The domineering spirit of seeing and hearing was filled with the sense that it was driven to its limit by Sean. Although it was a bit incredible, Sean's perception clearly informed him that the statue in front of him was neither cast in gold nor carved by black stone, but a real flesh and blood body.

"This is really a surprise."

After being stunned, a smile appeared on the corner of Sean's mouth. If it was a real statue of god, even if it was a precious treasure, Sean might not move. After all, it represents a god. Regardless of whether it fell or not, in this era when the gods were gradually returning, there should be awe, but it is a flesh and blood body, which is completely different. After all, a flesh and blood body cannot be used as a god's statue.

"Bimon's Behemoth, the king among kings."

A murmur sounded, and twisted tree roots began to slowly stretch out from behind Sean. At the same time, Sean's surroundings began to become blurred, but in just a moment, they returned to normal in the next moment.

Illusion·Reflection can distort people's vision, secret art·Space Lock, and can close the aura fluctuations of a space. Although there is no Sharingan, some simple illusion Sean can still be used. Reflection and the incomplete version of the space Lock can just meet Sean's needs at this time.

At this moment, although Shaun had already brought some roots of the Demon Fruit Tree to the temple, from the outside, the scene inside the temple was still exactly the same as before, without any change.

The roots spread and pierced into the body of the statue. They rarely encountered some resistance, but this did not change its ending.

Time passed, and in a short while, the gilded statue disappeared from its original place. At the same time, a pear-shaped fruit appeared between the branches and leaves of the Demon Fruit Tree.

“This thing is………”

The statue disappeared, and Sean's eyes suddenly condensed, and he reached out to grab a hand in the void.

"Soul fragments."

Although souls are invisible and intangible, in Sean's eyes, they are no different from real objects.

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

And just as the statue completely disappeared, a blind old orc who was sitting quietly in a side hall with a sword or knife placed across his legs suddenly stood up. He was wearing a coarse linen, thin, not tall, only about 1.78 meters tall, far from being able to compare with those strong orcs, but at the moment he stood up, a sharp sharpness filled the entire hall.

"So that's how it is."

Although most of the information in the soul fragments is chaotic and incomplete, Sean still gained some useful information and roughly sorted out the summary of the matter.

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

Pure blood behemoth itself is the top monarchal monster, but this is not their limit. In the ancient times, a behemoth broke the bloodline and became a seventh-level demon beast emperor. The Behemoth Empire was opened up by the bloodline of this demon beast emperor.

This Bemon body in the temple is Zeros Woods, the sixth emperor of the Bemon Empire. It has extraordinary bloodlines and talent that is rare in the world. It can dig out the power of bloodlines at an incredible speed and become the youngest sixth-level king of the Bemon clan. All subjects of the Bemon Empire think that it will be the second Bemon of the Bemon clan to break the bloodline shackles and become the seventh-level emperor. But things went against my wishes. Although Zeros Woods' progress speed after the sixth-level is still not slow, it is difficult to make progress after reaching the peak of the sixth-level and is firmly locked there.

In order to make a breakthrough, Zeros made many attempts, but none of them worked. In the end, he thought of a way to steal God.

After the founding of the Bemon Empire, the seventh-level demon beast emperor was respected as a god by his subjects. As time goes by, this statement not only did not disappear but became more and more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In order to consolidate his rule and deepen his authority, the Bemon royal family accused this statement and built a temple. Under such circumstances, the Bemon Emperor who had long since gone there became the God of Fighting and Fearlessness in the hearts of all the Bemon Empire.

When there was no hope of opening the blood shackles, Zeros turned his attention to another breakthrough path, that is, becoming a god.

It is not a simple matter for the gods to be a god. To some extent, taking this path is no easier than opening up the shackles of blood.

However, Zeros' talent is indeed the best, and he has found a shortcut, that is, stealing God.

Although the seventh-level Bemon Emperor was respected as God, he did not condense the corresponding authority itself, which gave Zeros an opportunity. As time passed, the concept of the God of Battle and the God of Courage had become deeply rooted in people's hearts, and his faith was spread throughout the Bemon Empire and even radiated to a wider area. Under such circumstances, Zeros thought of stealing God and stealing God's faith and glory.

Even if ordinary people think of this method, they cannot do it, but Zeros is different. It is also a behemoth. The blood of the Warcraft Emperor flows in its body. Using this as a pull and blur the identity of the Warcraft Emperor, it is not impossible to steal faith.

As long as he can steal that huge power of faith, Zeros can use this as a basis to condense his authority and become a true god of fighting and fearlessness.

This plan sounds a bit fantastic, but in fact Zeros is already very close to success. Unfortunately, the demon tide has retreated, and the royal bloodline of the Bemon Empire has become thinner and weaker, and its power has gradually weakened. In the end, the iron hooves of the human knight trampled on this orc land. The huge Bemon Empire collapsed, and the belief of the God of Fearlessness was also disintegrated.

"I'm really a genius. I can think of this method, but unfortunately my luck seems to be bad."

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

Whoosh, a silent sword light quietly emerged, and Sean's soul body quickly dissipated.

When he gathered again, Sean's face was not good-looking. The approaching of the knife just now made him not discover it in advance. The most important thing is that his left arm is now empty.

Although he is a soul body, his left arm is not really broken, but his soul is damaged.

"Since you are here, why don't you stay for a while?"

The voice came out, and a blind old orc whose eyes were penetrated by a scar appeared in front of Sean. It was obvious that the knife he just slashed out.

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

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

"In the Halong-throat Barolick."
Chapter completed!