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 knelt 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 him 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.

由于体型和外表年龄长大了不少的关系，后者今天没有穿那套标志性的裙子，而是换上了一套中性的白色西装，手里的神器也变成了一根拐杖，俨然一副怪盗基德的打扮。

正当格雷亚和依那伏一脸懵逼的时候，女孩直接从自己制造的魔法空间中掏出一个巨大的球形天体往头顶一扔。

轰！！！！！！

震耳欲聋的巨响瞬间撕裂天空，然后产生数以亿万计的闪光尘埃，看上去异常的壮观华丽，让所有人仿佛置身于梦幻的童话故事中。

不过依那伏显然没心思欣赏这幅美景，而是像疯了一样大喊道：“该死的小疯子！跑！快跑！这么大的动静肯定会引来格乌什！”

话音未落！

他自己就先一步启动神力传送消失得无影无踪。

不过格雷亚却并没有跑，而是抬起头望着天空中的小安妮，用无比惊讶的语气问：“亲爱的姐姐，你这帮我们亲爱的弟弟作弊未免也有点太过了吧？要知道即便是我，也才撒了几百颗珠子而已。”

“哼哼！这叫做各凭本事，谁让你不多带点来着。”

小安妮微微扬起下巴露出得意的笑容。

“那么照你的意思，我可以继续加码咯？”

格雷亚挑起眉毛显然对姐姐这种做事情不考虑后果的行为感到十分不满。

正当这对姐弟要开始理论一番的时候，格乌什终于从天而降，身体周围散发着沸腾的血红色神力，咧开嘴发出一阵狞笑：“嘿嘿嘿嘿！好！简直太好了！真想不到我正愁没什么办法来反制索斯，你们两个小崽子就自己送上门来。”

如果是其他类神力或半神乃至弱等神力的神明，看到费伦大陆历史上大名鼎鼎的第一位“弑神者”冲自己而来，八成会吓得逃之夭夭。

毕竟在虐菜方面，兽人主神的战绩不可谓不辉煌，凡是不信邪的都已经倒下了。

但天不怕地不怕的小安妮显然并不吃这一套，一脸嫌弃的撇了撇嘴，缓缓从嘴里吐出两个字：“真丑！”

“噗哈哈哈哈！姐姐，我想我们终于在某件事情上达成了共识，不是吗？”

格雷亚当场发出肆无忌惮的狂笑，缓缓拔出自己那柄燃烧着黑色火焰的佩剑，同样也没有把兽人主神放在眼中。

“所以……今天我们休战？”

小安妮俏皮的眨了下眼睛。

黑暗王子不加思索的点了点头：“没错，今天我们休战，一起联手试试这个丑东西的实力究竟如何。”

“狂妄！你们以为就凭自己那点可怜的力量能够与我对抗？”

格乌什高高举起手中的武器，将强大的神力包裹在上边形成骇人的威势。

“不试试怎么知道呢。更何况我们可没有你想象中那么弱。”

伴随着最后一个字脱口而出，格雷亚率先发动攻击化作一团根本无法用肉眼捕捉到的黑暗，将整个战场笼罩了起来。

转瞬之间！

他就突然出现在兽人主神的背后，以迅雷不及掩耳的速度插向后心。

但格乌什显然并不是吃素的，神战的经验更是丰富无比，愣是在最后一刹那反手挡住了这一击，随后把长矛上注入的神力一股脑释放出去。

轰！！！ 尽管黑暗王子马上跳入阴影之中躲避，但动作还是满了半拍，小半个身体在神力的轰击下变得残破不堪，甚至露出了里边的森森白骨。

可仅仅过了几秒钟，就从另外一半身体中涌出大量宛如墨汁一样的液体将破损的另外一半覆盖、重组，最后彻底恢复如初。

但凡不是瞎子都能分辨出两者之间实力的巨大差距。

虽然格雷亚已经有了战胜半神乃至弱等神力的资本，可在真正的强大神力面前还是太弱了一点。

毕竟他才刚出生没多久，旅法师火花的等级也远没有提升到上限。

“我愚蠢的弟弟，你现在的样子还真是狼狈呢。”

终于逮到机会的小安妮立刻摆出一副我是“大姐大”的模样开始数落黑暗王子。

格雷亚嘴角抽搐着反驳道：“这不是力量等级的差距，不能怪我，换了你也是一样的。”

“哈！谁说的？”

小安妮瞬间闪现到兽人主神的面前，直接释放出之前成功暗算过自己父亲左思的神秘符文。

“无聊的小把戏！”

格乌什显然对魔法一窍不通，并没有意识到这玩意的危险性，反手就想用长矛贯穿女孩。

确切地说，整个兽人神系就没有一个跟魔法相关的神职，这也是为何兽人种族基本看不见法师的原因。

就算偶尔有一两个奥术施法者，基本也都是觉醒天赋的术士。

但当长矛距离小安妮越来越近的时候，格乌什突然发现自己的速度好像变得越来越慢，而对方的速度却像是按下了快进一样。

最终，当两者在碰撞到一起的刹那出现了类似于因果逆转的现象。

原本应该是他刺中对方变成了自己被一个类神力魔法狠狠抽在脸上。

啪！ 伴随着无比清脆的响声，吃了一记史无前例大逼斗的格乌什整个人向后飞了出去，直接头部着地砸出一个坑并向后在地面上犁出一道十几米长的沟壑才停下来。

尽管这一击的伤害不高，但侮辱性却拉满了。

不用问也知道，小安妮这绝对是故意的。

她很清楚自己没办法重伤一名强大神力，所以就想出了这么一个侮辱人的攻击方式。

等做完这一切之后，女孩才叉着腰盯着自己的弟弟问：“怎么样？你办不到的事情我轻而易举就办到了。什么狗屁兽人主神，不过是一个既丑陋又愚蠢的傻大个而已。”

“好吧，这次算你赢了。但是我很好奇，你究竟是怎么做到的？”

格雷亚看着已经彻底失去理智、只剩下滔天怒火和汹涌杀意的格乌什，满脸都是震惊、错愕跟难以置信。

毕竟如果说上一次成功暗算左思还能勉强算是侥幸，那这一次侮辱兽人主神就是百分之百实力的体现。

这种逆转因果的魔法实在是太强大了，至少到目前为止他找不出什么破绽。

“在我们之前一起去过的那个世界，从一个叫做【马克雷密斯】的古老家族中获得的。

他们持有一种叫做【逆光剑】的宝具。

我通过学习、吸收和改造将其变成了自己独有的东西。

如何？

厉害吧？ 这可是连父亲都没能掌握的魔法力量呢。”

小安妮没有半点想要隐瞒的意思，大大方方说出了自己这种特殊符文魔法的来源。

因为她已经从根源中获取到了那个世界的控制权，相当于拥有管理员账号的GM，可以随心所欲把自己不喜欢的人踢出去。

这也是小安妮为何不再畏惧左思的底气。

只要躲在型月世界里，任何人都不能拿她怎么样。

“逆光剑？想不到那个神秘与魔力正在不断衰落的世界竟然还隐藏着这种好东西……”

格雷亚的目光中透露出一丝羡慕。

没办法不羡慕！

那可是扭曲、逆转因果的力量！ 甚至能让实力远超自己的强大对手吃瘪！ 有了这种力量，就算遇到打不过的敌人也能从容撤退。

“啊啊啊啊啊！！！！混蛋！你们彻底把我惹毛了！去死吧！索斯的小兔崽子！我要揪下你们的脑袋！”

颜面尽失的格乌什纵身一跃高高跳起，将手中的神器长矛化作一道赤红色的闪电用力投了出去。

那骇人的威势令整个国度都在剧烈颤抖。

“哎呀呀，这个丑八怪发火了呢。抱歉，我得先走了一步了。”

小安妮显然非常聪明，压根不打算跟兽人主神硬碰硬，撂下这句话后便启动旅法师火花消失在原地。

她前脚刚走。后脚红色闪电就霹下来，瞬间将周围所有的物质全部粉碎蒸发，变成一道能量波向四周传递，所过之处没有任何东西能幸存下来。

不过当能量波靠近黑暗王子的时候，他也启动旅法师火花传送走了，只留下一大神力撕扯造成的深坑废墟，以及暴跳如雷但又没有其他发泄渠道的格乌什。

此时此刻，这位曾经凶名赫赫的邪神简直都快要疯了，内心之中更是有一万句脏话想要骂出口。

太他妈的欺负人了！

这一家子究竟是想要干什么？ 拿神明国度当公共厕所，想来就来、想走就走吗？

而且作为幕后黑手的左思还没有下场呢，光是一个儿子和一个女儿就搅得自己不得安宁。

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...