"Damn it, I've been crowing all my life, there's nothing I can do about it."
Speaking of his tried and tested Crow's Mouth Kung Fu, His Majesty the Pope himself was also very helpless.
After a pause, he thought of something again, threw a black storage ring to Fei, and said: "Didn't you always want to know about the method of condensing the godhead? There is indeed such a thing in [Beast Temple] Collection of books, however, with your current status, you still cannot enter the arsenal of the Behemoth orcs to browse through the books, so I searched out some relevant classics, and they are all in this ring. Go and see."
"Oh, great, thank you very much."
Fei was overjoyed.
This gift is really substantial.
Today, among the human races in Azeroth, due to thousands of years of war and other unknown reasons, there have long been no books related to the condensed godhead, and countless demigod-level peak powerhouses are stuck in the This level cannot break through to become a true god-level existence. Fei's [Barbarian Mode] has reached the peak of the demigod level. If he masters the method of condensing the godhead, he can ascend to the sky in one step and become a true god-level existence, leading the way.
If the classics in this ring were placed on the continent of Azeroth, it might cause a chaotic battle among demigod-level powerhouses.
"Haha, you're welcome."
Ernst smiled strangely: "The classics inside are enough for you to read slowly for a year and a half, and the method of condensing the godhead is probably not easy, otherwise, there will not be only a small part of the world. Man has become a god."
Fei entered into the storage ring mentally and took a look. He couldn't help being stunned, and then glared at Ernst, saying: "Your sister, you are really a fucking crow's mouth. There are not a thousand books in it. There are also 800 copies, right? I want to go when I see the magic horse?"
In the afternoon of that day, the Dark Demon Armor quietly returned to [City of Beamon] with one hundred and one secret gold war spirits, and found His Majesty the King who lived in a post house near the square of [Beast Temple]— Of course, it is impossible for more than 100 generals of the peak level of the day-level venerables to hide from the real orc strongmen in the city, but these orc strongmen can't say anything other than being intimidated by the strength of Fei's power up.
"Missions completed?"
Fei threw down an extremely irritated book of more than a thousand pages written by the orc who didn't know the head was caught by the door. , asked.
"To the great and honorable master, everything has been completed. A total of 20,000 silver crystals have been brought. According to your order, they all came here on their own initiative. I didn't force them at all. Moreover, [A No.] They now have extremely powerful combat power, no less than me."
Basturk, the dark armor, answered honestly.
"that's fine."
Fei Fei praised this new sycophant with great satisfaction.
The 20,000 silver crystals are definitely a shocking wealth. In addition to being equipped in the 5,000 ready-made secret gold war puppets, you can also use [Black Iron Essence] and [Devil's Bone] to forge some armor Puppets, seal-cut magic circles, inlaid with silver spar to make a new armored war spirit, even if it is not as powerful as the secret gold war spirit, it is enough to withstand millions of divisions, and, with the hardness of the silver spar, extremely It is not easy to be damaged, so the armored fighting spirit can be regarded as a renewable resource.
Once the plan is completed, Chambord City will become the undisputed first empire on the mainland.
After thinking about it for a while, Fei heard the plan that Pope Ernst said to him last during the day, and called the dark magic armor to his side, and whispered such and such.
"Master, please don't worry, this kind of thing, the little ones are the best."
After hearing this, the Dark Demon Armor patted his chest to reassure, and then left [City of Beamon] with [No. 1] and one hundred and one secret gold battle spirits.
"Fuck, this bitch is becoming more and more like a real person."
Fei laughed and cursed, and continued to look through the classics on how to become a god in the storage ring, like a little tadpole looking for his mother in the ocean, flipping through them one by one to find the answers he needs.
In the next few days, various natural disasters appeared more and more frequently in [Land of Exile].
The entire Beamon orc race was completely plunged into an unprecedented atmosphere of panic.
Taking advantage of this time, [Beast Temple], ten golden races and forty-one powerful silver races jointly issued a call to the entire Beamon orcs, thinking that it is time to return to the continent of Azeroth, which has been parted for thousands of years, and return to the pleasant scenery. The green grass, the picturesque scenery, the old hometown with milk, rice, wheat and honey everywhere.
At the same time, the supreme Pope Ernst asked His Royal Highness Rexxar for divination for the 250th time at the cost of his own life, and he also received a response, saying that the frequent disasters in [Land of Exile] are due to Because the Beast God believed that his people should return to the continent to regain the lost glory of the Beamon clan in the past, instead of staying in this barren exile to waste their ambitions.
The catastrophe in front of us is in stark contrast to the beautiful past home in the prophecy.
The orcs who were in pain had no choice and almost no resistance. In a short period of time, there was a climax of migration to their former ancestral homeland. The entire tribe was mobilized to prepare for the great migration of the race.
And about the [Beast Temple]'s alliance with the human kingdom Chambord City, it was also appropriately released.
After the initial surprise and astonishment, most of the orcs basically accepted this choice.
After all, in the propaganda of the priests and shamans of the Beast Temple, human beings are already the undisputed overlord on the continent of Azeroth today, with great strength, and Alexander, the king of Chambord City, is also advertised as a very sympathetic Heart, kindness, nobility, and chivalry, the king of mankind.
More importantly, I don't know who first spread it. It is said that one tenth of the Beamon orc blood flows in the body of King Chambord, which is an ancient survivor of the Beamon orc family left on the continent of Azeroth thousands of years ago...
There is another more exaggerated and shocking statement that King Chambord Alexander has an extremely mysterious identity—actually he is a descendant of the extinct golden Beamon family, who has mastered the ancient magical powers of the Beamon family, one of the top ten golden races Many of them have witnessed King Chambord transformed into a giant bear Bill and wolf and fight with the monster wolf.
The renewal of the blood of the Beamon royal family is considered to be an important evidence that the beast god Rexxar finally began to show mercy to the orcs, and it inspired countless low-level orcs who were in confusion and despair, and made them firm in their beliefs again.
Of course, not everyone believes this statement.
However, that no longer matters.
Because in front of the devastating natural disasters appearing everywhere, more than a hundred mysterious and peerless powerhouses with extremely strong strength appeared in the scene of the disaster as if they had sensed the prayers of the orcs in the disaster. Protect the poor orcs, not only save them from the disaster, but also send all kinds of food and other supplies, saving thousands of grassroots orcs.
"We are the warriors of His Majesty Alexander, fighting for the Beamon orcs!"
This is the answer left by this group of strong men covered in golden armor when they were asked about their identities.
Especially the leader, the peerless strong man in black armor, with a kind attitude, took the lead, and every time he shouted 'Long live the friendship between Chambord City and the Beamon orcs', 'May the glory of His Majesty Alexander bless the orcs' and other impressive words. The slogan of spurting blood, disregarding personal safety and charging at the forefront of resisting disasters and rescuing orcs, touched countless Beamon orcs.
With the passage of time, the prestige of Chambord King Alexander among the Beamon orcs is rising sharply.