"***, I've been a Raven for life, there's nothing I can do about it. [ ]( ·~ )" Speaking of his unfailing ability to Raven, His Holiness the Pope himself was quite helpless.
He paused, then seemed to remember something, tossing a dark storage ring to Sun Fei and saying, "Haven't you always wanted to know about the method of condensing Divinity? There are indeed some related texts in the empire, but given your current status, you can't access the Behemoth Beastmen's armory to browse through them all. So I've found some relevant texts; they're all in this ring. Take your time to look through them."
"Oh, that's great, thank you so much!" Sun Fei was overjoyed.
This gift is quite substantial.
Today, among the Human Clan of the Azeroth Continent, due to thousands of years of war and other unknown reasons, there are no longer any scriptures related to condensing Divinity. Countless Peak Demigod Class are stuck at this hurdle, unable to break through to become True God. Sun Fei has already reached the peak of the Demigod level. If he mastered the method of condensing Divinity, he could ascend to the heavens in one step and become a True God, dominating the world.
If the scriptures within this ring were placed on the Azeroth Continent, they would likely spark a chaotic battle among Demigod- level powerhouses.
"Haha, no need to thank me." Ernst laughed strangely, "The scriptures inside are enough for you to study slowly for a year or two, and the method for condensing Divinity is probably not simple either; otherwise, only a small number of people in this world would become gods."
Sun Fei used his spiritual power to look inside the storage ring, and was stunned for a moment. Then he glared at Ernst and said, "Damn it, you really are a Raven! There are at least eight hundred, if not a thousand, books in here! When are we going to finish reading them?"
That afternoon, Dark Demon Armor, leading 101 Mithril War Soul, quietly returned and found His King residing in the inn near the square. Of course, the sudden arrival of over 100 generals at the peak of the Peak Great Sun-Class Venerable Stage couldn't have escaped the notice of the true orc powerhouses in the city. However, these orc powerhouses, aside from being intimidated by the strength of Sun Fei's forces, could say nothing more.
"Have all the tasks been completed?"
Sun Fei tossed aside the book he was reading, a thousand-word novel by some unknown orc whose head had been slammed in a door, and looked at the fawning Dark Demon Armor, asking...
"Reporting to your great and esteemed master, everything is complete. A total of twenty thousand silver crystals have been brought. As per your orders, they all volunteered to come; I did not force them in the slightest. Moreover, they now possess extremely powerful combat capabilities, no less than mine."
Dark Demon Armor Bastürk answered honestly.
"Good, that's good." Sun Fei praised the newly recruited sycophant with great satisfaction.
These 20,000 silver crystals are an enormous fortune. Besides equipping the 5,000 existing Mithril War Golems, they can also be used to forge more armored golems, inscribing magic arrays and embedding the silver crystals to create new armored battle spirits. Even if they aren't as powerful as Mithril War Soul, they'll still be enough to withstand a million soldiers. Moreover, given the hardness of silver crystals, they are extremely difficult to damage, making armored battle spirits a renewable resource. [New]( ·~ )
Once the plan is completed, Chambord City will become the undisputed number one empire on the continent.
After a moment's thought, Sun Fei recalled the plan that Pope Ernst had told him earlier that day, and called the Dark Demon Armor to his side, giving him a few quiet instructions.
"Master, please rest assured, this is something I excel at."
After hearing this, the Dark Demon Armor patted his chest and guaranteed it, then left with the 101 Mithril War Soul in a cheeky manner.
"Damn, this bastard is starting to look more and more like a real person." Sun Fei laughed and cursed, continuing to flip through the books on how to become a god in his storage ring, like a tadpole searching for its mother in the ocean, turning the pages one by one in search of the big answer it needed.
In the following days, the frequency of various natural disasters increased.
The entire Behemoth Beastmen race was plunged into an unprecedented atmosphere of panic.
Taking advantage of this moment, the Ten Golden Races and forty-one powerful silver races jointly issued a call to the entire Behemoth Beastmen, believing it was time to return to the Azeroth Continent, which they had been separated from for thousands of years, to their ancient homeland, a place of pleasant scenery, lush green grass, picturesque landscapes, and abundant milk, rice, wheat, and honey.
At the same time, His Holiness Pope Ernst, at the cost of his own life, consulted the Beast God Rexxar for the 250th time and received a response, stating that the reason for the frequent disasters was that the Beast God believed that his people should return to the continent to restore the Glory that the Behemoth Clan had lost in the past, rather than remain in this barren Land of Exile and squander their ambitions.
The current disaster stands in stark contrast to the beautiful past homeland foretold in prophecy.
The orcs, suffering greatly, had no other choice and offered almost no resistance. In a short time, a great wave of migration to their former ancestral homeland swept through the tribe, and the entire tribe mobilized to prepare for the great migration.
The matter of forming an alliance with the human kingdom of Chambord City was also appropriately released.
After the initial surprise and astonishment, most of the orcs accepted this choice.
After all, according to the propaganda of the priests and shamans of the Beast God Temple, humans are now the undisputed overlords of the Azeroth Continent, possessing immense power. Moreover, King Alexander of Chambord City Archibald is portrayed as a human monarch who is extremely compassionate, benevolent, noble, and possesses the spirit of chivalry.
More importantly, it's unclear who first spread the rumor that King of Chambord possessed one-tenth Behemoth Beastmen blood, making him an ancient remnant of the Behemoth Orc Clan race that remained on the Azeroth Continent a thousand years ago...
Another, more exaggerated and shocking claim is that King of Chambord Alexander has an extremely mysterious identity—in fact, he is a descendant of the extinct Golden Behemoth Clan, possessing the ancient supernatural powers of the Behemoth Clan. Many of the Ten Golden Races have personally witnessed King of Chambord transforming into the Bill Giant Bear and the Wolf Giant Wolf to fight against the Dread Beast.
The reinstatement of the Behemoth Royal Clan bloodline is considered crucial evidence that the Beast God Rexxar has finally begun to show compassion for the Orc Clan, inspiring countless orcs in their confusion and despair, and reaffirming their faith.
Of course, not everyone believes this claim.
But that doesn't matter anymore.
Faced with the devastating natural disasters occurring everywhere, more than a hundred extremely powerful and mysterious peerless experts appeared in the disaster scene as if they had sensed the prayers of the orcs in distress. With their powerful strength, they protected the poor orcs, not only rescuing them from the disaster but also providing them with various food and other supplies, saving countless orcs from the grassroots.
"We are the warriors of His Majesty Alexander, fighting for the Behemoth Beastmen!"
This was the answer given by these powerful individuals, whose entire bodies were shrouded in golden armor, when asked about their identities.
In particular, the peerless powerhouse in black armor who led the charge was amiable and always took the lead. He would shout inspiring slogans such as "Long live the friendship between Chambord City and the Behemoth Beastmen!" and "May the glory of His Majesty Alexander protect the orcs!" He disregarded his personal safety Charge to the front lines to resist disaster and rescue the orcs, moving countless Behemoth Beastmen.
As time went by, King of Chambord Alexander's prestige among the Behemoth Beastmen rose rapidly.