A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

As the confrontation between Zuo Si and the orc pantheon escalated, countless forces began to send spies to the Rongma grassland to find out what happened here.

The gods also focused their attention on this, and enjoyed this good show that had never appeared in the kingdom since the crusade against Prince of Lies Xirik.

Of course, most of them came to see the joke of the orc pantheon.

After all, Gruumsh and his people had never done anything good since their arrival. They had basically offended everyone they could and could not offend. Almost all civilizations in history hated the orc race.

The famous Netheril launched a great expedition under the leadership of the demigod Iorum, and carried out an unprecedented extermination of the largest orc tribe in the territory.

This is why there was basically no record of large-scale orc invasions throughout the Netheril era.

It was not that they became honest, but that they were killed cleanly without leaving a single man, woman, old or young.

Cruel facts have proved more than once that there are only two ways to resolve conflicts and contradictions between cultures, religions, ethnicities and even races on a piece of land.

One is to slowly integrate and assimilate through a long period of time and the centripetal force of civilization, taking hundreds or thousands of years.

This requires the quality of the civilization itself to be strong, and at the same time to form a huge advantage over other surrounding civilizations.

The other is to quickly carry out large-scale population extermination in a short period of time.

After all, if the problem cannot be solved, it is also an effective method to get rid of the people who create the problem.

Especially for unproductive predators like orcs, there is no need to have any psychological and moral burden to kill them.

Many regions even issue bounties for many years to reduce their numbers.

No matter who it is, as long as they bring back an orc's head or nose, they can get a bounty.

As believers, mortals hate orcs so much, so the gods they believe in will naturally not have any good feelings towards these guys.

The Unther pantheon and the Mulhorand pantheon, which suffered heavy losses in the Battle of the Orc Gate, are even sharpening their knives and intending to take advantage of the fire to rob.

After all, the orc god Gruumsh had surprised them. Several gods were defeated and killed in that war, and the Unther pantheon was even devastated.

This deep-rooted hatred is something that even mortals will never forget, let alone immortal gods.

Just as someone once described in modern times on Earth, there has never been an isolated war in Europe, and it is always a matter of one hair moving the whole body.

By the same token, in Faerun, a place full of gods of all kinds, there is no fight between gods that does not involve other gods.

That is why Zuo Si would always pull a large number of allies to form an unstoppable torrent before each action, regardless of whether it is useful or not, in order to deal with possible complex situations, just like European countries would launch a series of diplomatic activities and sign various treaties to conclude alliances before going to war.

Unfortunately, Gruumsh, who tends to be chaotic and evil as a whole, is not a qualified opponent, and has no long-term vision and grand strategy. He was suppressed from the beginning and could not even find a few decent allies.

As time went by, anyone who was not a fool could see that Thrall's position began to become more and more stable, and his divine characteristics became more and more obvious.

What's more terrible is that priests who can cast divine arts began to appear among his followers.

This is undoubtedly a very obvious signal.

Whether this divine art was bestowed by him or by other gods, it proved that this young orc leader was about to be deified.

And the orc pantheon had no way to deal with him.

Apart from the daily routine of sending heads, there was no other action.

It is said that occasionally, Gruumsh's roar of impotence and fury could be heard over the battlefield, but he never sent down his incarnation.

Because he knew very well that in the current situation, sending down his incarnation was purely self-humiliation, and he would definitely be beaten up by Zuo Si and his allies, and he might become the second Cyric.

Rather than wasting power in such a place, it is better to conserve energy and wait for the moment when Thrall was deified to directly start the war of gods and kill him with lightning speed.

In terms of assault, Gruumsh is an absolute master.

The reason why so many gods were killed in the Battle of the Orc Gate was because they could not withstand the powerful full-strength attack.

So he believed that young Thrall would not be able to withstand it either.

No matter what sinister and vicious plans Zuo Si had, as long as the source of the threat was killed, the problem could be completely solved.

As the mother of the orcs who had always been with Gruumsh, Rusek, she obviously understood her man's mind very well. While her members were away, she whispered: "Be careful, Soth is different from any enemy you have faced before. He always makes full preparations before taking action."

"I know! But do you have any better solution now? If not, shut up!"

Gruumsh glared at his spouse with his one eye, his attitude as bad and strong as ever.

Because he did not have the concept of "wife" at all, but regarded the mother of the orcs as a servant serving him and an object of venting his desires.

This is very obvious both in the doctrine and in the daily activities of the orc society.

However, it is unclear whether the believers have influenced the gods in turn, or whether Rusek is the embodiment of the orc female spirit. She has obviously accepted her status to some extent. Instead of being angry, she persuaded herself: "You are too impatient.

I admit that the guy named Thrall has indeed posed a huge threat to us.

But it will take a long time for him to really threaten you.

Judging from the current situation, it will take hundreds of years or even longer for him to expel us from the crystal wall system where Toril is.

I don't understand why you are making such a fuss and putting yourself on the fire."

"Humph!

You think the crisis only comes from Outside?

No!

Our biggest crisis comes from within!

Both Inav and Idros have begun to have their own little thoughts!

If I can't kill Thrall quickly, but let him continue to tear apart the foundation of faith and expand his influence, then these guys will abandon me and go to the new master.

Because in their eyes, this is just an iteration and elimination within the orc pantheon.

But for me, it is an absolute battle of life and death.

I must not retreat, let alone lose. "

When saying this, Gruumsh exuded the aura and majesty of a powerful god, as well as the tyranny from the bones.

"What if you fail?"

Russek continued to ask calmly.

Gruumsh answered without hesitation: "If I fail, the Orc pantheon will be divided, decline, and even destroyed.

Ithos's character will never let go of any enemy who has tried to kill him.

But I will fight back with all my strength and will never let him off easily.

Even if I have to lie dead in the astral plane, I will bite off a piece of flesh from him at the last moment."

"What about me and Bagchu? Where should we go?"

For the first time, Rusek's voice was filled with tension and anxiety.

Because she knew that once Gruumsh was defeated, she and her son would become the "remnants" of public criticism and would never be accepted by the new Orc pantheon.

Especially those other members of the pantheon who are still loyal to Gruumsh will certainly rush to eradicate the remnants to express their awe and submission to the new main god.

"Why, even you are starting to consider retreating? I haven't lost the battle yet!"

Gruumsh was obviously enraged, and he grabbed the Orc Mother's neck and lifted her up high.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem - no! Please calm down! I've always been on your side!"

After a violent cough caused by suffocation, Rusek hurriedly tried to comfort the irritable husband.

But unfortunately, she failed.

The enraged Gruumsh is one of the most terrible gods in the world, probably second only to Talos, the storm god who represents the most primitive and violent destructive power of nature.

He suddenly swung the Mother of Orcs up and slammed her to the ground with a very rough movement.

Bang!

The loud noise and violent vibrations immediately spread from this seemingly primitive temple, causing the petitioners guarding the door to show expressions of shock and disbelief.

After all, although the Lord God has a bad temper, he rarely attacks other members of the pantheon, especially the Mother of Orcs who controls the faith of all the women in the entire race.

But before they could react to what happened, a huge figure fell from the sky.

This is a giant who is many times bigger than other orcs, with strong muscles, dirty brown skin and dark green eyes.

The fangs protruding from both sides of his mouth are pale as if they have been gnawed on bones, and he is wearing heavy inlaid leather armor and a pair of tattered iron gloves.

This iconic dress alone is enough for other orc petitioners present to recognize the identity of the person - the god of bravery, Bagchu.

He ignored the orc heroic guards who were famous for their bravery in their lifetime, and directly broke into the hall and roared: "Let go of my mother!"

"Bagchu? How dare you talk to me in this tone?"

Gruumsh undoubtedly felt offended.

You know, in normal times, Bagchu has always been obedient to him, and is even regarded as a symbol of stupidity, loyalty and never betrayal.

It is because of this that he tolerates his son's closer to Rusek than himself.

But now, this fool actually stood on the side of his mother without hesitation in the conflict.

"Don't... don't provoke your father anymore!"

Rusek obviously realized the seriousness of the problem and hurried to stop his son from taking further action.

Fortunately, it was too late.

Bagchu was famous for his stubborn mind. Seeing that Geumsh had no intention of letting his mother go, he immediately raised his fist and hit his father's face fiercely.

"Ah! ! ! ! How dare you?"

Gumsh, who was suddenly attacked without any warning, immediately roared in shock and anger, and the whole person took several steps back uncontrollably.

But just a second later, he regained his balance and swung his fist to hit the "rebellious son" in the chin.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

For a moment, the whole hall of the pantheon was reverberating with the muffled sound of fist collision.

Although Bagchu was far behind his father in terms of divine power, he had an incredible talent, which was his extraordinary strength and power.

Even the self-esteemed God of War Inav was never willing to fight the God of Courage one-on-one, and the other members of the pantheon were even more afraid of him.

So in this bare-handed contest, not only did he not fall into a disadvantage, but he forced Gruumsh to retreat step by step.

"Stop! Stop! What are you doing?"

Ruseko was obviously frightened by this sudden fight between father and son.

Because she knew better than anyone that Gruumsh, who was in a rage, would never allow even the slightest disobedience and resistance. Once he got really angry, the entire pantheon would probably fall into civil strife immediately.

Fortunately!

Bagchu had always been obedient to his mother, and quickly retreated and opened a safe distance.

But Gruumsh, who was about to lose his mind due to anger, obviously did not intend to end it like this. He directly grabbed the spear placed on the weapon rack, and his only eye turned red.

"No! Go! Get out of here!"

Rusek keenly sensed her husband's boiling murderous intent, grabbed her son's hand and fled as fast as possible.

As soon as the mother and son left, a terrifying divine power impact shot out from the front of the spear, directly evaporating everything within a radius of several kilometers. At the same time, the sky over the entire country continued to shake violently, thunder and meteorites fell.

All the petitioners felt the raging anger of the Lord God, and they knelt on the ground in fear and prayed devoutly.

"Tsk tsk, what a pity. If Bagchu could injure Gruumsh, or if Gruumsh killed Bagchu, it would be interesting. But it doesn't matter, as long as there is a rift between them."

The God of War, Yinafu, who planned all this in the dark, raised his mouth slightly, revealing a creepy and sinister smile.

It is obvious that he deliberately created the meeting between Rusek and Gruumsh, and used some true and false news to make the former panic, which led to a physical conflict between the two.

Then he brought in the brainless Bagchu, and finally successfully created a huge rift within the orc pantheon.

It must be said that Inav is worthy of being the most feared and vigilant follower of Gruumsh, and he is also worthy of the "strategy" in his position.

Just a little trick made Gruumsh become a "lonely man" without knowing it.

Although the other members still obeyed him on the surface.

But without the assistance of Rusek and Bagchu, and the current environment of being constantly forced by powerful foreign enemies, there is no need to say what will happen next.

"Well done!"

A voice suddenly sounded in his ear, which scared Inav.

But soon after seeing who was talking, he quickly regained his composure and sneered, "Are you so idle? And you dare to show up here, aren't you afraid of being discovered by Gruumsh?"

"Do you think Gruumsh, who is almost mad, still has the mind to sense whether there are invaders in his own country? Not to mention that it's not that easy to find me."

The Dark Prince Greya slowly walked out of the shadows, watching the chaotic and messy scene in the distance with interest.

As a quasi-divine power representing darkness and nothingness, he originally has a strong concealment. As long as he is not specifically targeted, it is basically impossible to catch him.

Coupled with the free escape ability of the planeswalker, he is naturally fearless.

"So you plan to join this war too?"

Inafu asked in an uncertain tone.

Because he knew that the Dark Prince was very close to the goddess of the night, Shar, and Shar was an ally of Gruumsh.

So Greya's identity and position were actually very subtle.

At least that's how it looks to the outside world.

"Me?

Join?

Haha, you think too highly of Gruumsh.

Father has already prepared a net of heaven and earth. No matter how he struggles or who he makes an alliance with, he can't prevent the impending final outcome.

He doesn't need my help at all, nor does he ask me for anything."

Greya's tone was full of naked and undisguised contempt.

Because in his opinion, it was a complete failure to make a powerful racial god as hated by Gruumsh.

Look at the elven pantheon, and then look at the dwarf, gnome and halfling pantheons. Which one doesn't have friends and allies everywhere.

But what about the orc pantheon?

Apart from the enemy, there is not even a real ally.

Even the spider goddess Lolth, who is also in the chaotic evil camp, doesn't think highly of Gruumsh in her bones, and only regards him as a powerful chess piece to deal with Corellon.

As for the dirty and ugly beasts like orcs, they are only worthy of being slaves of the dark elves at most.

"Then what are you doing here?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Inav's eyes.

Graya directly took out a bag of small beads emitting silver light from his pocket and responded in a slightly doting tone: "Of course, it is to help my lovely sister Grete to arrange the battlefield a little in advance.

So that she can devour more souls of the petitioners in the next decisive battle.

Oh, right.

In order to avoid unnecessary losses and collateral damage, you'd better tear your own country away in advance.

Otherwise, there is a high probability that you will be injured by mistake."

As the last word came out, the Dark Prince directly threw out a bag full of beads.

In a flash!

These beads exploded in the air and turned into glittering dust that drifted with the wind, covering a large area in the entire country at a very fast speed.

"What is this?!!!"

As a god, Inav obviously noticed the nature of these glittering dusts, and his expression immediately became serious and solemn.

Graya pinched one of them and said meaningfully: "It's a very interesting creation, isn't it?

It carries Gretel's power and consciousness, like seeds hidden in a place that no one notices.

But once these seeds are activated, they will immediately become a flood beast that devours everything.

At that time, the souls of countless petitioners in this country will become nutrients for the growth of my lovely sister.

And this is not even counted by my father in his combat power.

Now do you know how powerful he is?"

"Damn! Are all the descendants of Soth monsters like you?"

Inav's voice was full of envy and jealousy.

You know, even the offspring of gods and mortals cannot guarantee that every one of them will eventually grow up to be a demigod.

But Zuo Si is good, every one of his offspring is absolutely divine.

The dark prince in front of him killed and devoured the incarnation of the lie prince Xirik when he was just born.

If Inafu had such ability, he would definitely find a lot of mortal women to imitate the god of killing Baal and give birth to him.

But unfortunately, this kind of thing can only be thought of.

No one knows that the reason why Zuo Si's offspring is like this is mostly due to the power of the dark void.

If Graya and little Annie are just unintentional results, then they have been consciously guided since the twins.

Facts have proved that Zuo Si's inference is correct.

Hansel and Gretel have shown quite obvious dark void characteristics since their birth. If nothing unexpected happens, they should soon ignite the dormant spark and become a member of the planeswalker.

Just when the dark prince wanted to say something, he suddenly felt that the spark in his chest had a strange resonance.

The next second...

He saw a familiar figure suddenly appear out of thin air, it was his good sister - Annie.

Because of her body shape and appearance, she didn't wear the iconic skirt today, but changed into a neutral white suit, and the artifact in her hand became a cane, just like the Kaito Kid.

Just when Graya and Inav were confused, the girl took out a huge spherical celestial body from the magic space she created and threw it over her head.

Boom! ! ! ! ! !

The deafening sound instantly tore the sky apart, and then produced hundreds of millions of flashing dust, which looked extremely spectacular and gorgeous, making everyone seem to be in a dreamy fairy tale.

However, Inav obviously didn't have the heart to appreciate this beautiful scenery, but shouted like crazy: "Damn little lunatic! Run! Run! Such a big noise will definitely attract Geumsh!"

Before he finished speaking!

He himself activated the divine power transmission and disappeared without a trace.

But Graya didn't run away. Instead, he looked up at Little Annie in the sky and asked in a tone of great surprise: "Dear sister, you are cheating our dear brother a little too much, right? You know, even I only scattered a few hundred beads."

"Hehe! This is called relying on your ability. Who asked you not to bring more?"

Little Annie raised her chin slightly and showed a proud smile.

"So according to you, can I continue to increase the stakes?"

Graya raised his eyebrows, obviously very dissatisfied with his sister's behavior of doing things without considering the consequences.

Just as the brother and sister were about to start arguing, Gruumsh finally descended from the sky, with boiling blood-red divine power emanating from his body, and he grinned and laughed: "Hehehehe! Good! That's great! I didn't expect that I was just worried about not having a way to counter Soth, and you two little brats came to my door."

If it were a god of other divine power or demigod or even weaker divine power, seeing the famous first "God Killer" in the history of Faerun rushing towards him, he would probably be scared and run away.

After all, in terms of bullying, the record of the Orc Lord God is brilliant, and all those who don't believe in evil have fallen.

But the fearless little Annie obviously didn't buy it. She curled her lips in disgust and slowly uttered two words: "So ugly!"

"Hahaha! Sister, I think we finally reached a consensus on something, didn't we?"

Gray laughed unscrupulously on the spot, slowly drew out his sword burning with black flames, and also didn't take the orc god seriously.

"So... we're going to have a truce today?"

Little Annie blinked playfully.

The Dark Prince nodded without thinking: "Yes, we're going to have a truce today, and join forces to see how strong this ugly thing is."

"Arrogant! Do you think you can fight me with your pitiful strength?"

Gruumsh raised the weapon in his hand high, wrapped the powerful divine power on it to form a terrifying momentum.

"How can you know if you don't try. What's more, we are not as weak as you think."

As the last word came out, Graya took the lead in launching an attack and turned into a ball of darkness that could not be captured by the naked eye, covering the entire battlefield.

In a flash!

He suddenly appeared behind the orc god and stabbed him in the back at lightning speed.

But Gruumsh was obviously not a pushover, and his experience in fighting gods was extremely rich. He blocked the attack with his backhand at the last moment, and then released the divine power injected into the spear all at once.

Boom!!!

Although the Dark Prince immediately jumped into the shadow to avoid it, his action was still half a beat, and half of his body became broken under the bombardment of divine power, even revealing the white bones inside.

But after only a few seconds, a large amount of liquid like ink gushed out from the other half of the body to cover and reorganize the damaged other half, and finally completely restored it to its original state.

Anyone who is not blind can tell the huge gap in strength between the two.

Although Graya already has the capital to defeat demigods and even weaker divine powers, he is still a little too weak in front of the real powerful divine power.

After all, he was born not long ago, and the level of the planeswalker spark is far from reaching the upper limit.

"My stupid brother, you look really embarrassed now."

Little Annie, who finally got the chance, immediately put on an "old sister" look and began to criticize the Dark Prince.

Graya twitched his mouth and retorted: "This is not a difference in power level. You can't blame me. It would be the same if you were in my place."

"Ha! Who said that?"

Little Annie flashed in front of the Orc Lord God in an instant, and directly released the mysterious rune that had successfully plotted against her father Zuo Si before.

"Boring trick!"

Gruumsh obviously knew nothing about magic and did not realize the danger of this thing. He wanted to pierce the girl with a spear.

To be precise, there is no priesthood related to magic in the entire Orc pantheon, which is why the Orc race basically does not see mages.

Even if there are one or two arcane spellcasters occasionally, they are basically awakened warlocks.

But when the spear was getting closer and closer to Little Annie, Gruumsh suddenly found that his speed seemed to be getting slower and slower, while the opponent's speed seemed to be fast forward.

Finally, when the two collided, a phenomenon similar to cause and effect reversal occurred.

Originally, he should have stabbed the opponent, but he was hit hard in the face by a magic similar to divine power.

Snap!

Accompanied by an extremely crisp sound, Gruumsh, who was hit by an unprecedented big fight, flew backwards, hit the ground with his head directly, and plowed a gully more than ten meters long on the ground before stopping.

Although the damage of this attack was not high, it was extremely insulting.

It is obvious that Little Annie did this on purpose.

She knew very well that she could not seriously injure a powerful divine power, so she came up with such an insulting attack method.

After doing all this, the girl put her hands on her hips and stared at her brother and asked, "How is it? I easily did what you couldn't do. What a bullshit Orc Lord God, he's just an ugly and stupid big fool."

"Okay, you win this time. But I'm curious, how did you do it?"

Graya looked at Geumsh, who had completely lost his mind and was left with only raging anger and surging murderous intent, with shock, astonishment and disbelief on his face.

After all, if the last successful plot against Zuo Si could be considered a fluke, then this time insulting the Orc Lord God was a 100% manifestation of strength.

This magic of reversing cause and effect is too powerful. At least so far he can't find any flaws.

"In the world we went to together before, I got it from an ancient family called [Macremis].

They have a treasure called [Anti-light Sword].

I turned it into my own thing through learning, absorbing and transforming it.

How is it?

Isn't it amazing?

This is a magical power that even my father couldn't master."

Little Annie didn't want to hide anything, and openly told the source of her special rune magic.

Because she has gained control of that world from the root, it is equivalent to a GM with an administrator account, and can kick out people she doesn't like at will.

This is why Little Annie is no longer afraid of Zuo Si.

As long as she hides in the Type-Moon world, no one can do anything to her.

"Anti-light Sword? I didn't expect that the world where mystery and magic are constantly declining actually hides such a good thing..."

Graya's eyes revealed a trace of envy.

There is no way not to envy!

That is the power to distort and reverse cause and effect!

It can even make a powerful opponent who is far stronger than himself suffer!

With this power, even if you encounter an enemy you can't beat, you can retreat calmly.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!! Bastards! You've completely pissed me off! Go to hell! You little bastards of Soth! I'm going to tear off your heads!"

Gruumsh, who had lost all face, jumped high and turned the artifact spear in his hand into a red lightning and threw it out with force.

The terrifying power made the whole country tremble violently.

"Oh my, this ugly bastard is angry. Sorry, I have to leave first."

Little Annie was obviously very smart and had no intention of confronting the orc god head-on. After saying this, she activated the planeswalker spark and disappeared on the spot.

As soon as she left, red lightning struck, instantly shattering and evaporating all the surrounding matter, turning it into an energy wave that spread in all directions. Nothing could survive wherever it passed.

However, when the energy wave approached the Dark Prince, he also activated the Planeswalker Spark and teleported away, leaving behind only the ruins of a deep pit torn by a huge divine power, and Gruumsh, who was furious but had no other outlet.

At this moment, the once notorious evil god was almost going crazy, and he wanted to curse out a thousand dirty words in his heart.

It's so fucking bullying!

What on earth does this family want to do?

Treat the Kingdom of Gods as a public toilet, come and go as you please?

And Zuo Si, the mastermind behind the scenes, has not yet ended. Just a son and a daughter have disturbed him.

But in the same way, Gruumsh finally realized the true horror of the Planeswalker.

If there is no way to limit the ability to teleport across planes and time and space, everything will be in vain.

The other party can choose to retreat when they realize that the situation is not good, and come back again when the opportunity is right next time.

When he thought of several quasi-power planeswalkers who visited here every now and then to cause some damage, Gruumsh had an urge to self-destruct.

Of course, Zuo Si didn't know for the time being that his son and daughter ran to the enemy's territory and made a scene.

But even if he knew, he would just laugh it off.

After all, he himself is a planeswalker, and he knows the planeswalker's ability that is as unsolvable as a bug.

Unless an ability or prop that can limit the function of the spark is developed, it is basically a fantasy to kill a planeswalker who is determined to escape.

At this moment, Zuo Si is secretly observing a tavern in the city of Illingwood through the vision of the fourth scourge.

To be precise, it is two old men sitting at the same table.

One of them is Dumbledore, and the other is Elminster.

I have to say that fate is really a very wonderful thing.

It actually brought together two people who were originally in different worlds but had similar appearances, personalities and experiences.

You should know that Elminster also had a talented and outstanding apprentice, who later fell into darkness and evil for some unknown reason and transformed himself into a lich.

"I see. During the time when Soth disappeared, he went to your world and joined Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as a student for a period of time."

After Elminster smoked a bag of cigarettes, he finally connected Zuo Si's growth experience completely.

Dumbledore smiled and responded: "Strictly speaking, he can't be considered a student. He didn't even stay until graduation. He left after getting the knowledge he wanted. But he did bring earth-shaking changes to that world, most of which were positive."

"Yes, he also brought a lot of positive changes to this world, but also brought a lot of problems."

Elminster smiled bitterly and sighed, obviously not out of the shadow of the previous failure.

He knew very well that he was no longer qualified to continue to compete with Zuo Si, who was already a demon god, but he was unwilling to disband the Harpist Alliance and hide in Shadow Valley to live in seclusion without caring about the world.

"I don't think there is any need to be too entangled about this.

After all, you and I represent the old era, while Soth represents the new era.

What we should do is to take the initiative to make way, rather than become a stumbling block.

Otherwise, the whole world will always remain unchanged, without progress and development, and the whole society will remain stagnant. How boring it would be."

Dumbledore, who had seen through everything and let go of everything, expressed his position.

Elminster put away his pipe and sighed, "Maybe you are right. An old antique like me should have left the stage of history long ago. Thank you for your enlightenment, the Chosen One of the Great Phoenix God Bennu. I will try to let myself go in the future."

"You're welcome. It is my honor to talk to a sage like you who is knowledgeable and knows the history of Faerun. Especially the game between the gods behind this war."

Dumbledore stood up and put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly.

"Do you think Soth can win the war with the orc pantheon?"

Elminster suddenly stopped and asked when he stood up and prepared to leave.

Dumbledore shook his head slightly: "I don't know.

Because my relationship with Soth is not as close as you think.

I only know that he now controls an unimaginable large army and controls many time and space and even the universe.

But based on my understanding of Soth, since he has decided to take action, he must have a great chance of winning.

By the way, have you met the great chief Thrall?

He is really very special, and his thoughts and behaviors are different from other orcs."

"Oh? What's the difference?"

Elminster was immediately interested.

Because he has seen too many orcs in his long life, even including aliens who do not believe in the orc gods, but none of them can make him feel unique.

"It's hard to describe it in words, you should go and see it yourself. In addition, I have to leave first. Because the orcs outside the city are about to launch an attack, I have to be responsible for dealing with the elects of the orc gods."

After that, Dumbledore stood up from the chair and took off the loose robe jacket on his body to reveal the black tight vest and shorts inside.

Especially the exaggerated muscles that looked like copper and iron, which immediately caused exclamations from the surrounding players and local natives.

In the corner, several female orcs wearing bikini armor had green light in their eyes and almost rushed up to touch him.

After all, female players who can choose the orc race have some unknown special fetishes, and the morbid obsession with exaggerated muscles is one of them.

You know, exaggerated muscles often mean extremely high levels of male hormones.

In other words, in their eyes, such macho men are more manly.

It's a pity that these guys found the wrong target this time.

Dumbledore doesn't like women at all, but he looks at those strong and sturdy orc men with a bit of a strange look...