Sarke came to the most precious place in the entire Orc clan, an underground palace.
There were five mysterious gates on both sides of the deep corridor.
He couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
It was thanks to his ancestors that he found this mysterious place, and the beasts The clan has a heritage that the world cannot imagine.
There are ten mysterious subspaces connected behind ten mysterious gates.
Each subspace is large or small.
But the land in the smallest space is enough for more than 30 million tribesmen to thrive here, and the annual output of that fertile land is enough to support the needs of more than 50 million tribesmen.
These ten magical subspaces are the real foundation of the Orcs.
The real residences of the ten major races of the Orcs are in these ten magical subspaces.
And it is precisely because of these ten magical subspaces that, under the blockade of the human race, the orcs living in the desolate land have the strength to compete with the human race.
It was precisely because of these ten magical subspaces that he dared to give up all the land outside the wild plateau, gather his people on the wild plateau, and compete with the human race.
As long as these ten magical subspaces still exist, even if the human race captures the God-given City, the beast race can take it back after decades of accumulation of strength.
As for whether these subspaces will be discovered by the human race, he has no worries at all.
The key that can open the door of this underground palace cannot be opened by any means except the blood of the Behemoth royal family.
But if we really get to that point, the orcs will probably be like the elves or the swamp people, shrinking into the God-given city forever.
The human race's reproductive power is really too strong.
As long as any piece of land has been occupied by them for more than a hundred years, that piece of land can never be taken back.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but speed up his steps again.
He walked through the deep corridor and came to the depths of the underground palace.
A blood-red space came into his eyes.
Looking at the magical altar in the blood-red space in front of him, the giant blood-red eye was still floating on the altar with red light that was still shining.
Under the red light, he could clearly feel his blood boiling.
The power is constantly increasing.
At this time, he couldn't help but wonder why he couldn't feel it on the ground while the mysterious power was still there.
This is why once you leave here, you can no longer feel the power of the red light.
Is there really something wrong with the altar in front of me?
"Sashiro, go ask the great shaman and ask them if they have found the problem."
Thinking of this, Salke became more worried and looked at the old man standing next to him.
He spoke.
"As you command, Your Majesty."
After hearing Salke's words, the old man said respectfully, and then prepared to leave.
"Your Majesty, I found the reason, I know it."
At this moment, he heard a rush of footsteps behind him, and then heard the great shaman's happy voice.
Upon hearing this voice, Salke suddenly showed an expression of joy and turned around.
Looking at the great shaman who appeared, he asked: "Great shaman, what's the reason?"
"Your Majesty, by searching previous documents, I found that more than a thousand years ago, when Emperor Sarn led the clan chiefs to fight against the nine demon gods of the Yi family, he was unfortunately defeated.
He entered here and found this altar.
The altar It's also like this.
Its power is like being suppressed by a mysterious force.
There is no way to break through the restrictions of the underground palace.
When seeing this strange scene, Emperor Sarn received the oracle blood from the beast god, endless blood and endless power.
It was this oracle that led Emperor Sarn and the others to perform a blood sacrifice.
Obtained the power of madness and defeated the nine demon gods of the Yi family."
"Blood sacrifice, endless blood, endless power" Salke couldn't help but said to himself after hearing the words of the old man in front of him.
"Yes, Your Majesty, it is a blood sacrifice.
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As long as we perform another blood sacrifice, the power of the altar will definitely be restored, and maybe we can get the favor of the beast god again."
Old Behemoth said excitedly.
"Great Shaman, show me that record."
Looking at the excited old man in front of him, Salk suppressed the excitement in his heart and said.
Supreme God, I use the essence and blood of the eighteen royal families of my clan as a guide, and the souls of one hundred thousand people as sacrifices, and ask my god to give us the power to defeat the devil.
Looking at the familiar handwriting in the document in his hand, Salke immediately recognized it.
It was definitely the handwriting of Emperor Sarn himself, and he immediately believed what the old man Behemoth said just now.
As long as all the members of the royal bloodline of the eighteen races in the beast tribe are found, and one hundred thousand tribesmen are sacrificed, the altar in front of them can be completely activated, thereby gaining infinite power and winning the war.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get excited.
This little effort was simply a piece of cake.
As long as he could win this war, he could sacrifice the lives of millions of people.
But in an instant, he remembered something and became a little worried.
The discovery of the ten magical spaces made the beast race change from eighteen races to the top ten races today.
Several other races declined one after another, resulting in The overall strength of the Orcs will never be as strong as before.
It can be said that success is also based on these ten major subspaces, and failure is also based on these ten major subspaces.
Fortunately, after the civil strife of the Orcs, Emperor Sarn gave a large part of the subspace of the Beamon clan to those races that failed in the competition.
Otherwise, not to mention the people of the royal blood, even the clan members might not be able to see it.
But it was precisely because of that incident that the proud Dark Night Cat Clan announced a break with the entire Orc Clan, and hid in the Shadow Valley, no longer interacting with the various races of the Orc Clan.
Even if the orcs are now exterminated, they are still indifferent.
Otherwise, with the assistance of the Dark Night Cat Clan's time and space power, the Beast Clan would have already broken through the three major fortress groups stationed by the Human Clan, how could they have ended up in this situation?
Nowadays, it would be very difficult to obtain members of the royal family of the Dark Night Cat Clan.
With the terrain of the Shadow Valley, if the Dark Night Cat Clan did not want others to find them, he would not be able to find them at all in a short period of time, let alone anyone from the royal family. .
Thinking of this, he expressed his worries.
"Hahaha, Your Majesty, don't worry.
Under the care of the Beast God, I found a person with the royal blood of the Night Cat Clan in the God-given City.
Although her talent has not been activated yet, she definitely has the royal blood. , so we can already start the blood sacrifice."
"Great Shaman, what you said is true" Salke couldn't help but asked in surprise.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that God had not abandoned him.
"Yes, Your Majesty, it is absolutely true."
"Okay, I'll go back to the tribe and ask them to send a few people out, and you can inform the tribe leaders of other races."
After hearing the great shaman's affirmation, Sarke immediately made a decision.
"As you command, Your Majesty" sjgsf0916: