The eyes of the gods were also focused here, watching with great interest this good show that had not been seen in the kingdom since the conquest of Prince of Lies Xirik.

Of course, most of them came here to laugh at the orc pantheon.

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

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

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

It's not that they became obedient, but that they were all killed without leaving a single one alive, regardless of gender, age or status.

The cruel facts have proved more than once that there are only two ways to resolve conflicts and contradictions between cultures, religions, nationalities and even races in a certain land.

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

This requires that the civilization itself has strong qualities and at the same time has an overwhelming advantage over other surrounding civilizations.

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

After all, if the problem cannot be solved, getting rid of the person who created the problem may also be an effective method.

Especially for unproductive plunderers like orcs, there is no need to feel any psychological or moral burden when killing them.

Many areas even offer bounties year round in an effort to reduce their numbers.

Anyone who brought back an orc's head or nose would receive a bounty.

Since mortal believers hate orcs so much, it is natural that the gods they believe in will not have any good feelings towards these guys.

The Unther and Mulhorand pantheons, which suffered heavy losses in the Battle of the Orcgate, are now ready to take advantage of the situation.

After all, the orc god Gruumsh had made them very surprised. Several gods were defeated and killed in that war of gods, and the Unther pantheon was even unable to recover from it.

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

As someone once described in modern times, there has never been an isolated war in Europe, and one small move will always affect the entire body.

By the same token, in Faerun, a place filled with all kinds of gods, there would be no fight between gods that would not involve other gods.

That is why Zuo Si always brought a large number of allies together to form an unstoppable torrent before taking action, regardless of whether they would be useful or not. This was to deal with possible complex situations, just like European countries would launch a series of diplomatic activities and sign various treaties to form alliances before going to war.

It's a pity that Gruumsh, who tends to be chaotic evil as a whole, is not a qualified opponent and has no long-term vision or grand strategy. He was suppressed from the very beginning and couldn't even find a few decent allies.

As time went on, anyone who was not a fool could see that Thrall's position was becoming more and more stable, and his divine characteristics were becoming more and more obvious.

What's even more terrible is that among his followers, priests who can perform divine magic began to emerge.

This is undoubtedly a very obvious signal.

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

The Orc pantheon had no way to deal with him.

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

It is said that Gruumsh's roar of impotent rage can sometimes be heard above the battlefield, but his avatar never descends.

Because he knew very well that in the current situation, sending down an incarnation would be purely a humiliation for himself, and he would definitely be beaten up by Zuo Si and his allies, and he might even become the second Xirik.

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

When it comes to assault, Gruumsh is a true master.

The reason why so many gods were killed in the Battle of Orc Gate was because they were unable to withstand that powerful and full-strength attack.

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

No matter what sinister and vicious plans Zuo Si has, the problem can be completely solved by killing the source of the threat.

As the mother of the orcs who had always been with Gruumsh, Rusek clearly understood her man's thoughts. While her members were away, she whispered a reminder: "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 ideas now? If not, just shut up!"

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

Because he had no concept of "wife" at all, but regarded the orc mother as a servant to serve him and an object for venting his desires.

This is very clearly reflected both in the doctrines and in the daily activities of orc society.

However, it was unclear whether it was the believers who influenced the gods, or whether Rusek herself was the embodiment of the orcish female spirit. She had obviously accepted her status to some extent, and instead of getting angry, she tried to persuade him, "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 before he can really threaten you.

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

I don't understand why you would go to such lengths to put yourself on the spot."

"snort!

Do you think crises only come 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 and 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 nothing more than an iteration and elimination within the Orc pantheon.

But for me it was a life-and-death battle.

I can't back down, and I can't lose."

As he spoke these words, Gruumsh exuded the aura and majesty of a powerful god, as well as tyranny emanating from his bones.

"And what if you fail?"

Russai continued to ask calmly.

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

Given Soth's character, he would never easily let go of any enemy who had tried to kill him.

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

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

"Then what about me and Bagchu? Where should we go?"

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

Because she understood that once Gruumsh was defeated, she and her son would become the "remnants" that were the target 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 surely rush to express their awe and submission to the new main god by eradicating the remnants.

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

Gruumsh was clearly enraged, and he grabbed the Orc Mother by the neck and lifted her up into the air.

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

After a violent coughing fit caused by suffocation, Russico hurriedly tried to comfort her irritable husband.

But unfortunately, she failed.

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

He suddenly lifted up the orc mother and slammed her to the ground violently.

Bang! A loud noise and violent vibration suddenly spread out from this primitive-looking temple, causing the petitioners guarding the door to show expressions of shock and disbelief.

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

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

This was a giant who was many times larger than the other orcs, with huge muscles, dirty brown skin and dark green eyes.

The fangs protruding from both sides of his mouth were pale, as if they had been gnawed bones. He was wearing heavy inlaid leather armor and a pair of tattered iron gloves.

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

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

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

Gruumsh undoubtedly felt offended.

You know, on weekdays, Bagchu always obeys him and is even regarded as a symbol of stupidity, loyalty and the likelihood of never betraying.

It was also because of this that he tolerated his son being closer to Rusike than himself.

But now, this idiot stood on his mother's side without hesitation in the conflict.

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

Rusike obviously realized the seriousness of the problem and hurriedly tried to stop his son from taking any further actions.

Fortunately, it's too late.

Bagchu was known for his stubborn mind. When he saw that Gewush had no intention of letting his mother go, he immediately swung his fist and hit his father hard in the face.

"Ahhh!!!!! How dare you?"

Gruumsh, who was attacked suddenly without any warning, immediately let out a roar of shock and anger, and 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! Bang! Suddenly, the entire hall of the pantheon was filled with the dull sound of fists colliding.

Although Bagchu is far inferior to his father in terms of divine power, he has an incredible talent, which is supernatural strength and power.

Even the self-important God of War Inav was never willing to fight the God of Bravery in a one-on-one duel, and the other members of the pantheon were afraid of him from the bottom of their hearts.

So in this bare-knuckle fight, instead of being at a disadvantage, he forced Geumsh to retreat step by step.

"Stop! Stop now! What are you doing?"

Rusike was obviously frightened by this sudden conflict between father and son.

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

fortunately!

Bagchu always obeyed his mother's orders and quickly retreated to a safe distance.

But Geumsh, who was almost driven to lose his mind by anger, obviously did not intend to end it like this. He directly grabbed the spear on the weapon rack, and his only eye turned red.

"No! Go! Get out of here!"

Rusike was acutely aware of her husband's boiling murderous intent, so she grabbed her son's hand and fled as fast as she could.

As soon as the mother and son left, a terrifying divine force shot out from the front end 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, with thunder and meteorites falling.

All the petitioners felt the Lord God's overwhelming wrath and kneel on the ground in fear, praying devoutly.

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

The god of war Yinafu, who had been hiding in the dark and planning all this, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a creepy and sinister smile.

Needless to say, it was he who deliberately arranged the meeting between Rusek and Gruumsh, and used some true and false news to cause panic in the former, which led to a physical conflict between the two.

Then he lured in the brainless Bag Pestle, and finally succeeded in creating a huge rift within the Orc pantheon.

It has to be said that Inav is worthy of being the servant god that Geumsh fears and is most wary of, and he is also worthy of the "strategy" in his position.

With just a few tricks, Geumsh was turned into a "lonely man" without realizing it.

Although the other members still obeyed him on the surface.

But without the assistance of Rusuke and Bagchu, and in the current environment where we are constantly pressured by powerful foreign enemies, there is no need to say what will happen next.

“Good job!”

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

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 that Gruumsh, who is almost mad, still has the energy to sense whether there are invaders in his own country? Besides, it is not so easy to find me."

The Dark Prince Graya slowly walked out of the shadows and looked at the chaotic and messy scene in the distance with interest.

As a quasi-divine power representing darkness and nothingness, he inherently possesses extremely strong concealment. Unless he is specifically targeted, it is basically impossible to catch him.

Coupled with the planeswalker's ability to escape freely, 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 Night, Shar, and that Shar was an ally of Gruumsh.

So Graya's identity and position are actually very subtle.

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

"I?

join in?

Haha, you think too highly of Gruumsh.

His father had already prepared a net of traps, and no matter how he struggled or who he made allies with, he could not prevent the impending final outcome.

He didn't need my help, and he didn't ask for anything from me."

There was naked and undisguised contempt in Graya's tone.

Because in his opinion, making a powerful racial god so disgusting that Gruumsh was hated by everyone was a complete failure.

Look at the elven pantheon, and then look at the dwarf, gnome, and halfling pantheons; each of them has friends and allies everywhere.

But what about the Orc pantheon?

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

Even the spider goddess Lolth, who is also a chaotic evil, doesn't think highly of Gruumsh in her heart, and only sees him as a powerful pawn to deal with Corellon.

As for orcs, these dirty and ugly beasts are only fit to be slaves of the dark elves at best.

"So what are you doing here?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Yinafu'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 Gretel to prepare the battlefield a little in advance.

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

Oh, right.

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

Otherwise, there is a high probability of being accidentally injured."

As the last word came out of his mouth, the Dark Prince threw out the bag full of beads.

In a flash!

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

"This is?!!!"

As a god, Inav apparently realized the nature of the glittering dust, and his expression immediately became serious and solemn.

Graya picked up one of them and said meaningfully, "It's an interesting creation, isn't it?

But once these seeds are activated, they will immediately turn into a monster that devours everything.

By then, the souls of countless petitioners in this country will become nourishment for the growth of my lovely sister.

And this was not even counted in my father's combat power.

Now do you know how powerful he is?"

"Damn it! Are all of Soth's descendants monsters like you?"

Inav's voice was full of envy and jealousy.

You know, even the offspring of gods and mortals cannot be guaranteed to eventually grow up to be demigods.

But Zuo Si was different. Every one of his descendants was truly divine.

The dark prince before he had killed and devoured the incarnation of Prince of Lies Xirik when he was just born.

If Inafu had such ability, he would definitely find a bunch of mortal women to imitate the God of Slaughter Baal and give birth to him without saying a word.

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

No one knew that the reason why Zuo Si's descendants were in this situation was largely due to the power of the dark void.

If Graya and little Annie were just unintentional results, then the twins were consciously guided from the beginning.

Facts proved that Zuo Si's inference was correct.

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

Just when the Dark Prince was about to say something, he suddenly felt a strange resonance in the spark in his chest.

The next second...

He saw a familiar figure suddenly appear out of nowhere. It was his good sister, Annie.

Due to her body shape and appearance, she has aged a lot. She did not wear her iconic skirt today. Instead, she changed into a neutral white suit. The weapon in her hand also became a cane, and she looked like Kaito Kid.

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

boom!!!!!!

A deafening roar instantly tore through the sky, producing billions of flashing dust particles that looked incredibly spectacular and magnificent, making everyone feel as if they were in a dreamy fairy tale.

But Inav was obviously not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery. Instead, he shouted like a madman: "Damn little lunatic! Run! Run! Such a big noise will definitely attract Gruumsh!"

Before he finished speaking!

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

But Graya did not run away. Instead, he looked up at Little Annie in the sky and asked in a tone of great surprise: "Dear sister, isn't it a bit too much for you to help our dear brother cheat? You know, even I only scattered a few hundred beads."

"Hehe! This is called relying on one's own ability. Who told you not to bring more?"

Little Annie raised her chin slightly and smiled proudly.

"So according to you, I can 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, his body emitting boiling blood-red divine power. He grinned and said, "Hehehehe! Great! That's great! I never thought that just when I was worried about not having a way to counter Thors, you two brats would come to me on your own accord."

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

After all, when it comes to bullying the weak, the Orc God’s record is brilliant, and all those who don’t believe in evil have fallen.

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

"Hahahaha! Sis, I think we finally agree on something, don't we?"

Graya laughed wildly and unbridled on the spot, slowly drawing out his sword that was burning with black flames, and also did not take the Orc God seriously.

"So... we're taking a truce today?"

Little Annie winked playfully.

The Dark Prince nodded without hesitation: "That's right, let's take a truce today and join forces to test the strength of this ugly thing."

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

Gruumsh raised the weapon in his hand high and wrapped powerful divine power around it, creating a terrifying aura.

"How can we know if we don't try? Besides, we are not as weak as you think."

As the last word came out of his mouth, 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 clearly no pushover, and had incomparably rich experience in fighting gods. He blocked the attack with his backhand at the last moment, and then released all the divine power injected into the spear in one go.

Boom!!! Although the Dark Prince immediately jumped into the shadows to avoid it, his movement was still half-beat, and half of his body became tattered under the bombardment of divine power, even revealing the white bones inside.

But after just a few seconds, a large amount of ink-like liquid gushed out from the other half of the body to cover and reorganize the damaged half, and finally it was completely restored 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 too weak in the face of truly powerful divine powers.

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

"My stupid brother, you look really miserable right now."

Little Annie, who finally got the chance, immediately acted like the "big sister" and started to criticize the Dark Prince.

Graya's mouth twitched as he retorted, "This is not a difference in power level. You can't blame me. It would be the same if it were you."

"Ha! Who said that?"

Little Annie instantly appeared in front of the Orc God and directly released the mysterious rune that had successfully plotted against her father Zuo Si before.

"A silly little trick!"

Gruumsh obviously knew nothing about magic and did not realize the danger of this thing, so he tried to pierce the girl with his spear.

To be precise, there is not a single priesthood related to magic in the entire Orc pantheon, which is why mages are basically not seen among the Orc race.

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

But as the spear got closer and closer to little Annie, Geumsh suddenly found that his speed seemed to be getting slower and slower, while the opponent's speed seemed to be fast-forwarded.

In the end, when the two collided, a phenomenon similar to the reversal of cause and effect occurred.

He was supposed to stab the other person, but instead he was hit hard in the face by a divine-like magic.

Bang! With an extremely crisp sound, Gruumsh, who had suffered an unprecedented blow, flew backwards, hitting the ground with his head, creating a hole and plowing a gully more than ten meters long on the ground before stopping.

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

You don't need to ask to know that little Annie definitely did this on purpose.

She knew very well that she couldn't seriously injure a powerful divine being, so she came up with such an insulting way of attacking.

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

"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 rage and murderous intent, with shock, astonishment and disbelief on his face.

After all, if the last successful plot against Zuo Si could be considered luck, then this time's insult to the Orc God was a 100% manifestation of his strength.

This magic of reversing cause and effect is so powerful that he cannot find any flaws so far.

“In the world we visited together before, it was obtained from an ancient family called Macremis.

They possess a treasure called the [Backlight Sword].

I learned, absorbed and transformed it into something uniquely my own.

how?

Isn't it amazing? This is a magical power that even my father couldn't master."

Little Annie had no intention of hiding anything and openly told the source of her special rune magic.

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

This is also the reason 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.

"The Sword of Reverse Light? I never thought that in a world where mystery and magic are constantly fading, there is actually such a good thing hidden..."

There was a hint of envy in Graya's eyes.

I can’t help but be envious!

That's the power to distort and reverse cause and effect! It can even make a powerful opponent who is much stronger than you be defeated! With this kind of power, even if you encounter an enemy you can't defeat, you can retreat calmly.

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

With all his face gone, Geumsh leaped high up, turned the artifact spear in his hand into a red lightning and threw it out with force.

The terrifying power caused the entire country to tremble violently.

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

Little Annie was obviously very smart. She 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 down, instantly shattering and evaporating all the surrounding matter, turning it into an energy wave that spread in all directions, leaving nothing surviving 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 caused by the tearing of a huge divine power, and Gruumsh who was furious but had no other way to vent.

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

It’s such a fucking bully!

What on earth do this family want to do? Are they treating the Kingdom of God as a public toilet, where they can come and go as they please?

Moreover, Zuo Si, the mastermind behind the incident, has not yet come to his end. Just his son and his daughter are enough to make him restless.

But at the same time, Gruumsh finally realized the true horror of the Planeswalkers.

If there is no way to limit the mysterious cross-dimensional and cross-time and space teleportation ability, then everything will be in vain.

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

When he thought of several divine-like planeswalkers coming here every now and then to cause trouble, Geumsh had an urge to self-destruct.

Of course, Zuo Si had no idea yet about the fact that his son and daughter had run to the enemy's territory and caused a scene.

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

After all, he himself is a planeswalker, and he knows all about the planeswalkers' abilities that are as unsolvable as bugs.

Unless an ability or item is developed that can limit the effect of the spark, it is basically impossible to kill a planeswalker who is determined to escape.

At this moment, Zuo Si was secretly observing a tavern in the city of Ilinwuer through the vision of the Fourth Disaster.

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

One of them was Dumbledore and the other was Elminster.

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

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

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

"I see. It turns out that during the time that Soth disappeared, he went to your world and became a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for a while."

After Elminster finished a pack of cigarettes, he finally pieced together Zuo Si's growth experience.

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 has brought many positive changes to the world, but he has also brought a lot of problems."

Elminster smiled bitterly and sighed, obviously he had not yet come out of the shadow of his previous failure.

He knew very well that he was no longer qualified to continue competing with Zuo Si, who had become a demon god, but he was unwilling to disband the Harpists Alliance and hide in Shadow Valley, ignoring worldly affairs.

"I don't think there's any need to get too hung up on this.

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

What we should do is take the initiative to make way instead of becoming a stumbling block.

Otherwise, the whole world would remain unchanged forever, with no progress or development, and the whole society would remain stagnant. How boring that would be.”

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

Elminster put away his pipe and sighed, "Perhaps 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 my best to let go in the future."

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

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

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

As Elminster stood up to leave, he suddenly stopped and asked.

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

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

All we know is that he now controls an unimaginably large army, and controls much of 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 Chieftain Thrall?

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

"Oh? What's the difference?"

Elminster suddenly became interested.

Because he had seen too many orcs in his long life, even some aliens who did not believe in the orc gods, but none of them had ever given him a unique feeling.

"It's hard to describe this in words. You should go and see it for yourself. Also, I have to leave first. The orcs outside the city are about to launch an attack, and I have to deal with the orc gods' chosen people."

After saying that, Dumbledore stood up from his chair and took off the loose robe jacket he was wearing, revealing the black tight vest and shorts underneath.

Especially those exaggerated muscles that looked like they were cast in copper or 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 her.

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

You should know that 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 chose the wrong target this time.

Dumbledore doesn't like women at all. Instead, he looks at those sturdy and strong orc men with a strange look in his eyes...