Moreover, the golden holy beast is uniquely blessed with perfection. There is such a strange black symbol between his eyebrows, which gives Bing Po his human form an evil yet extremely attractive aura.
After the surrounding beast tribesmen arrived at the altar, they realized that it was not as simple as they imagined. The powerful and beautiful man in front of them, who had transformed into a human form, turned out to be the beast god!
While the other orcs were looking at Bing Po, Karl suddenly shouted loudly: "Karl, the tiger orc, leads the tiger people to meet the beast god!" After he finished speaking, he led more than twenty tigers behind him.
The orc bowed down to Bing Po!
But before he finished the ceremony, someone interrupted. The person who interrupted was none other than Norman, the leader of the Leopard tribe.[
I just heard him sneer and say: "A traitor from the orc tribe who was conquered by humans can still come here to be the leader of our orc tribe? Isn't this ridiculous? I firmly believe that there is such a god among the orc tribe!"
As soon as Norman finished speaking, several races around him started to make noises with him. "That's right, what a beast god! We orcs have always advocated freedom! We can never let anyone underestimate us.
!We must not let such a little traitor ruin the reputation of our beast clan!"
"Norman..." Bingpo was sitting on a high stone chair, exuding a terrifying aura. His aura was so powerful that the surrounding orcs were stunned the moment they heard him suddenly open his mouth.
I felt a cold chill.
Heart-breakingly cold, bone-chilling cold!
Norman couldn't help but feel a sudden tremor in his heart. For some reason, he was suddenly a little undecided about his intention to challenge the Beast God.
An extremely evil smile appeared on the corner of Bingpo's mouth, with a rather confident expression: "Do you want to die?"
He didn't say any unnecessary words, and he didn't explain anything else, let alone explain anything to the people around him. He just said it coldly.
Norman instantly got goosebumps all over his body, and he was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. Although he didn't know why he was so scared, he still held it back. He absolutely didn't want to believe that he would be frightened by this little ice soul in front of him.
Scared!
"I don't want to die! But, I am telling the truth, you are the traitor of the Orcs!" Norman continued to yell without giving up.