A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

After leaving the tavern, Elminster strolled along the streets of the city, which is located at the easternmost end of the Rongma Grassland and guards the only passage between the Galena Mountains and Vasa, and felt the atmosphere and environment of ice and fire.

The reason why it is called ice and fire is that, on the one hand, the repairs and fighting on the city walls day and night are intertwined with the prosperous business and various entertainments in the central area.

It is only more than a hundred meters away, but it is like two completely different worlds.

On the other hand, the mental state of the orcs here is also incredible. There is no tension or panic of being surrounded at all. Instead, they do what they should do.

Many guys who have just come down from the front line and are covered in blood can even sit in the tavern and restaurant to eat and drink after taking a bath, and brag to others around them about how many followers of Gruumsh they have killed today. It is completely impossible to tell that they have experienced a fierce battle.

Some orc shamans also organized propaganda activities in the city, so that more and more orcs began to worship the great chief Thrall as a god.

An indescribable fanaticism is spreading at a very fast speed and quickly transforming into the power of faith.

Through the silver fire bestowed by the goddess of magic, Elminster can even observe the divine light flickering above the mansion where Thrall lives.

There is no doubt that the great chief is constantly shedding his mortal nature and steadily moving towards the direction of God.

And not only in the city of Ilinwuer, but also in the sky above Vasa blocked by high mountains.

Needless to say, the orcs, the weak, women, children and the army withdrawn from the Rongma grassland have been secretly sent to the land that may be the most completely isolated from the outside world in the geography of the continent of Faerun.

As long as they win this battle for survival, they can establish a country and civilization of their own, completely break away from the influence of the chaos and evil of the orc gods and embark on a completely different path.

Elminster doesn't know whether such a result is a good thing or a bad thing for humans and other intelligent races.

After all, when the orcs break away from barbarism and ignorance and begin to embrace order and civilization, they will inevitably burst out with unprecedented enthusiasm and vitality, and make themselves stronger through settlement, trade, and construction.

When an orc kingdom or empire that has developed in all aspects without shortcomings stands at the northernmost end of the central continent, who can guarantee that it will not launch an invasion war against other surrounding countries and regions to obtain more land, wealth and human resources?

Especially the neighboring country Damara, which was severely beaten before, now has no power to resist at all.

These powerful orc armies that have experienced hundreds of battles do not need to cross mountains and ridges. They can easily capture cities and territories by following the Pylauvel River that runs through the two countries to the east with the help of the well-connected water network, and even open up the route to the Fallen Star Sea to the south.

If it is mixed with the Zhentarim and Zhentil Castle, it will form a terrifying evil alliance.

Maybe it will not pose any threat to the behemoth like the West Coast Empire for the time being, but there will definitely be no problem in beating and annexing other small countries and city-states around.

The most important thing is that they will soon have their own patron saint.

And standing behind this patron saint is Zuo Si, who has been making trouble, launching wars, and planning various conspiracies since he came to the continent of Faerun.

At least from the perspective of Elminster, Zuo Si is the biggest, most terrifying, and most troublesome source of trouble in this world.

But on the bright side, when the orcs are no longer barbaric but become more and more civilized, it is not a bad thing to join this competition of different races and cultures.

At least after establishing a country, they will no longer plunder and destroy unscrupulously, and will also trade and promote exchanges with other city-states and countries. Even if they start a war, they will not easily massacre civilians.

After all, even if you think from a utilitarian perspective, living people are also a kind of wealth. If you sell them as slaves to Zhentil Castle and the Red Mage of Sel, you can get a lot of money immediately.

So Elminster has a very complicated mood about the rise of this orc.

He is happy that there are finally orcs who dare to stand up to resist the chaotic and evil rule of Gruumsh, but he is also worried that the other party will become a new threat after growing stronger.

With this contradictory and complicated mood, the great sage of Shadow Valley finally arrived at the door of the mansion.

Before the orc warrior guarding the entrance came forward to ask, the originally closed door slowly opened, and a male orc shaman who looked quite old walked out from inside.

You should know that as a race with an average life expectancy of less than 30 years old, it is usually difficult for orcs to live to more than 40 years old.

Because under the brainwashing of Gruumsh's social Darwinism, young and strong orcs are always secretly spying on the position of older orcs.

Once the latter reveals a flaw or shows signs of weakness, they will immediately kill them and replace them, even the clergy of the clergy are no exception.

Yes, you read it right.

In fact, Gruumsh, like the spider goddess Rose, constantly encourages his believers to fight and kill each other, believing that this can select the strongest to lead the tribe to remain strong forever.

Little do they know that in a developed and mature society, the elderly often play the role of inheritors of knowledge and experience, and will teach the young what they have accumulated throughout their lives.

Therefore, this directly leads to the fact that any technology and knowledge that requires a certain amount of experience accumulation cannot be passed down well among the orcs.

Even if a few people learn it, they may die tragically during the next change of power, eventually leading to the loss of the technology.

"Welcome to you, the Great Sage of Shadow Valley, the first chosen one of the Goddess of Magic, Your Excellency Elminster."

The old orc shaman took the lead and bowed with one hand on his chest. His attitude was completely devoid of the contempt and hostility of ordinary orcs towards other races.

"Who are you……"

Elminster was obviously aware of the strong elemental power exuding from the other party, and was somewhat unsure of the other party's identity.

The old orc replied with a smile: "My name is Monaro. I used to be a priest, but now I have become a shaman who has embarked on the path of elements and souls. I currently serve as an advisor to Warchief Thrall. Please follow Come on, the chief has been waiting for you for a long time."

"He knew I was coming?"

Elminster was obviously stunned for a moment.

"Yes. From the moment you entered the Rongma Grassland, he has already sensed your existence. You will understand this after you see him with your own eyes."

After saying this, Monaro smiled slightly and turned around to lead the way.

Upon seeing this, the orc warriors standing around lowered their heads and bowed to the old orc.

From this point alone, it is not difficult to see the prestige and lofty status he holds within this new regime.

Elminster obviously noticed this, but did not continue to ask, but followed closely and entered the huge mansion transformed from the city hall.

Along the way, he saw many boys and girls around ten years old sitting in the open space and listening to a shaman imparting knowledge. He also noticed that human bureaucrats and scholars from the west coast empire were talking about how to build an administrative system from scratch and how to How to collect taxes and help ignorant lower-class civilians master farming, herding, fishing and various simple handicrafts.

There is no doubt that this kind of emphasis on knowledge and inheritance is something that will never be seen in other orc tribes.

The most important thing is that Elminster felt Thrall's grand scheme and ambition.

The other party is not simply building a primitive country and a base of faith based on feudalism or slavery, but is building a national system with the ability to transform and evolve itself.

This is something that even most human countries cannot do.

We must know that the biggest difference between having a national system and not having one is sustainability and stability.

Why were all Carlin's shirts in such a mess, but when Shane VII returned, they instantly returned to their former glory?

Why did Halrua survive the devastating disaster at the end of Netheril and establish the most powerful mage nation in Faerûn?

Why could Ser remain relatively intact and never split despite such fierce internal fighting among the red wizards?

Why can Waterdeep still rise again to become the most powerful force in the North after experiencing so many turmoils?

The reason is that they have complete operating systems, mature talent selection mechanisms and bureaucratic systems.

A typical example that is completely opposite to this is that like other city-states and countries on Faerûn, they suddenly rise with the appearance of a strong man, and then suddenly decline with the death of the strong man.

Since the ruling structure is a huge grassroots team, and power is built around individuals or a very small number of families, once there is a problem at the core or the fragile balance of power is broken, there will immediately be an internal struggle for power and even a war.

Therefore, the establishment of a national operating system alone made Elminster take a high look at Thrall.

With great anticipation, he walked through several complicated and winding paths, corridors and stairs, and finally arrived at a reception room on the third floor.

But the moment he crossed the threshold and entered, Elminster quickly locked onto an old acquaintance.

The other party obviously noticed him too.

"How will you be here?"

Elminster instantly showed strong vigilance.

Because the other party is none other than the current leader of the Zhentarim and Zhentil Keep - Fuzor Chambery.

"Haha, why can't I be here? Don't forget, the Rongma Grassland and the Moon Sea are bordered." The Moon Sea Tyrant asked with a sneer.

moment!

Elminster seemed to understand the intention of the other party's presence here. His tense nerves quickly relaxed and he said with a disdainful expression: "It's not easy. It turns out that you are also scared sometimes."

"Afraid? No, I am just expressing my respect to Lord Sal and proposing some future cooperation intentions. After all, as neighbors, it is normal for us to communicate with each other and start trade, isn't it?"

Fu Zouer Chamberry argued plausibly.

After all, with his character, he would never admit that he was really scared.

Especially the divine war that may break out at any time.

Regardless of the outcome, if the opponent deliberately chooses the battlefield near Zhentil Castle, the entire city may be instantly razed to the ground by the terrifying power of the god.

Similar things have happened too many times on the continent of Faerûn, and there are more than 30 detailed historical records alone.

Therefore, Fuzor Chamberry must first inquire about Thrall's tone. If possible, it is best to stabilize the opponent or even establish an alliance.

"Hmph! Trade? I think it's the slave trade, right?"

Elminster curled his lips in disdain.

As the founder of the Harper Alliance, he knew very well how many prisoners were captured during Thrall's unification of the military steppe and how they were dealt with.

Although there was no bloody and brutal massacre, more than one-third were sold as slaves.

Among them, the red-robed mages from Zhentil Castle and Serre are the biggest buyers.

After all, whether they are strong barbarians who are born warriors, or monsters such as orcs, gnolls, ogres, bugbears, and hobgoblins that can develop good combat effectiveness with a little training, they can be quickly transformed into warriors in their army. Soldier.

Moreover, slaves do not need to be paid any salary at all. They only need to fill their stomachs and be issued weapons and equipment. Even if they die in battle, they can be resurrected as undead and continue to serve their masters.

In this regard, both Zhentil Castle and the red-robed mage are out-and-out experts.

Especially after the civil war broke out between Sazastan and other chiefs, both sides were recruiting soldiers, digging graves, and using all the living and dead bodies in order to increase their own strength.

In some wars, there are even spectacles of grandsons, sons, fathers, grandfathers, great-grandfathers, great-great-grandfathers and other generations, and whole families, old and young, appearing on the battlefield together.

Hell is a joke.

Elminster has been fighting with these evil camp guys all his life, and he obviously knows very well what kind of character the tyrant of the Moon Sea in front of him is.

Fuzoul Chamberry retorted plausibly: "What happened to the buying and selling of slaves?

I'm saving their lives.

Otherwise, do you think these prisoners of war can survive despite their resolute refusal to obey Lord Sal's leadership and the fact that the entire military grassland is short of food supplies?

Don't be stupid, they will all slowly die of hunger and fatigue.

What's more, there are many areas in Faerûn where slavery is practiced.

Even if I don't buy it, someone else will.

Especially the red-robed mage from Ser.

I'm sure you've heard the rumors.

Sazastan finally couldn't help but start to take action against the chiefs who opposed him, and a war of unprecedented scale was about to break out.

If these slaves were sold to Sale, how long do you think they could survive in this tragic civil war? "

It has to be said that unlike other brainless villains, Fuzoul Chamberlain is a typical person who is full of eloquence and talking skills.

In just a few words, his old rival was silenced.

Because everything he said is true, without any adulteration.

Compared to the cloudy Ser, the areas around the Moon Sea have indeed achieved rare peace under the tyrannical rule of Zhentil Castle, and the treatment of slaves has also been improved to a certain extent.

Just when Elminster opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Thrall finally stood up and interrupted: "You two, I don't care about the grudges between you, and I am not interested in your so-called battle of ideas. . I am a pragmatic person, so let’s stop talking about empty and boring topics and let’s get to the point.”

pragmatic?

Elminster, who instantly grasped the keyword, looked at each other with Fuzoul Chambery.

This sentence may not be strange to say from the mouth of a businessman, but it is really full of contradiction to say it from the mouth of an orc leader who is about to become a god.

After all, in Faerûn, there is almost nothing that can circumvent the influence of the gods. Therefore, despite the overall productivity level in the late Middle Ages, countless strange organizations that are unique to modern society have developed, as well as those related to An extremely high moral level that is completely inconsistent with the reality.

If the law of historical development on earth is that material determines the foundation and the economic foundation determines the superstructure, there are many situations where faith and spirit are higher than material.

People are willing to sacrifice their property and even their lives for the faith in their hearts, and they are also willing to abandon everything they have in order to pursue spiritual satisfaction and embark on an unknown journey full of danger and suffering.

Therefore, the word "pragmatic" should not be uttered from the mouth of a preparation god at all.

But Sal obviously didn't care about the two people's strange looks, and continued to talk to himself: "Fuzuoer Chamberry, I know you are worried that the previous small friction will affect our previous relationship, or even break out. A war.

But I can assure you here that at least for hundreds of years, the orc kingdom I established will not launch any expansionary war.

So you can feel free to let merchants from all the city-states in the Moon Sea do business with us.

We will ensure their personal and property safety.

In addition, I can also give you some tax benefits. "

"Thank you very much.

I swear that when this war is over, I will immediately let the caravan set off to restore the land trade connection with the Rongma Grassland.

Not only that!

I would also ask them to bring the grain, seeds, and other necessities you most urgently need. "

Fu Zouer Qianberry breathed a sigh of relief, put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly.

This result is already quite good for him.

After all, if all the troops are used to defend this suddenly rising neighbor, all other expansion plans will come to nothing.

Thrall nodded slightly, then turned his attention to the famous Great Sage of Shadow Valley, and asked directly: "Can you please tell me who you are representing when you come here this time?

The goddess of magic and her church?

Or the Harpers Alliance?

Or the elven kingdom that was restored not long ago - Cormanthor? "

"I am here on behalf of Queen Sirinsi of Cormanthor to check the situation here and confirm what kind of person you are. But now, I think I have the answer. "

Elminster smiled and stated his purpose.

Especially when he saw the calm, rational and wise eyes of the candidate god in front of him, he could basically determine that the other party's camp would inevitably tend to order after being deified.

And it should not be lawful evil, but lawful neutral.

Under the influence of such a god, this new group of orcs will inevitably turn from barbarism to civilization, and will be busy competing for believers within the orc race for a long time, and will not have the extra energy to launch expansion wars to create unnecessary enemies for themselves.

"So... I passed the test?"

Sar pursed his lips and showed a smile.

Elminster also smiled and replied: "I don't think I am qualified to evaluate a candidate god.

To be honest, although I heard a lot of rumors about you before I came here.

But only after seeing it with your own eyes can you understand why everyone says you are special and not like a traditional orc at all.

If you use the magic of transformation to become a human noble, no one will doubt it.

Finally, I hope that under your leadership, these orcs can get rid of the barbarism, ignorance and cruelty of the past and live in harmony with other intelligent races in Faerun. "

Hearing this, Thrall couldn't help but reveal a hint of mockery, and responded meaningfully: "Haha, I can guarantee the first half of this sentence, but the second half is not necessarily.

Because whether it is a race or a country, if you want to survive and develop, you must obtain resources.

When the existing land and resources begin to be in short supply, conflicts of interest will inevitably break out with other forces.

When this contradiction and conflict accumulates to a certain extent, war will break out 100%.

Think about the Crown War of the Elves, and then look at the history of the rise of mankind. It is easy to tell that war is inevitable.

In this regard, I agree with Soth's ideas very much.

He has said more than once that war and civilization are like two sides of a coin, both interdependent and mutually reinforcing.

All wars are caused by conflicts, and they end when the conflicts themselves or the people who caused them disappear.

The actions of you and the Harpist Alliance to stop the war by assassinating the leaders of the party that started the war cannot solve the problem from the root.

It simply covers up the conflict temporarily, and then makes it more and more irreconcilable until it breaks out again in a more intense form.

In the end, it may even evolve into an endless hatred.

A typical example is the decades-long struggle between Neverwinter and Luskan in the North.

How many times have you, the self-proclaimed righteous party and the so-called heroes crushed the conspiracy of the Arcane Brotherhood?

How many times have you received applause, cheers and gratitude from the civilians?

But what is the result?

Did you solve the problem?

The answer is obviously no.

You didn't solve any problem at all, you just temporarily frustrated the plan of the Arcane Brothers.

It won't be long before the other side recovers from the failure and launches a new round of attacks.

So Soth said that a society where the people put all their hopes on heroes is sad.

Moreover, he demonstrated with his actual actions how to solve the problem once and for all and stop the war from breaking out, that is, to completely eradicate the Arcane Brotherhood and the pirate groups controlled by them.

In the same way, if you really think that Zhentil Keep and Zhentarim will be a huge threat, then gather your strength to completely destroy it.

Use the fastest, quickest and most efficient method to wipe out all members, including their families, descendants, and vested interest groups.

Only in this way can we avoid falling into this endless tug-of-war and consumption.

Because this is a necessary evil!

It is the only way to avoid war and allow more civilians to live a stable life.

If you don't even have this awareness, then give up all the ridiculous ideas as soon as possible and disband the Harpist Alliance on the spot.

Don't be a nasty troublemaker all day long under the guise of justice.

After all, pure idealists can't accomplish anything.

This is why I emphasized the word pragmatic at the beginning. "

As the last word came out, before the shocked Elminster could react, Fuzor Chamberlain standing next to him took the lead in applauding and praising loudly: "Well said!

The Harpers are a group of self-righteous hypocrites.

Without their interference, those lands ruled by corrupt nobles would have been reborn under the rule of the great god of tyranny Bane.

Only centralization and strongman politics can truly keep a region peaceful and stable.

Only a strong army can protect civilians from being killed by monsters and foreign enemies.

As for what they need to pay, it's just obedience. "

There is no doubt that in the face of such accusations with meticulous thinking logic, sharp words, and a lot of factual evidence, Elminster was speechless, and he was even too lazy to refute the Tyrant of the Moon Sea who took the opportunity to promote the teachings of the god of tyranny Bane.

Because unlike the prosperous west coast empire ruled by Zuo Si, the level of rule of Fu Zouer Chambery is really far behind. He has not understood the true meaning behind "tyrant" and "tyranny" at all, and is still stuck in the past. In a state of doing whatever you want and doing whatever you want.

A true tyrant should make people respect and fear him, and even make countless people fanatically worship his abilities, achievements and personal charm.

But Fuzole Chamberry only managed to make everyone around him fear him.

As for respect...

Sorry, with his current resume and ability to govern, he is far from meeting the minimum standards.

After all, in the eyes of the people in the Moon Sea region, the Moon Sea tyrant had been suppressed by Manson for a long time and had to settle for the second position.

Although he made some achievements after he came to power, those who benefited were basically the privileged classes such as nobles, military officers, businessmen, and churches, and had nothing to do with the common people.

Coupled with the huge reference point of the rising overall living standards of the West Coast Empire, the people in the surrounding areas of the Moon Sea will be satisfied with the rule of Fuzor Chamberry.

"Okay, I understand what you want to express. Please rest assured that although there is deep hatred between elves and orcs, the Kingdom of Cormanthor will not have any hostility towards the country you established, and normal trade can be carried out ,comminicate."

After a long silence, Elminster finally made a promise on behalf of his teacher.

Because from the perspective of the elves and the elven gods, not only can the orcs led by Thrall not be regarded as enemies, but they should also be allies.

After all, no matter who it is, as long as they dare to cause trouble for the orcs led by Gruumsh, they will be very happy to help.

"Thank you, now I can finally feel relieved."

Thrall nodded politely, and then his eyes began to flash with a dazzling golden light. At the same time, the Doomhammer in his hand began to be surrounded by the power of the four elements of earth, fire, wind, and water.

The terrifying power even tore the sky apart and lowered a beam of light.

"Great... Great Chief! Are you leaving us?"

Old Shaman Monaro asked loudly with a trembling voice.

"That's right, old friend.

It's time to bring this mortal war to an end.

But don't worry, my departure is only temporary, and I will be back soon to continue leading you to accomplish your original goals.

During this period, please exercise your supreme authority on my behalf and take good care of my heirs. "

When he said these words, Thrall's voice was full of endless majesty. The power of faith condensed during this period was poured into it at an unimaginable speed and continuously transformed into divine power. The spark of divinity began to shine in his soul. shine in.

Even Elminster and Fuzor Chambery, two powerful elects, could not help but lower their heads to show respect to the new god.

Because they understand that with the ignition of the divine spark, the other party can basically be regarded as a complete god.

At least the god Io, the manager of the crystal wall system, gave it to him.

Otherwise, the divine spark will be extinguished the moment it is ignited.

The only question now is which priesthoods will be obtained.

There is no doubt that the shocking scene of Thrall becoming a god instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the city.

Whether they were local natives, players from the Fourth Natural Disaster, or those Gruumsh believers outside the city, they all subconsciously stopped all movements and raised their heads to gaze at the vision in the sky above them.

Soon, the local natives knelt on the ground and shouted in unison with enthusiasm and excitement.

"Great Thrall!

You are a darling of the elements!

He is the founder of a new way of shamanism!

He is the leader who leads the orcs out of ignorance and chaos and towards order and civilization!

He is the patron saint of all of us!

We praise you!

Adore you!

I am willing to offer your devout faith to the Lord!

May you become a star in the sky and always guide us in the right direction! "

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It has to be said that this scene of tens of thousands of mortals gathering together to pray is really spectacular, and the heartfelt vows also resonate with certain rules of the entire world.

In less than a few minutes, an inconspicuous-looking stone slab appeared above Sal's head.

The slate of destiny? !

Fuzor Chamberry and Elminster instantly recognized this key item that had been conspired to steal by the three gods of death, which directly led to the great event of the gods being knocked down from the mortal world in the Year of Turmoil.

No one knows what the tablet of destiny actually does.

But to be remembered by Baal, Melkor and Ben, and to attract the god of gods Io, it definitely cannot be as simple as an ordinary artifact.

There are even rumors among the gods that it contains the names and priesthoods of all the gods.

After getting it, you only need to make changes to this stone tablet to directly make a god fall, or to seize the priesthood you want from the other person, and become the supreme true god in the entire crystal wall system who can be on par with Io.

However, there is another theory that the Slate of Destiny is nothing more than an oath contract, representing the order and rules of exercise among the gods to prevent large-scale turbulence and chaos from affecting the mortal world.

Once the tablet of destiny is stolen or damaged, it means the advent of troubled times, and gods will kill each other and compete for the priesthood until it is restored again.

The death of many gods in the turbulent years is the best proof.

Of course, all of the above are just rumors.

The truth is probably unknown to anyone except Io, the god above gods.

And the Slate of Destiny only affects the gods of the crystal wall where the planet Toril is located.

Just when everyone was shocked and unbelievable by the appearance of the Slate of Destiny, the blank space of the slate suddenly began to flash with golden light, and then Thrall's name was engraved on it, followed by a symbol and several words.

The symbol is a soul and spirit pattern wrapped in the four elements, which is obviously the holy emblem designed by Thrall for himself.

The words are "Orc", "Shaman", "Home", "Responsibility", and "Guardian".

No need to ask, each of these words represents a priesthood.

Especially "Orc", which directly broke the absolute monopoly of Gruumsh on the belief of the orc race.

When the record was completed, the Slate of Destiny immediately turned into a stream of light and disappeared without a trace.

"Am I a god now?"

Thrall felt the surging divine power in his body, the countless knowledge related to the priesthood in his brain, and the connection of thousands of beliefs, and an incredible expression appeared on his face.

Perhaps it was because his mortal nature had not completely faded, or it could be the joy brought by the freedom of his soul after becoming a god...

In short, he subconsciously raised the hammer of destruction in his hand and injected his own divine power into it, instantly making the clouds roll and surge, creating a terrifying storm out of thin air.

The followers of Gruumsh outside the city didn't even react to what happened, and were immediately engulfed by the strong wind, hail, thunder and rain of fire falling from the sky.

With just one blow, hundreds of thousands of orc warriors were wiped out, and not even one survived by chance.

This is the terrifying crushing effect that gods can cause when they attack mortals directly.

But before Thrall had time to accept the cheers of the believers, a strong gravitational force fell from the sky and pulled him to another completely unknown space.

Although he tried to break free, he failed in the end and could only let gravity pull him in.

In the blink of an eye, the newly born orc god appeared in a huge palace.

Although it was his first time here, Thrall quickly realized that this space was probably the legendary "Polaris Tent" where the gods held meetings to discuss some important issues, also known as the "Pantheon" by mortals.

And at this moment, the chair under his butt was his exclusive seat.

"Welcome to join us, new god."

The god of justice Tyr, who was elected by the gods to preside over the work, stood up first and nodded to Thrall to show his friendship.

Immediately afterwards, the elven pantheon also applauded under the leadership of the main god Corellon, followed by the dwarf pantheon, the halfling pantheon, the dwarf pantheon, the gnome pantheon, the Mulhorand pantheon, the Unther pantheon, the goddess of wealth Waukin, the goddess of natural cycles Talona, ​​the goddess of magic Midnight, the god of knowledge Oghma, the god of tyranny Bane and other members of the anti-orc pantheon alliance led by Zuo Si, also joined in one after another.

In addition, the guardian god Heim and the newly resurrected ancient sun god Amaunator also expressed their welcome to the new god due to their similar camps and ideas.

In a short while, a huge momentum was formed.

This undoubtedly made the members of the orc pantheon feel great pressure.

Especially the main god Gruum, whose only one eye stared at Thrall, wishing to attack immediately and tear this guy who dared to be his enemy into pieces.

But unfortunately, this is an absolutely safe place, and no god can use their extraordinary power here.

So he must be patient and wait until the end of this meeting before taking action.

So after a short stay, Gruum directly chose to open a portal to return to his own country.

Seeing this, the other members of the orc pantheon also left after a brief hesitation.

This move undoubtedly made the gods attending the meeting realize that a war of gods was inevitable.

The war god Tempus, who likes to watch the excitement and not afraid of the chaos, said bluntly: "Young new god, I think you should know what will happen next, right?"

"Of course, I'm ready."

Thrall gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.

"Then how do you plan to deal with this crisis? You know, this is a civil war among the orcs, and it's not convenient for outsiders to intervene."

Tempus had an excited and expectant smile on his face.

"It's very simple, just beat Gruumsh until he bows his head and admits defeat and dares not to trouble me again."

Thrall clenched the weapon in his hand, and his eyes flashed with a firm and unyielding light.

Just when Tempus wanted to continue to ask for more details, the elven god Corellon suddenly interrupted: "Great Lord of War, if you are interested in this war, you might as well join the ranks of spectators like me. Because Thors once promised that he would let us see something shocking."

"Oh? Really? That's so interesting."

Tempus seemed to feel something, slowly stood up from the chair, and the power of war began to surge from head to toe.

Thrall bent down and bowed slightly to all the gods present: "Sorry, everyone, I'm afraid I have to leave you for a while."

"Go ahead, we are looking forward to your performance in this war. If you defeat or even kill Gruumsh, you will be the new main god of the Orcish pantheon and one of the powerful gods in the future."

"Kick Gruumsh's ass hard! We have long disliked this damn ugly one-eyed bastard."

"Come on! We support you!"

Many gods who have grudges against the Orcish pantheon have expressed their positions without any concealment.

Seeing that he has received so much support, Thrall immediately showed a confident smile, then opened the portal and turned away.

The next second...

He appeared directly in the country where the Orcish pantheon was located, grinning and roaring: "Gruumsh! Don't you want to kill me? Then come on!"

Boom! ! ! ! !

A blood-red pillar of divine power fell from the sky, and then the hideous and ugly figure of the Orcish main god was revealed.