Everything in front of him made Caesar and Fei Ju frown. The flush on the catwoman's face had completely subsided. Just now, I don't know whether it was to take advantage of the situation or to take care of it. Brother Caesar hugged his fiancée, as if he wanted to make his warm body to comfort the catwoman's frustrated soul. However, everyone was not wearing very thin clothes, and the heat could not even warm the body, let alone the soul... It seems, but Fei Ju looks reluctant and actually enjoys it very much - this may be the legendary arrogance.

When the two arrived at the scene - it seemed that they had wasted a lot of time before. They used their skills tacitly to speed up. Everyone knows that it is a terrifying thing for the Assassin and Saint Seiya to rush on their way with all their might. The former exploded in speed, and his footwork was volatile left and right. The latter directly turned into an orangutan, jumping up and down, and could fly a hundred meters with one jump.

Then, I saw the camp after the war.

The flying dragon with a hundred heads and two feet impacted... All they saw were the flames soaring into the sky, the old men and women who were loudly commanding the fire to put out the fire, and the children who were crying. On the flat ground, there were black corpses neatly arranged. They were covered with bright iron spears, and some of them were blown away by the powerful guns. Caesar only glanced at it and felt the flames surged into his heart. He took a deep breath. As a king, anger should not be allowed to control himself.

He came to an old woman who was in charge of extinguishing the fire and patted her on the shoulder: "Old man..."

The old lady of the bull tribe turned around, her eyes were still clear, and she saw Caesar's appearance and the fox-clothed eagle feathers on her body: "You... are you the eldest brother Caesar?"

"Where are the men of the tribe?" The only ones who put out the fire were put out by the old man, the woman and the half-year-old child. Caesar's eyes changed. Although he thought of the reason, he still had to hear this fact himself.

“…Men, I’m proud of them.”

"All of them were summoned by the ancestor spirit?"

"Yes, no one took a step back..."

"...Old man, I'm sorry, we didn't..." Caesar spoke with difficulty, but was interrupted by the old man: "Brother, I know what you mean, but there is no way to do this, because that kind of bipedal flying dragon hasn't appeared for a long time... The sacrifice of our tribe can be exchanged for the alert of other tribes, which is also a good thing..."

"You will be properly placed, please do not refuse. Although you also have your own pride, this is the only thing I can do." Caesar turned around and was about to leave. All those who fought were dead. The battlefield had been burned, and there were no enemies' bodies, and there were no more detailed information.

"You can do a lot of things." The whisper of the old man from the cattle tribe suddenly came from behind.

Caesar turned around.

"You are about to be crowned the Heavenly King, your power is unmatched, your prestige, your name, and more importantly, the crown prince of the Temple of War God, the future God of War Khan, grew up in the Fox Clan. Every orc in the North believes that you will protect us well for the sake of the orcs' interests, just like we respect you as the king - in fact, you do the same. You treat everyone equally and do things fairly. Whether it is a fox or a barbarian, you never have any partiality. Excellent reputation comes from daily recitation. You have a heart of a strong man who can tolerate everything, and this is enough..."

The old woman of the gray-haired cattle tribe was still strong and straightened in the wind of the north: "So, go, king of heaven, all the orcs will follow you. No matter what happens, they will die for you as the greatest glory, because you are guarding us in the end. Although the orcs are vulgar, they also know who is good to us, the great... Tian Khan."

Caesar turned around, looking disbelief.

"I'm not wrong... You, who is about to be crowned the King of Heaven, should have the demeanor of being the King of the North. This title is not exaggerated at all. I believe other orcs will think so. You will eventually stand on the top of the holy mountain full of glory, just like the great existence ten thousand years ago, you will be comparable to him, everything."

"Suddenly I feel that my body is much heavier. Is this something called responsibility? It seems that as time goes by, I am carrying more and more..." Caesar shook his head, just smiled slightly, and greeted Fei Ju, who was using the assassin's gas gathering skill "Ice Crisp" to help the Cow tribe extinguish the fire, left this camp full of sadness and strength.

"The old man is the wife of the tribal priest. Her husband is a fifth-level shaman. He died under the spear of the Dragon Knight. If the profession is less than the seventh level, he will only disappear with hatred in front of the army." Fei Ju said softly.

"Hmph...that's not necessarily!" Caesar, the sixth-level Saint Seiya, suddenly snorted coldly.

"...You don't want to find bad luck to the Feilongs, right? Although you feel that you will be fine, you still have to advise you to be more cautious. At such a sensitive moment, you should not come to the battle formation in person." Feeling the atmosphere a little serious, Fei Ju tried to change the topic, "What did that old man say to you just now?"

"Nothing...she called me Tian Khan." Caesar said in a muffled voice.

"What?" Noihara Hiju's voice increased octave, "Isn't she kidding?"

"Can you joke about this kind of thing..."

"Uh... I'm talking about it..." Fei Ju shook her head and stared at Caesar with a strange face, "Where is God Khan... People like you... I really can't tell what's good about it..."

"What do you mean by someone like me!"

"...Okay, okay, don't interrupt me. As far as I know, for thousands of years, the only one who has been worshipped by the beast tribe as the Khan of Heaven is the Immortal King. Caesar, I ask you, are you already awakened? The achievements and great achievements of Burkeso, the invincible reputation of the Immortal King... are you ready?"

"Are you ready..." Caesar frowned, and he subconsciously shook his palms. The body was filled with power that could clear everything, and he could vent it from his hands at any time, but all this was related to strength, and it was more about determination and courage, will and belief. Is it really OK?

"No...it seems not to be the case. Why do you have to be on par with the Immortal King? There are no two identical gravels in the world. Caesar is just Caesar. He is not the Immortal King and will never be him. But if he is determined to protect the Northland, I think I will be comparable to him." What Caesar has always believed in is that he is unique. In fact, this belief is extremely firm and obvious. Whether for barbarians or orcs, he is always unique.

"What about Fei Ju, then?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"I'm called Tian Khan... are you ready?"

"Are you referring to the enlightenment of becoming the spouse of the Heaven Khan, or the determination to sway the flag and shout for the King of the North?"

"Ahem..."

"Haha, kidding..." Fei Ju suddenly showed a pranky smile, "I feel uncomfortable seeing your serious look... But I'm ready long ago... Since I want to become your wife, the entire cat tribe will follow in your footsteps, whether you are Tian Khan or just my husband... This is my enlightenment... What's wrong, I'm moved by my words?"

"No, I just want to kiss you a little..."

"Hey... don't do it randomly..."

"What if I have to do it randomly?"
Chapter completed!