The north wind whistles, and the fire is like a dragon.

In the grassland under the night sky, riding various animals, the team of monsters rushing on the earth. They held torches, gathered from all directions, with nearly 1 million people.

The iron hooves trampled on, the earth shook, the dust flew, and the passion in his chest burst out like flames, galloping on the field.

They shouted loudly, shouted the ancient heroic songs that had been passed down for thousands of years, and welcomed this great moment of thousands of years together.

Lorran Hill stood on the high platform in the center, beside her high-rise buildings on both sides. She wore long-sleeved robes and looked down below, her hair and cuffs fluttering in the night wind.

In the wilderness below, the sound of mountains and tsunamis roaring from all directions was as if the atmosphere and wind were also brought with it the breath of flames, scorching and shocking.

The torches raised on the earth extend far away from the land under their feet until they fill every inch of darkness in their field of vision. Wherever they see, there are flames and figures. The floating Mars rise from the wilderness, and the burning breath of fireworks also fills the wind, making the people in it feel slightly suffocated, as if they are in an endless world of flames.

The air burned and swayed slightly, and the dazzling fire left behind shadows on the retina. The ancient flame sacrifice was sang in unison from the shaman's mouth, and its desolate and distant sounds spread to the endless distance.

The girl who had been traveling up the grassland for several months thought she had learned about these orcs, whether in the past history or the current situation. But today she seemed to have seen a brand new, unique, heroic and fierce race.

She was also moved by the people from Clancia. They were wearing the same white background and blue robe as Lolan Hill, standing together on this central platform, witnessing this great and shocking scene, as if they could see a trace of the afterglow of the former overlord, the Crazy Tooth Empire from this rushing scene. The vast empire with a land full of continents and oceans, with a population of more than 5 billion.

In the bright flames, the orc leader led by the Great Shaman Unuer turned around and spoke to Clancia.

"So, let's announce the start of the conference at this moment, His Highness Ailani, the fire god."

Lorran Hill nodded and led everyone behind him to the front stage and appeared in the eyes of millions of orcs below.

"Scarlet Song Girl."

"Alani!"

“Great Fire!”

The boiling shouts swept over like huge waves, making everyone on the stage slightly deaf. Even if they open their mouths, they can't make any sound, because they will be drowned in this huge wave of sounds as soon as they open their mouths.

These shouts like huge waves like mountains and waves range from the mess at the beginning to the gradual regularity later to the neatness at the end. They shouted in unison, shouting the chapters circulated from the Poem of Fire.

...

"The crimson fire, the glow of light comes to the world."

"She stepped out of the flames, holding seven-colored long ears in one hand and a white flute in the other."

"The King of Mangu fell asleep here, and the sun set three times and rose again."

"After that, all the arrow wounds and scars on the body have healed."

...

Although this silver-haired girl was not Alani, it did not prevent these orcs from connecting it with legends. It seemed to be to confirm a sacred ceremony, or it seemed to be to put in the deep-burned wish in my heart.

I hope that the fate of the orcs will rise and revival again after the setting sun rises three times.

Unexpectedly, when we met again, the young teacher was already a celebrity who resounded throughout the grassland, and now he was about to step onto the duel arena again...

Seeing a hint of hesitation in Leiden's heart, Loran Hill spoke directly.

"Don't be confused, just take your all your strength, I won't blame you for this. If you deliberately keep your hands or hesitate, I will be disappointed in you."

"Since you have stepped onto the arena and put in your hopes and expectations, you cannot let down this sustenance and belief."

"Go to your best, Leiden."

"Yes, teacher."

After hearing this, Leiden bowed deeply with his fists and walked down the platform and walked step by step towards the duel ring with flames.
Chapter completed!