After leaving the tavern, Elminster strolled along the city streets at the easternmost end of the military steppe, guarding the only link between the Galena Mountains and Vasa, feeling the atmosphere and environment of ice and fire.
The reason why it is said to be a world of ice and fire is, on the one hand, because the day and night repairs on the city walls and the fighting are intertwined with the prosperous commerce and all kinds of entertainment in the central area.
Although they are only separated by a distance of more than a hundred meters, they are 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 at all about being surrounded. Instead, they just do whatever they need to do.
Many guys who had just come off the front line and were covered in blood could even sit in pubs and restaurants directly after taking a shower, eating and drinking, and at the same time bragging to others around them how many followers of Gruumsh they had killed today.
, there is no trace of a fierce battle.
There are also orc shamans organizing propaganda activities in the city, causing more and more orcs to begin to worship Warchief Thrall as a god.
A kind of fanaticism that cannot be described in words is spreading at an extremely fast speed and quickly transforms into the power of faith.
Through the silver fire given by the goddess of magic, Elminster was even able to observe the divine light that was constantly flashing over the mansion where Thrall lived.
There is no doubt that this great chief is constantly losing his ordinary nature and moving steadily towards the direction of god.
And not only in Illingur City, a similar situation also occurred in the sky above Vasa, which was blocked by mountains.
You don't need to ask to know that the old, weak, women, children and troops of the orcs who were evacuated from the Rongma Grassland have been secretly sent to the land that is probably the most completely isolated land from the outside world in Faerûn.
As long as they win this battle for survival, they can build a country and civilization of their own, completely break away from the chaotic and evil influence of the orc gods and embark on a completely different path.
Elminster didn't know whether such an outcome would be 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 continue to become stronger through settlement, trade, and construction.
When an orc kingdom or empire that has developed in all aspects and has no shortcomings stands at the northernmost tip of the central continent, who can guarantee that it will not launch aggressive wars against other surrounding countries and regions to obtain more land, wealth and human resources?
?
Especially the neighboring country Damara, which had been severely beaten before, now has no power to resist at all.
These powerful orc armies who have experienced hundreds of battles do not need to cross mountains and ridges. They can easily attack cities and seize territory by directly following the Palauville River that runs through the two countries to the east and using the water network extending in all directions, and even open a route southward to the Sea of Fallen Stars.
If it gets mixed up with the Zhentarim and Zhentil Keep, a terrifying evil alliance will be formed.
It may not be able to pose any threat to a behemoth like the West Coast Empire for the time being, but there is definitely no problem in beating and annexing other small countries and city-states around it.
The most important thing is that they will have a patron saint of their own right away.
And the person standing behind this patron saint is Zuo Si, who has been making troubles, launching wars, and planning all kinds of conspiracies since he came to Faerûn.
At least from Elminster's perspective, Zuo Si is the biggest, most terrifying, and most troublesome source of trouble in the world.
But think on the bright side, when the orcs are no longer barbaric and become more and more civilized, it might not be a bad thing to join this competition between different races and cultures.
At least after establishing a country, they will no longer plunder and destroy unscrupulously. They 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 about it from a utilitarian point of view, living people are also a kind of wealth. If you sell them as slaves to Zhentil Castle, the red-robed mage Seer will immediately get a large sum of money.
Therefore, Elminster's mood is quite complicated regarding the rise of this orc.
He was happy that finally an orc dared to stand up against Gruumsh's chaotic and evil rule, but he was also worried that the other party would become a new threat as it grew stronger.
With such contradictory and complicated feelings, the great sage of Shadow Valley finally arrived at the door of the mansion.
Before the orc warrior guarding the entrance could come forward to ask, the originally closed door slowly opened, and a rather old-looking male orc shaman walked out.
You must know that as a race with an average lifespan of less than thirty years, it is usually difficult for orcs to live beyond forty years.
Because under the brainwashing of Gruumsh's social Darwinism, young and strong orcs are always secretly spying on the location of older orcs.
Once the latter reveals flaws or shows signs of weakness, they will immediately kill and replace them, even clergy priests.
Yes, you are not mistaken.
In fact, Gruumsh, like the Spider Goddess Rose, constantly encourages his followers to fight among themselves and kill each other, believing that in this way the strongest can be selected to lead the tribe to remain strong forever.
As everyone knows, in a developed and mature society, the elderly often play the role of inheritors of knowledge and experience, teaching young people what they have accumulated throughout their lives.
Therefore, this directly leads to the fact that any technology and knowledge that requires a little experience and 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 the Valley of Shadows, the first chosen one of the goddess of magic, Lord Elminster."
The old orc shaman took the lead and bowed with one hand on his chest, his attitude completely lacking the disdain and hostility of ordinary orcs towards other races.
"Who are you……"
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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
Let me come, the chief has been waiting for you for a long time."
"He knew I was coming?"
Elminster was obviously stunned for a moment.
"Yes. He has already sensed your existence from the moment you entered the Rongma Grassland. 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 this 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 self-reform and evolve.
This is something that even most human countries cannot do.
You 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 was Ser able to remain relatively intact and never split apart 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 diametrically opposed to this is that of other city-states and countries on the continent of Faerûn, which 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 makes 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—Fozor Chamberry.
"Haha, why can't I be here? Don't forget, the Rongma Grassland and the Moon Sea are bordering each other." The Tyrant of the Moon Sea asked with a sneer.
moment!
Elminster seemed to understand the intention of the other party's appearance here. His tense nerves quickly relaxed and he said sarcastically with disdain: "It's not easy. It turns out that you are also scared sometimes."
"Afraid? No, I am just expressing my respect to Mr. 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 Chambery defended 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 Sere are the biggest buyers.
After all, whether they are strong barbarians who are born warriors, or monsters like 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 the other chiefs, both sides were recruiting soldiers, digging graves, and using all the living and dead bodies in order to increase their own strength.
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scene.
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 lacks 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 Serge.
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 and there is no adulteration at all.
Compared to the cloudy Cyre, 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 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 disputes over ideas.
.I am a pragmatic person, so let’s stop talking about those 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 come out of the mouth of a preparation god at all.
But Sal obviously didn't care about the two people's looks at the aliens, and continued to talk to himself: "Fuzoul Chamberry, I know you are worried that the small friction before 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 so much.
I swear that once this war is over, I will immediately let the caravan set off to restore land trade links with the Rongma Grassland.
Not only that!
I will 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 be ruined.
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?”
"On behalf of Queen Silinci of Cormanthor, I came here to check the situation here and confirm what kind of person you are. But now, I think I have the answer."
Elminster expressed his intention with a smile.
Especially when you see the calm, rational, and wise eyes of the candidate god in front of you, you can basically determine that the opponent's camp after becoming a god will definitely lean towards order.
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. At the same time, they will be busy competing for believers within the orc race for a long time, and will not have any extra energy to launch an expansion war.
Create unnecessary enemies for yourself.
"So...I passed?"
Sal pursed his lips and revealed a smile.
Elminster also smiled and replied: "I don't think I am qualified to evaluate a candidate god.
To be honest, I had heard a lot of rumors about you before I came here.
But only after you see it with your own eyes can you understand why everyone is saying that you are special, not like an orc in the traditional sense at all.
If you use transformation magic to look like a human noble, no one will be suspicious at all.
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 Faerûn."
Hearing these words, Sal couldn't help showing a mocking expression, and responded meaningfully: "Haha, I can guarantee the first half of this sentence, but not the second half.
Because whether it is a race or a country, if it wants to survive and develop, it must obtain resources.
When existing land and resources begin to be in short supply, conflicts of interest with other forces will inevitably break out.
When these conflicts accumulate to a certain extent, war will definitely break out.
Thinking about the Crown War of the Elves, and then looking at the history of the rise of mankind, it is easy to see that war is inevitable.
In this regard, I very much agree with Soth's philosophy.
He once said more than once that war and civilization are like two sides of the same coin, both interdependent and mutually reinforcing.
All wars start because of contradictions and end when the contradictions themselves or the people who caused them disappear.
Actions like yours and the Harper Alliance, which rely on assassinating the leader of the party that started the war to prevent it, cannot solve the root cause of the problem at all.
It simply covers up the contradiction temporarily, and then makes it become more and more irreconcilable until it breaks out again in a more intense form.
In the end, it may even turn into unrelenting 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 Arcane Brotherhood’s conspiracies?
How many times did it receive applause, cheers and gratitude from civilians?
But what’s the result?
Has the problem been solved?
The answer is obviously no.
You have not solved any problem at all, you have only temporarily frustrated the plans of the Mathematical Olympiad brothers.
It won't be long before the opponent recovers from the failure and launches a new round of attacks.
That's why South said that a society where the people place all their hopes on heroes is sad.
And he used practical actions to demonstrate how the problem could be solved once and for all without the outbreak of war, that is, to completely eradicate the Arcane Brotherhood and the pirate groups controlled by them.
By the same token, if you truly feel that Zhentil Keep and Zhentarim are a huge threat, then gather your forces to destroy them completely.
Use the quickest, fastest and most efficient method to catch all the members, including their families, descendants, and vested interest groups.
Only in this way can we avoid falling into this endless mutual tug-of-war and consumption.
Because it's 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 you should give up all your ridiculous ideas and disband the Harpers Alliance as soon as possible.
Don't go around being an annoying jerk all day under the guise of justice.
After all, pure idealists can't accomplish anything.
This is why I emphasized the word pragmatism from the very beginning.”
As the last word blurted out, before Elminster, who looked shocked, could react, Fuzoll Chambery, who was standing next to him, took the lead in applauding and praised loudly: "Well said!
The Harpers are a bunch of self-righteous hypocrites.
Without their intervention, the lands ruled by decadent nobles would have been reborn under the rule of Bane, the great god of tyranny.
Only centralization and strongman politics can truly maintain peace and stability in a region.
Only a strong military can protect civilians from monsters and foreign enemies.
As for what they need to pay, it's just obedience."
There is no doubt that in the face of this kind of accusation with rigorous thinking and sharp words, and able to present a large amount of factual evidence, Elminster was completely speechless and did not even bother to refute the doctrine of Bane, the god of tyranny.
Tyrant of the Moon Sea.
Because unlike the prosperous West Coast Empire ruled by Zuo Si, the level of Fuzuoer Chambery's rule 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 fact that the overall living standard of the West Coast Empire is constantly improving, which is a huge reference point, the people in the surrounding areas of the Moon Sea will be satisfied with the rule of Fuzor Chambery.
"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 being silent for a long time, Elminster finally made a promise on behalf of his teacher.
Because from the perspective of the elves and the elven gods, the orcs led by Thrall not only cannot be regarded as enemies, but 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.
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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 me.
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 it was the local indigenous people, the players of the Fourth Natural Disaster, or the believers of Gruumsh outside the city, they all subconsciously stopped all actions and raised their heads to stare 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!"
…
It has to be said that this scene of tens of thousands of mortals gathering together to pray is really spectacular, and the vows made from the heart 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 year of turmoil when the gods were knocked down from the mortal world.
No one knows what the tablet of destiny actually does.
But to be noticed 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 party, and become the supreme true god in the entire crystal wall system who can stand on an equal footing with Io.
However, there is another theory that believes 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 turmoil and chaos from affecting the mortal world.
Once the tablet of destiny is stolen or damaged, it means the advent of troubled times, and the 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, these are just rumors.
I'm afraid no one knows the truth except Io, the God of Gods.
Moreover, the Tablet of Destiny only affects the god 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 on the slate suddenly began to glow with golden light, and then Thrall's name was engraved on it, followed by another symbol and number.
words.
The symbol is a soul wrapped in four elements, an essence pattern, which is obviously the holy emblem Thrall designed for himself.
The words are "orc", "shaman", "home", "responsibility" and "guard".
You don't need to ask to know that each of these words represents a priesthood.
Especially the "orcs" directly broke Gruumsh's absolute monopoly on the belief in the orc race.
When the recording was completed, the tablet 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, as well as the countless knowledge related to the priesthood in his brain, as well as the connections of thousands of beliefs, and an incredible expression appeared on his face.
Maybe it's the relationship between mortal nature that hasn't completely faded away, or maybe it's the joy that comes from finally gaining freedom after becoming a god...
In short, he subconsciously raised the Doomhammer in his hand, injected his own divine power into it, and instantly caused the clouds to roll and surge, creating a terrifying storm out of thin air.
Before the Gruumsh believers outside the city even realized what was happening, they were immediately engulfed by strong winds, 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 a single one was lucky enough to survive.
This is the terrifying crushing effect that a god can cause by directly attacking a mortal.
But before Thrall had time to accept the cheers of the believers, a powerful gravitational force fell from the sky, pulling him to another completely unknown space.
Although he tried to break free, he failed in the end and could only let gravity forcefully 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 coming here, Thrall quickly realized that this space was probably the legendary "Pole Star Camp" where the gods met to discuss important issues, and was also called the "Pantheon" by mortals.
At this moment, the chair under your butt is your own exclusive seat.
"Welcome to join, New God."
Tyr, the god of justice, who was elected by the gods to preside over the work, stood up first and nodded to Thrall as a sign of friendship.
Followed by the elven pantheon, led by the main god Corellon, they applauded, followed by the dwarf pantheon, the halfling pantheon, the dwarf pantheon, the Mulhorand pantheon, the Unther pantheon, and the goddess of wealth Wojin.
, Talona, the goddess of natural cycles, Midnight, the goddess of magic, Ogma, the god of knowledge, Bane, the god of tyranny, and other members of the anti-orc pantheon alliance formed under the leadership of Zuo Si, have also joined in.
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The new god expressed his welcome.
Suddenly, there was a huge momentum.
This undoubtedly puts great pressure on the members of the orc pantheon.
Especially the main god Gruumsh, whose only one eye is staring at Thrall, wishing he could immediately launch an attack to tear this guy who dared to be his enemy into pieces.
But unfortunately, this is an absolutely safe place, and no gods can use their extraordinary power here.
So he had to be patient and wait until the meeting was over before taking action.
So after a short stay, Gruumsh directly chose to open a portal to return to his own country.
Upon seeing this, the other members of the orc pantheon also left after a brief hesitation.
This move undoubtedly made the gods present at the meeting realize that a divine war was inevitable.
Tempus, the god of war who was not afraid of troubles when watching the excitement, said bluntly: "Young new god, I think you should know what will happen next, right?"
"Of course, I'm ready."
Sal replied in the affirmative without thinking.
"Then how do you plan to deal with this crisis? You must know that this is a civil war in the orc pantheon, and it is not convenient for outsiders to intervene."
Tempus had a smile of excitement and anticipation on his face.
"It's very simple. Just beat Gruumsh until he bows his head and admits defeat and doesn't dare to trouble me again."
Thrall clenched the weapon in his hand, his eyes shining with determination and uncompromising light.
Just when Tempus wanted to continue asking for more details, the Elf Lord Corellon suddenly interrupted: "Great Lord of War, if you are interested in this war, you may wish to join the spectators like me.
.Because Soth once promised that he would let us see something shocking."
"Oh? Really? That would be so interesting."
Tempus seemed to feel something, and slowly stood up from the chair, the divine power of war began to surge from head to toe.
Thrall bent down and bowed slightly to all the gods present: "I'm sorry, everyone, I'm afraid I have to excuse myself for a while."
"Go, we are looking forward to your performance in this war. If you defeat or even kill Gruumsh, then from now on you will be the new main god of the orc pantheon and one of the powerful gods in the future."
"Kick Gruumsh's ass! We've long been disgusted by this damn one-eyed creature."
"Come on! We support you!"
Many gods who have enmity with the orc pantheon have expressed their positions unabashedly.
Seeing that he had received so much support, Thrall immediately showed a confident smile, then opened the portal and turned around to leave.
The next second...
He appeared directly in the country where the orc god system is located, grinned and roared: "Gruush! Don't you want to kill me? Then come!"
boom!!!!!
A blood-red pillar of divine power fell from the sky, and then the ferocious and ugly figure of the orc god was revealed.