Di Aotian froze for a moment and scratched his head.
That's not right. Before, it was only a Large Plane. I thought this Plane Revenge would bring a Giant Plane. Why is it a Super Giant Plane? And where did this God Incarnation come from? A five-meter-tall Green-skinned Orc stood at the very front of the orc horde, surrounded by golden divine power. His face was dark with displeasure.
As the God of Orcs under the God of War and a dignified Mid God, he had to send down two God Incarnations separately just to help the mere Lower God Cyrus. Even if Cyrus had once been the Persian Emperor.
However, when he thought of the rewards from the God of War and the goddess Inanna, the God of Orcs split his mouth in a delighted grin.
He suddenly frowned and stared ahead in confusion, looking at that strange lifeform. It seemed to be the humanoid descendant of a Golden Dragon, a species he had never seen before.
And behind him stood a Soul Demigod.
The God of Orcs' incarnation turned around and looked behind him. There were only four demigods.
"I didn't bring a Divine Authority Jewel or divine authority this time. Was I being a little careless..." Then the God of Orcs looked at the Bloodthirsty Battle Axe beside him and smiled faintly, his heart settling down.
The God of Orcs raised his head, lifted the Bloodthirsty Battle Axe, and pointed it at Di Aotian.
"I don't know which Pantheon you belong to. Since you've mobilized a Soul Demigod, you must be serving some god. Next, I'll kill all of you and drag out the bug that ambushed the Persian Pantheon!"
"Kill!" the God of Orcs roared.
Hundreds of millions of orcs charged down the towering cliff, crashing