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Chapter 1005: The Early Form of the Covenant (Part Two)

However, Fei's attitude almost moved this priest of the Fox Clan to tears.

Without hesitation, the king replied, "No problem. I can promise that when the brave and passionate orcs get out of the Endless Sea of Forests, Chambord will do everything in its power to help a friend. We are friends, right?"

"Your Majesty, the behemoth orcs will forever remember your generosity and kindness." Great Priest Nash instantly showed more respect toward Fei, and he felt a little ashamed since he had thought that the king would be more selfish.

The image of an honorable, generous, bright, and powerful human ruler was ironed into Nash's mind.

The king almost laughed on the spot due to joy.

Fei thought to himself, "What is our purpose for spending so many resources? We want the orcs to hold gratitude toward us!"

Although Fei was laughing in his mind, he put on a caring expression and asked, "Tonight, I will host a farewell party for you. Oh, on the way back, do you need Chambord to provide any help?"

Great Priest Nash thought of something and voiced one request.

"To return Your Majesty's kindness, I want Your Majesty to send a few envoys to return to the [Banished Land] with us. My peers such as O'Neal and I will try our best to convince the king clans of Behemoth and the Beast God Palace, and we will make the orcs and Chambord into the closest allies and best friends before the caskets of our ancestors who sacrificed themselves for us."

While he said that, Nash added, "Your Majesty, don't worry. By coming here, we have already opened the ancient path. My peers and I will use our lives to guarantee the safety of the envoys."

"Oh, I see." Fei already had a plan in mind, so he asked, "How long would it take to go to the [Banished Land] from Chambord and back?"

"With strength on the level of my peers and I and traveling through the Ancient Path of Blood of Behemoth, we would arrive at the [Banished Land] in about half a month."

"Half a month? Going there? This fast?" Fei was quite surprised.

He thought that it would take them about a year. After all, it was rumored that gods couldn't even travel through the Endless Sea of Forests. With the full traveling speed of a peak Burning Sun Lord, they could travel about five million kilometers in half a month. This distance between the [Banished Land] and Chambord was much shorter than Fei had anticipated. The only explanation for this was that the Ancient Path of Blood of Behemoth was mysterious and could greatly shorten the distance."

"If this is the case, there is no need for envoys." Fei quickly made the decision, and he said sincerely, "I will go with you."

Allying with the orcs, resolving the impact of the orcs' emigration, and increasing Chambord's strength were all important strategic matters that concerned the kingdom and the Zenit Empire's future.

Since this was so important, Fei wasn't sure about sending other people as envoys to the [Banished Land].

Also, all the high-level officials were busy right now. After looking around and thinking for a while, Fei discovered that everyone was working overtime to help the kingdom get stronger, and only him, the delegating lord, had enough time to go to the headquarters of the Behemoth Orc Tribe for an adventure.

After all, Great Priest Nash wasn't the ruler of the Behemoth Orc Tribe. If anything unpleasant happened in the [Banished Land], Fei was powerful enough to deal with it and not worry about his safety.

Chapter 1006: Ancient Path of Blood of Behemoth (Part One)

Nash didn't think that much.

This priest of the Fox Clan who was almost completely brainwashed by the king was thrilled, and he replied, "Your Majesty, if you can come with us, that would be perfect! With your charisma, I'm sure that the king clans of Behemoth and the Beast God Palace will agree to the alliance between the orcs and Chambord."

The fact that the King of Chambord was going to the [Banished Land] himself showed the importance that Chambord placed on the Behemoth Orc Tribe.

Fei laughed and thought, "The human society sure is a big color pot. A simple-minded orc like Great Priest Nash only stayed in Chambord for about ten days, and he already learned how to flatter others precisely. Did he contract this from Oleg the Flatterer? Is the ability to flatter a contagious disease?"

After getting everything organized, Great Priest Nash left the palace joyously to do the last bit of preparation before leaving.

Then, Fei instantly summoned Brook, Bast, and Old Aryang in secret, and he told his most trusted officials his decision.

The three were already used to the king's ideas. Aside from worrying about his safety and asking him to bring a few guards with him, they didn't object.

After thinking for a while, it seemed like the king rarely stayed inside the kingdom; he was always on the road doing something. In the last two years, the Chambord Kingdom was used to the king not being home; it could perfectly operate and run smoothly without Fei being here.

The three wise people talked about every single detail of the king's plan, and they considered all possibilities. To make sure that the king would be safe, they made a series of plans such as Plan A, B, C, D, and E.

Although they were nagging a little, the king was still touched. It was clear that these three people truly cared about him and weren't doing this to get on his good side.

Of course, just like before, Fei's whereabouts were top-secret. Except for a few top-level officials, no one knew that Human Emperor Alexander of the North was going to leave his kingdom again.

The departure date was decided; it was going to be three days later.

By that time, the Mad Scientists Laboratory would have finished modifying the first 1,000 mystical gold war puppets, and they could be put into use.

Fei planned to separate these 1,000 'ironmen' that were all in the low-tier Morning Sun Realm into two groups. The king was going to station 500 'ironmen' at Chambord as defensive forces, and he would carry the other 500 in his storage ring; they could be taken out at critical moments as trump cards. After all, these 'ironmen' didn't have life and soul, so they could be stored in the storage rings.

At the same time, Chambord was preparing gifts.

Three days passed by quickly, and Fei went to the Capital of Anji.

This time, the Mad Scientists Laboratory didn't disappoint him, and they delivered the 1,000 modified 'ironmen' on time.

Inside these sets of mythical gold armor, Cain created energy storage arrays for keeping energy. Also, since the power source was the Worldstone instead of high-level magic crystals, the combat strength of these 'ironmen' increased, barely reaching the mid-tier Morning Sun Realm. Another feature was that they could battle for one hour after charging using the Worldstone aside from being able to move around for a much longer period.

"Hahaha! With these war puppets in hand, I can do anything in the world!"

After the king used 60 percent of his strength to defeat one of the mystical gold war puppets, he was greatly pleased, and he copied the showy words of Dongfang Bubai, a famous master in a traditional wuxia novel.

Chapter 1006: Ancient Path of Blood of Behemoth (Part Two)

The 1,000 mystical gold war puppets were put into 20 top-tier storage rings. After everything was done, the king put the ten silver rings onto his fingers like someone who suddenly got rich overnight, looking low and uneducated.

After returning to Chambord, Fei charged 500 'ironmen' and placed them in the old Chambord City and Sky City. The king left a spirit energy seal in each of the mystical gold war puppets and taught the commands to Bast, Brook, and Old Aryang.

Then, Fei looked around and made sure that everything was taken care of, and the group set off.

Not only Fei was going on this trip. There were also Valkyrie Elena, Fei���s guard Torres, and people like Drogba, Pierce, and Oleg the Flatterer. As the envoy group of Chambord to the Behemoth Orc Tribe, they brought many gifts and a lot of resources. They were following the orc masters such as Great Priest Nash and were heading to the [Banished Land] where the Behemoth Orc Tribe passed down their bloodline for the last 1,000 years.

When leaving Chambord, except for the gifts for the king clans of Behemoth and the Beast God Palace, each orc master received a top-tier storage ring filled with various resources. The generosity of Chambordians moved these simple-minded orc masters to tears.

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Of course, this was one of Fei's plans to get the orcs to favor Chambord.

These orcs who grew up with a lack of resources were poor. As peak Burning Sun Lords, they were easily influenced by several hundreds of second-hand armor and ordinary metal weapons. This just goes to show that sometimes even heroes will bend over backwards for money that they need.

The group set off from Chambord City and flew into the Endless Sea of Forests. After one day of flying, they were about 100,000 kilometers into the forests.

After another day, the team got back to the place where the team of orc masters stayed, and they rested a bit before continuing the journey.

Fortunately, with the protection of the power of totem of the orcs, they weren't attacked by emperor-level demon beasts.

However, as the group ventured deeper into the forests, the Endless Sea of Forests finally showed its fangs and terrifying power.

On the morning of the third day, the team was attacked by two emperor-level demon beasts. These two emperor-level demon beasts already had the combat force of demi-gods, and they had sturdy bodies and bloodline powers. They were hard to deal with.

After a hard battle, the team of orc masters and the envoy group of Chambord each took care of one emperor-level demon beasts.

Casualties appeared in both teams, but it was fortunate that they weren't severe. After drinking [Health Potion], they all recovered and went back to their prime.

After traveling for four more days, it was getting more and more dangerous for the group.

There were terrifying existences in the deep, primitive forests; some of the demon beasts were even above emperor-level. Some of those of demon beasts chased after the group, forcing them to flee.

Fortunately, the orc masters such as Great Priest Nash were all experienced, and the group didn't detour or get lost.

On the afternoon of this day during sunset, the group finally got somewhere as the afterglow appeared.

Great Priest Nash seemed tired, and he panted as he pointed at a single peak that pierced into the sky like a sword. He said, "We are here. That is the initial point of the Ancient Path of Blood of Behemoth. Using the teleportation coordinates of the ancient path, we can achieve super-long-distance teleportation."

Fei nodded and thought, "So, the so-called Ancient Path of Blood of Behemoth is a series of spatial teleportation coordinates."

After about half an hour, the group reached the lonely peak.

Instead of leading everyone and climbing the mountain, Great Priest Nash led them into a forest by the mountain. While pausing and looking around, they dodged many ancient and terrifying traps.

Then, they arrived before the bottom of a cliff that was hard to reach.

Chapter 1007: Former Power and Glory (Part One)

"Ancient Beast God, please listen to the prayers of your loyal subjects…"

Great Priest Nash chanted an ancient, tragic, and grand song filled with mystery and vicissitude.

The song created a mysterious force, and the stone cliff before everyone started to react. As a series of mystical energy fluctuations appeared on the stone wall, images floated out of the cliff, showing the patterns of a gate. The orcs first kneeled in front of the gate and bowed before walking toward the gate pattern. As if they all walked through the cliff, they entered the internal space of the mountain.

This should be the power of the battle songs of the orcs. It was one type of power of totems, and it was similar to how mages chant their magic spells. However, it relied on the third type of energy aside from warrior energy and magic energy.

Fei and the other envoys of Chambord quickly followed and entered the stone cliff as if they were passing through a wall.

Inside was a giant space in the mountain, and it could hold at least 10,000 people.

Patterns of totems vaguely shined on the walls, offering light to this space and making it less dark.

In the center of the space, there was a blood-red altar, and on it stood an ancient, simple stone gate that was about 20 meters tall. Although this stone gate looked simple, it felt majestic.

"This is the beginning of the Ancient Path of Blood of Behemoth." A sincere and holy expression appeared on the faces of Great Priest Nash and other orc masters.

Great Priest Nash said earnestly, "Your Majesty, do you know why this ancient path is called Ancient Path of Blood? On this ancient path of teleportation, there are more than 100 of such blood-red altars. Every single altar was created by an ancestor of the orcs, and those ancestors used their own bodies, lives, and souls. They were all True God Realm masters. In that terrifying era, the Behemoth Orc Tribe sacrificed 108 priests and masters who were in the True God Realm, creating a safe path that led to the [Banished Land] for all other members of the tribe. This path is literally created by drips of blood!"

While Great Priest Nash said that, the orc masters already had tears in their eyes.

About 1,000 years had passed, and these orc masters had listened to these stories told by their elders for tens of thousands of times. However, standing before this blood-red teleportation gate on the altar, any orc would cry, paying respect to the heroes who sacrificed their lives and souls for the continuation of the tribe.

Without these heroes who selflessly sacrificed themselves, the Behemoth Orc Tribe would have disappeared in the river of time long ago.

Hearing this, Fei and other masters of Chambord all gasped.

The king thought, "What? 108 masters in the True God Realm? The Behemoth Orc Tribe was that powerful in history?"

Although Fei knew that the Endless Sea of Forests was terrifying, he never imagined that the Behemoth Orc Tribe could only create this Ancient Path of Blood by sacrificing 108 true gods.

Now, Fei was imagining how terrifying and tragic that it must be at the end of the Mythical Era.

Then, the king thought of something deeper.

"How terrifying must the enemies be? Even the Behemoth Orc Tribe which had at least 108 true gods had to flee? They didn't even have the courage to battle until death? Why? Did they see zero chance of winning? What really happened 1,000 years ago on the Azeroth Continent? What made the gods and demons fall into a deep sleep? What made the other races all flee the continent? What made humans survive that and become the lords of Azeroth?"

Chapter 1007: Former Power and Glory (Part Two)

Fei knew too little information regarding this topic.

The king only learned a little about that era after he ventured into the Last Ancestral Place of the dwarfs and found that blood journal of the dwarf king. Even though the journal told the king that something terrifying came, he still didn't know what those enemies were.

In the last few days, Fei tried to get relevant information from Great Priest Nash, but it seemed like Nash also couldn't clearly explain it.

Now standing before the altar that was created by the essence, body, godly power, and soul of a true god, even these Chambordians were stunned as they sensed a tragic and historical presence.

Great Priest Nash began to sing the twisting and tragic battle song, and the clear singing resonated inside this space. It sounded like rumbling drums, and the mystical tune lingered in the air.

Soon, streaks of blood-red flames appeared on the blood-red altar, and they all dashed into the stone gate that was about 20 meters tall.

"Supreme Beast God, I hope that you will bless your subjects! I, Jabbar of the Bear Clan, am willing to use my body to activate the gate leading to the Resting Place! I will not enter reincarnation, and I will guard the Behemoth Orc Tribe with my blood. My people… make sure that… you live on strong!"

A roar from the ancient times resonated by everyone's ears.

A mass of deep-red light appeared on the stone gate, and a giant, vague figure of the true god of the Bear Clan could be seen.

With pity and sadness in his eyes, this figure ripped the space before him with his hands, revealing a blood-red tunnel that was filled with vicissitude.

Soon, the vague figure disappeared, and the spatial tunnel stabilized.

Tears already covered the face of O'Neal of the Bear Clan. A true god ancestor of the Bear Clan sacrificed himself to create the first blood-red altar.

"We need to pass through the tunnel as fast as we can; let's not waste the energy of the altar."

Great Priest Nash quickly reminded everyone before dashing into the blood-red tunnel himself.

Fei and others quickly filed in.

In the next moment, the blood-red altar dimmed down again.

The vague light coming off the totem patterns inside the belly of the mountain instantly disappeared, and boundless darkness reclaimed this space. Only the lonely soul of a true god who sacrificed himself 1,000 years ago remained in this space, waiting for the next opportunity to offer his power.

…

Fei opened his eyes when he felt light shining on his face.

A streak of bone-chilling cold wind blew by.

This was a white valley covered by ice and snow, and it was well hidden.

The white ice mountains soared into the sky from all sides, leaving a piece of sky that looked to be the size of a palm on top of the valley. There was only one thin path leading to the outside of the valley, and it was sealed by the power of ice totems. Others couldn't find or access this path to leave or enter this valley.

The snow on the ground was thick, and the feather-like snowflakes fell from the sky non-stop. As the chilly wind blew by, it felt like sharp knives were dragged across their faces.

Fortunately, everyone here was a master, and this level of chilliness didn't pose a threat to anyone.

Just as Fei expected, a blood-red altar and a stone gate hid inside this ice valley.

It seemed like this was the second stop on the Ancient Path of Blood of Behemoth.

It also meant that 1,000 years ago, the second orc master in the True God Realm fell at this place, using his life and soul to tear open the teleportation portal leading to the next stop for the members of his tribe.

Chapter 1008: End of the Ancient Path (Part One)

Since this was spatial teleportation, Fei couldn't detect the location and coordinates of the previous portal, so he didn't know how far they traveled. However, at the most conservative estimate, it would be more than one million kilometers.

Great Priest Nash sang the battle songs of the orcs again.

In the ice and snow, streaks of light shined on the blood-red altar. Then, the vague shadow of an orc master who had a fishtail appeared. He went to the stone gate and tore open a blood-red tunnel in the void that led to the next destination.

"He is a true god of the Fish Clan. Unfortunately, even though he paid his life and created this altar, the Fish Clan didn't reach the [Banished Land]. To help other clans in the tribe survive, they let others go first and ended up battling to the death."

Great Priest Nash knew everything about these 108 blood-red altars. Therefore, when the vague shadow of this orc master appeared, he introduced this figure to Fei in sadness.

"He is a god who deserves the respect of many people." Fei and others in the envoy group of Chambord all bowed at this vague figure sincerely to pay their respect. "I believe that none of the orcs will forget about him."

"That is for sure. The 108 statues inside the Beast God Palace hold the beliefs and spirits of the Behemoth Orc Tribe." Although Great Priest Nash was sad, pride could still be seen on his face. "In this world, only the Behemoth Orc Tribe can have this kind of great and virtuous hero!"

Fei didn't respond, but he had to admit that in his mind.

Behemoth orcs was a great race that deserved others' respect, and many other races should learn from them.

"Let's go." The orc masters dashed into the blood-red teleportation gate first.

….

After going through 33 similar blood-red teleportation altars, it was already dark in the night.

Everyone set up the temporary campsite inside the belly of a mountain that was relatively hidden.

Right now, they were close to the center of the Endless Sea of Forests. No one knew what kinds of terrifying demon beasts were living here, but their terrifying and powerful roars penetrated the stone walls, resonating in the internal space of this mountain. These roars were enough to scare anyone, so no one was daring enough to go outside and check on these demon beasts.

According to the introductions given by Great Priest Nash, many orc masters died in the emigration from the Azeroth Continent 1,000 years ago. Except for the 108 true gods who sacrificed themselves and created the teleportation altars, many other orc masters died when battling the terrifying demon beasts at the center of the Endless Sea of Forests. After all, they had to make sure that the weaker orcs were safe, and they had to buy time for the altars to be created. Even a godly-king-level orc master of the Lion Clan was killed near this place.

Afterward, the orcs used the blood of this godly king of the Lion Clan and strengthened the stone walls of this space inside the mountain. This was the only way that this mountain held up when those terrifying creatures hit it, and that was why this internal space wasn't discovered by others.

Now, Fei and the masters of Chambord didn't dare to underestimate the behemoth orcs.

Even though they didn't have many metal weapons, they devoured the delicious human food like hungry animals, and they were envious over everything at Chambord including the rough clothes of regular citizens…

These orcs looked like poor, ignorant bumpkins who didn't have anything, but they had a great spirit, a superior belief, and an invincible will.

The Behemoth Orc Tribe was a terrifying and respectable force.

Chapter 1008: End of the Ancient Path (Part Two)

Nothing special happened during the night.

On the second day, the group started to activate blood-red altars and teleport from one place to the next.

It was evident that singing the battle songs of the orcs and opening the teleportation altars was an exhausting process. Even though Great Priest Nash was a demi-god, he was fatigued after opening 66 blood-red teleportation altars, and he couldn't hide the exhaustion on his face.

As a result, this group of people had to stay in the belly of a mountain for two days to rest before continuing the journey.

To Fei, this was an unimaginable spiritual pilgrimage, a search of moral or spiritual significance.

Every time Fei arrived before a blood-red altar, he felt like his blood boiled as he saw the vague soul figures of the true gods of the orcs from the ancient times and heard the moving and motivating stories that they left behind. Whenever that happened, Fei felt like he re-lived the scene where Martial Saint Krasic battled the martial saints of other empires and turned into ashes on the peak of Imperial Martial Saint Mountain, scattering himself over the land of Zenit.

The spiritual shocks that Fei experienced along the way solidified the king's desire to establish an alliance with the orcs.

Although they weren't of the same race and might have conflicts, Fei believed that this great tribe with unparalleled virtues was a trustworthy ally.

While going through the 108 blood-red teleportation altars, Fei didn't know how far he had traveled. He felt like he had never traveled this far in his entire life.

On the way, they experienced spring, summer, autumn, and winter, all four seasons, several times. This made the king feel like all the geographic knowledge that he learned on Earth started to make sense here. It seemed like the Azeroth Continent was a giant spherical planet many times larger than the sun in the solar system.

In all honesty, since this land was so large, Fei had thought that the flat earth theory worked here, and he once believed that this was a giant horizontal piece of land floating in a parallel universe.

…

About ten days later, the group finally reached the end of the Ancient Path of Blood of Behemoth.

After walking out of the last teleportation portal, they were inside a valley at a forest that had many trees.

The weather was nice, the trees were green, the water was cyan, the birds chirped, and the flowers bloomed. It was picturesque!

Under the lead of Great Priest Nash, the group walked out of the valley. In a short while, they heard loud splashing noises of waves.

When they walked to an open space, Fei discovered that they finally arrived at the end of the Endless Sea of Forests. This was a coastline.

The ocean stretched to the horizon, and blue waves rolled on the surface. Giant seagulls flew and chirped in the sky, adding to the beauty of the scenery. For these people who had been living simple lives in the last ten days or so, this was a great change.

"Huh? Are we here already?" Flatterer Oleg looked around and laughed, "This place looks great! There aren't terrifying demon beasts around, and there are mountains, trees, water, beach…"

Before Oleg could finish, giant waves that were more than 100 meters tall suddenly appeared on the rumbling sea.

Further away, two terrifying sea creatures appeared on the surface as they roared and battled. Each of them was more than 1,000 meters long, and their roars were ear-deafening. As they battled, streaks of powerful energy dashed into the area.

Oleg instantly paled due to fear, and his legs turned to jelly before his fat butt landed on the ground.

The orc masters all started laughing.

Oleg scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Alright, just ignore what I said and think that I didn't speak."

"In this sea, there are many terrifying demon beasts that can rival demi-gods. Deeper into the ocean, there are quite a lot of existences that are even more powerful. Some of them are amphibians; they would stay in the sea during the day and go on land at night. Although most of the sea creatures here are mild, some are vicious and murderous. The Behemoth Orc Tribe had stayed at this place in ancient times, but they had to continue the emigration. This place isn't suitable for intelligent races to inhabit."

Chapter 1009: A Giant Shadow (Part One)

While Great Priest Nash explained everything to Fei and others, the battle between the two sea creatures finished.

The monster that lost the battle looked like an alligator, had a hard, black shell, and grew six pairs of fish fins on its body. The only fate of a loser in battle here was death. This sea creature's giant body was torn into pieces, and the stinky blood dyed the seawater in a circular area of about ten kilometers in diameter. Also, the shredded flesh and severed limbs were everywhere, the nose-piercing foul smell permeated the air, and the beach quickly turned red as well. The scene was terrifying.

As a result, everyone had to pinch their noses and fly into the air.

"What should we do next? Are we going to fly across this ocean?" Fei asked while frowning.

At every location on Azeroth, oceans and seas represented great danger.

This ocean before the group seemed endless, and such terrifying demon beasts were not only living around the coastline. If they ventured deeper into the ocean, they might run into even more terrifying existences. If they somehow ran into a sea creature that was in the True God Realm deep in the sea, the entire group might be wiped out.

"Don't worry; we will be picked up." Great Priest Nash smiled mysteriously and said, "The beach is relatively safe during the day. Let's set up the campsite here for now, and we will be picked up before the sunset. Then, we will cross the ocean. They aren't far from here."

Fei was surprised when he heard that.

However, he didn't ask more questions. They just went to the part of the beach that wasn't stained by the blood of the sea creature, and they put up the campsite and rested.

On the way from Chambord to here, Torres and others cultivated diligently. As soon as they had time, they cultivated. It seemed like they were stimulated by the orc masters. Now that they had free time to cultivate while waiting, they got into the zone quickly and didn't waste a single second.

Valkyrie Elena also entered Diablo World to level up.

She was already a Hell Mode level 100 Magic Archer, which was the upper limit in Diablo World and equivalent to the peak Burning Sun Realm. She couldn't level up further. On the other hand, her Paladin bloodline was at Hell Mode level 88, and it was about to reach the peak as well.

Surprising to Fei, Elena's situation was quite different from his in this area.

Although Elena's strength couldn't increase further after reaching Hell Mode level 100, she somehow activated a skill system. She could kill monsters to get additional skill points, and she could obtain mystical and novel skills.

These skills didn't exist in the seven classes in Diablo World. They were terrifying, and they were mostly related to archery.

It was clear that Elena was on another cultivation path compared to Fei.

Right now, Fei was studying a few books that he brought along with him while sitting inside his tent.

After passing Diablo World with all seven of his characters, Fei obtained a mysterious reward that he couldn't understand, and he couldn't increase his strength further. Therefore, the king had to find ways to increase his strength aside from Diablo World. Killing undead creatures in the real world and harvesting mystical energy was one of the ways. Until now, this method seemed to work well; two of his seven characters reached the mid-tier Demi-God Realm.

However, this method for increasing strength had a critical drawback; there wasn't an unlimited number of undead creatures.

Right now, Fei had killed more than 80 percent of the zombies and other undead creatures inside the territory of the former Anji Empire and outside the Capital of Anji. Their number decreased drastically, so their evolution speed also dropped. It was hard for emperor-level zombies to appear among them.

Chapter 1009: A Giant Shadow (Part Two)

The amount of mystical energy that the rest of the zombies and monsters of Hell could provide for Fei was only enough for one of the five remaining characters to reach the Demi-God Realm; that was the limit.

Of course, there was another way.

If Fei were willing to break the bright magic arrays around the territory of the former Anji Empire, letting the undead energy spread across the region, he would have almost an unlimited number of zombies to harvest and almost an endless streak of mystical energy.

However, as a good young man who grew up on Earth and was more civilized, Fei couldn't lower himself to do such a terrible and sickening act.

To Fei, if no more evil creatures would appear and provide him with mystical energy, he must try to find another path to increase his strength.

Therefore, in the last while, Fei put a lot of time and energy into reading and studying some of the top-tier cultivation methods on the continent, hoping to find something useful for him.

Also, the king was trying to figure out how he could go from the Demi-God Realm to the True God Realm; it was a hard problem.

Ever since Great Priest Nash said that true gods and even godly kings appeared in the Behemoth Orc Tribe, Fei kept a note in his mind.

Different from the Azeroth Continent where many great wars occurred between humans, destroying many inheritances and cultivation techniques, even though the orcs lived in harsh conditions, they didn't experience internal or external war and destruction in the last 1,000 years. Theoretically, they should have kept many complete cultivation techniques from the Mythical Era.

If Fei could borrow some of the ancient records and study them, he might be able to find a way to become a true god. After all, [Demon King's Wisdom] and [Demon King's Sword] didn't have information on this.

-Further away on the beach-

Orc masters like O'Neal and Nowitzki were fighting and practicing with each other, using this method to strengthen themselves.

Fei wasn't sure what Great Priest Nash was doing. Since this fox-man entered the beast leather tent, he rarely showed himself. Perhaps he was performing the daily prayer that orc priests did and cultivating.

After everyone had lunch at noon, Great Priest Nash drew a giant totem symbol on the white beach; it was almost circular and had a diameter of about 100 meters.

"This totem symbol is for showing our location," Nash explained.

Fei thought for a while as he observed the totem symbol, and then he continued reading his book.

As time passed by, people were mostly cultivating on their own in the afternoon.

When it was closer to the night, the roars and cries of the sea creatures got louder and sharper. Gradually, many giant black figures appeared on the surface of the sea.

This should be what Great Priest Nash mentioned before. Since the night was approaching, the amphibian sea creatures were about to get on land and have fun.

The danger was gradually approaching the coastline.

At this moment, a streak of soft, golden flames suddenly shined on the giant totem symbol on the beach, and this light shot into the sky.

"They are here! Guys, get ready! The people who are here to pick us up are here!" Great Priest Nash shouted in excitement.

Everyone quickly disassembled the campsite in a hurry and packed up everything.

Fei looked at the seemingly endless ocean and got curious; he wondered what method the orcs were going to use to carry so many people across this ocean without disturbing and alerting these terrifying sea creatures.

Surprising to Fei, those people didn't come from the sea.

Instead, something directly descended above everyone's head, looking like a helicopter that was doing a vertical landing.

The large shadow quickly appeared in the sky and blocked the light of the setting sun, and the envoys of Chambord all gasped in shock.

Chapter 1010: Food-Greedy Pigs (Part One)

A giant flying beast appeared in the sky, and it was less than 100 meters above the ground in the blink of an eye. This beast was more than ten times larger than the biggest beast of Chambord, Blacky.

This bird-shaped beast was in faint-red, and a light flashed on it. Many small tornadoes that were invisible to the naked eye appeared all over its giant body. The small tornadoes were soft but provided a great lift force for this bird that had a wingspan of around 2,000 meters.

Even Fei was stunned when he saw this.

This giant bird was so large that it was beyond any human's imagination.

When this bird lightly fluttered its wings, powerful winds were created. The winds created sea tides that were more than 100 meters tall and rushed back into the ocean, revealing the sand and rocks that were in the seabed and covered by water. The little and poor sea creatures and fish got sent flying.

What shocked Fei was that this giant bird emitted a powerful aura; it was in the Demi-God Realm. It was a demi-godly bird!

It was truly terrifying! One such bird was enough to take down the entire Demon Beast Legion of Chambord.

Seeing how stunned these Chambordians were, Great Priest Nash and the other orc masters finally showed prideful smiles.

For all these days, the orc masters were almost treated like bumpkins at Chambord, receiving all sorts of kind teases. Now, they finally redeemed themselves a little and made these Chambordians experience great shock.

In a flash, this giant bird that was faint-red and looked like the afterglow in the sky quickly descended on the coastline.

Even though the beach was vast and broad, its sheer size still made it have a hard time turning around on the ground; it was a little embarrassing.

Fei clearly sensed that as soon as this giant bird's two feet touched the beach, half of its giant body suddenly turned into the white color of the sand. The other half of its body seemed to have merged with the forest in the background; this half of the bird's body turned into different shades of green.

"It has the color-changing ability like the chameleons?" Fei was quite surprised by this.

This was one of the innate abilities of some animals. They could change their colors according to their surroundings; it could help them escape the chase of their enemies and make it easier for them to capture prey.

This was Fei's first time seeing a demon beast with this type of ability after he came to the Azeroth Continent. Now, this ability appeared on such a giant demon beast, and it was a little unbelievable.

Soon, Fei discovered something else that was stunning. This giant bird could do more than only changing its color. It could even block its aura and stop others from observing it with spirit energy. It felt like this bird really disappeared.

"Its name is Leona, and it is a type of rare flying beast. Its temperament is mild, and it is already more than 400 years old. It is one of the most loyal partners of Behemoth orcs. 1,000 years ago, its parents and other members of its clan carried many Behemoth orcs over this sea and arrived at the [Banished Land]," Great Priest Nash explained it to Fei.

At this moment, Leona's full body was displayed before everyone.

It looked like a swan, and its figure was beautiful. Its body emitted a sense of beauty and grace, and gentle and loving light flashed in its big black eyes, making them look like gorgeous, shiny stars in the night.

"Hey, Steven Nash! May the Beast God bless you! You guys finally returned alive! Entus His Majesty has been waiting for you… huh? Who are they? Humans? How come humans are here?"

About a dozen orcs jumped off Giant Swan Leona's back.

Chapter 1010: Food-Greedy Pigs (Part Two)

These orcs all looked the same.

The one in the lead was the strongest. He was about three meters tall, and he was muscular with dense body hair. He was wearing a simple, brown, rough robe that covered his body, and two vicious and curvy tusks stuck out of his mouth; they were each about 30 centimeters long and were each as thick as a finger, and they almost touched his nose. Also, his head looked like a pig's, and its nostrils were big like two black holes.

Seeing orc masters like Great Priest Nash, this pig-headed man laughed brightly. However, a sense of doubt and alertness appeared on his face when he saw Fei and other humans.

"These guys should be the orcs of the Pig Clan in legends," Fei and other Chambordians instantly thought about this.

"Clan Chief Altis, so you came this time. Let me introduce them to you. These people are our honorable guests from the Chambord Kingdom on the continent. This is the honorable King of Chambord…"

It was clear that Great Priest Nash was quite familiar with this orc of the Pig Clan. While smiling, he introduced Fei and others and told these orcs about their backgrounds.

It turned out that this strong orc with the pig-head was the clan chief of the Pig Clan, a powerful clan in the Behemoth Orc Tribe.

In the legends, the Pig Clan's combat strength wasn't that high in the Behemoth Orc Tribe, but their powerful reproductive and adaptation abilities made the Pig Clan have a high status, so it counted as one of the more powerful clans.

Of course, food-greediness and laziness were also well-known characteristics of the Pig Clan.

The facts seemed to prove these rumors.

In the beginning, orc masters of the Pig Clan such as Altis were still doubtful, and distrust was written on their faces.

However, Flatterer Oleg observed and quickly gifted Altis all kinds of delicacies and great liquor. In less than ten minutes, the members of the Pig Clan dropped their guard and started chatting with the Chambordians while eating and drinking.

These orcs were so passionate that it felt like they re-encountered their long-lost brothers and sisters.

"Damn! They have no regard for morals! It seems like bringing Oleg on this trip is a genius decision," Fei thought to himself.

They were going to run into some problems for sure on this trip.

After all, humans and orcs were two different races. 1,000 years have passed since the two races had contact with each other, so there was definitely going to be gaps and distrust between Chambord and the Behemoth Orc Tribe. Although Great Priest Nash and a few other orc masters liked Chambord, they didn't represent the Behemoth Orc Tribe. Repulsion was going to occur for sure, so Oleg who was shameless and a great flatterer could handle those issues.

The group of people got onto Leona's soft, wide back. Even though Pig Clan Chief Altis was already drunk, he opened his mouth and sang an ancient battle song of the orcs using his hoarse voice, issuing a command.

The giant swan fluttered its wings and soared into the sky.

This entire process was smooth and steady. There was no turbulence, and it felt like this demon beast was walking on land.

Leona's back was wide and soft. Even if 400 people sat on it, this space wouldn't feel crowded. Under the suggestion of the 'passionate' pig-men, everyone sat in a circle and started drinking and eating.

Oleg appeared generous and took out a ton of delicious food and great liquor.

Fei was also happy that Chambord could use this opportunity to get closer to the orcs.

The Pig Clan had a high status in the Behemoth Orc Tribe, and they had many members. If Chambord could get all the pig-men on their side, it would only benefit the kingdom in this trip without creating any drawbacks.

This time, the envoy group of Chambord brought thousands of tons of delicacies, fruit, meat, and liquor. They didn't need to worry about wasting anything and not having enough.

Chapter 1011: Occurrence of Sudden Change (Part One)

The only thing that concerned Fei was that Pig Clan Chief Altis was an alcoholic, yet he couldn't drink that much before getting drunk. Right now, this pig-man was already drunk, so him directing this giant swan technically counted as drunk driving. The king wondered if Leona was going to get lost of crash into the sea on the way.

"Don't worry. Leona has a superior memory, and she knows the returning route. With her speed, even a true god can't catch up to her. Also, she is flying very high up in the sky. The sea creatures below can't pose a threat to us. We only need to rest now, and we will arrive at the [Banished Land] in about a day," Great Priest Nash laughed and told Fei.

…

-The southern region of Zenit, at a bay that belonged to the Byzantine Kingdom-

It was a beautiful and sunny day here.

The sky was blue, the clouds were white, the seagulls chirped, and the sea waves washed onto the beach and created a series of pleasant splashing sounds. Green trees were everywhere, and it was pleasant to spend time here.

The Byzantine Kingdom, one of the level 1 affiliated kingdoms of the Zenit Empire, was having the annual celebration to pay respect to their ancestors and the Sea God.

People all wore their fancy clothes for this occasion, and they gathered at the harbor on the bay with joyous smiles on their faces.

Laughter and chatters resonated in the sky on this special day.

Further away, the royal guards of the kingdom dressed in bright armor, and they maintained a red-carpeted path; this path extended from the Royal Palace of Byzantine to the bay. More than 100 giant battleships floated on the water. They all had the flags of Byzantine on their sails, showing the powerful strength of the kingdom.

There was no reason why the Byzantinians shouldn't be happy during this celebration; they were living in peace, stability, and joy.

One year ago, the Leon Empire invaded this land, and the entire Byzantine Kingdom fell. The southern region of Zenit was scorched by the flames of war, and all Zenitians in the region feared for their lives every day. Their families were destroyed, their loved ones were either killed or missing, and many of them died of hunger while fleeing. That period was tragic and Hell-like. Almost everyone was numbed by the pain and desperation.

When the nobles of the empire ditched its citizens to escape for their lives, the great King Constantine and the Royal Family of Byzantine didn't stop fighting for the freedom of its people and its claim over the land.

The kind and powerful King Constantine of Byzantine was like the lighthouse to Byzantinians and other Zenitians in the southern region of Zenit during that period of darkness.

It was this young king who battled with the invaders during that time. He was powerful, charismatic, and truly cared for the people.

Unfortunately, the powerful enemies couldn't be stopped by the king of a little affiliated kingdom.

Faced with enemies such as the level 6 Leon Empire, even the main battle legions of Zenit were crushed. Constantine was only the king of an affiliated kingdom; how long could he last?

At the critical moment, the greatest king of an affiliated kingdom in the history of Zenit, King Alexander of Chambord, appeared in the southern region of Zenit. With reinforcements from Chambord and his unparalleled strength, the king saved the Byzantine Empire and changed the situation in the southern region of Zenit.

Many Byzantinians still remember that night which was filled with darkness and hope. When the powerful navy of Leon appeared, it was King Alexander who defeated King Buckingham and saved them from the abyss of desperation, obliterating the pride of Leonians.

Chapter 1011: Occurrence of Sudden Change (Part Two)

Many civilians in the southern region of Zenit held sincere gratitude toward the King of Chambord and the King of Byzantine.

The story of how the two kings of affiliated kingdoms defeated the Leonians together became a legend that the traveling poets recited, and citizens of Zenit remembered.

By now, with the support and reinforcements of Chambord, the Byzantine Kingdom became the biggest affiliated kingdom in the southern region of Zenit, and even the Leon Empire didn't dare to neglect its military forces.

Byzantinians were able to live peaceful and calm lives.

In the last year, the wounds of war gradually healed.

With King Constantine of Byzantine's diligent management and great policies, all Byzantinians saw the hope of joy and victory in this chaotic world.

Today, it was the first celebration after the war was over; everyone was cheering and enjoying themselves.

Finally, King Constantine and Queen Izabella walked out of the Royal Palace under the guards' protection, and everyone at the harbor cheered and applauded.

Although King Constantine was inferior in terms of reputation and power compared to King Alexander, it didn't stop people admiring this respectable young king.

The handsome king and the beautiful queen slowly walked on the red carpet, and they waved at their subjects while bathed in the golden sunlight. It looked like a fairy-tale.

According to the plan of this celebration, Constantine and Izabella walked to the edge of the harbor and stepped onto the largest battleship of the Byzantine Kingdom.

In here, the king and queen met up with the officials of the kingdom, the envoys of other kingdoms in the southern region, and the most important guests from Chambord, who were the officials in Chambord's navy, King Alexander's disciple Luffy, and a few other people.

After these people greeted each other, King Constantine was about to start his speech using the magic amplification array to hype up the civilians.

The loud cheers and crazy celebration gradually paused, and people all looked up with warm smiles, waiting for the king to speak.

Constantine smiled at his queen and the guests around him, and he opened his mouth.

Before he could say the first word, sudden changes occurred.

Further away on the sea surface, a series of ear-piercing sirens sounded.

Then, loud explosions happened as ear-piercing howls resonated in the sky. Flames shot up into the sky with long smoke trails, and they exploded in the sky, creating a red image where a red saber and a red sword crossed.

This was the highest-level warning!

It meant that powerful and terrifying enemies were approaching.

Everyone's face changed color.

Constantine instantly got serious.

All the fancy words that this king prepared turned into one sentence. "Citizens of the kingdom, don't panic. Just like how we practiced during the blood-red warning drills, retreat accordingly!"

The blood-colored image where a saber and a sword crossed represented the most mortal danger; perhaps the kingdom would be conquered. Therefore, letting the civilians retreat was the first move.

At this moment, King Constantine of Byzantine was glad that King of Chambord recommended him to do practice drills. The kingdom had practiced this drill dozens of times, and it was really effective at this moment.

Although this incident occurred in the blue, a large number of civilians on the harbor didn't panic even though they were anxious, and they started to retreat in order and effectively.

Since the Byzantine Kingdom was the southern gate of Zenit and by the inland sea, it would be invaded in most cross-regional warfare since enemy troops could travel much faster on the water compared to land.

All of Fei's preparations and foresight paid off at this moment.

While the civilians retreated, the troops started to move smoothly as well.

More than 100 battleships quickly moved out of the harbor and formed a battle array. The troops on land also quickly stationed in the various fortresses, waiting for battle.

"Who are they? How dare they invade the Zenit Empire again? Could they be the damn Leonians?"

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Chapter 1012: Mysterious Fleet (Part One)

While speaking, the loud, earth-shattering explosions disappeared. It was clear that the initial battle was over.

Without a doubt, the magic watchtowers and the defensive setups were all eliminated.

While magic flames burned, the magic lookout arrays were activated. The people on the harbor of Byzantine saw that about ten kilometers away on the sea surface, a mysterious fleet appeared. There were so many military ships that they looked like ants in an ant colony; it was uncountable. The fluttering flags showed red and blue as they snapped in the wind, looking like many vicious and cruel long dragons.

"So fast!"

On the kingship of Byzantine, King Constantine and others were all shocked.

The number of enemies and their speed far exceeded the estimates.

This force was powerful and fear-inducing.

Although the battleships in the front were only about ten kilometers away, it seemed like this fleet extended to the horizon where the sea and the sky merged. Even the level 6 Leon Empire couldn't have a navy with these many ships and speed. There probably wasn't a navy in the Northern Region of Azeroth that was this powerful.

"Could it be that this troop is from other regions on the continent?"

About 100 kilometers away from the coastline, the Byzantine Kingdom set up many visible and hidden watchtowers and checkpoints, and many Star-Level Warriors were stationed there with magic warning scrolls made by Chambord. If strange things happened, they could instantly issue a warning.

In normal situations, even if enemies were invading the Byzantine Kingdom, they would know about it half a day prior.

However, it was different this time. This mysterious fleet only exposed themselves when they were so close to the coastline, and only the watchtowers much closer to land could send the warning.

The only way that this would have happened was that the Star-Level Warriors and magic watchtowers were instantly destroyed by the enemies before they could react.

"Pass my order! Initiate the coastline magic arrays! Initiate the protective energy shields around the battleships! Prepare for battle!" Although he was young, King Constantine of Byzantine was experienced. He was shocked to his core, but he didn't panic as he commanded the military in order.

"Ah…. This, this, this… King Constantine Your Majesty, we need to go."

"Oh yeah. I suddenly remembered that I have another important errand to run. We need to go back to our kingdom now. Farewell."

"I need to return to my kingdom and report to my lord. We will immediately come back with reinforcements!"

Seeing the severity of the situation, the envoys of other affiliated kingdoms who were here to participate in Byzantine's grand celebration were all terrified. Since they were only here because the Byzantine Kingdom was on the rise, they all found excuses and fled as quickly as possible after seeing this.

Constantine didn't force these people to stay. He ordered the soldiers to drop small vessels and move these people onto the land. After all, these people would only be burdens in the upcoming battle.

"Yuck! What a bunch of cowards!" Little Luffy cussed in disdain.

As Fei's second disciple, Luffy was only 12 years old, but he was as strong as an adult. Perhaps it was because he cultivated a technique of the Demon Clan in the Mythical Era, he was already 1.75 meters tall, close to six feet, and he was handsome. While wearing a white robe, his aura and temperament were similar to that of Fei.

This little guy stood on the deck in determination and looked at the many enemy vessels. Instead of feeling scared, he looked excited and wanted to battle.

"King of Byzantine, I will return to [King Alexander] and issue reinforcement signals, asking the navy and air force of Chambord to come here and help. I want to see who is tired of living and dares to wage war against our Zenit!" Little Luffy sounded a little overbearing.

Chapter 1012: Mysterious Fleet (Part Two)

All these days, except for cultivating, he spent most of his time with Sparrow and Barbossa who were like hooligans. He picked up their hooligan-like tone and sounded shameless and a little arrogant, similar to how Fei was when he just stepped out of Chambord.

Young people are usually a little ignorant and aggressive, so they aren't afraid of anything.

Constantine smiled and replied, "No need to hurry. Alexander His Majesty already planned for such an incident, and he left powerful fist spiritual spatial seals in the air about five kilometers away from the coastline. It is meant to stop enemies from invading. Right now, it could be used. When the enemies are within five kilometers of the coastline, you will have a good show to watch."

"Huh? Master already anticipated such an event?" Little Luffy admired his master to the extreme! It was almost a type of worship.

While Luffy and Constantine were talking, that mysterious navy force was already less than six kilometers away from the coastline. Like arrows that were loaded onto bows and were ready to shoot out, the battleships moved toward the harbor murderously.

"Issue warnings! Tell them to stop immediately and report their name! Otherwise, Byzantine won't show any mercy!"

King Constantine of Byzantine decided to be friendlier first before using force to better understand the enemies.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Streaks of magic arrows soared into the sky, signaling danger and issuing warnings.

However, the mysterious navy completely ignored all of it. Instead, they responded by firing their magic cannons, instantly destroying several floating watchtowers of Byzantine. The enemies were arrogant.

It seemed like this battle couldn't be avoided.

As the king, Constantine stood at the bow of the kingship and issued many orders one after another.

He experienced all kinds of trials and tribulations when he was young, and his fate only changed after he met Fei. After that, he rose in power and battled alongside Fei. He had a lot of sea battle experience, and he had cultivated [Seven Injure Fist] to level 10, reaching mid-tier Half Moon Realm. He had an impressive aura around him, and he was one of the top-tier kings among all the affiliated kingdoms of Zenit.

In the blink of an eye, the mysterious fleet was less than two kilometers away from the coastline.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the rumbling noises of the magic cannons resonated in the sky, streaks of magic energy beams shot out of the enemy battleships and dashed toward the navy and harbor of Byzantine.

By doing this, the enemies made it clear that they were going to do a massacre, destroying all battleships and cities and killing everyone without even trying to persuade the people to surrender.

The viciousness and cruelty of the enemies were shown.

"Reckless!" Constantine and the generals beside him were enraged by the enemies' arrogance and murderous spirit.

"Damn b*stards! You will soon cry out loud!" Little Luffy clenched his teeth and sneered, "Damn it! Even more aggressive than my master!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

While the magic energy beams shot onto the battleships of Byzantine, many green magic energy shields appeared around the battleships and blocked the terrifying attacks. These battleships were all modified by the forge masters of Chambord, and they were equipped with semi-god-tier protective runes. Ordinary magic cannons couldn't penetrate the defense.

Those magic energy beams shooting toward the coastline were also blocked by magic energy flames that soared into the sky. High-level defensive magic arrays were put in place on the coastline as well. Fei had set up these arrays himself, and they could block all attacks below peak Full Moon Realm. The magic energy beams weren't strong enough to break them and pose threats to the Byzantine Kingdom.

Chapter 1013: Asura Killing Field (Part One)

[TL Note: Asura is a class of divine beings that is murderous and evil in Chinese Mythology.]

"Huh? I'm surprised that a little level 1 empire has this level of defense. Is this place the naval base of the Zenit Empire?"

In the center of the herald legion at the front of the mysterious fleet, a thin and tall man stood on the deck of a ship that was tightly guarded. He was in a set of commander's armor, and he looked shocked at this moment.

Beside him, a few generals out of more than a dozen generals in magic armor frowned, surprised by the defensive power of the opponent.

All of them thought that with the powerful offensive ability of their ships, they could obliterate this small harbor with one wave of cannon attacks.

However, the magic sensation that appeared on those magic shields made these arrogant invaders feel ominous as if something terrible were about to happen.

"Mr. Montoya, this harbor should be named Byzantine Harbor, and it belongs to a level 1 affiliated kingdom of Zenit. It is also a part of the Royal City of the Byzantine Kingdom. It isn't the naval base of Zenit."

Out of a big group of battle advisors who were busy reading documents and looking at the maps, a blond, 30-year-old-looking muscular man quickly said.

"An affiliated kingdom?"

Commander Montoya of the herald legion was even more confused, and he asked, "How is this possible? How can a little affiliated kingdom block the attack of level 4 magic cannons in the [Sea God's Spear], a legion of our great Barcelona's navy? What is going on? Are our level 4 magic cannons children's toys?"

"This…" The head advisor on the ship shivered and didn't know how to answer.

The advisors had flipped through a ton of documents and maps and were sure that the information was correct. However, they didn't know why such an incident was happening.

"Hmph! Pass my order! Initiate level 5 magic cannons! In ten seconds, put this harbor and these damn battleships at the bottom of the sea to feed the fish! I will turn this small place that dares to block the power of our empire into Hell! From now on, no creatures will live here, no grass will grow here, and the blood will never dry up here!"

Vicious glints appeared in Montoya's triangular eyes that were slightly squinted, making him look like a poisonous snake.

"Damn it! The main fleet under Mr. Alaba's command is going to be here soon! We don't have much time to waste! If I can't even deal with a little affiliated kingdom, how can I compete with that old Alves?" Montoya was displeased by the current situation.

"As you wish!"

Orders were quickly passed down.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The magic cannons on these ships started the second round of shooting.

This time, the magic energy missiles were much more terrifying. While dragging long tails, these projectiles landed on Byzantinians' magic shields before the noises could sound; they were faster than the speed of sound.

It seemed like these projectiles were going to destroy the world.

Then, even more magic energy missiles flew toward the battleships of Byzantine and the harbor city.

However, dust soon settled, and everyone fell silent.

"What is going on? Who can tell me what is going on?"

Seeing the enemy's fleet and harbor still intact, Montoya was enraged and confused at the same time. He couldn't understand why the magic shields easily blocked the level 5 magic cannons.

This setback was unforgivable!

Chapter 1013: Asura Killing Field (Part Two)

The moon-class battleships of a level 9 empire and the attacks of level 5 magic cannons couldn't take down a small harbor and several hundreds of small, fishing-boat-like battleships. It was humiliating!

"This… could it be that the Zenitians already know about the empire's military operation, and they are prepared?"

Out of about 40 battle advisors, a big-headed advisor who looked young and wasn't of high status murmured something as a glint flashed in his eyes. Then, he saw everyone looking at him, and he was startled and quickly lowered his head as his heart raced.

"If that is the case…" Montoya's heart raced as well, "If that is the case, the Zenitians could have easily set up a trap here and are just waiting for us to barge in…"

"Although the naval force of Zenit is insignificant, it is heard that the Zenit Empire has an emperor who is a demi-god. It is easy for a demi-god to destroy a herald legion like mine."

Montoya graduated from La Masia Royal Military Academy of the supreme level 9 Barcelona Empire, which was one of the two giant level 9 empires in the Western Region of Azeroth. Also, he had the pure Catalonia Royal Bloodline. He had a high status, and he was praised as one of the most talented new commanders in the military and one of the crucial figures in the empire in the future. Although this man was arrogant, he wasn't a fool. After thinking this through, the ominous feeling on his mind intensified.

"Quick! Pass my order! Stop moving forward! All ships activate the magic shields and slowly retreat…"

Before Montoya could finish speaking, catastrophic changes suddenly occurred.

A streak of not-so-powerful warrior energy flame shot into the sky from a battleship of Byzantine.

Then, as if it ignited the fuse to a massive amount of TNT, the calm sea and the blue sky suddenly changed their appearances. Terrifying ripples fluttered in the sky uncontrollably, and the space in the area looked like a beautiful painting that was rubbed and crushed by a terrifying, indescribable force. Everything in the sky shattered.

The few moon-class battleships in the front were hit by this invisible power. Like eggs that were struck by a hammer, the battleships cracked instantly. It didn't matter if the ships were made of wood or metal and if the people were ordinary soldiers or powerful masters; they cracked and shattered like a dry piece of toast. Soon, like bread crumbs, small white fragments floated on the ocean.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Giant golden sword energies that were about 100 meters long appeared everywhere, attacking with intense murderous spirit.

As the sword energies flew around, they only brought death and destruction.

In an instant, the area between five kilometers and two kilometers to the coastline turned into a bloody hell.

Gasps, screams, blood, broken ships, magic energy, warrior energy, severed limbs, wood fragments…

It looked like a living hell! It was a terrifying massacre.

All the generals and commanders could only watch.

Four giant moon-class battleships to the right had activated their magic shields. However, when a golden sword energy flew passed them and lightly touched them, the shields that could block the strike of a New Moon Elite shattered like a piece of tofu in a dicing machine. Then, these four battleships slowly disintegrated and merged into the sea like a collapsing sand sculpture.

The terrifying changes stunned everyone on the remaining battleships.

[TL Note: The author is back with the big name drops, LOL]

Chapter 1014: Courage and Honor (Part One)

"Fist Spiritual Spatial Seals!" Montoya screamed on top of his lungs as if he were a pig that was getting butchered, shouting out this term.

At this moment, his face paled, and he shivered uncontrollably as he looked desperate. As if he were stripped n*ked and tossed into a freezer, a chill rushed to his skull from his spine.

"Demi-godly fist spiritual spatial seals! I led the fleet into such a territory…"

It was done! The entire fleet was done!

"Quick! Activate the magic shields and tell the fleet to retreat! Immediately!" someone screamed in desperation, waking others up from shock and desperation.

Montoya was also woken up, and he started to scream like a madman and tried to command the rest of battleships and flee from this sea area that was like the Asura Killing Field

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Terrifying and giant golden sword energies flashed and blinked. As if they were enormous swords held by invisible gods, they continued to chop and slash on the sea, destroying battleships and harvesting life without stopping.

Thousands of moon-class battleships of Barcelona in the [Sea God's Spear] legion came to the area in a dominating fashion, but now they were in a terrible situation. Like mice that were tossed into a pot of boiling oil, they struggled like crazy and tried to get out. When a battleship was touched by the sword energies, the ship alongside the people on it were all turned into pieces.

Blood spilled everywhere, and screams resonated in the air.

Fortunately for Montoya, he was on the flagship which was a sun-class battleship, and its abilities far surpassed other battleships around it. Also, since the people on the flagship were lucky, they instantly dashed backward when they discovered that something was wrong, and the fast, flashing golden sword energies didn't hit them. In the blink of an eye, they dashed away by thousands of meters.

Now, the entire command system of the herald fleet collapsed.

All the battleships were moving on their own, trying their best to escape from death and heading in all directions.

The destructive blow took the arrogant herald fleet of Barcelona by surprise. Some master with warrior energy tried to escape by flying across the sea, but they exploded and turned into blood rain after they jumped up about 20 meters. Ordinary soldiers jumped into the sea in desperation, and they were soon devoured by the cold water.

This tragic scene was a one-sided massacre; it felt like the Grim Reaper was casually harvesting souls.

The terrifying power of a peak-level master was completely showcased.

…

-On the side of the fleet of Byzantine-

Constantine and others were also stunned by this scene.

King Alexander of Chambord personally set up the Fist Spiritual Spatial Seal Array in the region, and they were for emergencies. If mighty enemies invaded, this zone before the coastline could be turned into a killing field.

Those fist spiritual spatial seals hid in space and weren't activated, and the key for activation was held in the hands of King Constantine of Byzantine.

Once activated, the region between five kilometers and two kilometers to the coastline would turn into an Asura Killing Field, which was equivalent to the appearance of a demi-god who would attack without holding back.

Before this, Constantine and the military officers of Byzantine already guessed that the scene might be terrifying.

However, this level of power and strength was still far beyond their imaginations.

From the glimpses that these Zenitians had, they could tell that this fleet had thousands of vessels. Also, since they were equipped with level 5 magic cannons, they were at least moon-class battleships. Although the navy of Byzantine was powerful in the region, if they had to face off the enemy fleet, they wouldn't last long.

Chapter 1014: Courage and Honor (Part Two)

Now, the sword energies that the King of Chambord placed in the area half a year ago almost obliterated this fleet of battleships.

"How powerful is the King of Chambord?"

Byzantinians didn't know that Fei had advanced to the Demi-God Realm. After seeing this, they knew that the King of Chambord wasn't a simple Sun-Class Lord.

"This is the method that my master left behind!"

Little Luffy was excited as he watched, and he felt like his blood was boiling. The dozens of warriors of Chambord on the ship all felt proud, and their admiration toward Fei became even stronger and wilder.

Everyone on the side of Zenit relaxed.

With these fist spiritual spatial seals blocking the enemies before the coastline, even if there were thousands of enemy troops, they couldn't get close to the coastline and pose a threat to the Byzantine Kingdom.

"It seems like we don't need reinforcements from those two b*stards, Sparrow and Barbossa…" Little Luffy thought to himself.

At this moment, an earth-shaking roar sounded on the sea surface further away.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of explosions occurred in the sky, and many black cracks were being torn in space in a distance.

"Oh no! The enemies have supreme masters too! Someone is forcefully breaking the fist spiritual spatial seals left by Alexander His Majesty."

Constantine froze for a moment, and he instantly understood something. His expression turned grim.

Only people on the same level as or stronger than the person who created the fist spiritual spatial seals could wipe them out from space, returning the area to normal.

These Zenitians didn't know when, but a supreme master on the King of Chambord's level suddenly appeared on the side of the enemies, and this person was using his great power to break down every golden sword energy that was about 100 meters long.

That shocking figure blinked in the sky where everything was distorted by the golden sword energies. This figure was enveloped in red flames, fighting against the golden sword energies and slowly disintegrating the terrifying power that was sealed in space.

Under the protection of this unparalleled master, the battleships in the fleet that had collapsed slowly gathered together and backed out of the sea area within five kilometers of the coastline. Less than 200 battleships remained.

"If this goes on, those golden sword energies won't last long."

Constantine slightly shook his head.

The Byzantine Kingdom couldn't bear this war; the strength of the enemies was too powerful.

"Your Majesty, please retreat."

"King of Chambord His Majesty once said, as long as we are alive, we can still fight back. We should reserve our strength and retreat for now!"

"The enemies are too powerful! We can't block them!"

The military officers around Constantine quickly analyzed the situation and knew that they had no chance of winning. Therefore, they all voiced their opinions and recommended the troop to retreat.

"Prepare for battle!"

The young king suddenly became determined after a moment of hesitation.

"Remember, Byzantine is the southern gate of the empire, the first line of defense of the southern region of Zenit. Therefore, we can't retreat without care! Even if we can't win, we need to slow down the enemies to buy time for the Imperial Military Headquarters and the Royal Family of Zenit to react and prepare…" While saying that, Constantine suddenly raised his voice. "Today, let our swords and blood witness the courage and honor of Byzantinians! Battle until death!"

This young king's words ignited the blood of the soldiers and generals around him.

Little Luffy stepped forward and shouted, "Warriors of Chambord are willing to battle alongside the honorable Byzantinians!"

Then, he turned around and said to other warriors of Chambord, "Let's go and return to [King Alexander]. Prepare for battle! Also, send signals to [Black Pearl] and [Cyclops], tell them to reinforce us immediately. We will prove to our brothers of Byzantine that the warriors of Chambord are also honorable! Battle until death!"

The warriors of Chambord's blood was boiling as well, and they jumped off the flagship of Byzantine murderously. With warrior energy flames burning around them, they dashed on the surface of the water and charged toward [King Alexander], the Reserve Whale Battleship of Chambord.

Chapter 1015: The Grim Situation (Part One)

"Izabella, go and organize the retreat of civilians. According to our prior plan, if possible, retreat to the territory of Chambord in one go." While the soldiers around him were hyped up and preparing for battle, Constantine said to his queen, "The enemies are too fierce. I'm afraid that only the super empires in other regions of Azeroth have this level of power. The war finally came. Once Byzantine gets conquered, no other forces in the southern region of Zenit can stop the invaders. I have a feeling that we can only reserve a trace of Byzantinian bloodline if our people retreat to the north of St. Petersburg and rely on the protection of Chambord!"

At this moment, the young and beautiful Izabella didn't panic like normal people would.

She calmly nodded and carefully organized her husband's armor with her slender hands. Then, she smiled and said, "I will be waiting for you in Chambord City. You must live… our child can't be born without a father."

"Our child?" Constantine was elated after a short daze. "You mean… you are pregnant?"

Izabella slightly nodded and said, "In the morning before the celebration, the doctor checked up on me and told me that. Dear, I know that you have honor and responsibility as the king, but you also have to remember that you are the husband of a woman and the father of a child who is going to be born soon."

After a moment of silence, Constantine kissed his wife's forehead.

Seeing the guards and Izabella disappearing into the distance on a small vessel, the young king's grasp of his sword tightened, and his sharp eyebrows raised as determination remained in his bright eyes.

"Child, one day, you will hear the story of your dad, and you will be proud of him. To prevent you and your mom from becoming slaves to others, let me battle to death right here!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

After the last series of explosions, those golden sword energies further away on the surface of the sea finally dimmed and disappeared one after another.

The fist spiritual spatial seals that the King of Chambord left behind were all taken out.

The cruel battle was about to begin!

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…

"Greetings, Mr. Pedro!"

On the flagship of the herald fleet of the [Sea God's Spear], Montoya and others who escaped from death single-kneeled before a figure who was dressed in red and blue armor, and their faces were all pale.

This man was only about 1.7 meters tall, but he looked balanced. He had short black hair and a square face, and he looked perseverant. His right hand held onto his helmet, and his red and blue cape fluttered in the wind. Although he didn't try, a high-level and serious aura enveloped him.

Warrior energy flames burned on this man, making him seem profound. However, the flames were flickering a little. This man used too much of his core energy when trying to break down Fei's terrifying fist spiritual spatial seals on the surface of the sea.

This man's name was Pedro Rodríguez, and the people of Barcelona liked to call him Pedro. He was the Legion Commander of [Sea God's Spear], and he graduated from La Masia Royal Military Academy. He was still young, yet he was one of the most important figures in this level 9 empire.

However, he was very low-profile. Compared to those famous generals of Barcelona such as Messi, Villa, and Xavi, Pedro wasn't famous, but his strength couldn't be ignored.

Chapter 1015: The Grim Situation (Part Two)

It was heard that the unrivaled young lord of the Western Region of Azeroth, Lionel Messi, even admired this silent commander in the navy.

"I already know what happened. Montoya, you are too careless! Although Zenit is only a level 1 empire, don't forget that their emperor is Yassin, a demi-god!"

Although Pedro's tone wasn't harsh, his serious aura made Montoya and others shiver.

"Yes, I know where I was wrong, Senior Brother," Montoya said in regret.

Both Pedro and Montoya graduated from La Masia Royal Military Academy, and Pedro graduated several years earlier. Therefore, it was within reason for Montoya to call Pedro 'Senior Brother'.

However, Pedro frowned, and his thin and long eyebrows twisted together. "Shut up! There is no senior brother on the battlefield."

Montoya blushed and murmured, "Yes, Mr. Pedro. I know where I was wrong."

"You were careless and fell into the Zenitians' trap. The herald fleet suffered great losses, and that can't be overlooked. From now on, you are stripped of your position as the commander of the herald fleet, and you can reflect on your mistakes on a supply ship at the back!" Pedro said decisively.

"Sir, I…"

Montoya got anxious, and he wanted to say something. However, one of his henchmen grabbed him and signaled him not to speak. Then, they stood up, bowed, and backed away.

After leaving the deck, Montoya asked that henchman in displeasure, "Dylan, why did you stop me? Without the control of the fleet, how can I redeem myself? Alves that old dog is going to ride over us and do whatever he wants!"

"Sir, Mr. Pedro is your senior brother, and he is doing this to protect you," Henchman Dylan said with conviction, "You fell into the trap set up by Zenitians, and the fleet lost more than 800 battleships. Once this news gets back to the Royal Family, you will for sure be punished, and you might even be jailed. Then, Alves that b*stard is definitely going to throw more dirt onto you. However, as the Legion Commander of [Sea God's Spear], Mr. Pedro already punished you, so the Royal Family can't say much to that and will probably follow Mr. Pedro's decision. Therefore, you don't need to worry about further punishments."

"That is true." Montoya suddenly understood it but quickly frowned again. "However, now that I'm pretty much in confinement, how can I redeem myself?"

"Hehe, Sir, don't worry. Mr. Pedro didn't say how long he is keeping you on the supply ship. After all, he is your senior brother, and he also has the Catalonia royal bloodline. He is probably just punishing you to show others. When the time is right, you will regain control of the fleet, and you will have many opportunities to redeem yourself!"

-Further away on the flagship of the herald fleet-

"Although you are talented, you still need more practice. Montoya, quickly mature! Barcelona still belongs to the Catalonia royal bloodline; we can't let those outsiders have control over our military. Don't disappoint Mr. Puyol!"

Seeing Montoya and his men disappearing into the distance, Pedro turned around and looked at the fleet of Byzantine that still didn't retreat. Aside from being slightly surprised, he ordered the remaining 200-or-so battleships to turn around and attack without resting!

"Emperor Yassin, you must be the one who placed these fist spiritual spatial seals in place. Are you hiding among the fleet of Byzantine? That is perfect! Let me see how magnificent this legendary emperor in the Northern Region of Azeroth really is!"

Chapter 1015: The Grim Situation (Part Three)

Pedro was battle-hungry!

He was at the back with the main force of [Sea God's Spear] in the beginning, and he dashed over and saved the remaining herald fleet after sensing the shocking energy fluctuations at the front.

…

Boom! Boom! Boom!

When the two parties were about 500 meters away from each other, they started shooting.

The war had officially begun as the magic cannons rumbled and shot out colorful magic energy missiles into the air.

The battleships on both sides activated their magic shields, and the soldiers on the decks were running around and busy like ants. Various shouts sounded on the ships, mixing with the flag signals that were issued. Together, they made the atmosphere indescribably murderous and chaotic.

After the Mad Scientists' Laboratory of Chambord applied the advanced military technologies to the battleships of Byzantine, they were at an advantage in this long-range shoot out. The magic shields on these ships were stronger, and the magic cannons were more lethal. The two fleets moved from 500 meters apart to 20 meters apart, and that process took about ten minutes. During this time, three of the Byzantinian battleships sunk, but Barcelonans paid ten times the price!

When the two fleets were within ten meters apart, magic cannons were no longer effective.

In such a short distance, the explosions that magic energy could do would also damage the battleships on their own side. Therefore, both sides stopped using magic cannons since they all knew this, and they prepared for close-range combat.

At this moment, words were unnecessary.

The prior exchanges already made both sides extremely murderous, and they couldn't wait to kill each other.

…

"The Barcelona Empire!"

When the enemies got close, Constantine finally saw the heraldry on their armor, and his heart sank.

The Barcelona Empire was the most powerful force in the Western Region of Azeroth. In recent years, this empire obtained many geniuses, and its strength skyrocketed; it was becoming the No.1 Empire on the continent.

"Why is such an unrivaled empire suddenly attacking the Zenit Empire?" In Constantine's memory, the two empires held no grudges against each other.

"The enemy is an empire!" Aside from being shocked, Constantine started to worry about Zenit's future.

With Emperor Yassin and King Alexander, Zenitians weren't afraid of any other enemies. However, facing the Barcelona Empire… who could block them?"

"This is tough! Too tough! This is probably the last day that Byzantine will be around."

Constantine looked to the north and thought, "King of Chambord, if I die here in this battle, I hope that you can protect a trace of Byzantinian bloodline and save a trace of bloodline for the Zenit Empire!"

"Attack!" Constantine suddenly shouted as he leaped into the air, and the power of [Seven Injure Fist] was unleashed as he flew toward the enemy battleships.

Behind him, many warriors of Byzantine roared and followed their king, charging toward the powerful enemies fearlessly without hesitation.

…

"Emperor Yassin, where are you hiding?��

While roars and shouts sounded, the battleships smashed into each other. The soldiers on both sides waved their weapons and attacked. Blood spilled everywhere, and severed limbs flew into the air; the scene was tragic. However, Pedro stood at the top of the flagship and didn't move; he was waiting for Emperor Yassin who was 'hiding' amongst these Byzantinians to strike.

When breaking down the fist spiritual spatial seals, Pedro used a ton of energy, and his fear for Emperor Yassin increased. He didn't dare to drop his guard.

Chapter 1015: The Grim Situation (Part Four)

He knew that facing such a terrifying enemy, if he didn't use his full force, he might be in danger of falling.

"Let the ordinary warriors battle it out! This is the fate of soldiers!"

Pedro believed that the warriors of his empire could obliterate the bumpkins in this level 1 affiliated kingdom of a level 1 empire.

However, the reality was the opposite of this arrogant commander's expectation.

The more than 100 battleships of Byzantine showed superior combat capabilities, and the warriors of Byzantine who weren't that powerful appeared to be crazy. They fought fearlessly, and they would grab soldiers of Barcelona and jump into the sea with them even when their bodies were pierced. In the sea, they would use their teeth to bite the soldiers of Barcelona who were also in the water. As long as they were alive, they continued to battle like crazy animals.

Byzantinians had the upper-hand in morale.

"Seven Injure Fist!"

Further away, a handsome young king with a crown on his head roared. He was about 20 years old, and golden energy flames burned on him. His fist technique was dominating, and tiger and dragon roars sounded when he punched out. Every time he punched, dozens of Star-Level Warriors of Barcelona exploded. This young man was unrivaled wherever he went!

Even the Moon-Class Elites in red and blue armor couldn't take more than one strike from him.

"Such an overbearing fist technique! Is he the [Sky Covering Fist] King of Chambord? A master of Zenit in the rumors? Such a young hero!" Pedro sighed in his mind.

The morale of this small level 1 empire shocked this arrogant commander of a powerful naval legion of Barcelona.

However, Pedro still didn't get involved in the battle on that level; he was searching for Emperor Yassin who was 'hiding' in the area.

The fist spiritual spatial seals scared Petro a little, and he didn't dare to be arrogant and act recklessly. Since fist spiritual spatial seals would gradually weaken as time passed by, Pedro believed that Emperor Yassin was here. According to the information that Barcelona gathered on Emperor Yassin, Pedro believed that these fist spiritual spatial seals were set up by Emperor Yassin within a day; that was why he was so confident in his estimates.

Unfortunately for Pedro, even if he were dreaming, he wouldn't have guessed that the person who set up the fist spiritual spatial seals was the King of Chambord who he overlooked, and the person who he thought was the King of Chambord was actually only King Constantine of Byzantine.

Barcelona was a level 9 empire, and it was dominating in the Western Region of Azeroth. Although they were attacking Zenit for that mysterious reason, they didn't think that a level 1 empire could do anything against them, so they didn't do much investigation. As a result, they were going to suffer.

…

When a bit of light appeared on the horizon in the morning, the land finally appeared at the place where the sky and the sea connected.

Giant Swan Leona chirped, and it resonated in the sky.

The orcs who were sleeping instantly jumped up, and Pig Clan Chief Altis snorted twice before opening his drunken eyes. Then, he shook his head and was elated.

Altis quickly walked to Fei's side and said fawningly, "Oh, we are here! Look, Your Majesty. The [Banished Land] is right before us…"

Chapter 1016: The City of Behemoth, Ending of the Battle at Sea (Part One)

Hearing Pig Clan Chief Altis' words, Fei nodded.

Giant Swan Leona's speed was insanely fast! Great Priest Nash didn't exaggerate at all; even true gods couldn't catch up to her. In one night, she flew for hundreds of thousands of kilometers and passed the ocean, arriving on land.

Fei guessed that this was an island. However, the size of this island was giant, comparable to a continent. Looking around from the sky above the coastline, Fei couldn't see the end.

Strange rocks were everywhere on the island, and the edge of the island looked dark-red; no greeneries covered this place.

It should be the most peaceful in the morning, but many tornadoes were ravaging the island. The sand was blown into the air, and the sandstorm looked like a giant wall that connected the land to the sky, blocking everyone's sight. As a result, Fei couldn't see what was further away behind it.

Before coming here, orc masters such as Great Priest Nash and O'Neal said that the environment at the [Banished Land] was terrible and comparable to hell. Now seeing this, Fei had to admit that it was quite bad.

"This is the Starfall Desert at the edge of the [Banished Land]. Tornadoes always blow, and quicksand is everywhere. No birds or beasts can live in it, and even ants were extinguished. No creature can survive in it. We need to pass this desert to reach the relatively safe area; that is where the Behemoth Orc Tribe is at," Great Priest Nash explained patiently.

Fei nodded.

After about one more hour, they traveled for about 100,000 kilometers, and the red desert finally started to gradually disappear.

Then, it was the endless rolling mountains. The black and grey mountains extended to the horizon, and they had little plants on them. Red soil (red clay), yellow soil (loess), and black soil (chernozem) mixed and combined, and many wide rivers and ditches existed between mountains and looked like evil dragons. These grey and dark colors made people feel desperate.

Finally, there were some vague trails of existence and activity of intellectual species.

On some tall mountains, there were god statues that were more than 1,000 meters tall, standing straight and fearless.

"This is the place where behemoth orcs live." Great Priest Nash looked at the terrible living condition below and lamented.

Compared to the world on the other side of the Endless Sea of Forests, this place was fear-inducing and filled with desperation. In legends, this place was where gods banished the evil, cruel, and unforgivable criminals, and that was where it got its name, [Banished Land].

Giant Swan Leona didn't just descend here.

"This is only the edge of [Banished Land], and the environment is poor. Only a few clans such as the Mouse Clan with strong reproductive and survival abilities live in caves around here. The condition is a bit better further in, and it is more suitable for ordinary orcs to live there. Although it is the center of the Behemoth Orc Tribe, it isn't much better."

As Great Priest Nash introduced this place to everyone, these Chambordians' understanding of the orcs got deeper.

Fei couldn't help but feel pity toward the fate of this tribe that was once dominating and glorious on Azeroth.

The rolling mountains were all made of soil and dirt, and there were almost no resources. There were only minimal plants, minimal ores, and a lot of soil. All those statues standing on the peak of mountains were made from red clay.

Living in such an environment without abundant resources, no wonder the orc masters drooled even looking at the most ordinary metal saber.

After about 30 minutes, the trails of orcs' activities increased.

With Fei and other masters' eyesight, they could see living beings moving around and doing things.