On the central square of Gray Stone City, on an ancient altar, Wang Xiaotian was staying on it with a helpless face. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The bored Wang Xiaotian yawned, looking at the orcs in the gray stone city below with a hint of piety in respect, and it was not good to be too lazy, so he could only try to maintain a serious appearance.

Tens of thousands of people in the city prayed at the same time, and for a time, the heavens and the earth were filled with that ancient and distant prayer words.

On the altar, several pandas spit out ancient sacrificial texts, the tone of the sacrificial texts is strange, echoing in all directions, and wisps of natural power begin to converge in the underworld.

Seeing this scene, Elder Manda's heart under the altar was suddenly shocked, and the Elder Manda, who had reached the gold level, couldn't suppress the surging spirit of his body at this moment, in his opinion, these green glows were no longer a simple force of nature, mixed with ancient rituals, and what these panda people were calling for was not the power of nature, but a law.

It was a mysterious feeling, a realm that only the golden powerhouse could glimpse.

"The power of the law!" Elder Manda muttered silently in his heart, looking at these honest panda people with a touch of solemnity in his eyes, and at this moment, he finally understood why the ancestral notes focused on the description of panda people.

The panda people, this peaceful and languid orc race, are incomparably in line with the laws of nature!

"Maybe only the legendary elves can be compared to this group of panda people!" Manda speculated in his heart, after the sacrifice sounded, he understood that this panda people were by no means simple, and they could easily call on the power of the law, which meant that only if they advanced to gold, the holy realm was just at their fingertips.

"Ancestor worship, begin!"

One of the pandamen spoke, and as his voice came out, the power of nature around him became more and more intense, and some of the old orcs even felt that their years of illness had begun to lessen.

At this moment, Manda slowly came to Wang Xiaotian with an object in his hand. Wang Xiaotian glanced at it curiously, what Elder Manda had in his hand should be the legendary twelve artifacts!

"That's ......" When Wang Xiaotian saw the artifact in Manda's hand, he was stunned.

"Isn't that the obsidian statue!"

The obsidian statue, it was this thing that cracked the magic mansion of the black stone town, and at this moment, this seemingly quaint statue was held by Elder Manda and came to Wang Xiaotian.

Without saying a word, Elder Manda was wrapped in the power of nature, and the golden fighting spirit poured into it, and with the influx of Elder Manda's golden fighting energy, the originally black obsidian statue began to gradually fade away from the black, revealing his original color.

When the black completely faded, a statue of a minotaur of unknown gold material appeared in front of Wang Xiaotian.

"Take it! you will be the king of the new generation of my twelve orcs!"

Manda handed the statue in his hand to Wang Xiaotian with a serious expression.

When Wang Xiaotian stretched out his hand to drag the golden-colored statue, the surrounding orcs began to carry out an ancient ritual, and the mighty sound of sacrifice echoed through the heavens and the earth, and at this moment, in Wang Xiaotian's opinion, these ethereal sounds of sacrifice, with the blessing of the statue in his hand, actually began to materialize.

A faint golden light floated from the sincere prayer of each orc to the statue in his hand, and whenever the golden light was about to collapse, the power of the natural laws that permeated the heavens and the earth came into play, forcibly condensing the wisps of golden light.

At this moment, Wang Xiaotian didn't understand what this golden light represented, but if there was a priesthood here now, they would definitely be able to recognize these powers, which was a realm that only gods could reach—faith.

Fanatical, religious, and with a touch of humility and simplicity, these orcs, whose hearts are full of yearning and longing for the bright future of Greystone, on this ceremony, turned the faint light in their hearts into wisps of faith and gathered through that statue to an unknowable and mysterious place.

......

When the golden light of faith continued to accumulate, Wang Xiaotian lifted the statue in his hand to the sky with his heart, and a vast, broad and profound will descended directly on the statue from a distant corner.

There was silence between heaven and earth, and only the sound of sacrifice still echoed.

In a trance, Wang Xiaotian at this time found that he was no longer in Gray Stone City.

At this moment, in the pious prayers of many orcs, Wang Xiaotian found that the environment around him had been turned upside down!

Those familiar people and objects disappeared, and the boundless void came to the face, and in the thick darkness, the faint little fluorescence was still holding on to the last ray of light, and then, a small spot of light in the distance suddenly exploded, and the light filled every corner.

After the light, Wang Xiaotian finally saw everything around him clearly.

Rumble!

It was a vast and vast battlefield! Everywhere there were great beings with a strong aura, they were roaring, and they were fighting a terrifying battle, and what made Wang Xiaotian smack his tongue was that the background of their battlefield was actually the void and vast universe.

When Wang Xiaotian tried to see the terrifying battlefield clearly, some of them seemed to be covered with a veil, and both sides of the battle were hazy, unable to see or touch.

But in the haze, Wang Xiaotian still saw a lot of staggering things.

A golden creature roared, crisscrossing the entire battlefield, across several planets, that creature was covered with a layer of golden light, that was different from the golden aura of the golden powerhouse, it was an indescribable majesty and tallness, let out a roar, that terrible creature wantonly impacted everything, like a round of the sun.

On the other side, a giant couldn't see his face clearly, wearing battle armor, stepping on the void, accompanied by thunder, silently rushing into the battlefield, and behind him, countless smaller giants followed.

......

This is a vast battlefield beyond Wang Xiaotian's imagination, some creatures suspected of the mythical era are fighting here! But there is not only magic and fighting spirit here, on the other side, warships and mecha groups full of magic and technology are lying among the stars, countless warships burst out with strong firepower, and the fire of the ship's guns even covers the starlight......

Just when Wang Xiaotian was shocked, a layer of shadow enveloped the entire battlefield.

Roar!

With a roar, a cold light crossed the shadows, tore through the shadows, and a minotaur wearing ancient armor and carrying an indescribable ancient aura walked out of the picture! As soon as he appeared, the entire dark cloud that enveloped the battlefield was instantly suppressed.

As if sensing something, he glanced at the direction where Wang Xiaotian was, and his mouth emitted a strange syllable, very ancient and obscure.

Rumble!

At that moment, Wang Xiaotian felt a great horror, just one look, across an unknown amount of time and space, he even breathed a little unwell, and for what the ancient minotaur said, in the dark, Wang Xiaotian understood that meaning.

"I've been here, I've conquered!"