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, then sighed slightly and gave up, asking, "Let you become..."
"The Pope, who saved the declining Behemoth Orc Clan —could that Main God- level being be more important than the knowledge you accumulated in your previous life from the information explosion era, knowledge that transcends this world? But it's strange. According to you, since that being is a Main God- level being, he should possess infinite power. Why wouldn't he use his own power to protect the orcs? Why would he need someone else?"
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 attend to the Behemoth Beastmen. All of his forces had collapsed, and he was already severely injured, seemingly with little time left to live. Moreover, the reason he sought me out was because of a prophecy: only a void soul from another dimension possesses 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 really eerie sometimes. 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.
His 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 proved to have come true. Fortunately, the Main God made the right choice. It is proven 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 perished, and you have become the universally recognized saint of the entire Behemoth Beastmen race, enjoying supreme prestige. I..."
Having come this far, I have to admit, you did a much better job than me.
"Haha, I've also heard everything Nash told me about his time in Chambord City. If you stayed in this world for a thousand years, you'd 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, placing you among the Young Supremes of the Human Clan. I'm truly envious."
This rekindled Sun Fei's curiosity. "You are, as..."
"The Pope, having lived for a thousand years, should have been 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, I was completely cut off from magic and Dou Qi arts. If it weren't for the existence of the Diablo World backer, I would probably be a useless nobody, unable to achieve anything or make 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 orc has: the unrestricted use of totem power. Haha, before I transmigrated, I was a top ten singer on campus, a karaoke queen, and singing was child's play for me. After arriving in this world, I discovered that my voice possesses the power of Beastman War Song —mysterious and unpredictable. So, this..."
Only the papacy can ensure such a stable position.
As he spoke, Ernst casually hummed a few lines from a song by Chen Xing, a singer who was once extremely popular in his previous life.
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Strands of golden light flew from his mouth, possessing a strange power, like an invisible carving knife, sculpting a profound totem 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 from it.
What a terrifying method!
Sun Fei had witnessed High Priest Nash of Fox casting the Beastman War Song, carving totems with sonic waves. Speaking of which, Nash was also known as...
One of the ten high priests, he possessed considerable strength and had risen to the Demigod, but he was far less carefree and unrestrained than Ernst.
Ernst's abilities were simply supernatural, reaching a level of complete mastery and complete freedom.
Although Ernst lacks magic and Dou Qi aura, and is extremely weak—even a One-Star Warrior could easily defeat him—he has a group of unfathomable followers protecting him, coupled with his War Song ability. It's likely that even Sun Fei wouldn't be able to 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, his eyes filled with an unprecedented ease, and said, "From now on, the fate of the Behemoth Beast Clan will be in your hands."
"Me?" Sun Fei, sensing a hint of farewell in his words, quickly replied, "I don't have your prestige. If the orcs are to return to the Azeroth Continent and establish themselves in that chaotic world, only you can control this numerous, simple-minded, yet violent and destructive race."
Ernst sighed, "Didn't I already say? I only have a thousand years to live, and now, my life has come to an end."
There will be a 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 know nothing of martial arts, 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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