"I wonder what the high priest is important to find me?"

Yan Zhengtian floated over the maze and asked loudly with his chest full of breath.

Sagra did not answer, but instead a little chief in charge of the guards beside him shouted sarcastically: "Wu, who can hear you speak so high? Why not descend to talk face to the high priest of our clan? Are you afraid of the high priest of our clan?"

Yan Zhengtian was not angry and said with a gentle smile: "Yes, although I am trusted by His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire, I am the commander of the Cangyan Legion, but no matter how much I say, I am just a person. As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands. I am not as good as the high priest, and I am protected by a large army of 300,000, so it is normal to be a little scared."

"It's right to be afraid, tell you... um um..." The little chief wanted to say something, but the young man next to him had already covered his mouth.

"Take him down, Xiao Meng, it's really a thing that is tall and not brainy, and he looks proud when he is ridiculed." Sagra shook his head helplessly and ordered.

"The Legion Commander is indeed very eloquent. In the high priest of the Beast Clan, Sagra, I want to have a head-on chat with the Yan Zhengtian Legion Commander. I wonder if the Legion Commander can enjoy the glory."

“…”

Faced with Sagra's invitation, Yan Zhengtian was in a dilemma. If this was the trap of the beast tribe, he would lose his life if he was gone. It would be a sin to be the beast tribe who took the opportunity to seize the mystery. But if he didn't go, many soldiers were looking at him, the commander of the legion. If he didn't go, it would be difficult to face the impact of morale.

"Legislature Commander, you can't go. This is obviously a trick set by the beast tribe. I'm just waiting for you to get in." Zhang Liang reminded.

"Yes, the commander of the army, what Lao Zhang said makes sense. You can't go. If you want to go, let me go. My old cow will die if I die." Niu Gang patted his chest and asked for his order.

"Okay, don't argue. I'm determined, so I'll meet the high priest of this beast clan." Yan Zhengtian decided to say.

"No, Commander of the Legion, I don't agree." Zhang Liang retorted.

"Yes, so do I."

"Me too."

......

Yan Zhengtian's decision aroused the opposition of the generals under his command. In desperation, Yan Zhengtian took out a scroll from his arms and said, "With this sixth-level directional teleportation scroll, I can come back safely regardless of whether the hands and feet have set up traps, so don't worry."

"But the commander of the legion, I don't understand why you have to take risks and meet the high priest of the beast clan?" Zhang Liang said in confusion.

"The reason is very simple, because I have a few questions in my mind that I want to ask someone to answer, and the only one who can answer these questions is the high priest of the Beast Clan." Yan Zhengtian said with a smile: "Okay, don't worry, you all perform their duties and pay close attention to the movements of the Beast Clan, and I will go back."

After saying that, Yan Zhengtian's wings of fighting spirit were buoyed and he flew towards the open space outside the city.

Seeing Yan Zhengtian slowly flying over, Sagra raised his hand and signaled. The young man nodded and retreated into the camp with the surrounding beast soldiers responsible for the warning, leaving Sagra alone on the open space.

"Hello, the commander of the Human Legion, for the first time I met, I am the high priest of the Beast clan." Sagra's hoarse voice slowly came.

"Hello."

Yan Zhengtian responded, and at the same time put away the wings of fighting spirit behind him and descended from the air. Looking at the old orc in front of him, his eyes were full of confusion. He didn't understand why the beast clan, which always advocated strength and strength, actually allowed such an old orc to serve as the high priest.

"Captain of the Yan Legion may be wondering why I, a guy who is so old that I can't walk, is the high priest of the beast clan." Sagra said something about Yan Zhengtian's thoughts, making Yan Zhengtian extremely embarrassed.

"In fact, the reason is very simple. Although many traditions of our beast tribe are different from your human tribe, one thing is the same. Our beast tribe also needs faith. And there is only one god we believe in, that is, the great beast god. In our tribe, the chief is elected by force, while the high priest is appointed by the oracle of the beast god."

"So that's it. Thank you, Lord Sagra for telling you the truth." Yan Zhengtian bowed slightly.

Seeing this, Sagra smiled gently and received a gift from Yan Zhengtian.

The two were silent for a while, and Yan Zhengtian took the lead in breaking the silence and said, "I wonder what the High Priest intends to launch an attack on my Flame Empire this time? If I remember correctly, when your beast tribe was excluded by various countries, it was my Flame Empire who first accepted you and established dozens of trading markets with the nobles to exchange for their living needs. Now the nobles rashly raise troops to attack our country and plunder our borders. Isn't this a bit unauthorized?"

Sagera did not care about Yan Zhengtian's sarcasm in and out of the words, but still smiled gently and replied: "The right or wrong of war will be determined by future generations. Don't you humans say that history is written by the winners? So let's not talk about these things about war today."

"Okay, since we don't mention war, then I would like to ask the high priest, when will the tens of thousands of civilians and nobles in our country be willing to release them? If we don't want to release them, we can pay for redemption." Yan Zhengtian asked.

"I can answer this point. At most one month, I will let go of the innocent civilians, so you don't need to worry about this. But the corresponding condition is that I want you to take out 300,000 kilograms of grain in exchange." Sagra said his conditions.

"Yes, this is fine. Just ask the nobles not to hurt the civilians in our country."

"As long as they are obedient and build what our tribe needs for us, our tribe will naturally not hurt them."

"Construction?" Yan Zhengtian pretended to be curious: "I don't know what the high priest is planning to build? He needs to use so much manpower and material resources."

"This won't be a concern for Commander Yan. Don't worry, I will do what I say. I will release your civilians in a month, but I will also ask the Commander of the Legion to prepare the food my tribe needs." Sagra changed the topic.

"This is natural, but I have seen it in an ancient book, saying that there is an altar on this continent that can recreate the bloodline of the extinct divine beasts in the world. I wonder if the high priest has heard of it." Yan Zhengtian asked casually.

"Haha, since the Yan Legion Commander has seen it, I won't hide it anymore. That's right, our clan is building a bloodline altar now, and the purpose is naturally to recreate the most powerful existence of our clan, Bemon Behemoth!" Sagra did not conceal the purpose of the beast clan as it could.

When Yan Zhengtian heard this, his eyes flashed with a gleam: "Oh? I didn't expect that the high priest was so honest and he could tell the noble's purpose at once. This was unexpected for me."

"What's the matter? Although I'm not strong enough, I have a good view of people. I believe that the Yan Legion Commander will not tell other people about the purpose of our clan. You say yes, the Yan Legion Commander." Sagra smiled slightly.

Yan Zhengtian was stunned and then said, "Is the High Priest so confident in me? You must know that I am a human race and a legion commander."

"That's natural, because the dead will naturally not reveal secrets. You say yes, Commander of the Flame Legion." Sagra always maintained a gentle smile, but murderous intent suddenly appeared in his smile.

"you!"

Yan Zhengtian was shocked when he heard this. The wings of the Dou Qi behind him spread out and wanted to retreat. But as soon as he activated the Dou Qi, Yan Zhengtian was shocked to find that the Dou Qi in his body seemed to have disappeared and could not be mobilized at all.

At this moment, a gray-white light was released from the scepter in Sagra's hand. As the light spread, Sagra slowly whispered: "Domain·Petrification Enchantment!"

Swish

The off-white light flashed.

After the light, Yan Zhengtian's lower body had completely lost consciousness. He looked at it and his body had completely turned into a stone from his waist.

"Change the rules, the power of the domain! You, you are the holy level!" Yan Zhengtian was shocked and angry.

Sagra nodded, "Yes, Commander of the Yan Legion, go to die with the secret of our tribe. Don't worry, when the behemoth of our tribe reappears Arad, I will release all the tens of thousands of civilians in your country. But I have no choice but to survive at that time, hahaha."

"you!"

Yan Zhengtian looked angry, but he also knew in his heart that his primary strength in the Sword Sect was not enough in front of the holy level.

"For the sake of the present, I can only have a bet."

At that moment, Yan Zhengtian made a decision in his heart, reached out and took out the directional sixth-level teleportation scroll from his arms, and quickly spread it out with his hand.

"Telection Reel? Stop struggling. In my realm, even teleportation Reel cannot save your life." Sagra looked at Yan Zhengtian in confusion.

Yan Zhengtian did not answer. He pulled a piece of cloth from his clothes with his left hand, put his index finger in his mouth and bit it. He quickly wrote something on the rag with blood. After a few breaths, Yan Zhengtian placed the rag in the center of the teleportation scroll and slowly spoke: "Ha, who told you that I was going to run away, I didn't plan to go back alive. What I want to send back is the information you told me. Haha, thank you very much, High Priest."

Swish

As he spoke, a blue light flashed, and the teleportation reel in Yan Zhengtian's hand shattered instantly, and the rag that was originally placed in the middle of the teleportation reel did not fly.

"Roar, you're looking for death!"

Sagra never expected Yan Zhengtian to play with him like this. With anger, Sagra stretched out his hand and Yan Zhengtian's body suddenly shattered inch.

"Ha, I hope that information can be transmitted safely, so that I will not be a child of the Yan family in vain." Leaving the last sentence, Yan Zhengtian closed his eyes and dissipated quietly between the world.

"Hmph! Since the secret has been leaked, there is no need to continue to sneak around, come here." Sagra shouted.

An orc general quickly ran over from the outer position and asked respectfully: "What are the instructions of the high priest?"

"Tell me my order to let these human coolies start work day and night, and we must build the blood altar for me within half a month."

"Yes. But if the high priest starts work day and night, his subordinates are worried that these human coolies will not be able to support them."

"May I have your name?"

"Go back to the high priest, my name is Moyer.

"Moyer, remember, if there are no more people in my race, what does it have to do with us? So go and do it happily. Build the blood altar one day earlier, and the glory of our race will come one day earlier."

"yes!"

Moyer excitedly announced the order of Sagra. From this moment on, the incident in the history of the Arad people, which was called the "Day of Suffering" officially kicked off.
Chapter completed!