Hail the King

Bast said, “Since the situation is dire, you and the behemoth orcs should immediately return to the [Banished Land] and give this recording scroll to His Majesty, letting him make the decision. At the same time, please inform him that we will get everything that orcs need for the migration within 20 days.”

“Head Minister, please take care.” Torres turned around and left. After finally coming home, Torres didn’t get the chance to go back and see his loved ones and relatives, and he didn’t even get to eat a hot meal. He and the orc masters instantly turned into beams of light and disappeared into the Endless Sea of Forests behind Chambord.

After Torres and the orc masters left, Bast suddenly thought of something and patted his forehead with his palm. He murmured, “I was too busy thinking and forgot! Damn it! It seemed like the orc masters beside Torres were all powerful. I should have asked a few of them to stay; they could be free fighters. Hehe, if some of them are injured while fighting with Barcelonans, grudges between the two forces will be created. By then, Chambord won’t even need to get the orcs to hate on the Barcelonans; they will fight each other when seeing each other! I made a mistake!”

This old man was quite cunning.

The six orc masters who were accompanying Torres back to the [Banished Land] all sneezed and shivered as if they sensed a chill.

…

-Diablo World, the grand godly realm behind the purple teleportation gate-

With his eyes tightly closed, Fei was still inside that mystical state of epiphany. He wasn’t sure how much time had passed, and he also didn’t know what was happening in the outside world.

Faint-yellow power of faith flowed to him from all directions, and it was getting thicker and thicker. Like silk, Fei was entirely enveloped in it. The cocoon-like energy sphere was in two colors, silver and yellow, and it expanded and shrunk repeatedly like the heart of a giant.

Every time this cocoon of light that wrapped around Fei expanded and shrunk, it felt like a long and mystical cycle passed, emitting an invisible yet grand power. The entire godly realm was slowly changing because of it.

Fei had been in this state for more than 20 days.

Right now, inside the giant godly realm, the grass was still green, the plane was still wide, the rivers were still rapid, and animals were still active. However, an indescribable atmosphere had appeared. If this giant world felt holy, ethereal, and unapproachable before, now it seemed like it was welcoming intelligent creatures, and it turned into a vivid world that humans could live in.

Perhaps this was what that mysterious voice meant when it said that Fei had to refine this godly realm.

As time passed by, more and more power of faith dashed through space and time and appeared around Fei.

The reason was simple.

First, Barcelona invaded Zenit, killing many people and burning down many towns to annihilate all Zenitians. As the situation grew more and more dangerous, more and more citizens of Zenit prayed and hoped that the Imperial Martial Saint would appear and turn the tables. After all, the king had appeared many times before when Zenit was in danger, and the volume of the power of faith that the citizens of Zenit offered Fei reached an all-time high.

Second, Dark Demonic Armor Basturk and other magic puppets like [No.1] saved more and more orcs within the [Banished Land] and promoted the king’s kindness and greatness. Also, as the rumor that Fei was Beast God Rexxar’s reincarnation got passed around, more and more orcs believed in Fei.

“Huh? It looks like Alexander can refine the grand godly realm in advance!” that mysterious voice sounded in the godly realm.

Of course, Fei who was in a critical state couldn’t hear this.