The Ancestral God

The prisoners were all silent.

The bear orcs were the top warrior race among the orcs, yet even a bear warrior had lost.

How could they survive, then?

Realizing this, and with the warning of the corpse on the ground, some of the orcs wanted to cry but did not dare to.

In the oppressive environment, a few orcs began to play with their huge genitals and masturbated to release the pressure.

The air was even more turbid.

In addition to these orcs who had been crushed by despair, there were also some orcs who had not given up. They looked at each other and whispered to each other.

However, no matter which group they were in, all of them tacitly ignored Lin Lei.

"The protection of the Ancestral God! Pah!"

Lin Lei felt as though this group of people was on the verge of spitting at him.

"Tsk. The Ancestral God is truly trash."

Just as he was cursing the Ancestral God to relieve his stress, his eyes suddenly rolled back and he fainted.

When he regained consciousness, he realized that he was not in the dungeon of the coliseum but in an unfamiliar temple.

Although the temple was unfamiliar to him, he was not unfamiliar with the layout inside.

The stone buildings were full of unique patterns of marble, and there was a merfolk oil lamp every two steps. They were all lit up, illuminating the inside of the temple as if it were daytime.

Round pillars stood in the middle, carved with rough figures of giant beasts. They held bronze weapons and shields. Red curtains with golden threads hung from above.

The walls were filled with exquisite murals. There was a fox orc priest riding a white deer, a bear orc in heavy bronze armor charging into the enemy lines, and a mammoth orc destroying things wantonly...

The memories of Lin Lei's current body flooded into his mind, and he recognized what these murals represented.

The ancient orcs were the true masters of this continent, pushing their glory to the very ends of the continent.

The merfolk sculptures represented the stories of them venturing deep into the ocean, fighting merfolk and boiling them in oil to make candles.

The murals also depicted the bloody battle with the Sea Tribe, which was also the last glory of the orcs.

After that battle, although the orcs won, they also suffered a great loss. After another demon invasion, they finally declined.

This continent was now the world of humans.

In the center of the temple stood a divine pillar that represented the Ancestral God.

In the orcs' theology, the belief in the Ancestral God was concrete, but there was no concrete image. The only thing that could represent the Ancestral God was a totem.

For specific races, there would be specially carved totems, but for the Ancestral God that the orcs worshiped, the totem was white without any decorations.

Ever since Lin Lei transmigrated, he had always thought that the Ancestral God was just an abstract concept. He did not think that he and the Bear Clan of the orcs had the same ancestors.

Their sizes did not even match, so how could they have the same ancestors?

However, today, this concept was completely shattered.

"I heard that you called me useless trash?"

The totem let out a vast, sonorous voice, which caused Lin Lei's head to hurt just from hearing it.

It was already embarrassing enough to be caught badmouthing someone behind their back, let alone badmouthing a god.

"Of course not," Lin Lei bit the bullet and replied.

"That was a sincere compliment.

"As expected of the great Ancestral God. There's no comparison in terms of trash. It's a round-about compliment about your greatness.

"I'm sincerely praising your glory."

"Do you think I'll believe you?" the totem of the Ancestral God asked.

After an awkward period of silence, Lin Lei seemed to have given up. "Alright, just take it as though I was scolding you.

"You're a god, and I'm just a mortal. You can do whatever you want to me.

"Why don't you deal with me swiftly? It's better than me being eaten by wild beasts."

Hearing Lin Lei's words, the totem of the Ancestral God was silent for a moment before a voice sounded again. "I'm sorry ..."

Lin Lei did not expect to hear these words. He was completely stunned.

The totem of the Ancestral God continued, "I was too heavily injured in the battle with the Sea God. I only woke up after so many years. I'm very sorry for what happened to you.

"I didn't protect you well."

Lin Lei did not feel any sense of belonging among the orcs. He had a deeper sense of belonging with the human race.

He could hear the guilt in the Ancestral God's voice, but he did not feel anything.

The orcs had truly suffered, but it did not seem to have anything to do with him. Thus, Lin Lei began to console the Ancestral God.

"There's nothing to be sorry about. Children will always have to live independently when they grow up.

"It's like how I can't blame my parents for not being able to survive after leaving their side." 

"You really don't blame me?" the Ancestral God asked after a moment.

"I don't blame you."

"Then why did you scold me?"

Lin Lei was silent for a moment. "If I say that the atmosphere had reached a point of no return and I wanted to relieve some of the pressure, would you believe me?

"It's just like how we insult others' mothers when we curse, but we don't really want to f*ck their mothers. It's just cussing." 

"Hahahaha..." The Ancestral God laughed for a long time before saying, "Interesting little fellow. I'll protect you for a while.

"I'll let you awaken your bloodline inheritance. How much you can accept depends on your ability."

Lin Lei was cursing in his heart.

There was indeed a saying about bloodline awakening, but it was something legendary.

When a warrior awakened their bloodline inheritance, they would become an orc king. If a priest awakened their bloodline, they would be promoted to Great Prophet.

However, it had been a thousand years since any orcs had awakened their bloodline.

It was a pity that the orcs were weak now, and even if they awakened their bloodline, no one would flatter them.

Just as Lin Lei was thinking about how he would have been treated a thousand years ago, he suddenly felt a pain in his head, and a warm current flowed through his body.

"You're so weak..." The Ancestral God's words were clearly filled with contempt. "I can only awaken some of your Fox Clan bloodline now."

"It's all because of you," Lin Lei retorted. "Isn't this all thanks to you?"

"Get lost!"

After the Ancestral God spoke, Lin Lei disappeared from the temple.

The next second, Lin Lei opened his eyes.

The surrounding people who had been sneakily watching Lin Lei immediately retracted their gazes. Those who wanted to masturbate continued to masturbate, while those who wanted to plot continued to plot.

However, Lin Lei was stunned.

"Hey! Brothers, can you guess what happened to me just now?"

An orc from the Dog Clan glanced at him and said sarcastically, "You can't be thinking of saying that you fainted just now because you went to see the Ancestral God, right?"

"How did you know?"

Pah!

All the orcs spat at him in unison.

He was really shameless. Who would believe such a lie that could be seen through at a glance?

Did he really think that they were all walnut-headed like the Bear Clan?

Lin Lei wasn't convinced. "No, what do you mean? I'm telling you, I didn't just see the Ancestral God.

"My bloodline has awakened."

What answered him was the sound of spitting.

"Oh, that's great. Should we call you the great prophet now?"

Hearing the mockery of the dog orc, Lin Lei was enraged. He wanted to awaken his bloodline and give him a good beating.

Then, he was stunned.

Wait a minute?

How should he awaken it?

Seeing the unfriendly gazes of the orcs, Lin Lei revealed a smile."It's fine if you don't believe me. I was just joking."

"Hehe." Cold laughter rose and fell.