Chapter 1085: Miracle (Part One)
For a mont, all orcs were staring at Fei and Entus.
Upon hearing the news, more and more orcs moved toward the square and gathered around it.
This was a mystical feeling. For so reason, many people felt like this long selection process for the new pope was about to end soon.
Many orcs gathered around the square like water filling a giant lake.
Now, Entus was also looking at Fei.
He knew why the Beast God Statue hadn’t responded to anyone just yet; it was due to the agreent from 1,000 years ago.
The throne in the Beast God Palace belonged to Fei, but Entus was curious as to how this position was going to land on Fei.
At this mont, Fei was subconsciously rged into a mystical state.
“How about it? Do you sense the summoning of your fate?” that mysterious voice sounded in Fei’s mind.
The king nodded.
Beast God Rexxar’s statue seed to be emitting a vague aura of thirst as if it was waiting for sothing to return.
“Now, it is about ti for you to reclaim what is yours,” the cold, mysterious voice laughed in Fei’s head, “You will walk toward your godly throne one step at a ti, redeeming your forr glory and washing away your past sha. By then, you will understand everything, including your identity and all the past grudges.”
Fei didn’t say anything.
Back in the grand godly realm, Fei barely refined that world by borrowing Emperor Yassin’s strength. That mysterious voice finally started to answer so of his questions, but it was still silent toward the critical questions. It claid that Fei would one day understand everything, and knowing too much in advance wouldn’t be good for him.
Soon, Fei was less than 1,000 ters away from Beast God Rexxar’s statue.
This godly statue was less than ten ters tall, and it was unclear what material it was made of. It looked real, and a misty aura surrounded it in the night, making it look like a living being.
This statue was a saint item in the Behemoth Orc Tribe, and it was very spiritual and had an ancient history.
It was heard that this statue could communicate with the gods in Heaven, and anyone who could get a response from it would beco the next pope of the Beast God Palace.
To Fei, streaks of intimate and desiring emotions were coming off this statue and attracting his attention.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Suddenly, unexpected changes occurred.
Fires burned in the sky for no reason, and many teorites that were engulfed in blazing flas appeared in the sky. As if it was the end of the world, the teorites fell from the sky like raindrops in a storm. While dragging long and smokey tails, these teorites crashed toward the City of Behemoth.
“God!”
“No!”
“Why is this happening?”
A series of screams of desperation and shouts of panic sounded in the crowds of orcs.
It was too late to escape now. An area with a radius of more than 20 kiloters was in range for the disastrous catastrophe.
Everyone stared at the blazing teorites that were falling from the sky, and they felt like their throats were clenched by the Grim Reaper. Desperation was written all over their faces.
So Moon-Class, Sun-Class, and even demi-godly orc masters flew into the sky, unleashing their full strength and trying to wipe out this unimaginable catastrophe using their powers.
However, the teorite rain was too intense! There were too many teorites, and these orc masters couldn’t block all of them.
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