"I've been Raven my whole life, there's nothing I can do about it." Even the Pope himself was helpless when talking about his unfailing ability to Raven people.
He paused, then seemed to remember something, tossed a dark storage ring to Sun Fei, and said, "Haven't you always wanted to know about the method for condensing Divinity?"
"There are indeed books on this subject, but given your current status, you cannot access the Behemoth Beastmen's armory to peruse its vast collection. Therefore, I have retrieved some relevant texts, which are all in this ring. You can explore them on your own."
"Oh, that's great, thank you so much!" Sun Fei was overjoyed.
This gift is quite substantial.
Today, the Human Clan on the Azeroth Continent, due to thousands of years of war and other unknown reasons, has long lost the scriptures related to condensing Divinity. Countless Peak Demigod Class powerhouses are stuck at this hurdle, unable to break through to become True God. Sun Fei's...
Having already reached the pinnacle of Demigod status, if he were to master the method of condensing Divinity, he could ascend to the heavens in one step and become a True God, reigning supreme.
If the tome containing this ring were placed on the Azeroth Continent, it would likely spark a chaotic battle among Demigod- level powerhouses.
"Haha, no need to thank me." Ernst laughed strangely. "The scriptures inside will keep you busy for a year or two, and the method for condensing Divinity is probably not simple either. Otherwise, there wouldn't be only a small number of people in this world who become gods."
Sun Fei's spiritual power entered the storage ring, and he 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, right? When am I supposed to get there?"
That afternoon, Dark Demon Armor, leading 101 Mithril War Soul, quietly returned.
Found someone living nearby
Of course, the sudden arrival of over a hundred Peak Great Sun-Class Venerable Stage- level King could not have escaped the notice of the city's true orc powerhouses. However, apart from being intimidated by the strength of Sun Fei's forces, these orc powerhouses could say nothing more.
"Have all the tasks been completed?"
Sun Fei threw down a book he was reading, written by some orc whose head had been slammed in a door, titled...
The book, over a thousand pages long and utterly irritating, was adorned with obsequious Dark Demon Armor. He asked...
"Reporting to your great and esteemed master, everything is complete. A total of twenty thousand silver crystals have been brought. They all volunteered to come, as per your orders; I did not force them in the slightest. Moreover..."
They now possess extremely strong 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 astonishing fortune. Besides equipping the 5,000 existing Mithril War Golems, they can also be used...
They then crafted more armored golems, inscribed magic arrays, and inlaid silver crystals to create new armored battle spirits. Even if they weren't as powerful as the Mithril War Soul, they would still be enough to withstand a million soldiers. Moreover, given the hardness of the silver crystals, they were extremely difficult to damage, making the armored battle spirits a renewable resource.
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 cheekily led...
After the 101 Mithril War Soul left
"Damn, this bastard is starting to resemble a real person more and more." 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 answers it needed.
In the following days,
Natural disasters are occurring more and more frequently.
The entire Behemoth Beastmen race was plunged into an unprecedented atmosphere of panic.
Taking advantage of this time,
The Ten Golden Races and forty-one powerful silver races jointly issued a call to all Behemoth Beastmen, believing it was time to return to the Azeroth Continent, which they had left a thousand years ago, to their ancient homeland, a land of beautiful 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 His Beast God Rexxar for the 250th time and received a response, stating that...
The reason for the frequent disasters is that the Beast God believes his people should return to the continent to restore the Glory that the Behemoth Clan once lost, rather than waste their ambitions in this barren Land of Exile.
The current disaster stands in stark contrast to the beautiful past homeland foretold in the prophecies.
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.
Regarding
The news of the 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, thanks to the propaganda of the priests and shamans of the Beast God Temple, humanity is now the undisputed overlord of the Azeroth Continent, possessing immense power. Moreover, King Alexander of Chambord City Archibald is portrayed as a compassionate, benevolent, noble, and chivalrous human monarch.
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 and is actually a descendant of the extinct Golden Behemoth Clan. He possesses the ancient supernatural powers of the Behemoth Clan, and many people from the Ten Golden Races have personally witnessed the 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 devastating natural disasters occurring everywhere, more than a hundred mysterious and peerless experts with extremely high strength appeared at the scene of the disaster, as if they had sensed the prayers of the orcs in distress. With their powerful strength, they protected the poor orcs, not only saving them from the disaster but also providing them with various food and other supplies, thus 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 kind and took the lead in battle. He always shouted 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 line to resist disaster and rescue the orcs, which moved countless Behemoth Beastmen.
As time went by, King of Chambord Alexander's prestige among the Behemoth Beastmen rose rapidly.
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