The war between the Red Fire Kingdom and the Sand Sea Kingdom was still ongoing. The Darkness invasion could not stop the war between the two kingdoms.
Up until now, the major events on the Legendary continent had not changed much. The City of Dawn could still develop according to plan.
The regular army helped the small tribes and neutral territories to defend against the Darkness invasion for free. At the same time, they brought them back to the City of Dawn.
The players were hired to help defend the territories of the Grand Duchies and engage in bloody battles.
Everything was carried out in an orderly manner.
William guarded the Fortress of the Red Fire Kingdom. He seemed to be idle every day, but no one noticed that his eyes were often in a daze.
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The scene shifted to a handsome man.
His body was glowing with faint light, and his aura was like that of a God. His every move had an extraordinary charm.
Was he a God?
Actually, it was true.
He was a natural-born God. An existence like him was not like a creature of the mortal world.
He also had a simple name.
That was …
"Odin, I've brought you out. Why are you still in a daze? Can't you have some fun?" Taylor's voice suddenly sounded.
Odin calmly glanced at him. He was too lazy to speak.
His current persona was that of a tsundere, cold, and extremely arrogant God. He had to make good use of it!
Taylor, who was a Legendary professional and had the pale Orc bloodline, did not feel anything. He was used to Odin's habit of ignoring him.
Even though he knew that he was stronger than Odin, he knew that Odin would become stronger sooner or later. Odin might even become a legendary existence.
He also knew that Odin did not like to talk, but he really cared about him.
Every time Odin obtained a Sacred Vein, he would let Taylor eat some. Two days ago, when the Dwarf King had given him a Sacred Vein, Odin had forced one-third of it to Taylor. Odin did not speak, but his eyes showed that if Taylor did not accept it, he would not take it either.
Taylor was very touched, so he kept the Sacred Vein. He planned to give the remaining Sacred Vein to Odin after Odin had finished eating the other Sacred Veins.
Taylor knew that Odin still wanted to eat. When he was not full, he would go out to hunt for food. He had caused a lot of trouble in the past three months.
If it was someone else, they would have been sent flying by Gurte's slap.
Ever since the Orc Empire retreated from the Legendary continent, they had found a decent-sized island in the Endless Ocean and settled eight million of their people there.
However, they were not on that island at the moment.
Instead, he came to the Middle Earth in the west.
This continent was almost the same size as the legendary continent.
The most powerful forces were the two human empires, the Holy Empire and the Rose Empire.
Four elven kingdoms.
Five Dwarf Kingdoms.
Two Harpy Kingdoms.
However, what was more important was that there was an Orc Empire, two Orc Kingdoms, and Orc Tribes all over the continent.
At the end of the second era, the Beastmen suffered a great blow.
However, aside from the Fantasy Continent and the Impassable Continent, even if the Orcs of the other continents were severely suppressed, there were still three Orc Empires on the Legendary Continent, the Midland Continent, and the Faith Continent.
Now that the Orc Empire had been driven away from the Legendary continent, the Icebound Sword Sage Gurte had found an island to establish his foothold on. He also intended to develop in the Middle-earth Continent.
Oh.
It had to be said.
In the face of the pressure from the various races on the continent, the Saint-level Orcs still sympathized with one another. They were all doing this for the sake of the Orc race.
The Saint-level Orcs of the Middle-earth Continent expressed their support for Gurte's arrival, but they were unable to provide him with much foothold.
Simply put.
If you want to fight, go ahead.
I don't dare to. At most, I can cheer for you.
Ever since I heard that you were defeated, I've become very timid. If not for the fact that my trump card is close to the Dwarf Kingdom and the Human Kingdom, I might have suffered the same fate.
Therefore, Gurte only intended to investigate the Central Earth to see if there was a place suitable for him to develop. If there wasn't … he would go to other continents.
After all, as an ambitious Saint-level Orc, even if he knew that the Gods' continents would be united sooner or later, he was unwilling to let his people live on a small island.
Fortunately, although he had lost tens of millions of his people, the Dark World would give him sufficient compensation in the future. At least, he would not fall into a desperate situation.
Ever since he came to the Middle-earth Continent, Gurte had disappeared almost all day. He had left again yesterday, and no one knew when he would return.
Odin and Taylor were in the Orc Kingdom's capital, standing quietly on the city walls. Taylor did not know what Odin was thinking. He was only responsible for accompanying him and acting as an excellent bodyguard.
They were commonly known as the Path Protector.
After a long time.
Odin suddenly said, "I want to develop believers in the Middle-earth Continent."
"Hmm?" Taylor's eyes widened. Brother, are you just saying that, or are you really going to do it?
Odin pondered for a while, looked around, and said, "There are still too few Orcs. In addition, I don't look like an Orc, and the Orc faith is not pure enough. This will not be easy for me to become a God in the future."
Taylor revealed a look of sudden realization. He asked nervously, "You want to become a God, but you still need faith?"
Odin raised his eyebrows slightly, but he still nodded and said, "I mainly rely on devouring magic power ore veins, but faith is also the key reason why I can condense Godhood."
"Godhood?" Taylor seemed to have heard these two words from a long time ago. Saints did not need to condense Godhood at all.
As a top Legendary professional, he still understood. However, he was still a little far from becoming a Saint, and it seemed that he would not have such an opportunity in this lifetime.
Odin found that he did not quite understand, so he explained, "Godhood is the core of a God's power. All the magic power I devour will be condensed here. You can think of Godhood as my position. The stronger the Godhood, the stronger I will be.
And faith is the catalyst for Godhood. It is not the key factor in Godhood. In fact, I can also become a God without faith, and I can even become stronger. It can also cause the problem of not being able to continue advancing because of the lack of faith.
But without faith, my cultivation speed will be very slow, and I will need to devour a lot of Holy Veins. "
"Sure." A voice suddenly sounded.
No one knew when Gurte had appeared beside the two of them. This old fox had hidden a long time ago, and when he had nothing to do, he would eavesdrop on the conversation between Odin and Taylor. He had some information in his mind, but his face was expressionless as he said, "I support you in developing believers here, but as a natural God, it seems a little dangerous for you to appear so openly in the Central Continent."
Odin glanced at the faint brilliance on his body and said softly, "As long as I become a Legend, the divine light on my body will be completely hidden.
I can completely pretend to be a professional practicing Shinto. Even if a Saint pays attention to me, they won't care too much.
Even if they are really a threat to me, can't I run away? "
"Oh, so that's how it is. No wonder the light on your body is getting less and less." Gurte nodded thoughtfully. This guy had devoured seven and a half Holy Veins so far, and the holy light on his body was getting less and less.
Those were the Holy Veins that he had snatched after suffering countless beatings and curses.
Every time Gurte gave the Holy Veins to Odin, he looked reluctant, but the effect was obviously very good.
Just after the seventh Holy Vein was devoured, his strength became stronger again, and the others could finally see this guy's face.
It was that day.
He gave himself a name.
Odin.
This name.
It was carefully chosen by William. Because in the Gods' continent, there was no God named Odin.
For example, the Thunder God Thor. He was also born from heaven and earth, and he was not the son of Odin.
Hmm.
But no matter what.
Anyway, he wanted to be Odin. Especially in front of the players who had heard of the Norse mythology, he was determined to be the father of Thor.
Gurte and the others did not know why he gave himself this name.
But they felt that this name was not ordinary and seemed to be a little interesting.
More importantly, on the day when Odin shouted his name for the first time.
A crack suddenly appeared in the originally dark sky, and only a ray of golden light shone on his body.
In this magical fantasy world, as a Saint, Gurte did not realize that Odin had done something. So he had to admit that Odin was something. In the future, he might really become the pillar of the Orcs.
In particular, Gods were not humans. They could accept all kinds of beliefs.
In addition, Odin had been in contact with the Orcs since the beginning. Gurte had basically let down his guard against Odin.
But when Gurte heard that Odin could escape from the pursuit of a Saint at the Legendary level, he did not know what to think.
But in the end, he made up his mind and said in a deep voice, "Give me a few days and I'll settle the two and a half sacred veins for you."
"Okay." Odin nodded indifferently.
Gurte felt a little hurt when he saw Odin's ungrateful face. He felt that he had thrown away a lot of benefits for nothing.
But he believed that Odin could not leave him. He also believed that even if Odin was a God, he still had feelings.
During this period of time, he had been instilling in Odin the idea of treating the Orcs well and treating the Orcs as family and friends.
Although the guy in front of him did not seem to have changed, and he had no prejudice against any race, he believed that with his persistence, he would definitely be able to befriend Odin in the future.
Especially when he discovered a problem.
The Orcs in the Middle Continent did not seem to be living a better life than the Legendary Continent. In addition, with the appearance of the Darkness Invasion, the Central Continent did not seem to have any reaction, but the powerhouses were all on standby. They seemed to be worried that the Darkness Forces might launch a large-scale invasion.
So, he did not want to wander around here. He would be easily seen as a thorn in the flesh. If that happened, he would be killed directly. That would be terrible!
But another advantage was that there were still many religions and shrines in the Middle Continent. It seemed to be beneficial for Odin's development and strength.
Especially when he felt that he could not feed this glutton to his heart's content.
This little guy always stared at him with a gaze that said, "I want more, I want more." He was almost making a Saint feel weak.
So, he decided to feed Odin in one go so that he could quickly become a Legendary professional. Then, he would immediately let him go.
He had no choice.
He could not afford to offend him!
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