After Shou Wu ascended the throne of the Orc King, Zhao Fu had originally planned to leave with his people at once. But on second thought, the two items he had obtained had yet to be fused, and they could grant him two more totems. Thus, he lingered here a little longer.
First was that pig skull. Using it also required a sacrifice, though not many people were needed—just over a thousand was enough to summon the lingering soul of the Pigmen's ancestor.
Now that the Orc Kingdom had only just been established, there were far too many people to execute, so gathering enough sacrifices for Zhao Fu was easy. Zhao Fu began the summoning as well.
Upon a platform, those thousand-odd people had already been bound. Zhao Fu stood at the center, raised the pig skull, and poured power into it.
The pig skull shone as it floated into the sky, then erupted with an invisible destructive force. Like countless blades and steeped in cruel power, it slashed down at the sacrificial victims.
"Ahhh!"
Countless screams rang out as the people on the platform were hacked into innumerable pieces by that force. Blood and mangled corpses instantly dyed the ground red.
The pig skull erupted with another wave of suction, drawing the countless corpses and blood from the ground into the sky. Endless flesh wrapped around the pig skull, constantly changing and gathering, until it finally formed a Pigman over ten meters tall.
The Pigman was blood-red all over. Its pig face was ugly and vicious, its body bloated with fat, and it radiated a formidable aura. It looked utterly terrifying.
Boom!
Zhao Fu paid it no heed and directly reached out with a fierce grab. A Saint Mark appeared on his palm, and an immense suction force erupted,