The Snotling Orks' Bizarre Battle

"It seems I'll have to teach Chen Changhe more in the future."

"Test-taking strategy is important too."

"These ten thousand Goblins should be all the troops he has, right?"

"Who goes all in the moment they enter the field?"

Shan Mu muttered to himself.

It was his responsibility as a homeroom teacher.

For some reason,

at that moment, he suddenly felt relieved.

After all, he did not want to bear the title of teacher while doing nothing.

At that moment, Chen Changhe appeared before his believers in the form of a Divine Avatar.

He looked like a tall, heavily armored Ork.

"Evil is approaching. Demons are about to invade.

Fight, my children! Your god needs you.

Kill the invaders. Fight for me. I am with you."

Chen Changhe delivered that speech directly through the divine spell Battle Howl.

Sound waves formed from Divine Power reached the ears of every follower.

The Snotling Orks' strength rose dramatically.

"Waaagh!"

"Defend our home!"

"Wipe out these filthy invaders here!"

"Waaagh! For our lord!"

They shouted one after another, their cries rising and falling without end.

"Battle Howl? That divine spell isn't easy to master!"

"No wonder that kid didn't choose partial possession!"

"This brat has some real skill!"

Zheng Dongfeng was deeply pleased.

He became even more satisfied with Chen Changhe.

After partial possession, a Divine Being could not cast divine spells.

To possess both a physical body and the ability to cast divine spells,

one had to either fully possess a follower, send down an avatar, or descend in one's true body.

"Waaagh!"

"Tear them apart!"

"For the supreme Creator Lord, the creator of the Orks..."

"Fight! Fight! We want to fight!"

The believers grew more and more excited.

Every Snotling Ork was like a stick of dynamite about to explode.

Even if a group of dragons appeared now, they would dare to charge straight at them without hesitation.

At that moment, a temporary teleportation gate suddenly appeared not far from Chen Changhe.

A group of skeletons crawled out of the gate.

These skeletons were ragged from head to toe and gave off a nauseating stench. They held bone swords and blades, and moved rather slowly.

There were not many of them either, only a little over fifty in total.

After all, this was only the first round of testing. The difficulty could not be too high.

When the skeletons saw the enormous number of Snotling Orks, they trembled nonstop, their bones nearly shaking apart.

Seriously?

There were only a few small fry like us, and you brought out this kind of lineup?

Was that polite?

You people?

Several skeletons turned to flee, but there was nowhere to run.

The teleportation array was one-way.

Without activation, they had no way to retreat.

"Crack..."

"Crack..."

It was practically an instant kill. The skeletons became shattered bones scattered across the ground.

With the Sacred Relic Wild Law empowering them, along with the effects of the divine spell Battle Howl,

the Snotling Orks could run dozens of meters per second and leap more than ten meters into the air.

They completed the pursuit in the blink of an eye.

Speed was destructive power.

The moment they made contact, the skeletons were crushed to pieces.

But an even more astonishing scene unfolded.

After killing the skeletons, the Snotling Orks were not satisfied.

Instead, they began slaughtering each other.

To the Snotling Orks, that was routine.

What day went by without them killing a few of their own kind for fun?

Either they buried them underground or ate them as snacks. One bite, crunch—crispy and delicious.

But Zheng Dongfeng and the others were dumbfounded.

"What's going on?"

"Are these Goblins really that aggressive?"

"Or is Chen Changhe incapable of controlling his followers?"

"This won't do..."

"How will he expand the population if this keeps up?"

"Wake up one day, and his followers are gone?"

Chen Changhe also felt humiliated.

These bastards!

They were making him look bad!

He did not know that Zheng Dongfeng was observing his battle.

But Shan Mu, his homeroom teacher, definitely was.

If this had been inside the Divine Domain, he would not have bothered managing them.

Plant one Ork and reap a whole field of Orks!

They were Orks, after all!

They never asked who the enemy was. They only asked where the enemy was.

One word: fight!

If there were no enemies, then they dealt with themselves.

Their deaths could not keep up with their breeding speed anyway.

He could treat it as burning lives to farm troops.

Survival of the fittest was nature's law.

He could not control it.

Nor could he be bothered to.

But where was this?

The examination grounds.

Everything here would be recorded.

Chen Changhe could not let the Orks display their Spore Reproduction ability here.

A common man was innocent, but he became guilty by possessing a treasure.

Although the Blue Star Divine Civilization wore the skin of civilization, it still followed the natural law of savage plunder.

Without strength, no matter how powerful one's troops were, they could not be protected.

Either one had backing, or one could hide one's strength and wait for the right time.

Otherwise, one would merely become someone else's walking treasure chest.

Even the Goblin Overlord had only truly revealed his real strength after reaching university.

Chen Changhe had neither backing nor strength.

He did not dare draw attention to himself casually.

It did not matter if he exposed a little in other areas.

After all, no matter how powerful the followers were, true gods might not even think much of them.

But if the ability of Spore Reproduction were exposed,

even a Main God might not be able to resist the temptation.

"Stop at once! Anyone who dares continue attacking others will be a heretic who defies their god!"

Chen Changhe's furious roar frightened the Snotling Orks so badly that they trembled.

They knelt on the ground one after another, praying incessantly in hopes of washing away their sins.

They did not know what they had done wrong.

But since their god was angry, they had to be wrong.

Fear, shame, and unease flooded their hearts all at once.

The extreme emotional shifts transformed into Power of Faith. Quite a few Snotling Orks who had been hovering at the threshold of advancement became Fanatic Believers.

"Impulsive and bloodthirsty, yet utterly loyal?"

"This Goblin race is rather interesting..."

"Not bad..."

Zheng Dongfeng nodded as he watched the scene.

Compared with those well-behaved followers,

this kind of follower actually had greater potential.

Divine Grace was as vast as the sea, and divine might was like a prison.

Gods possessed two sides in the eyes of their believers.

Both rewards and punishments were powerful weapons for gaining faith.

The latter was often more effective.

A follower race that often made mistakes yet remained loyal

allowed a god to perfectly wield both sides and gain more Power of Faith.

After all, at its core, Power of Faith was emotional fluctuation.

Whether positive or negative, emotional changes could produce Power of Faith.

In the end, followers were intelligent beings too. They had a masochistic streak.

A slap followed by a sweet reward earned greater faith.

"For gods, blindly bestowing Divine Grace is not advisable. It makes believers take it for granted, preventing the acquisition of sufficient faith value."

"This really is a fine core follower race."

"Chen Changhe's divine name is the God of War?"

"Is he following the path of war?"

"What a pity..."

"With a core race like his, divine authorities such as bloodshed or slaughter would actually suit him better."

"But he is only a Divine Being with Divinity 1.

He still has a long road ahead and plenty of chances to choose."

"Besides, there's nothing wrong with obtaining the divine authorities of war, bloodshed, and slaughter at the same time."

"If Chen Changhe becomes a Perfect Demigod, he can fuse up to five divine authorities."

Zheng Dongfeng was very interested in Chen Changhe's followers, but as a god, he certainly would not entertain any improper thoughts.

Shan Mu, as his homeroom teacher, was different.

His eyes went completely straight.

It was as if he had seen a group of peerless beauties standing naked before him.

"No wonder Chen Changhe has no interest in Snake Goblins."

"With followers this exceptional, of course he wouldn't care about Snake Goblins!"

"I wonder whether Chen Changhe would be willing to sell this kind of follower?"

"But... it wouldn't be appropriate for a teacher to buy followers from his student, would it?"

Shan Mu's expression was full of conflict.

He no longer had any interest in the assessment.

His mind was filled entirely with Chen Changhe's Snotling Ork followers.