"Ancient Beast God, please listen to the prayers of your most loyal subjects..."
Nash, the high priest of Fox, sang a simple and vicissitudes, a sad and mysterious ballad. A strange power emerged from the singing, and a strange wave of power suddenly flashed on the stone wall in front of him, and shadows and pictures appeared on the texture of the rock. A door-shaped pattern appeared. The orcs bowed at the door first, then got up and walked towards the door-shaped pattern, as if passing through a wall, into the stone wall.
This should be the power of the legendary battle song of the orc clan.
A kind of totem power, which is close to the chanting of magic spells, but it is a third power independent of grudge and magic.
Fei and the envoys from Chambord City followed closely behind, and entered the stone wall like a wall-penetrating technique.
Inside is an extremely empty and huge mountainside space that can accommodate at least ten thousand people. There are faintly bright totem patterns blooming on the four walls, making this space not dark. In the middle of the space, on top of a bright red altar, there is a tall The huge and simple stone gate of more than 20 meters stands majestically.
"This is the beginning of the ancient blood road of the Beamon orcs."
The faces of High Priest Fox and other orc powerhouses all showed sacred and solemn expressions.
The former said seriously: "Your Majesty, do you know why this ancient road is called the Ancient Blood Road? That is because, on this ancient teleportation road, there are more than one hundred bright red altar stone gates like this, and Each stone gate of the altar is made of a former sage of the orc clan in the realm of the true god, with his own flesh, life, and soul. In that terrible era, the Behemoth orcs sacrificed a total of 108 priests in the realm of the true god He and the fighting spirit paved such a safe ancient road to the [Land of Exile] for his thousands of people. This road was really paved with blood bit by bit! "
Speaking of this, every orc strong has tears in his eyes.
A thousand years have passed, and the orcs have heard the same story thousands of times from their birth to the present, but standing in front of the stone gate of the bloody teleportation altar that can still be used after a thousand years, any Beamon orc They will all shed tears and cry, and use their souls to pay tribute to those heroes who paid the price of their lives for the continuation of the race.
Without these selfless and dedicated heroes, perhaps the race of Beamon orcs would have long since disappeared into the vast river of history.
Fei and the others couldn't help but take a breath of air.
One hundred and eight true god-level powerhouses
Was the Beamon orc clan ever so powerful
Although I knew that the endless forest sea was extremely terrifying, I never imagined that the Beamon orc clan opened up an ancient road of blood after paying a hundred and eight true god-level powerhouses... It is conceivable that what happened a thousand years ago? What kind of tragic event is definitely an epic scene.
Fei thought of a deeper level.
What kind of terrifying enemy, even the Beamon orcs who possessed at least one hundred and eight true gods, had to flee without even the courage to fight to the death
A thousand years ago, on the continent of Azeroth, what terrible thing happened that caused the two races of gods and demons to fall asleep, and caused powerful alien races to flee one after another, while only the human race survived and became the new overlord of the continent
Fei knew very little about this information.
Only the [Doomsday Blood Diary] found in the last ancestral land of the dwarves in the back mountain revealed a little bit of information, but it didn't make it clear what that terrible demon was.
These days, Fei also asked Fox High Priest Nash, but unfortunately Nash couldn't explain clearly.
Now standing in front of the stone gate of the altar filled with the essence, flesh and blood, divine power and soul of a true god-level existence, even the people in Chambord City felt a kind of shock, a sense of magnificence full of historical dust and epic elegy breath.
Fox High Priest Nash once again sang the melodious and tragic battle song.
The bright singing voice, like a rumbling war drum, stirred in the void with a strange melody.
Soon, streaks of blood-colored flames emerged from the entire blood-colored altar, injecting onto the stone gate more than 20 meters high.
"May the supreme beast temper your people. I, Bill the giant bear Kareem, would like to open the domain door to the habitat with my own body. Three lives and seven generations, I will not enter reincarnation. With my blood, I will protect you. Beamon orcs, my people, must...survive strong!"
An ancient roar and call sounded in everyone's ears.
A crimson ball of light emanated from the giant gate, and the phantom of an incomparably huge true god and powerhouse of the giant bear race was looming.
There was sorrow and pity in his eyes, and with a tear of his hands, a blood-colored passage was torn open in the giant gate, exuding the vicissitudes of life.
Then the phantom disappeared quickly, and the transmission channel became stable.
O'Neal, the strong bearer of the Bill Bears, was already in tears.
This first scarlet altar was sacrificed by a true god ancestor of the Birxiong clan.
"Quick pass, don't waste the energy of the altar."
Fox High Priest Nash reminded everyone, and then took the lead in entering the Scarlet Passage.
Fei and others filed in.
In the next moment, the Scarlet Altar fell silent again.
The totem flames around the mountainside space disappeared instantly, and the boundless darkness re-occupied the place, leaving only a soul who sacrificed a thousand years ago, waiting lonely, waiting for the next opportunity to dedicate his strength...
When the light came again, Fei opened his eyes.
A biting cold wind blows head-on, this is a white valley covered with ice and snow.
The terrain of the valley is extremely hidden, with clusters of white ice peaks towering majestically on all sides, leaving only a piece of sky the size of a palm, leading out of the valley is only a narrow path like a sky, which was blocked by the orcs with the power of icicle totems. There is simply no way to find a way out or in.
The snow on the ground was extremely thick, and the snow was flying like goose feathers, and the cold wind was sharp, scraping on the face like a knife.
Fortunately, everyone is extremely strong, so the cold can't threaten everyone's safety.
As expected by Fei, there is also a scarlet altar and a huge rock gate hidden in this hidden ice valley.
It seems that this is the second stop of [Bimeng Beastmen Golden Ancient Road].
At the same time, it also means that a thousand years ago, the second true god-level powerhouse of the orc family fell here. With his own life and soul, he tore a transmission channel to the next station for his own people. .