Legend has it that during the autumn harvest festival, the orcs would sacrifice the teeth of the strongest prey they had ever hunted to the orc god Gułush, perhaps as part of the so-called sacrificial ritual.

At this moment, Martin saw it clearly.

The skin and muscles of the old orc's body dried up at a rate visible to the naked eye, as if the body had opened a floodgate, and all the liquid in it had been drained.

The corners of Martin's eyes twitched.

"Bastard! Sacrifice is as simple as that. ”

The orc shaman can use witchcraft to give other orcs chicken blood, increase attack, defense and vitality. But the orc god is clearly a slammer. He doesn't just give divine power to believers.

The wool comes out of the sheep.

If you want to strengthen someone, you must first weaken someone.

Seeing that the reinforcement object of the old shaman who danced the great god was actually the giant in front of him, Martin smiled heartily.

Who do you think you are?

Even your little vitality also wants to strengthen a giant in the standard sense?

Is it that an elephant is injured and needs a blood transfusion, and you can save the elephant by donating blood with a mouse?

Stop laughing at the dead.

Here, as soon as the smile climbed up the corner of Martin's mouth, it immediately froze.

"it!"

Through the system's built-in telescope, Martin clearly saw that beside the old orc shaman, there were six younger shamans. They actually pulled out a bone knife, and without saying a word, they directly gave themselves a hard blow to the heart.

If so, forget it.

On the periphery of the seven shamans, I don't know when a circle of black orcs was around.

As the glory of the orc clan, and as the existence of the shaman strengthened to the extreme with witchcraft, every black orc can be described as an elite who has been hardened with a large amount of blood and life!

But now, nearly a hundred black orcs did not hesitate to sacrifice their lives to the orc god.

Not only that, but on the periphery, there were more than five hundred strong orcs, who followed and pierced their hearts with bone knives.

This handiwork......

What a bunker!

This is a scene that was not expected before the start of the war, but felt reasonable after the start of the war.

If you don't fight hard when you are on the verge of extinction, will you really wait for humans to slaughter all the skull-splitting orcs one by one?

In the void above Martin's head, it was a subspace unimaginable to mortals, and this was where the realm of the gods commonly known to mortals was located.

The Red Knight sat on her throne in the temple of the knights she had inherited. Most of his face is obscured by the helmet, and the only exposed eye appears a little agitated.

"There's no need to be nervous, if Martin Lorraine really exists as we imagined, he wouldn't have lost without helping. "The one who spoke was a doppelganger of Sigma, the god of light.

This veteran human deity with the appearance of a kind white-haired old man was sitting in the direction of the Red Knight's hand.

"It's me who is upset. The Red Knight admitted.

"In the world of Kaos, humanity has been vulnerable for thousands of years. This time, it was the old human gods who couldn't resist it and sent a distress signal to the Endless Void. I hope that the transcendent beings who agree with the principles of humanity will help the humans of the Kaos world. Sigma confessed.

"Yes! If we're not mistaken, so is the one behind Martin Lorraine. The Red Knight said.

"There is no doubt about the traces of divinity in him, as long as he is on the side of the Terrans, he is our partner. As for other things, there is no need to force it. Actually, I also want to see what a powerful god is behind Martin Lorraine......"

In fact, both Sigma and the Red Knight guessed wrong.

They sensed the faint divinity of the fragments of Gilgamesh's soul in Martin's body. But Gilgamesh himself is not a true God. He is a half-human, half-god, a man in Sumerian mythology who is supposed to be the bridge between humans and gods. The problem is that this wayward guy is the existence of the gods, and no god will buy it. In a sense, Gilgamesh is the end of the existence of the gods.

Pressing the treasure on Martin, Sigma can also be said to be in a hurry to go to the doctor.

At this moment, although it was thousands of meters away, it seemed as if it happened right in front of Martin, and a strange ripple rippled in the bloody battlefield.

It was like an isolated ripple that began on the calm lake of blood, spread out in all directions, and quickly passed by his side.

It was as if rumbling thunder sounded in my ears.

The blood of the self-sacrificing shamans and orcs gathered at the feet of the old shaman as if it were alive.

The pool of blood also began to ripple layer by layer, and a layer of black mist seemed to float on the blood tide, and one after another black hieroglyphs emerged from the blood mist and gradually disappeared.

The old shaman slowly raised his eyelids, and his cloudy gaze also crossed the space, and Martin, who was more than a kilometer away, glanced at it.

He grinned silently with his big, foul black mouth.

It was a mockery, a curse.

In the next second, a scarlet flame ignited on his body, and this terrifying flame instantly burned his body, and every part of his body was scattered like scattered leaves.

Throughout the battlefield, ghosts cried wolves.

The blood of thousands of newly dead orcs was also stirred.

The terrifying tide of blood suddenly gushed up, forming a huge pillar of blood, and actually tried to cross a distance of a thousand meters, rushed over, and blessed the giant's body.

"Phew, I'm dead!" Martin struck.

【King's Wealth】Launched!

Far away in Lorraineburg, 100,000 gold coins evaporated in an instant.

Above Martin's head, a golden light hung down from mid-air, passed through his body, and hit the top of Martin's head below.

Countless golden dots of light in the shape of gold coins exploded on Martin's skull like splashes of molten steel.

Around Martin, ancient and illusory Sumerian runes were generated on their own. These runes formed a magic circle, and the golden points of light were absorbed by the simple patterns and runes in the magic circle.

As if in the blink of an eye, Martin was simply a god.

Those golden energies refracted beams of holographic projections into the air through the rune array.

In the beam, ancient Sumerian runes are transported into the projection at high speed.

Around, everyone who saw this scene was deeply shocked by this transcendent scene, which was more shocking than seeing a rare witch cast a spell, or seeing a divine envoy come into the world to set off a storm or something.

Everyone watched, and Martin's eyes, which were haunted by the golden light, widened and his eyes were scarlet.

Wisps of domineering scarlet aura jumped from Martin's handsome face, and in an instant, red turned to gold, stretching to his hair.

Originally, Martin was standard brunette, but now he actually has ear-length blonde hair. But it was clear that Martin's blonde hair was actually made of golden beams of energy.

Martin's majestic voice rang out: "Just a blood sacrifice wants to deal with me? ridiculous...... Get out of here!"

In mid-air, a huge golden sword with a length of more than ten meters was finally condensed before the blood pillar arrived.