In the tent of the orc territory, Dilon was still in the tent, and used a dagger like a short knife to carve the totem.

The wind outside the tent shouted, and the entire tent seemed to be blown away by the wind at any time, but Dillon was still immersed in this totem, and he felt that this totem was special.

This is a kind of intuition.

When carving this totem, it seemed that there was an illusion in front of him.

This is a phenomenon that has never happened before.

There seems to be some kind of existence behind the totem, and his hand is a tool that echoes reality. He... is not making the totem himself, but there is some kind of existence that appears in this world through his hand.

"Let me see what is behind this mystery!"

Dilong narrowed his eyes, and a fierce light burst out from it. Let me see what you are.

If God the Father gave you to me, you would not want to escape from my control.

‘Ding~’

As Dilon's knife fell on the totem that had just begun to appear in its prototype, some extremely evil existence behind the totem was staring at him fiercely. Dilon was sure that this existence would definitely not be the spirit of the ancestor.

‘Hu~’

Thousands of whispers appeared in his ears, and those incomprehensible words filled Dilon's ears, covering the sound of wind and rain outside.

The curtain of the tent was lifted open, and the orc guards said: "Chief Dilong, the city-states downstream have been flooded."

"Let's go quickly, too. It's too dangerous here now, we have to retreat."

Dilong suddenly turned around, hey~ His eyes were bright red and he was holding a dagger in his hand.

The orc guard retreated. "Sir, what's wrong with you...?"

The wind was getting heavier and heavier. One side of the tent was swept away by the wind. Most of the tent was lifted up and poured into the tent ruthlessly with a storm.

The raindrops as big as beans hit Dilon's forehead.

Dilon was holding a dagger in his hand and approached the orc guards, his eyes bright red. "Who are you? I want to know who you are? You are not my opponent. I want to control you, and I want to make you surrender to me."

"Sir, don't come over, ah...Sir, ah..."

Dillon raised his dagger high, and at this moment, a flash of lightning suddenly fell from the sky, illuminating the statue of the god in the tent.

"This is..." Dilong glanced at the statue of the god, his eyes returned to awake. He felt that some kind of cool air flowed through his head, and his whole body was extremely awake. "The totem actually confused my mind!"

"God of Father, at the most critical moment, God of Father awakened me."

After Diron helped up the orc guard who fell to the ground in fright and asked him to take his people to evacuate here, he turned around and looked at the totem that had completely fallen into the storm. The shape of the totem was... it was a fish that did not exist in this world.

In the cold wind and rain, some powerful spiritual body appeared behind the totem.

It is not a wandering soul, not a remnant soul, not an ancestor's spirit, but some kind of more powerful existence.

It was not created by Dillon, it was a direct revelation from the Creation Spirit. It created itself, or it created itself under the guidance of the Creation Spirit.

‘Buzz ~’

A dark blue whale-like monster jumped out above the totem. It swam through the heavy rain. Even the storm has to give in, it swam in the air and the ocean.

Dillon looked at the existence that was getting closer and closer to him and couldn't help but take a step back.

With your current self, it is impossible to control such existence.

A name appears directly in its mind.

'Dilon murmured to himself: "Earth-bound spirit: whale demon."

"It's a magical demon."

This illusion demon actually swam over the dark clouds, rotated around a certain point, forming a sea water vortex, balancing the rain and mediating the wind and rain.

It rushed into the surging tsunami of a hundred meters high, swims in it, and guided the tsunami away from the shore and back to the ocean.

Dillon's face was happy. "The magic demon is guiding the tsunami away from the lowlands. Wait a moment, its purpose is..."

"It's not saving the orcs."

"There is no sage among the orcs to control this level of spirits."

The whale demon in the distance raised his head and a dark blue mark of an inverted trident appeared on his forehead. Then, all the souls of all the dead pigs in the lowland flew towards the magic demon and were swallowed by the magic demon in one bite.

Whale demons are not good people.

Its purpose of guiding the tsunami is not to save orcs, but to devour the souls of pigs who died in the tsunami.

Dillon looked at the whale demon churning in the tsunami. He lowered his head and looked at his hands, then his eyes were filled with anger.

"Wait. I will conquer you sooner or later."

"You are just a pet given to us orcs by God the Father, the illusion demon!"

...

In the Temple of Space, the Creator Spirit watched with satisfaction what happened on the Lower Coast.

"It's not bad."

"Just arouse the orcs' fighting spirit and let them know that the totem is not just, they can only make the ancestor spirit."

The system transformed by the divine power of creation reminds Shen Fanyu and Dilong of the quality of the totem carved by him.

【Whale Demon Totem】

Totem types: Earth-bound spirit totem/Guardian spirit totem

Type: Phantom Demon (The soul creatures produced by high-intensity soul energy are concentrated in a small range, with terrible powers between reality and illusion, but they seem to be evil in nature, and can both become guardian spirits and destroyers.)

Totem Level: Only

Totem ability: Operate the shaman of the totem to manipulate the whale demon, but if the qualifications and strength are not enough, it will only be controlled by the whale demon in reverse. The whale demon has terrible spiritual powers, and its trick: whale swallowing can absorb a large amount of energy to improve its own strength. Its trick: The Wrath of the Sea can control the water flow, but this effect is between the spirituality and the material world, which is extremely magical.

Warning! Only those selected by the Whale Demon can manipulate this totem.

Warning! Without the presence of the orc's shamanic talent, if the totem is forcibly operated, it may cause terrible consequences.

The Creator Spirit coldly glanced at the whale demon on the ground.

The whale demon on the low ground raised his head and made a fearful sound. It resisted being manipulated by Dilon because Dilon was not the one it chose, but it could not disobey the meaning of the Creator Spirit.

...

A day later, the storm near the orc's lowland coast gradually subsided and the sea stopped turmoil.

The orcs suffered heavy losses, but because of the final appearance of the illusion demon, many losses were recovered.

The orc prophet, looking at Dillon, who was surrounded by stars like the moon, was angry and annoyed, and failed again!

Those who originally wanted to attack Dillon's prestige failed again!

He put on a hypocritical smile, walked to Dillon and smiled: "Advisor, let the master see your newly made totem. With this, we have the confidence to start a war with the elves."

Dillon touched the back of his head. "Well, this time we have suffered a lot of losses. We have to rob some food. But this thing is very dangerous and I don't have much time to manipulate it. Master, you can't touch..."

The prophet held the totem of [Whale Demon] and looked at the totem greedily.

He looked at Dillon in surprise, "What's wrong? My best disciple."

Dillon opened his eyes wide. "If the person who was admitted by the Whale Demon touched the totem, he would be attacked by the Whale Demon."

"Teacher, whale demon, I admit you."
Chapter completed!