Chapter 35: The Power of the Giants

"Boy, you're in for a big deal!" said Milgah, grim after hearing Mondo's story. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Agamagan has been looking for a spokesperson, the boar man has never grown, it seems that he has chosen you. Boy, it's not a good thing to be looked upon by the gods, especially Agamagan, who has always wanted to regain his footing on the land of the Karen Continent. Sooner or later you will face him, it's just a matter of time. ”

"Why did he choose me?" Mondo had been wondering.

"Perhaps, he is a blind boar!" said Milgar, baring his fangs.

Mondo pursed his lips in dissatisfaction and continued, "If you purify his divine powers, won't it be all right?" just like the story of the legendary hero Grom. ”

Grom, the name is very loud in the continent of Karen. There are as many people who hate him as there are those who worship him!

He is the greatest legendary hero of the Orcs, and is still enshrined in the Temple of War in Ogurita, and Dorot is known by no one for his name. The leader of the Orc Fireblade Clan, the legendary strongest Sword Master, and the only Sword Master in the Orc Empire with a legendary rank.

Rookie, Elite, Elite, Hero, Legendary, Epic.

This is the rank of power that all classes in the Karen Continent follow. Whether you're a berserker, a shaman, an arcane master, a golden warrior, a grand druid, a necromancer...... Although each class has its own way of progressing, it all follows the determination of this rank.

According to Mondo's personal understanding, the rank of the Karen Continent is similar to the title of the previous life. Regardless of the profession, whether it is a teacher or a doctor, there are primary, intermediate and senior professional titles. It corresponds to the assessment and judgment of the ability of professionals.

The hero rank is already the pinnacle of this world. And the Legendary Rank, which can almost be called a god-like existence, must be looked up.

As for the epic rank, it is only circulated in human poetry, and it cannot be verified.

Grom, the only legendary powerhouse in the Orc Empire and a close comrade-in-arms of the Great Chief Gesar, was once contaminated by demonic blood and his soul fell into darkness. There are countless heroes and strong people who died under his sword.

Later, with Gesar's help, he purified his mind and slew the demon lord with his own hands, so that his people could successfully free themselves from the slavery of demons.

"What happened to you is not the same as Grom! Agamagan is not an evil god, he is an ancient god, fundamentally different from those fallen demons. Milgar shook his head, "Agamagam is not trying to pollute your soul, he has given you the power to serve him and pave the way for him to come to earth. ”

"I'm only for the orcs!" Mondo shook his head firmly, wanting to buy me with just one blessing, and Agamagan was too naïve.

"Do you have a choice when you are favored by the gods?" said a mocking look on Millga's face, "and isn't it also an honor to serve the gods?"

"No, my path is only for me to decide!" Mondo shook his fist and roared, "I will not give in to any god, I would rather fight to the death than give in!"

"In front of the gods, all vows are a joke. Unless, you have more power than the gods. Millega said coldly, "Only by killing gods can you control your own destiny." ”

Stronger than God? Mondo fell into deep thought, all along, he tried his best to cultivate, hoping that he would become stronger step by step, but he never thought about how strong he would be. Or, being a hero, you're already satisfied.

At least, he never imagined that one day he would surpass the gods!

However, the cruel reality tells him that there is no way back in the future. Mondo sighed, life is really like this, in addition to being down-to-earth, you must also look up at the starry sky.

He raised his head sharply and asked, "Ordinary people, can you slaughter gods?"

"Hmph, in order to survive on the Karen continent, we orcs have slaughtered more than one demigod. Millega snorted coldly, his tone full of pride.

"I see!" Mondo's confused eyes suddenly became extremely intense, "Thank you, Milgar!"

"Yes, what do you know? Tell me!" said Millerga, baring his fangs.

"Agamagam is no longer an obstacle to me, he should be a stepping stone for me to become stronger!"

"Good understanding!" Millega grinned and smirked, "Now, I'm going to teach you the true power of giants! ”

"You've learned the power of giants in the concentration camp, but it's a forged war song, for the convenience of all orcs. The true power of the giants, called the Horn of the Titans, is the most powerful secret battle song of the ancient Twilight Hammer clan. ”

"To cultivate the Horn of the Giant God, you must be guided by the battle cry of a berserker. In fact, all powerful war songs, including the logging songs you first learned, would not have been able to comprehend their artistic conception without the guidance of my fighting spirit. ”

"In Dorot, only those who have achieved the highest rank of feats are eligible to be taught the first three battle songs of the Horn of the Titans. You're lucky that not only have I cultivated the Titan Horn, but I also happen to know how to teach others. ”

Milega stared at Mondo, "Now, I'm going to blow the first weight of the thorn of the giant god, and if you can withstand it, then officially start cultivating." ”

"Are you ready?"

Are you ready!

Millerga's words, like the beating of war drums, broke the silence and peace of the night of Razor Ridge, and an indescribable huge momentum spread from him.

Mondo saw that Milgar's body seemed to become more majestic and taller, like a giant standing on top of the heavens and the earth. It's an illusion, and it's real. A powerful momentum emanated from the giant's body, like a mountain crushing against him.

"Click! click!"

The muscles, muscles, bones, and nerves of the whole body were suddenly invisibly compressed. Before the horn of the giant god sounded, the wordless momentum had already weighed down Mondo and could barely raise his head, and the bones of his whole body clicked.

Resist! Even if you die, you will never bend down!

Mondo gritted his teeth and held his head high, meeting the spiritual coercion that was comparable to substance. He knew that this was a berserker-level spiritual power.

The ability of orc berserkers to unleash their battle howls, the earth-shattering roar, the near-substance spiritual fear, has been the nightmare of countless human warriors for the rest of their lives.

The so-called war cry is actually a mental attack.

"Whew!" "Wow!"

The battle song sounds!

What Mondo heard was that a mountain had cracked and collapsed, and an ancient and savage force had weighed on his head. This is a war song that is completely different from the logging song and the frost stone skin, full of majestic and majestic atmosphere, with rolling coercion, majestic crushing.

This is the power that can destroy the opponent's body and spirit, and destroy the body and spirit at the same time! It is not difficult to destroy the physical body, but it is as difficult as shaking the spiritual will of the warrior directly...... The horseman is not to be taken away.