The level-8 eagle man exclaimed as he stretched out his arms. The 500 thousand orc race soldiers' magic power all gathered together. The totem armor and the totem pillars all emitted dazzling divine light, condensing into a light pillar that soared into the sky.
In an instant, the sky shook dramatically, and a dark crack was forcefully torn apart by the light column. A huge tiger claw fell from the sky, emitting unparalleled pressure. Any living being who saw this scene was shocked, and they had fear and submission.
God!
Mike finally understood the confidence of the orc race. It turned out that they were going to use the power of god.
Gods, according to legends, were horrible existences that surpassed level 10. They were part of the rules themselves and contained the supreme power. The other creatures were as weak as ants in front of the gods.
Now the totem array was very terrifying even if it could only borrow a little power from the god.