"Damn, it's that guy again!" Lin Chen listened to the voice in his head, and his heart sank.
Indeed, soon he felt his consciousness blur, and Lin Chen's aura underwent a dramatic transformation.
At this moment, Lin Chen's eyes carried a hint of coldness, and the pressure of an ancient warrior emanated from him.
The seventy-two orcs, upon seeing Lin Chen, all knelt down, their weapons touching the ground.
"Master!"
A series of earth-shattering roars erupted from their mouths.
Listening to the orcs' roars, Lin Chen gave a wry smile.
Years ago, he led seventy-two orc warriors in a great battle against the Yellow Emperor. The seventy-two warriors charged into battle for him, causing the Yellow Emperor's soldiers to flee, if not for that unexpected event, victory should have been his.
"I'm afraid I can't lead you to conquer the world again, but you can still follow me, follow another me." Lin Chen said calmly.
"Roar!" the orcs roared as they all lifted their heads.
