The Son of White Wind said, closing his eyes.
Jiang Wang also sighed. Although he wasn't an orc, such a tragic event still made him feel sorrowful.
He hadn't even warmed the Beast King's throne before he had to rush up and fight the enemy to the bitter end.
"That's not right. If the Wood Whispers launch a surprise attack, wouldn't the Hero Altar be ruined?"
Jiang Wang blinked. If the altar was gone, then the Beast Soul Inheritance and the Beast King's coronation would be impossible.
"The Wood Whispers launched a surprise attack at that time to destroy our altar."
"But the problem is, the altar isn't a fixed building."
"As long as the orcs' footprints still exist, the altar can be built at any time. We are the components of the altar."
The Son of White Wind said, patting his chest.
Such a statement sounded a bit mysterious, but Jiang Wang vaguely sensed something.
"It's like the Super Saiyan God's transformation ritual."
Several Saiyans gather together to allow one Saiyan to become a Super Saiyan God.
So that's how it is. The orc race calls itself a fighting race, coupled with that berserk skill that enhances combat power.
After all is said and done, you're pretty much the same as Saiyans, aren't you?
"What is that? I don't understand."
The Son of White Wind looked puzzled.
"A fighting race like you, but only exists in comics."
Jiang Wang smiled wryly. If he really explained it, the Son of White Wind definitely wouldn't understand.
In short, the so-called Beast Soul Inheritance is probably some kind of power emitted when multiple orcs gather together.
And this power gathers in one place, allowing a selected orc to break through to the Void Breaking realm.
This is the "Hero Altar," this is the "Coronation Ceremony."
"If I have the chance, let me study your ritual."
Jiang Wang said, revealing an interested smile.
"Then, tell me more about the Wood Whispers later."
The Son of White Wind gradually accepted the term "Wood Whispers."
Before, he called the Wood Whispers plant bastards.
"The Wood Whisper group, led by the Wood Whisper Divine Lord, are all bastards."
The Son of White Wind said, a look of anger appearing on his face.
Jiang Wang also had some guesses about the Wood Whisper race.
Their history is false, their combat power is trash. No matter how you look at it, they're just troublesome guys.
"They are outsiders, brought over by the Wood Whisper Divine Lord hundreds of years ago."
"This world belongs to us. What Wood Whisper world? That's complete nonsense."
"This is our orc world!"
The Son of White Wind said, veins popping out on his forehead. There was no doubt that what happened back then made him furious.
Jiang Wang nodded. Such a statement seemed to confirm his previous guess.
The Wood Whisper race came from another world. They stole this world.
The false history was to cover all of this. They planned to permanently occupy this land.
"Back then, the Wood Whisper Divine Lord came here, covered in wounds, hoping to heal."
"He kept saying that he would leave once he was healed."
"Who would have thought that he would directly transform into a giant tree, taking root in this land."
The Son of White Wind began to recount what happened in the past, still maintaining an angry expression.
It was clear that the Wood Whisper Divine Lord's actions back then were indeed hated by everyone.
"Our Beast King, of course, struck hard, beating the Wood Whisper Divine Lord until he begged for mercy."
"He made another promise, saying that he would definitely leave."
"Until, more outsiders came to this world. From that moment on, everything changed."
The Son of White Wind continued, his expression turning to sorrow.
Without a doubt, the outsiders were the Wood Whisper Divine Lord's transformed offspring, and the balance of the war shifted.
It could only be said that the orc race was ultimately a bit simple-minded. Who would have thought that the Wood Whisper Divine Lord would be so shameless?
But this was also natural. To pursue benefits, being shameless is often the optimal solution.
"From that moment on, our orc race fell into a passive situation."
"And that tree began to grow faster. Everything changed."
"We organized several counterattacks, but they were easily resolved by the other side."
The Son of White Wind said, shaking his head.
In this way, he had completely explained the matters of the Wood Whisper race and the orc race.
"Don't worry, I will do my best to help you. It's just the Wood Whisper race, right? Watch me easily solve it."
Jiang Wang said, revealing a relaxed smile.
This world originally belonged to the orc race. In that case, everything was logical.
Helping the orc race reclaim their own world and kill the Wood Whisper Divine Lord. Doesn't that sound like a good deed?
Jiang Wang had now joined the Holy Temple. To get in touch with the experts of the Holy Temple, he took such actions, which was understandable.
Chapter 551: The Great Philanthropist
The Holy Temple had summarized a set of theories: chaotic worlds are often more easily invaded by the power of the abyss.
And the Holy Temple organization would do its best to deal with the chaos in various worlds.
Jiang Wang helped the orc race to eliminate the evil Wood Whisper race, everything was reasonable.
This active action also earned him some fame within the Holy Temple organization.
Don't underestimate this fame. Jiang Wang's subsequent actions would become smoother.
He definitely had to help the orc race.
To be honest, the Wood Whisper Divine Lord was really unlucky. Who did he provoke? He had to provoke Jiang Wang. Wouldn't that cause trouble?
The negotiation with the Son of White Wind was over. Jiang Wang asked him to retreat first.
Soon, Jiang Wang went to find Sira. This guy was doing strange movements.
It was said that this was the Holy Temple's secret fist technique, used in conjunction with the Hand of God, with considerable power.
It was the so-called physical technique. He hadn't used this set of fist techniques during the previous battle.
After regaining his consciousness, his whole state seemed a bit strange.
Practicing boxing was also to deepen his control over his body, which was conducive to stabilizing his heart.
It could be seen that after the Wood Whisper Divine Lord transformed others into offspring, he would weaken their strength to a certain extent.
Perhaps Sira's combat power was far more powerful than before.
Jiang Wang didn't have much pursuit of fist techniques, but Sira's punches were powerful and looked quite handsome.
"I want to know how strong the Wood Whisper Divine Lord actually is."
Jiang Wang asked directly.
Sira stopped his movements, crossing his arms in front of his chest. He tilted his head and began to think.
"According to my guess, his strength should be at least at the third level of the Void Breaking realm, but he definitely has secret cards."
"If there are no accidents, the strength of the third level of the Void Breaking realm is not enough to deal with him at all."
"That sacred tree was not planted casually. Hundreds of years of accumulation have made it inseparable from this world."
Sira said, shaking his head, revealing a bitter expression.
"In other words, you think we have no chance of winning, and it's best to wait for the Holy Temple's support to arrive before fighting him?"
Jiang Wang said, narrowing his eyes.
"That's right. In that confused and chaotic memory,"
"I once saw him easily suppress an expert at the first level of the Void Breaking realm. It was a crushing battle."
"Even if we fight side by side, we definitely have no chance of winning."
Sira said. It seemed that his idea was to wait and see.
Among the people sent by the Holy Temple to support them, there were experts at the third level of the Void Breaking realm or even higher.
Dealing with a small Wood Whisper Divine Lord was simply as easy as turning one's hand.
Of course, Sira knew that Jiang Wang's strength was very strong, but he still had no confidence.
"My idea is to get everything done before the Holy Temple's support arrives."
Jiang Wang said confidently, and a burst of light appeared under his feet.
In an instant, he appeared behind Sira, reaching out and pressing on Sira's shoulder.
Sira was shocked. If he could pat his shoulder, then he could pat his head.
If his head was controlled, and then a burst of power was output, wouldn't he be dead?
Jiang Wang's strength was so unfathomable, and the rapid technique he had just used was even more unexpected.
