Mythic

The valiant and extraordinary Orc King slowly walked up to an altar before the Towers of Death, constantly muttering incantations as he approached the pitch-black altar. Suddenly, countless blood-red runes emerged from the altar. The sky also dimmed as strong winds blew.

Countless Hot-blooded Orcs gathered beneath the altar. If one looked down from the ramparts, they would discover a black mass of tens of thousands of Orcs within the fortress walls…

After these Orcs gathered around the black altar, they fell to their knees and prayed.

This spectacular scene amazed even Shi Feng.

“Just what are they trying to do?” Shi Feng was utterly confused.

The Towers of Death of the Twin Tower Highlands were, in reality, a Level 50, 100-man Team Dungeon. In the past, Shi Feng had raided this Dungeon many times, so he had a relatively good understanding of the Towers of Death.

However, today was the first time Shi Feng had seen something this odd.