Chapter 148 Stealing God

The domineering atmosphere filled the air, and Sean's perception was pushed to the limit. Although it was a bit incredible, Sean's perception clearly told him that the statue in front of him was neither made of gold nor carved from black stone, but a real one. of flesh and blood.

"This is really a surprise."

After being stunned, a smile formed on the corner of Sean's mouth. If it were a real statue of a god, even if it was a precious treasure, Sean might not move it. After all, it represents a god, whether he has fallen or not. In this era where the gods are gradually returning, there is still some respect that should be there, but it is completely different if it is a flesh and blood body. After all, a flesh and blood body cannot be used as an idol of the gods.

"Behemoth, the king among kings."

Murmurs sounded, and twisted tree roots began to slowly stretch out from behind Sean. At the same time, Sean's surroundings began to become blurry, but it only lasted for a moment, and then recovered in the next moment. It's normal.

Illusion, Reflection, can distort people's vision, and Secret Technique, Space Mystery Lock, can seal the aura fluctuations in a space. Although there is no Sharingan, Sean can still perform some simple illusions. The reflection and the incomplete version of the space mystery lock just meet Sean's needs at this time.

At this moment, Sean had already let some roots of the Devil Fruit tree come over inside the temple, but from the outside, the scene inside the temple was still exactly the same as before, without any changes.

The roots spread and penetrated into the statue's body. It rarely encountered some resistance, but this did not change its outcome.

Time passed, and after a while, the gilded statue disappeared. At the same time, a pear-shaped fruit appeared between the branches and leaves of the Devil Fruit tree.

"This thing is..."

The idol disappeared, and Sean's eyes suddenly froze, and he stretched out his hand to grab a handful in the void.

"Soul fragments."

Although souls are intangible and insubstantial, in Sean's eyes there is no difference between them and real objects.

The ability of the Soul Soul Fruit was activated, and the soul fragments in his hands were quickly absorbed by Sean.

And at the moment when the statue of the god completely disappeared, in a side hall, a blind old orc who was sitting quietly with a sword or knife across his legs suddenly stood up. He was wearing coarse linen clothes, thin and tall. Not tall, only about 1.78 meters, far inferior to those strong orcs, but the moment he stood up, a biting edge filled the entire hall.

"So that's it."

Although most of the information in the soul fragments is chaotic and incomplete,

But Sean still gained some useful information and roughly clarified the outline of the matter.

The current temple or these green-skinned orcs all belong to the former Beamon Empire. Since it is named after Beamon, this empire was naturally opened by Beamon.

Pure-blood Behemoth itself is a top king-level Warcraft, but this is not their limit. In the ancient times, there was a Behemoth who broke the shackles of his bloodline and became a seventh-level Warcraft Emperor. The Behemoth Empire was born from this It was opened by the bloodline of a Warcraft Emperor.

The Behemoth body in the temple is the sixth emperor of the Behemoth Empire, Zeros Woods. It has extraordinary blood and rare talent and talent. It taps out the power of its bloodline at an incredible speed and becomes Behemoth. The youngest sixth-level king of the clan, all the subjects of the Beamon Empire thought that he would be the second Beamon of the Beamon clan to break the shackles of blood and become a seventh-level emperor. However, things went against expectations. The progress of Zeros Woods after the sixth level Although it was still not slow, after reaching the top of the sixth level, it was difficult to move forward, and it was firmly locked there.

In order to break through, Zeros made many attempts, but to no avail. Finally, it came up with a way to steal the gods.

After the establishment of the Behemoth Empire, the seventh-level Warcraft Emperor was revered as a god by his subjects. As time went by, this saying not only did not disappear but became more and more popular. In order to consolidate its rule and deepen its authority, the Behemoth royal family acquiesced. He believed this statement and built a temple. Under such circumstances, the Behemoth Emperor, who no longer knew where he went, became the god of battle and fearlessness in the hearts of everyone in the Behemoth Empire.

With no hope of breaking the shackles of his bloodline, Zeros set his sights on another path to breakthrough, which was to become a god.

The gods hold power, and becoming a god is not a simple matter. To a certain extent, taking this path is no easier than opening the shackles of blood.

However, Zeros' talent is indeed the best. It has found a shortcut, which is to steal the gods.

Although the seventh-level Behemoth Emperor is revered as a god, it does not have the corresponding authority. This allows Zeros to see an opportunity. As time goes by, the concept of the God of Battle and Courage has become deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and belief has spread throughout Behemoth. The empire even radiated to a wider area. Under such circumstances, Zeros thought of stealing the gods and stealing the faith and glory of the gods.

Most people cannot do it even if they think of this method, but Zeros is different. It is also Beamon, and the blood of the Warcraft Emperor still flows in its body. Using this as a traction, and then blurring the identity of the Warcraft Emperor, then Stealing faith is not impossible.

As long as he can steal the huge power of faith, then Zeros will be able to use it as a basis to condense authority and become the true god of battle and fearlessness.

This plan sounds a bit fanciful, but in fact Zeros is very close to success. It is a pity that the demonic tide recedes, the royal bloodline of the Beamon Empire becomes thinner and weaker, and the power gradually weakens. In the end, the iron hooves of the human knights trample this area. In the land of the orcs, the huge Behemoth Empire collapsed, and with it the belief in the God of Fighting and Fearlessness.

"What a genius. He could think of such a method. It's a pity that he doesn't seem to have good luck."

After sighing slightly, Sean turned and left the temple. Although he had just made a cover-up, it was inevitable that some orcs would find something wrong over time.

Phew, the soundless sword light quietly emerged, and Sean's soul body quickly dissipated.

When they reunited, Sean's expression was not good-looking. He didn't notice the approaching knife just now, and the most important thing was that his left arm was now empty.

Although he is a soul body, the broken left arm is not really broken, but the damage to his soul is real.

"Since your Excellency is here, why don't you stay a little longer."

The sound came out, and a blind old orc with a scar piercing his eyes appeared in front of Sean. It was obvious that he had cut the knife just now.

"Oh, I don't know who you are, but you are so hospitable."

Without rushing to take action, Sean looked at the old orc carefully.

"Here is Baloric of the Dragonmaw."

Sean was not in a hurry, and neither was the old orc, as if he was really entertaining guests.

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