In that instant, a flash of lightning seemed to pass through Sun Fei's mind, as if illuminating something, but the fleeting glimpse of information was impossible to grasp.
He pondered for a long time before finally sighing and giving up. He asked, "You were chosen to become the Pope of the [ Beast God Temple ] to save the declining Behemoth Orc Clan. Could it be that the existence at the level of Main God the knowledge accumulated in your head from the information explosion era of your previous life, knowledge that surpasses this world? But it's strange. According to you, since that existence is at the level of a Main God, it should possess infinite power. Why not use its own power to protect the orcs instead of relying on others?"
Ernst sighed.
"I asked him the same question a thousand years ago, and the answer I received was that he himself had encountered an extremely powerful enemy. He was like a clay Bodhisattva crossing a river, barely able to save himself, let alone have time to attend to the Behemoth Beastmen. All of his factions had collapsed, and he was already severely injured, seemingly not long for to live. Moreover, the reason he came to me was because of a prophecy: only a void soul from another dimension has the potential to defeat the enemy."
At this point, Ernst chuckled with a hint of self-deprecation, "Whether you believe it or not, I do. In a magical world, prophecy can be damn eerie at times. It tells you what's going to happen, and you have to take it seriously. Haha, even an omnipotent Main God in this world is very superstitious."
"That's true." Sun Fei nodded.
King Majesty the King fully agrees with this view.
Sun Fei sighed, "On the Azeroth Continent, many prophecies of unknown origin circulated, believed by countless people, and ultimately, all of these prophecies came true. Fortunately, the Main God made the right choice. The facts prove that you indeed completed your mission. The Behemoth Beastmen have tenaciously survived on this barren land. For a thousand years, not a single race has disappeared, and you have become the universally recognized saint of the entire Behemoth Beastmen race, enjoying supreme prestige. I witnessed everything in [ City of Behemoths ], and I must admit, you did far better than I did."
"Haha, I also heard everything Nash saw in Chambord City. If you stayed in this world for a thousand years, you would definitely do much better than me." He laughed heartily, "Alright, let's not flatter each other anymore. I've heard your strength has reached an extremely high level, ranking Young Supremes of the Human Clan. I'm truly envious."
This brought up Sun Fei's curiosity again. "As the Pope of the [ Beast God Temple ], and having lived for a thousand years, your strength should be incredibly powerful, so why do I feel..."
"You think I'm weak, only slightly stronger than an ordinary person, right?" Ernst smiled frankly and said, "I don't know why, but ever since my soul possessed this Fox body, I've been disappointed to find that I can neither cultivate Dou Qi nor master magic. In other words, I'm a useless piece of trash, good for both magic and martial arts!"
Sun Fei was surprised, then immediately thought of himself.
After transmigrating, he was cut off from magic and Dou Qi arts. If it weren't for the existence of the Diablo World, he would probably be a useless person and would never have achieved anything or made any breakthroughs on the path of martial arts.
Could this phenomenon be related to time travel?
Once a body is possessed by a soul that has been traversed, will they become useless in both magic and martial arts?
Or... is it just my own guess?
Ernst, clearly oblivious to Sun Fei's expression, continued, "However, fortunately, I possess a unique ability that no other orc has: the ability to use the power of totems without limit. Haha, before I transmigrated, I was a top ten singer on campus, a karaoke queen, and singing was child's play for me. After coming to this world, I discovered that my voice possesses the power of Beastman War Song —mysterious and unpredictable. That's why I've been able to hold the position of Pope of the [ Beast God Temple ] so securely."
As he spoke, Ernst casually hummed a few lines of the tune from Chen Xing's " The Wandering Child," a song that was once extremely popular in his previous life.
Strands of golden light flew out of his mouth, possessing a strange power, like an invisible carving knife, carving a profound totem rune pattern on the ground before him.
An extremely powerful aura emanated from the pattern, and even someone as strong as Sun Fei felt a sense of threat.
What a terrifying tactic.
Sun Fei had witnessed High Priest Nash of Fox unleashing the Beastman War Song, carving totems with sonic waves. Nash was also known as one of the ten priests of the [ Beast God Temple ], possessing considerable strength and having advanced to the level of Demigod, but he was far less carefree and unrestrained than Ernst.
Ernst's abilities were simply superb, reaching a level of complete mastery and complete freedom.
Although Ernst lacks magic and Dou Qi, and his physical strength is extremely weak—even a One-Star Warrior could kill him—he has a group of unfathomable followers protecting him, and with his War Song ability, even Sun Fei probably couldn't defeat such a freak.
"Truly impressive." Sun Fei exclaimed sincerely.
"A thousand years have passed, and I have finally waited for you. That being once told me that if one day, someone from the same place as me appears in this world, it will mean that my mission is complete, and the Behemoth Beastmen will return to the chaotic Azeroth Continent to reclaim their former Glory." Ernst looked at Sun Fei with an unprecedented ease in his eyes and said, "From now on, the fate of the Behemoth Beast Clan will be in your hands."
"Me?" Sun Fei sensed a hint of farewell in his words and quickly replied, "I don't have your prestige. If you want the orcs to return to the Azeroth Continent and gain a foothold in that chaotic world, only you can control this numerous, simple-minded race, filled with violence and destructive desires."
Ernst sighed, "Didn't I already say? I only have a thousand years to live. Now, my lifespan has come to an end. The [ Beast God Temple ] will have a new Pope, and that person is you."
Sun Fei was so shocked that he quickly shook his head. "This is impossible. I am human, how could I become the Pope of the Behemoth Beastmen? Besides, you are full of energy and vigor, clearly still in your prime, how could you..."
"Are you trying to comfort me?" Ernst smiled slightly. "You should know that it's strange enough that I, who have no martial arts skills, have lived for a thousand years. So, even if I were to die right now, it would make perfect sense. A destiny predetermined by a being of Main God- like status would never be wrong."
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