"O ancient beast god, listen to the prayers of your most loyal subjects......"

Nash, the High Priest of Fox, sang a mysterious ballad of quaint vicissitudes and pathos./

A strange power came out of the song, and a trace of strange power fluctuations suddenly flashed on the stone wall in front of him, and a shadow pattern appeared on the texture of the rock, and a door-like pattern appeared, and the orcs first knelt down at the door, and then got up and walked to the door-like pattern, as if through the wall, and entered the stone wall.

This should be the power of the legendary orc clan's war song.

A type of totemic power, almost the chanting of a magic spell, but a third power independent of vindictive energy and magic.

Sun Fei and the messengers of Chambord City followed closely behind, and entered the stone wall as if they were piercing through the wall.

Inside is an extremely empty and huge mountainside space that can accommodate at least 10,000 people.

There are faintly blooming totem patterns on the four walls, making this space not dark, in the middle of the space, on top of a bright red altar, a huge quaint stone gate with a height of more than 20 meters, standing majestically.

"This is the beginning of the ancient path of blood of the Beamon orcs. High Priest Fawkes and the other orc powerhouses all had divine and solemn expressions on their faces.

The former said seriously: "Your Majesty, do you know why this ancient road is called the Blood Ancient Road? That's because, on this teleportation ancient road, there are more than a hundred such bright red altar stone gates, and each altar stone gate is made of a former sage of the orc clan of the True God Realm, with his own flesh and blood, life, and soul. Exile Land], this road is really paved with blood bit by bit!"

Speaking of this, every orc powerhouse was already in tears.

A thousand years have passed, and the orcs have heard the same story thousands of times from birth to the present, but standing in front of the stone gate of the blood-colored teleportation altar that can still be used after this thousand years, any Bimon orc will weep and pay tribute to the heroes who paid the price of their lives for the continuation of the race with their souls.

Without these heroes who selflessly sacrificed everything, perhaps the Beamon orc race would have disappeared in the vast river of history.

In the hearts of Sun Fei and the others, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

One hundred and eight true god-level powerhouses?

Did the Beamon orcs ever be so strong?

Although he had known that the Endless Forest Sea was extremely terrifying, he had never imagined that the Beamon Orc Clan had to pay one hundred and eight True God-level powerhouses to open up a blood ancient path...... It is conceivable that a thousand years ago, what kind of tragic and magnificent things happened, it was definitely an epic scene.

Sun Fei thought of a deeper layer.

What kind of terrible enemy is it, even the Beamon orcs, who have at least one hundred and eight true gods, have to flee in the wilderness, and they don't even have the courage to fight to the death?

A thousand years ago, on the continent of Azeroth, what terrible things happened, which put the gods and demons to sleep, and made the powerful alien races flee one after another, and only the human race survived and became the new overlord of the continent?

Sun Fei knows too little information about this.

Only the [Doomsday Blood Diary] found in the last ancestral land of the dwarven clan in the back mountain vaguely revealed a little bit of information, but it didn't make it clear what that terrible demon was.

These days, Sun Fei has also asked Nash, the high priest of Fox, about it, but unfortunately Nash can't explain it clearly.

Now standing in front of this altar stone gate infused by the essence, flesh and blood, divine power, and soul of a true god-level existence, even everyone in Chambord City felt a shock, a magnificent aura full of historical dust and epic tragedy.

Nash, the High Priest of Fox, sang a tactful and tragic war song again.

Bright singing, like a rumbling war drum, with a strange melody, stirred in the void.

Soon, blood-colored flames of light appeared on the entire blood-colored altar, injecting into the stone gate more than twenty meters high.

"May the supreme divine beast temper your people, I, Jabbar the Bill, am willing to open the door to the habitat with my own body, three lives and seven lives, not into reincarnation, with my blood, to protect the Beamon orcs, my people, must ...... Stay strong and survive!"

An ancient roar and call rang in everyone's ears.

A crimson ball of light was inspired from the giant gate, and the phantom of a huge giant bear clan true god powerhouse loomed.

His eyes contained sorrow and pity, and with a tear of his hands, he tore a blood-colored passage in the giant gate, flowing with the breath of ancient vicissitudes.

The phantom quickly vanished, and the teleportation channel stabilized.

O'Neal, the Bill Bearman powerhouse, has burst into tears.

This first blood-colored altar sacrificed a true god ancestor of the Bill Bear Clan.

"Pass quickly, don't waste the energy of the altar. ”

Nash, the High Priest of Fox, reminded the group, and then led the way into the Scarlet Passage.

Sun Fei and the others entered.

In the next moment, the blood-colored altar fell silent again.

The totemic flames around the mountain's belly space also disappeared in an instant, and the boundless darkness reoccupied the place, leaving only a soul that had died a thousand years ago, waiting in solitude, waiting for the next opportunity to dedicate its strength.

......

When the light came from front of him again, Sun Fei opened his eyes.

A biting cold wind blew in the face of a white valley covered in snow and ice.

The terrain of the valley is extremely hidden, with clusters of white ice peaks towering on all sides, leaving only a palm-sized piece of sky, and there is only a sheep's intestine path leading to the outside of the valley, which is also blocked by the orc clan with the power of icicle totems, and ordinary people can't find a way out or in at all.

The snow on the ground was extremely thick, and the goose-feathered snow was flying, and the cold wind was sharp and blew on the face like a knife.

Fortunately, everyone is extremely strong, and such a cold cannot threaten everyone's safety.

As Sun Fei expected, in this hidden ice valley, there was also a blood-colored altar and a giant gate of rock.

It seems that this is the second stop of the [Beamon Orc Golden Ancient Road].

At the same time, it also means that a thousand years ago, the second true god-level powerhouse of the orc clan fell here, and with his own life and soul, he tore a teleportation channel to the next station for his people.

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