Although this image has been blurred, and his demeanor does not have the aloof and condescending demeanor of Emperor Yassin, it is more like a kind old man in a very ordinary family, but Fei is full of emotions. One-tenth of a million is sure, he is definitely Emperor Yassin.
"child."
The voice of 'Emperor Yaxin' seemed to be very far away, calling softly.
This voice instantly intensified the sadness in Fei's heart countless times.
"My child, this is the last thing father can do for you, accept my gift of strength... let me... finally... take a look at you, my child... let father... hug you... I child!"
Amid the distant and clear call, the light screen in front of him shattered.
The image of 'Emperor Yaxin' came out, opened his arms, and embraced Fei.
Fei subconsciously opened his arms, but hugged nothing.
'Emperor Yaxin' turned into a ray of light and power of faith, and merged into Fei's body.
In the next instant, the rich and luxurious pure golden power of faith around him rushed into Fei's body crazily at the same time as if he had received a signal.
This pure golden power of faith is a long dragon that is equal to the power of ordinary faith.
The power of pure gold faith that he suddenly obtained is probably more majestic and powerful than all the ordinary power of faith that Fei had condensed before.
The influx of huge power of faith made Fei return to the mysterious and mysterious state before in an instant.
The speed of refining the Great World of God's Domain suddenly increased countless times...
exiled land.
"Sister Sun Fei, you kid is playing retreat for me at this time, fuck you uncle..."
[Beast Temple] In the apse of the pope's tent, Pope Ernst jumped and yelled, all kinds of swear words poured out from this mouth, even if he said any sentence, it was enough to be regarded as the golden rule by the entire Beamon orc race.
Fortunately, His Majesty the Pope used Mandarin in his previous life.
Otherwise, if the followers and the affectionate saint next to him heard what the Pope was saying, they might be shocked and have menstrual disorders.
It has been twenty days.
On the [Land of Exile], various natural disasters are becoming more and more frequent. Earthquakes and volcanic eruptions, the earth cracked, and meteorites landed have caused huge disasters to the Beamon orcs. The expansion of [Metal Desert] and [Badwater Swamp] It has exceeded the most optimistic estimate before.
Today, one-third of the original continent has become a paradise for terrifying beasts.
The orc race had to migrate to a safe place for the time being.
In less than twenty days, the population base of the Beamon orc clan has dropped sharply to less than three-fifths of its original size, and a large number of orcs died in such endless disasters.
The grim situation caused great panic and pessimism among the entire Beamon orc tribe.
Migrating back to Azeroth has become the only option.
Even some Beamon races who were more stubborn before and did not seem to return to their former homeland, at this time, have completely become staunch members of the migration faction-in fact, the entire Beamon orc race is eagerly waiting to escape [Exile Land], back to the legendary extremely beautiful and fertile land.
At the same time, the succession of the new Pope of [Beast Temple] was also put on the agenda.
It proceeded in an orderly manner under Ernst's arrangement.
The process is not that complicated.
Faith and the blessing of the beast god Rexxar determine everything about the Beamon orcs.
Therefore, the birth of the new pope also needs to be guided by the beast god.
According to the ancient tradition, no matter whether it is the powerful golden race, the silver race, or the weak black iron race, any Beamon orc race is eligible to propose its own candidates.
As long as he can elicit a miraculous response from the beast god in front of the statue of the beast god Rexxar, he can be crowned Pope.
This is a simple and almost sloppy method, but in the past countless distant years, the Beamon orcs have relied on this method to elect the pope, and they have never made a mistake.
Facts have also proved that the heirs elected by this simple method—even if they are from the weak Black Iron race, will become the most prestigious and respected people in the entire Beamon orc race in the years to come.
Compared with the way humans obtained the Holy See Pope through conspiracy and massacre, the orcs are more proud of this.
Generally speaking, the probability of selecting the pope from priests and shamans is higher.
But that doesn't mean a samurai can't be pope.
In the long history of the Beamon orcs, there have been four warrior-born popes.
More importantly, the image of the legendary Beast God Rexxar is an orc warrior with the ability to summon war beasts—it's just that this Beast God has always worn a black half mask, so even Even the orc Pope couldn't tell clearly which race's face he belonged to under the mask of the beast god Rexxar.
This time the [Beast Temple] Pope succeeded, and also inherited the ancient traditions of the past.
However, none of the more than 130 candidates selected by various races could elicit a response from the Beast God by praying in front of the Rexxar sculpture in the [Beast Temple]—this means that the previous candidates were all unqualified.
The follow-up candidate recommendation and testing activities are still proceeding in an orderly manner.
The orcs firmly believe that there will be a new pope born, and they will get instructions from the beast god to lead them to the road of light.
But Pope Ernst could no longer sit still.
Because according to the agreement between him and that existence thousands of years ago, Fei will be the candidate to inherit his position, but this grandson, at this time, is actually playing closed-door training—well, although improving strength is very important, the epiphany of a warrior has a certain value. It is really hard to come by, but why is it at this time
In case I burp as soon as the time is up, what will happen next
Leaving such a mess, is it considered a broken appointment
There will be no punishment or dire consequences, will there
In the past ten days or so, Zhong Dajun—that is, poor Ernst, has been pointing in the direction of Fei's post and scolding his mother every day.
Nash, the high priest of Fox, simply lived in the post house day and night, waiting for Fei to wake up from the epiphany.
Nash was more anxious than Ernst, the biggest fake pope in history.
He worries about the fate of the race.
If the migration is not carried out, within a month, the entire [Exiled Land] will be completely swallowed by the expanding [Metal Desert] and [Bad Water Swamp], and the entire Beamon orc race will be buried with them.
The only thing worth mentioning is that the [Legion of Light] under Chambord City—that is, the black-armored demigod named Basturk and the other one hundred and one gold-armored warriors, made a huge effort to protect the Beamon orcs. Huge effort.
This group of tireless warriors shuttled through every disaster scene in [The Exiled Land], saved countless orcs who were affected by the disaster, and became the favorite warriors of the Beamon orcs.
Rumors about King Chambord having the bloodline of the Beast God Rexxar and even King Shambor being actually the reincarnation of the Beast God have already occupied a considerable market among the orcs. Many orcs who have received the favor of [Bright Legion] believe it. This kind of statement, even some people who originally doubted it, gradually became skeptical with the help of [Beast Temple] and Ernst.
Time flies by.
Just when poor Zhong Dajun was about to go berserk, news finally came.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, good news, good news, Lord Torres and Lord O'Neill of Chambord City have returned from the mainland of Azeroth."
Nash, the high priest of Fox, almost lost his shoes, and rushed in excitedly.