1039. Mobilization before migration

"Fuck, I've been crows all my life, there's no way. Speaking of his tried and tested crow's mouth kung fu, the Pope himself was also very helpless.

After a pause, he remembered something again, threw a black storage ring to Sun Fei, and said, "Haven't you always wanted to know about the method of condensing the godhead?" [Beast God Temple] does have a collection of books in this area, but with your current status, you can't enter the arsenal of the Beamon orcs to read the books, so I have found out some classics in related aspects, and they are all in this ring, you can take your own time and look at it." ”

"Oh, great, thank you so much. Sun Fei was overjoyed.

That's a lot of money.

Now among the human races on the Azeroth Continent, due to thousands of years of war and strife and some other unknown reasons, there are no classics related to condensing godhead, and countless demigod-level powerhouses are stuck in this level and cannot break through to become a true god-level existence, Sun Fei's [Barbarian Mode] has reached the peak of the demigod-level, if you master the method of condensing Godhead, you can completely 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 Azeroth continent, they would only cause a chaotic battle among demigod-level powerhouses.

"Haha, no thanks. Ernst smiled very strangely: "The classics in it are enough for you to read slowly for a year and a half, and the method of condensing the godhead is not simple, otherwise, there will not be only a small number of people in this world who have become gods." ”

Sun Fei's spiritual power entered the storage ring and looked at it, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then glared at Ernst angrily, and said: "Your sister, you are really a fucking crow's mouth, there are not a thousand books in this, but there are also eight hundred, right?

......

In the afternoon of the same day, the Dark Demon Armor quietly returned to the [City of Beamon] with one hundred and one secret gold battle spirits, and found His Majesty the King who lived in the post house near the square of the [Beast God Temple] - of course, the sudden generals who existed at the peak level of more than a hundred Great Sun Venerable Rank could not hide from the real orc powerhouses in the city, but these orc powerhouses could not say anything other than being shocked by the strength of Sun Fei's forces.

"Mission accomplished?"

Sun Fei threw down the more than 1,000 pages of an extremely irritating book written by the orc who didn't know that his head had been caught by the door called "On the Difference Between Man and God", looked at the flattering dark demon armor, and asked.

"Great and honorable master of Qiqi, everything is done, a total of 20,000 silver crystals have been brought, according to your orders, they are all on their own initiative, I have not forced them at all, and [No. 1] They now have extremely powerful combat power, no less than me. ”

Dark Armor Basturk replied honestly.

"Yes, that's good. Sun Fei praised this new sycophant with great satisfaction.

These 20,000 silver crystals are definitely a great fortune, in addition to being equipped in five thousand ready-made secret gold war puppets, you can also use [Black Iron Essence] and [Demon Bones] to create some armor puppets, engrave magic arrays, and inlay silver crystals into them to make a new armor battle spirit, even if it is not as powerful as the secret gold war spirit, it is enough to resist millions of divisions, and with the hardness of the silver crystal, it is extremely difficult to damage, so the armor war spirit is also a renewable resource.

Once the plan is complete, Chambord City will become the undisputed First Empire on the mainland.

After thinking about it for a while, Sun Fei sounded the plan that Pope Ernst had said to himself at the end of the day, called the dark demon armor to his side, and whispered like this.

"Rest assured, master, this kind of thing, small is the best at it. ”

After hearing this, the Dark Demon Armor patted his chest and reassured, and then left the [City of Beamon] with [No. 1] and one other secret gold battle spirits.

"Rub, this slut is becoming more and more like a real person. Sun Fei scolded with a smile, and continued to look through the classics on how to become a god in the storage ring, like a tadpole looking for his mother in the sea, opening them one by one to find the big answers he needed.

Over the next few days, the frequency of various natural disasters in the Exiled Lands became more frequent.

The entire Bimon orc race was completely plunged into an atmosphere of panic like never before.

Taking advantage of this time, the [Beast God Temple], the ten golden races, and the forty-one silver powerful races jointly issued a call to the entire Beamon orcs, believing that it was time to return to the continent of Azeroth, which had been separated for thousands of years, and return to the ancient homeland with pleasant scenery, green grass, picturesque scenery, and milk, rice, wheat and honey everywhere.

At the same time, the supreme Pope Ernst asked His Highness Lexa for divination for the twenty-hundred-and-fiftieth time at the cost of his own life, and received a response, saying that the reason why the Exiled Lands were frequent was because the Beast God believed that his people should return to the mainland to regain the lost glory of the Bimon clan in the past, instead of staying in this barren exile to waste their ambitions.

The current catastrophe is in stark contrast to the prophesied beautiful old home.

The orcs who were in pain, with no choice and almost no resistance, set off a migration meeting in their former ancestral homeland in a short period of time, and the entire tribe mobilized to prepare for the great migration of the race.

And about the alliance between the [Beast God Temple] and the human kingdom Chambord City, it is also appropriate to let it out.

After the initial surprise and surprise, most orcs basically accepted this choice.

After all, in the propaganda of the priests and shamans of the Temple of the Beast God, humanity is now the undisputed overlord of the continent of Azeroth, with great strength, and Alexander, the king of Chambord City, is also promoted as a very compassionate, benevolent, noble, and chivalrous human king.

What's more, it is not known who first spread it, saying that the Chambord King has one-tenth of the Beamon orc blood flowing in his body, and it is the ancient remnant of the Beamon orc clan left behind on the continent of Azeroth thousands of years ago......

There is another more exaggerated and shocking theory that the Chambord King Alexander has a very mysterious identity - in fact, he is a descendant of the extinct Golden Beamons, who hold the ancient powers of the Beamons, and many of the ten Golden Races have witnessed the Chambord King incarnate as the Bill Bear and fight the Wolf Wolf and the Dire Beasts.

And the revival of the bloodline of the Beamon royal family is considered to be an important evidence that the beast god Lexa finally began to pity the orcs, inspiring countless low-level orcs who are in confusion and despair, and making them firm in their faith again.

Of course, not everyone believes this.

But that's okay anymore.

Because in the face of the devastating natural disasters that appeared everywhere, there were more than 100 extremely powerful mysterious peerless powerhouses, as if sensing the prayers of the orcs in the disaster, appeared in the disaster scene, and blessed the poor orcs with their strong strength, not only saved them from the disaster, but also sent all kinds of food and other materials, saving thousands of grassroots orcs.

"We are the warriors of His Majesty Alexander, fighting for the Bimon Orcs!"

This was the answer left by this group of powerhouses whose bodies were shrouded in golden armor when asked about their identity.

In particular, the leader of the peerless powerhouse in black armor, with a kind attitude and leading the way, shouted blood-pumping slogans such as 'Long live the friendship between Chambord City and the Beamon orcs' and 'May the glory of His Majesty Alexander bless the orcs', regardless of his personal safety, and charged at the forefront of resisting disasters and rescuing the orcs, touching countless Beamon orcs.

As time passed, the prestige of Alexander, the king of Chambord, among the Bimon orcs, rose dramatically.