"Roar! ! !"
An angry roar broke the silence of the night, and the sleeping tribe instantly entered a state of battle.
Dozens of rough orcs walked out of the shabby houses. They were tall, with two huge fangs protruding out of their huge jawbones. The huge battle axes in their hands were raised high up in the air, a terrifying roar came from their ferocious mouths.
Their tribe had been invaded!
A huge group of kobolds had barged into this place!
This group of intruders was huge. They had sneaked into the tribe from different directions and attacked while the orcs were still sleeping.
The population of this orc tribe was not large to begin with. Coupled with the sudden attack, the battle strength of the entire tribe had been reduced by more than half. At this moment, the orc tribe was actually unable to repel these weak and cunning kobolds.
Facing the attacks from all directions, the orcs felt extremely helpless. Not only were the battle axes in their hands unable to accurately hit the enemies in front of them, they even continued to use up their strength as they swung them.
As more and more orcs fell, the pressure brought by the kobolds became greater and greater. If this continued, it was likely that no one would be able to survive the night.
However, at this tense moment of battle...
An incomparably dazzling light suddenly bloomed in the sky, illuminating the entire vast mountain range.
It was an incomparably huge thunder snake that descended from the sky and landed near this tribe.
In an instant, the terrifying sound of an explosion exploded in the ears of the surrounding creatures. They could even feel the tremors coming from the ground. Following that, a terrifying wave of air swept in all directions. A wave of power that caused one's heart to palpitate struck the hearts of the surrounding creatures.
The kobolds, who felt fear, panicked. They no longer attacked, but quickly scattered in all directions. To them, surviving was more important than conquering the orc tribe.
As for the orcs, they were left behind because of this. More than forty injured orcs gathered together. They looked at the flames behind the hill with turbid eyes, and their savage faces filled with reverence.
Then, they walked towards that area.
Perhaps other creatures were afraid of that 'existence', but to the orcs, that might be the 'salvation' that the gods had bestowed upon their tribes.
...
It was early in the morning.
The gentle sunlight illuminated the dusky sky, and the roars of ferocious beasts could be heard from the forest. There were creatures of enormous size that had been lingering around this mountain range.
The activity last night had aroused the curiosity of the powerful creatures. They came here to check out the situation.
But in the end, they found nothing.
At the same time, in a small tribe nearby, a few cardinals landed on the fallen wood. The houses in front of them had all been destroyed, and the ground was filled with the corpses of half-orcs and Kobolds. At this moment, they were being eaten by other creatures in the forest.
After circling a few times with some nostalgia, the cardinals left this area. They soared high in the sky, passing through countless mountains, and finally rushed into a valley.
The cardinals swooped down and landed on the shoulder of a strong orc.
This group of remaining orcs left their original race and came to this new area.
Although there were not many people left, they had a stronger will than before, because now they had faith!
"Roar!"
The strongest orc in the tribe looked at the rising sun and shouted at the orcs who were cutting down the trees behind him.
Soon, everyone came to his side.
There were forty-three orcs in the tribe. At this moment, they walked into a simple temple that was more than ten meters tall.
This was the temple that was built last night, and it was the only building that existed at the scene.
As it was built in a hurry, there weren't many decorations in the temple. There was only an altar made of stone inside. In the center of the altar stood a stone pillar with a ball of burning flame at the top.
Looking at the flame above, all the orcs prostrated themselves on the ground and prayed with pious expressions.
That was the flame that the orcs had collected from the center of the exploding tree stump after the lightning fell last night.
Although these orcs had never believed in anything, and they didn't know if this ball of fire was really a 'god', in their hearts, they stubbornly believed that this flame was the incarnation left behind by a god. And the tribe lived because of it, so naturally, they also had to believe in its name.
"Great god of thunder and flame, you are the controller of thunder and fire, and your power is endless."
"May your divine fire never be extinguished."
"Please protect us, the humble believers."
The orcs prostrated themselves on the ground and made the most pious prayer.
Then, everyone retreated.
They had just moved to this area. Now, they had to rebuild their tribe and enter an unfamiliar mountain range to hunt.
When they all left, the flames in the temple suddenly flickered a few times.
...
"Ding!"
[ Believers detected. Conditions met. Divinity activated. ]
[ Please confirm the temple as soon as possible and create your divine kingdom. ]
[ Please understand the relevant information about the divine kingdom as soon as possible. ]
In the quiet and simple temple, Lorne frowned, because a series of inexplicable voices were echoing in his ears.
For a moment, Lorne's face became more serious.
If he remembered correctly, he should be listening to a class in school, and then he saw everyone pass out. In the end, he was no exception.
After that, Lorne lost consciousness.
When he woke up, he found himself in a strange place.
From the information on it, he seemed to have become a 'god', and the orcs just now were his believers...
"I don't have a body?"
Lorne looked at himself strangely, and he found that he did not have a real body. But he could use the god's perspective to see everything around him. He really looked like a god.
Of course, since this place did not belong to him yet, Lorne could not see outside of the temple.
Just as he was puzzled...
A pleasant notification sounded again.
"Ding!"
[ Confirm the identity of the temple and use it to build the divine kingdom? ]
Confirm the identity of the temple?
Build the divine kingdom?
Lorne retracted his thoughts and carefully checked the information over and over again. However, after he saw it clearly, he was not in a hurry to make a decision.
After all, this place was too simple and crude.
The tribe in front of him added up to less than 50 people. Moreover, these people were covered in injuries from yesterday's battle, and there were even a few orcs who were seriously injured.
If he set this as a divine kingdom, wouldn't his divine kingdom be too weak?
I should check the information about this world first
Lorne put this choice aside for the time being. He focused his attention and opened his special interface.
Here, he saw a series of information about 'god' and 'divine kingdom'.