Because it was a space-time teleportation, Sun Fei couldn't perceive how far the last teleportation was, but if it was conservatively estimated, he was only afraid that it would be more than one million kilometers.

High Priest Fawkes sang the battle song of the orcs.

In the midst of the ice and snow, a ray of brilliance bloomed on the blood-colored altar, and another orc phantom with a fishtail appeared, tearing a blood-colored passage into the distance in the frame of the stone gate.

"This is a Fei Shi Clan's fish-man true god powerhouse, but unfortunately, he paid with his life and opened the altar, but the Fei Shi Clan was not able to go to the [Land of Exile], and on the way, because of covering the retreat of other clansmen, all of them were killed. ”

High Priest Fawkes was very clear about the origin of the one hundred and eight blood-colored altars, pointed to the orc phantom that appeared just now, and introduced it to Sun Fei with great sadness.

This is the god who is truly worthy of the admiration of all peoples. Sun Fei bowed solemnly with all the people of the Chambord Mission: "I believe that no Beamon orc will forget him." ”

"This is for sure, the one hundred and eight statues in the Temple of the Beast God are the sustenance of the faith and soul of the Orc race. Although the High Priest of Fox was sad, his eyebrows were full of undisguised pride: "In this world, only the orcs can have such a noble and great hero. ”

Sun Fei was silent, but he also admitted it in his heart.

The Beamon orcs are indeed a great race that people have to respect and sigh about.

"Let's go. "The orc powerhouses are the first to enter the Scarlet Portal.

......

After thirty-three similar teleportation blood altars in a row, it was nighttime.

The crowd camped and rested in a secluded mountainside space.

At this time, the location is already in the middle of the endless forest sea, no one knows what kind of terrifying demonic beasts exist in the forest, a terrifying roar that is enough to penetrate the stone wall is terrifying, no one wants to go out of the mountain space to take a look outside.

According to the introduction of High Priest Fox, a thousand years ago, in addition to the true god-level powerhouses who turned themselves into altar teleportation stone gates, in order to protect ordinary people, in order to gain time to build altars, and in order to clear the threat, in the process of fighting with the terrifying existence in the middle of the endless forest sea, there were countless strong people who fell from the orc race, including even a god-king level supreme existence of the Rhine Lion Clan, who also fell here.

Only the stone walls of the mountain, blessed with the blood of the lion god king, can block the impact of those terrifying existences and not be detected by them.

At this time, Sun Fei and the powerhouses of Chambord City no longer dared to have any contempt for the Bimon orcs.

Indeed, they don't have weapons made of steel, they devour Terran delicacies, and they envy everything in Chambord, even the coarse cloth worn by ordinary civilians is a treasure...... This group of orcs, they seem to be extremely poor, like hillbillies who have never seen much of the world, nothing.

But they have a great spirit, a great faith, an invincible will.

This is indeed a very terrible and respectable race.

......

Nothing was said all night.

On the second day, this uninterrupted transmission began again.

Singing the battle song of the orc clan and opening the portal is obviously a very energy-consuming process, with the strength of the high priest of the Fox clan at the level of a demigod, after opening sixty-six blood-colored altar portals in a row, he also felt a strong tiredness, and it was difficult to hide the fatigue on his face.

The crowd had to stay in a mountainside space for two full days before they began to continue their journey.

For Sun Fei, it was simply an unimaginable spiritual pilgrimage.

Every time he went to a blood-colored altar, when the soul phantom of the ancient orc true god-level powerhouse who had been dead for a thousand years appeared, listening to the touching and generous words they left a thousand years ago, every time Sun Fei felt that his blood was boiling, as if on that night, he saw the Zenit Martial Saint Krasic fighting several martial saints of other empires, and finally his body turned into flying ashes, fluttering in the sky above the great rivers and mountains of the empire.

The spiritual shock along the way also made Sun Fei more and more determined to form an alliance with the orc clan.

Although the hearts of non-people of our race must be different, such a great family has unparalleled noble qualities and is definitely a partner that can be trusted.

One hundred and eight blood-colored altar portals, I don't know how far the teleportation was, Sun Fei felt that he was afraid that he had never traveled such a long way in his life.

Along the way, the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter were repeated several times, which made His Majesty finally begin to feel that the geographical knowledge he had learned in his previous life began to work, and the so-called continent of Azeroth should also be a circular planet.

To be honest, because this continent was too big before, Sun Fei always felt that this continent might be a parallel continent floating in the dimensional space in response to the theory of a round heaven and a round land.

It wasn't until about ten days later that the ancient road of blood of the Beamon orcs came to an end.

Coming out of the last teleportation array, there is a forest valley with dense forests and trees in front of you, with a pleasant climate, green mountains and clear waters, birds and flowers, and extremely beautiful scenery.

Under the leadership of High Priest Fawkes, he walked out of the valley, and did not go far, when the sound of waves was heard in his ears.

Walking to the open place, Sun Fei found that the endless forest sea had finally come to an end, and this was a coastline.

The endless sky blue waves roll up and down, and the huge seabirds fly and chirp in the sky, the sea and the sky are the same color, which makes people feel suddenly bright, and sweeps away the monotony and bitterness of more than ten days.

"Huh, are we already in the [Land of Exile]?" the sycophant Oleg looked around and said with a smile: "It looks good here, and there are no terrifying monsters around, there are mountains, trees, water, and coastlines......"

Before the words fell, on the rolling sea in the distance, waves of more than 100 meters suddenly surged.

In the distance, two terrifying huge sea beasts with a body of more than a kilometer were struggling and roaring in the water and fighting frantically, the roar shook the sky, and a powerful breath came to him, Oleg was suddenly frightened and turned pale, and his fat body squatted on the ground with a butt.

The orcs burst out laughing.

Oleg scratched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly, "Well, even if I didn't say anything. ”

"In this sea area, there are countless extremely terrifying giant beasts, comparable to demigods, in the deeper ocean, there are a lot of more terrifying existences, some are amphibious, at night, will be on the coastline, although most of the sea beasts are still mild, but there are also violent and murderous sea beasts, in the past, the Beamon orcs had stayed here for a period of time, and finally had to continue to migrate, this place is not suitable for intelligent races to live. ”

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