After finishing "Jittery," all the priests present finally breathed a sigh of relief. That feeling of having a hundred claws scratching at their hearts had been truly agonizing. This guy had finally stopped singing.
Vian Great Shaman removed the protective barrier and looked at Jiang Hao in delighted surprise. "Your Song Power has reached the level of a Scepter Priest?"
Jiang Hao shrugged. "I don't know, but Helen said so."
"I've never heard this battle hymn before. Who created it?" the Great Shaman asked.
"I did."
"Wonderful! Your name is Richard, right? How old are you this year?" the Great Shaman asked.
"Twenty-nine."
Vian Great Shaman happily stroked his beard. "Twenty-nine—you really are young. To possess the Song Power of a Scepter Priest at such an age, you truly are a favored child of the War God. I remember cultivating for more than three hundred years before I reached the Song Power of a Scepter Priest."
"Good, I'll report this to the High Archbishop of the temple immediately and have a title bestowed upon you. The Beastmen have gained another priest, and an Innate Soul Singer at that—a Scepter Priest who has even created his own battle hymn. I'm sure His Excellency the Archbishop will be overjoyed," the old turtle said.
At that moment, Helen spoke in her clear voice. "Great Shaman, Richard has actually created more than one battle hymn. Including the one just now, he has created four. One can increase warriors' attributes in multiple ways, one can put opponents to sleep, one can make enemies' entire bodies go numb, and this one can throw enemies into confusion and madness."
When the old turtle heard that there were four new battle hymns, he became even happier. Rubbing his hands together, he said, "Every battle hymn created by a