"Welcome back, Your Majesty."

At the Imperial Council in the Palace of Calinport, the political center of the West Coast Empire, Prime Minister Shaud Tarovin took the lead in standing up and bowing to the emperor sitting on the throne.

Although he was to some extent second only to the emperor and was even considered to be able to exercise the highest decision-making power on behalf of the emperor himself, he always maintained a humble style without any inflated attitude.

The reason is very simple.

This wise man who had taken the initiative to surrender to King Sean VII and assisted him in successfully restoring his country knew very well that he was not the master of power, but merely an agent.

There is only one true owner of power, and that is the emperor of the empire sitting on the throne - Zuo Si.

He has the power and position he has today only with explicit authorization.

But these things are like castles in the air without any foundation. What can be given can naturally be taken back.

The underlying logic behind it is also very simple.

It is not that one becomes a prime minister only after having power, but that one gains power only after becoming a prime minister.

The most obvious example is that the reason why Shaud Tarovin was able to command those important officials of the empire was entirely because he exercised power within the framework set by the emperor.

But once he tries to step out of the framework, all the important officials will unite to oppose him and even sideline him.

Not to mention the imperial guards who only obeyed the orders of the emperor himself and could not be commanded even by the empress.

Finally, considering the terrifying personal strength represented by Zuo Si's series of titles such as Lord of Hell, Planeswalker, and Quasi-Divine Power, only those who are tired of living would think that they can fight against him with just a little worldly power.

"Nothing major happened while I was away, right?"

Zuo Si glanced at these ministers whom he had promoted personally with a smile on his face. From head to toe, they gave people a very easy-going feeling, without any of the majesty and momentum of an emperor.

Because only mortal monarchs would rely on majesty, reputation, etiquette and other things to consolidate their status and power, but he no longer needed them.

Xiaode Tarovin responded without hesitation: "According to the latest news from the intelligence network, about a month ago, a chief of the red robe wizards was assassinated. The atmosphere in Cyre has suddenly become tense, and a full-scale civil war may break out at any time."

"Oh? Is it that Sazastan can't help himself and starts to take action?"

Zuo Si's eyes lit up slightly and he showed an interested expression.

After all, this is one of the most important parts of the historical process of the continent of Faerun.

It means that the Red Wizards have transformed from the original parliamentary system to a dictatorship.

In addition, it also means that the influence of Bane, the god of tyranny, in the material world has been greatly enhanced.

“Sorry, we don’t know about this yet.

But what is certain is that after nominating a new successor, the other chiefs immediately returned to their own nests and began to form alliances in private.

At the same time, the governors of various provinces were secretly recruiting troops and accumulating strength.

Even the red-robed mages and their merchant groups and mercenaries operating within the empire have returned one after another."

Shaud Tarovin dumped out all the information he had.

Because he knew very well that the emperor he was loyal to had several unknown secret channels in addition to the empire's open intelligence network.

For example, there is the Zhentarim Society, the spy organization led by the demon elf assassin Fed and the elites of the original Shadow Thieves Guild, and the ubiquitous infiltration of the Arcane Mystics Society.

In addition, some businessmen in the West Coast Empire will also secretly undertake the function of collecting external information.

The most important thing is that Xiaode Tarovin knew that all the masters of the talismans had already been recruited by Zuo Si.

Therefore, Ragon, who was beside Sazastan at the moment, was fully capable of telling his master what happened inside the Red Robe Wizard.

"Besides that? Anything else interesting or noteworthy?"

Zuo Si tapped the armrest of the throne with his fingers and continued to ask.

"Then there is news from the Moon Sea. The orc tribe that has risen rapidly in the Rongma Grassland is expanding at a very fast speed. According to reports from merchants who have been there, the number of orcs that have gathered has reached more than 200,000."

As he said this, Shaud Tarovin raised his head and glanced cautiously at the emperor's reaction.

He obviously didn't know the plan against the orc gods, nor did he know that Thrall was just a pawn from the beginning to the end. All he knew was that this group of orcs was the only lucky one who had offended Zuo Si and was able to escape unscathed.

"Two hundred thousand? Are there so many orcs in Rongma Grassland?"

Zuo Si raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He originally thought that it would take at least a few years for Thrall to develop and pull some orcs out of barbarism and chaos, but now it seems that this process is much faster than expected.

After all, no matter what you do, the hardest part is always from zero to one.

Once the foundation is laid, all that remains is snowball-like expansion and development.

In addition, since every orc is a soldier, except for women and children, all other male members are qualified warriors.

A population of 200,000 can at least raise an army of 30,000 to 50,000.

This is already considered a very terrifying force in the continent of Faerun, where the scale of battles is relatively small.

As the overlord of the Moon Sea region, Zhentil Castle can only mobilize a professional army of about 5,000 to 8,000 people at a time.

Xiaode Tarovin explained with a serious expression: "There are indeed not so many orcs in the Rongma Grassland, but there are many small tribes with hundreds of people in the Land of Pain further north and on both sides of the Peravil River.

Likewise, the Galena Mountains have always been one of the areas where orcs are most active.

Therefore, as long as you have the strength, it is not difficult to gather 200,000 orcs in a short period of time.

The real difficulty is how to feed so many mouths and ensure that energetic and ambitious guys do not stand up to challenge the current chief.

In addition to orcs, the chief also recruited a large number of barbarians, nomads, goblins, ogres and other races.

Some even started calling him King or Khan.

You know, in the North, an orc chieftain with thousands or even tens of thousands of people can already be called a king."

"Interesting. So it must be very lively over there right now?"

Zuo Si raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he had already seen Fu Zuoer Chamberlain's anxious and furious look.

After all, the area around the Moon Sea has always been regarded as the "tyrant's" own backyard. Even after Bane's death, he did not succumb to Cyric's crazy suppression and coercion.

It is conceivable how uneasy it would be to discover that such a powerful force suddenly emerged in Rongma grassland.

And as a voter, this guy should be very clear about what Thrall's actions of clearing the orcs' faith in the gods mean.

"It's more than lively. It's simply a huge powder keg. It will explode immediately with just a little spark. It's hard to say whether Zhentil Castle can still maintain control over the area around the Moon Sea by then."

There was naked and undisguised gloating in Vera's tone.

As the controller of the empire's financial power, the biggest difference between her and Prime Minister Shaud Tarovin is that she is younger and more enterprising, and believes that the powerful West Coast Empire should not stop here.

Although Zuo Si made it clear again and again that he would not continue to expand his territory once he had taken the North.

But there are still some people who think that through a series of means, like supporting Cormyr and Sembia, they can establish vassal states that are politically and economically dependent on the empire, or even let the emperor himself "work hard" to have a few more princesses, and then send the offspring born to the throne.

By then, the empire will be able to bring the entire continent of Faerun under its control by relying on the connection established through blood ties.

But Vera obviously didn't know that the emperor's children were not easy to deal with.

At present, except for the Dark Prince Graya who is relatively obedient and sensible, the rest are more difficult to deal with than the other.

Especially after little Anne grew up from her childhood, not only did her personality become more and more unpredictable, but she also showed rebellious tendencies similar to those of ordinary teenagers.

If Vera's idea were really followed and all the countries and regions in the entire continent of Faerun were replaced by Zuo Si's descendants, there would only be one result - war.

These little creatures, who are born with quasi-divine powers, don't care about the life and death of mortals at all. Instead, they regard them as tools and consumables in their competition with other brothers and sisters.

Maybe in the end all the gods and even the god above all gods, Io, will intervene.

This is not what leftist thinking wants.

Seeing the ambition in the eyes of the woman who was the Minister of Finance and the next Prime Minister, Zuo Si smiled and warned: "Don't touch the Rongma Grassland, and don't try to control the area around the Moon Sea, because you are not qualified to participate in this game."

"Not qualified?!"

Vera suddenly grasped a key word.

After all, she is a genius with extremely high political sensitivity, and she can hear the implication behind this sentence, which is that "mortals are not qualified to participate."

Not only her, but also this group of important officials of the empire realized something in an instant. Some of them began to lower their heads in thought, while others exchanged glances with others.

But Zuo Si obviously did not intend to explain. Instead, he pretended to perform his duties as an emperor. He symbolically handled some decision-making affairs and then turned and left, leaving a group of important officials to discuss in private what exactly happened on the Rongma grassland meant and whether it would affect the recent hot trade activities in the region.

You have to know that during the process of Thrall's crazy expansion and development, whether it was steel and weapons and equipment, or daily necessities including food, basically all orders were placed directly to merchants in the West Coast Empire, and then they were directly airlifted by large airships.

As for why not buy locally...

On the one hand, with the support of the Empire's powerful magic industry, its products were cheaper and of better quality; on the other hand, the area surrounding the Moon Sea was controlled by Zhentil Castle, and when Fuzor Chamberlain realized the problem, he directly cut off land trade.

So this is why Vera, as the Chancellor of Finance, wants to intervene.

She didn't want to lose such a high-quality client who could also cause trouble for potential enemies.

Moreover, by integrating regional resources, Thrall now has a lot of funds that can be diverted.

Not only can the livestock, furs, dried meat, minerals, etc. that were originally produced in abundance in the Rongma grassland be used to pay off debts, but the captives who refused to surrender could also be packaged and sold to the slave traders in Sel, and then the necromancy magic services provided by the other party could be hired to transform a large number of dead bodies into low-level undead and send them to mines or engage in agricultural production.

This not only liberates a large number of young and middle-aged laborers and allows more of them to receive military training, but also continuously creates more wealth and achieves sustainable development.

Facts have proved that in the land of Faerun, which is full of magical power, any place can rise quickly as long as one is willing to abandon morality and kindness and pursue the ultimate interests.

In particular, the low-level necromancy that can turn corpses into "perpetual motion machines" allows the people of this world to skip the industrial revolution, electrical revolution, and information age and directly enter the "humanoid machine" age.

Because apart from their low IQ and inability to do overly complex tasks, skeletons and zombies are perfectly capable of all forms of physical labor, and can even fully replace large livestock that need to consume food to be fed.

Often, one only needs to spend a few hundred or even two thousand three gold coins to buy a mass-produced "control bracelet" newly developed by the West Coast Empire, which can easily control hundreds of low-level undead creatures with no intelligence to work around the clock.

This is much more useful than slaves, and does not require too much condemnation from public opinion or morality.

In some areas, uncorrupted corpses were worth more than living slaves.

After all, corpses awakened using necromancy can be used in countries that prohibit slavery, but slaves can only be bought and sold in countries that allow slavery.

In the extremely dangerous mining industry where collapse could occur at any time, there is no more cost-effective alternative than undead creatures, except for the goblins and werewolves that Zuo Si had created in his own wizard tower.

If they are maintained regularly in places with relatively abundant negative energy, some skeletons and zombies can even serve a family for hundreds or even thousands of years.

This is much better than feeding a group of slaves who need to eat, drink, defecate and urinate, and may even get sick.

If attacked by monsters, the undead creatures can be immediately pulled out and used as cannon fodder. There is no need to worry that they will run away or even betray out of fear like living soldiers. It is simply killing two birds with one stone.

Some unscrupulous mine owners would even pack up the slaves they bought and take them directly to the red-robed wizards, paying them to help transform them into undead and then bring them back to their own mines.

Due to this inhumane and extreme cost-cutting competition, there are now no living people in the mines in many areas of the continent of Faerun.

To be precise, all mining areas that use living people to mine have been ruthlessly defeated by mining areas that use undead or more advanced machinery and magical technology, and they are not competitive at all in terms of output or price.

Another very traditional and ancient industry that has also been revived is tomb robbing.

However, this time, the tomb robbers' targets are no longer limited to the tombs of nobles with a large number of valuable burial objects. Instead, they are more inclined to take the route of taking large quantities and stealing the intact corpses of ordinary people and selling them on the black market.

Often dozens of corpses would be dug up in one night, and occasionally fights would break out between tomb-robbing gangs over ownership of a particular cemetery.

It has truly achieved the goal of “becoming bigger, stronger and creating greater glory”.

Although the church of the god of death, Kelemvor, hates this behavior of disturbing the sleep of the dead, it has been organizing people to crack down on it.

However, in the face of huge interests, the results are minimal.

Some regional lords simply collected the "death tax".

No matter what the cause of death, if the family wants to bury the person, they must pay a sum of money, otherwise they must hand over the body to the lord.

The lord will be responsible for cooperating with local wizards or red robe wizards.

It can be said that this thing has formed a huge and complete industrial chain and interest group, which cannot be stopped by just a few gods and churches.

What's more, there are as many gods who support the large-scale use of the undead as there are gods who oppose it.

Ultimately, it is the mortals living in the material world who have the final say.

Judging from the current situation, unless there is a large-scale outbreak of low-level undead creatures going out of control and killing people, this group of people who have tasted the sweetness will never give up the benefits they have obtained.

Of course, these changes in concepts are exactly what Zuo Si hoped to see.

At this moment, he had just completed a long-awaited reunion with his nominal wife and the Empress of the Empire, and was lying on the bed with his upper body naked, reading the intelligence just delivered by the "Viper" maids.

"What are you looking at?"

Aisha, who was exhausted from the excitement and pleasure, tried hard not to fall asleep, struggled to turn over and asked.

"Nothing much, just some detailed intelligence about Cell and the Moon Sea region."

Zuo Si answered nonchalantly.

"Is there going to be another war?"

Aisha waved to her personal maid standing not far away, who hurriedly came forward with a silver pot that was chilled by magic and poured a glass of slightly alcoholic iced fruit drink for her mistress. She did not feel nervous or shy at all because of seeing the naked bodies of the emperor and queen.

As the person with the highest status in "Viper", serving the emperor and the empress is her main job. According to the ancient tradition of Kalinshan, she has to join in to help entertain when necessary.

Such "small scenes" are nothing new.

After drinking two cups in one breath, Aisha finally replenished the large amount of water she had just lost. She smoothed her hair that was wet with sweat during the passionate collision, put down the empty cup and said without looking back: "Did you know that Annie came back?"

"Annie? When?"

Upon hearing his daughter's name, Zuo Si immediately put down the information in his hand, his face full of surprise.

He simply couldn't believe that the little thing that had been hiding from him all day had the courage to secretly come back to visit his mother.

"Just a few hours before you came back. And... and there was a younger boy with her, and she called him brother."

Although Aisha's tone was obviously hesitant, she still chose to say it.

Because she knew that her husband had many lovers outside, it was normal for little Annie to have half-brothers and sisters.

In fact, according to the traditional ideas of Kalinshan, the number of Zuo Si's lovers and offspring can even be described as pitifully small.

After all, in this country where nobles and wealthy businessmen having wives and concubines in the double digits is considered just the beginning, and having wives and concubines in the triple digits is barely acceptable, a family without more than 20 or 30 male heirs is considered "sparsely populated" and may even become extinct in a single disaster.

Especially when choosing a family heir, most Karins believe that they can make up for the lack of quality with quantity.

Only by having more children can we select the smartest, most courageous and most talented ones from among them to lead the family forward.

Some would even deliberately instigate competition among their offspring, forcing them to kill each other to determine the strongest.

Therefore, Aisha had been mentally prepared for this situation, and she was not opposed to it in her heart, as can be seen from the close relationship between her and Yalusel.

The long-standing concept of a large family has accustomed her to the idea that "happiness is shared with others rather than enjoyed alone", and maintaining the stability of internal relationships is more important than anything else.

"Hahahaha! She actually dared to come back to visit you after snatching away her newborn brother right in front of me? Not bad! Not bad! She really is worthy of being my daughter. She is really very courageous.

It seems that she really feels that she has grown strong enough.”

Zuo Si immediately burst into laughter and clapped his hands while laughing.

The viper maid who was serving the mistress nearby was obviously frightened. She fell to her knees with a plop, shaking uncontrollably all over, with her forehead pressed against the ground, not daring to make any eye contact.

不用问也知道，她显然认为帝国皇帝这是气极反笑，是要发雷霆之怒的前兆。

就连阿依莎都不由自主的哆嗦了一下，小心翼翼注视着丈夫的眼睛，过了好一会儿才轻声试探：“你生气了？”

“我为什么要生气？

仅仅因为小安妮带走了她刚出生的弟弟？ 又或者成功从我手上逃走了？ 不，不，不，我还没有那么小气，而是真心的在夸奖她。

你要明白当一个孩子从小就生活在父母的阴影下，通常情况下都会产生下意识的畏惧和服从。

可小安妮显然并不是如此。

她并不真正的害怕我，并且相信我以前之所以能够教育并惩罚她，完全是因为我的力量比她更强。

只要她反过来变得比我强或在实力上接近，自然就无需再听从我的管教。

虽然这种叛逆很令人头疼，但却证明了她拥有强者的心理和思维方式。”

左思脸上挂着“老父亲”欣慰的笑容做出了解释。

身为一个自认为相当开明的家长，他从不要求子女服从与自己，甚至觉得叛逆一点也没什么不好，但前提是保证要遵守某些底线。

尤其是对女儿的完全放养，主要原因是经过两次心智方面的成长之后，已经不会再像婴儿时期仅仅以为好奇就随意把别人拧成麻花。

而且根据黑暗王子格雷亚的汇报，小安妮在型月世界除了大量制造货币引发了非常小的通货膨胀之外，也没有闹出什么太大的乱子。

“你是认真的？”

阿依莎瞪大眼睛有点不敢相信自己耳朵听到的事实。

左思微微点了下头：“是的，我很认真。不过考虑到小安妮最近稍微有点膨胀，甚至想要跟我掰掰手腕，还是有必要给她一个印象深刻的教训。别担心，在这方面我可是专家。”

“需要我配合吗？”

阿依莎立马露出跃跃欲试的表情。

“不需要，你就继续扮演慈母的角色就好。还有，最近如果没有事情不要离开皇宫。”

说完这句话，左思像是突然察觉到了什么，便猛然间站起身穿上衣服径直走到阳台上，眯起眼睛仰起头看着天空中似乎在轻微闪烁的太阳。

下一秒……

轰！！！！！！！ 一股无法用语言形容的剧烈爆炸让整个费伦大陆乃至托瑞尔星球都亲眼目睹了不可思议的壮观奇景。

只见天空中象征着晨曦之主洛山达的星辰突然像流星般划过，随后撞向太阳表面引发了壮观的日珥现象。

还没等所有人反应过来发生了什么事情，一个身影变从日珥中缓缓走了出来。

短短几秒钟的功夫，模糊的身影就逐渐变得清晰起来。

那是一名满头银发留着短浅银白胡须、身材略显消瘦、皮肤总泛着柔和的金色光芒的男人。

他一手握着散发刺眼光辉的权杖，一手抱着本巨大的金色法典，身穿宽大飘逸的紫黑长袍，上边缀着点点金色的星辰跟银色的月亮。

“吾之名阿曼纳塔！是远古的太阳之神、契约之神、法律之神。凡信我者、遵从我教义之人必将得到庇佑。”

话音未落！

这个身影便化作一道流光成为星辰，而位置则刚好取代了之前的晨曦之主。

毫无疑问，得到洛山达支持的昇阳异端教派在费伦各地折腾了两年之后，终于成功把这位远古的太阳神给从星界拉了回来，而代价就是晨曦之主本人被彻底吞噬。

“真不愧是大邪神洛山达，每次搞出来的动静都不小。难怪总有阴谋家声称他跟希瑞克都是善恶一体两面的疯子，脑子都有点不太正常。”

左思嘴角轻微抽搐着吐槽道。

毕竟靠做大死把自己玩没了的神可不多，晨曦之主就是其中之一。

这骚操作别说是凡人惊呆了，就连诸神眼下一个个都是满脸懵逼搞不清楚状况。

只有极少数跟阿曼纳塔认识并关系很好的神祇在第一时间送上了祝贺，其余的都在默默观望。

至于造成了这一切的昇阳异端们则像是疯了一样开始狂欢，并认为自己完成了神祇所赋予的使命。

殊不知，他们所信仰侍奉的神这会儿连人都没了。

当然，严格意义上来说，像这种神职、阵营和称号完美覆盖的替换，实际上对凡人并不会产生任何影响。

毕竟当初昇阳异端在宣扬的时候就宣称洛山达就是远古太阳神阿曼纳塔，所以在信仰上可以无缝衔接。

唯一的问题是，阿曼纳塔的阵营实际上是守序中立而非守序善良。

这也就意味着他的教义和行事风格并不像代表初升太阳的洛山达那样朝气蓬勃，同样也不喜欢年轻人不计后果的冲动。

不过这些都跟左思没有半点关系。

甚至可以说阿曼纳塔的归来对他而言是个不折不扣的好消息。

不仅少了一个麻烦的潜在敌人，而且还多了一个可以争取的盟友。

因为在官僚主义、契约、法律、秩序、统治权方面，双方观点基本都是一致的。

而且身为太阳神，他并不像洛山达一样憎恨不死生物。

可以预见，在接下里的很长一段时间里，诸神都会对远古太阳神的归来保持谨慎。

因为他们不确定这次洛山达突然整出来的“大活”是不是隐藏着什么巨大的危险。

要知道上次他搞出黎明之劫的时候可是死了不少神。

正当阿曼纳塔成功吸引了整个费伦大陆的注意力时，远在月之海北方的戎马草原上，一场多方博弈正在悄无声息的展开。

“大酋长，最新消息，我们的先遣队已经成功穿过方铅山脉进入到瓦萨了。”

一名兽人斥候从屋子外面走进来将一张写满小字的纸张双手奉上，眼神中充满了尊敬和崇拜。

“这么快？没有遭遇什么抵抗或麻烦吧？”

萨尔一边问一边接过纸张仔细查看，发现上边不仅有详细的报告，而且还有绘制的标记地图。

上边不仅有各个种族部落的分布情况，而且还有一些大地图上没有显示的区域地形地貌。

这无疑给给接下来征服这片土地作为大后方提供了重要的参考。

斥候咧开嘴笑着回答：“您就放心吧。

在这片土地上，没有哪个势力能挡得住我们的勇士。

更何况是早就在之前战争中被耗尽潜力几乎没有多少人口的瓦萨。

最多几个月之后，您就能在那边加冕为王建立有史以来第一个兽人国家。”

“别高兴的太早，这件事情没有你想象中那么简单。”

萨尔显然并没有手下那么乐观。

因为从小接受人类精英教育的他，可不是那些缺乏知识和见识的普通兽人，明白自己所做的一切面临着多么巨大的外部威胁。

无论是月之海的霸主散提尔堡，还是像竖琴手这种自诩正义善良的人士，都不会允许出现一个组织严密且可以传承下去的兽人国家。

最重要的是，到目前为止兽人诸神还没有对此做出任何反应。

那种有一柄锋利的剑始终悬在头顶却不落下来的感觉实在是糟糕透了。

“如果有谁胆敢挡在您前进的道路上，我会亲手用这柄您赐予的斧头砍下他的脑袋。”

斥候拔出腰带上挂着的+2利斧用力挥舞了一下向自家酋长表忠心。

因为在他看来，能征服那么多的部落并将其吸纳进来管理的井井有条，从来没有出现过暴乱或者饿死人的情况，简直就是天生的王者。

而且萨尔的战斗力也极其惊人，无论对手是巨龙、巨人，还是其他什么可怕凶残的怪物，每次都会身先士卒给予敌人毁灭性的打击。

要知道在可能会导致受伤死亡的战斗中喊“兄弟跟我上”和“兄弟们给我上”，对士气的影响是截然不同的。

当士兵们看到指挥官都不怕死，一个个自然也会变得勇敢起来冲上去拼命。

但如果指挥官只是站在后边下达命令，自己压根不往前挪一步，士兵们自然要考虑一下为他卖命值不值得。

很显然，萨尔就是典型的前者。

而这种充满人格魅力的领导者恰恰是最容易得到部下拥戴、尊敬和崇拜的。

他之所以能如此快完成对这么多兽人观念的转化，其实最重要的原因并不是那些手段或传播的思想，而是靠以身作则来让这些天然崇拜强者的兽人相信跟着酋长干以后有奔头。

如果换成是以前，萨尔肯定会对这种狂热的个人崇拜进行一定程度控制、降温。

因为他明白，个人崇拜虽然会带来巨大的威望和权力，可以进行大刀阔斧的改革，但对于一个种族的长远发展来说却是不利的。

可现在，他却非但没有泼冷水反而在暗中推波助澜。

The reason for doing this is simpler, it is to prepare for the consolidation of faith and deification.

After a period of understanding, Thrall has basically understood that in this world full of gods, if he wants to free a certain race from the influence of the original pantheon, the best way is to become a god himself.

As for the possibility of being beaten up by the orc gods after being deified, he was not that worried.

Because the orc gods have provoked too many enemies.

He believed that with Zuo Si's intelligence, he would never miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

So there are two things that I have to solve. One is to build a country, and the other is to consolidate faith.

This is the relatively simplest way for mortals to become gods, and the one that requires the least amount of relevant professional knowledge.

As long as one establishes a country and leaves one's own bloodline to rule it, and then protects it through several crises and difficulties to gain the people's heartfelt faith and worship, in principle one can shed one's mortal identity and gain divinity.

As long as he obtains divinity, he can use these orc believers to tear apart the orc priesthood of Gruumsh, so that he can no longer monopolize the faith of the orc race.

As we all know, the reason why civilization can continue to expand and squeeze the living space of barbarians is that civilization has stronger organizational production capabilities, so even a slave society can defeat those primitive tribes.

Sal has personal experience in this regard.

Because during the period when the old Horde collapsed and the new Horde was established, the orcs that poured into Azeroth were basically pinned to the ground and beaten by the Alliance, completely lacking the bravery and ferocity they had when they destroyed Stormwind.

This situation occurs, on the one hand, because the demon blood in the body fades away, but more so because it is the result of the collapse of the tissue structure.

When the new tribe was re-established and began to actively rescue its compatriots in the shelter, the orcs' fighting power was quickly restored.

Therefore, as long as this orc kingdom is established, it will be like the crushing advantage that human civilization has over the barbarian tribes, constantly eroding the latter and eventually driving the orc gods out of this world.

Just as Thrall watched the scout leave and stood alone in front of the map pondering his next plan, a golden figure suddenly fell from the sky.

The invisible pressure suddenly made him feel breathless.

When the golden light gradually dissipated, the tall and thin figure of an elf was revealed inside.

"You are... Corellon, the Lord God of the Elf?!"

Thrall's expression changed slightly, and he obviously recognized one of the most powerful gods in the continent of Faerun.

"Hello, orc from another world.

To be honest, I've been secretly observing you for a while.

I have to say that Soth's vision is indeed good.

Not only do you retain some of the orcish characteristics, but you also perfectly integrate human thoughts and cognition.

If things continue like this, maybe we can lead the orcs to find a completely different path."

Corellon gave a very high evaluation with a faint smile on his face.

Because even among his people, there are rarely geniuses like Thrall who possess extremely high personal charisma and outstanding political skills.

In particular, the kind of system construction that does not blindly copy and paste but adapts to local conditions is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

Hearing this, Thrall was obviously relieved. He smiled bitterly and asked, "You came all the way here just to praise and encourage me, didn't you?"

Corellon shook his head slightly: "No, I'm not that free.

In fact, I came here today to warn you.

Although Soth contacted many allies to interfere with the shielding of the orc gods' divine perception, they still discovered you, the alien, and your treasonous behavior.

Be careful, it may not be long before Gruumsh's Chosen come to you with their army.

A fierce battle is inevitable at that time.

And according to the rules of the game between the gods, many gods, including me, cannot intervene, so you can only rely on yourself to overcome the difficulties. "

"I'm exposed?"

Thrall's pupils suddenly dilated and his heart began to beat wildly.

Because he understood that the gods of this world were completely different from the powerful creatures in Azeroth who called themselves demigods of the wilderness. Even the weakest demigod possessed the power to destroy a planet and was definitely not something that mortals could easily defeat.

An unexpected event like Grom Hellscream killing the demigod Cenarius would never happen in the continent of Faerun.

"Yes, you and your tribe are exposed to the sight of the orc gods.

From what I know about Gruumsh, he would never tolerate such a provocation and would react at the fastest speed.

So you don't have much time left.

Finally, I hope you can get through this.

Otherwise, if it fails, Soth and I might consider another plan.

You know, he never mind using extreme measures when dealing with his enemies."

As the last word came out of his mouth, Corellon left a meaningful smile, and then the entire incarnation disappeared without a trace.

I'm afraid the outside world would never have thought that the god who hates orcs the most in the world would actually appear here out of nowhere and talk to an orc chief.

"Phew - well, it looks like the relaxing days are over, and what's coming is a violent storm."

Thrall let out a long breath, his eyes quickly became firm and sharp, he grabbed the warhammer on the table and raised it high above his head, feeling the powerful elemental power contained in it.

Since it has established a connection with the elemental plane, the power of this weapon has been upgraded. It is now a truly powerful artifact and also his most trusted comrade and partner.