After leaving the tavern, Elminster strolled through the streets of the city at the easternmost end of the Rongma grassland, which controls the only passage 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 that, on the one hand, the day and night repairs and fighting on the city walls are intertwined with the prosperous business and various entertainments in the central area.
Although they are only a hundred meters apart, 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 what they should do.
Many guys who had just come down from the front lines and were covered in blood could even sit in taverns and restaurants to eat and drink after taking a bath, while bragging to others around them about how many followers of Gruumsh they had killed that day. It was completely impossible to tell that they had been through a fierce battle.
Some orc shamans also organized propaganda activities in the city, causing more and more orcs to begin to worship Warchief Thrall as a god.
A fanatical emotion that cannot be described in words is spreading at an extremely fast speed and quickly transforming into the power of faith.
Through the silver fire bestowed by the goddess of magic, Elminster could even observe the divine light constantly flickering above the mansion where Thrall lived.
There is no doubt that this great chief is constantly shedding his mortal nature and moving steadily towards becoming a god.
And a similar situation occurred not only in the city of Ilinwuer, but also in the sky above Vasa, which was blocked by high mountains.
It goes without saying that the orcs, the elderly, the weak, the women, the children, and the army who withdrew from the Rongma Grassland have been secretly sent to the land that may be the most completely isolated from the outside world geographically in the continent of Faerun.
As long as they win this battle for survival, they can build a country and civilization of their own, completely break away from the influence of the chaos and evil of the orc gods and embark on a completely different path.
Elminster 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 make themselves 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 end of the central continent, who can guarantee that it will not launch an invasion war against other surrounding countries and regions to obtain more land, wealth and human resources? Especially the neighboring country Damara, which had been severely beaten before, now has no power to resist at all.
These powerful and battle-hardened orc armies did not need to cross mountains or hills. They could simply follow the Pailauvir River that ran through the two countries to the east and with the help of the extensive water network, they could easily capture cities and even open up a route to the Falling Star Sea to the south.
If it's mixed up with the Zhentarim and Zhentil Keep, it would form a horrific evil alliance.
Perhaps for the time being it cannot pose any threat to a behemoth like the West Coast Empire, but there will definitely be no problem in beating and annexing other small countries and city-states around it.
The most important thing is that they will soon have a patron saint of their own.
Standing behind this patron saint is Zuo Si, who has been constantly stirring up trouble, launching wars, and planning all kinds of conspiracies and schemes since arriving in the continent of Faerun.
At least from Elminster's perspective, Zuo Si is the biggest, most terrifying and most troublesome source of trouble in the world.
But on the bright side, when the orcs are no longer barbaric but become more and more civilized, it may not be a bad thing for them to join the competition among different races and cultures.
At least after establishing a country, they will no longer plunder and destroy wantonly. 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 from a utilitarian point of view, living people are also a kind of wealth. If they are sold as slaves to Zhentil Keep or the Red Mages of Cyre, you can get a lot of money immediately.
So Elminster had quite complicated feelings about the rise of this group of orcs.
He was delighted that finally some orcs dared to stand up against the chaotic and evil rule of Gruumsh, but he was also worried that the other side would become a new threat after growing 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 step forward to ask, the originally closed door slowly opened, and a male orc shaman who looked quite old walked out.
You have to 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 old.
Because of the brainwashing of Gruumsh's social Darwinism, the young and strong orcs are always secretly spying on the location of the older orcs.
If the latter shows a flaw or signs of weakness, they will immediately kill him and replace him, even a priest of the clergy is no exception.
Yes, you read that right.
In fact, Gruumsh, like the spider goddess Lolth, constantly encourages his followers to fight and kill each other, believing that this will select the strongest to lead the tribe and keep it strong forever.
Little do people know that in a developed and mature society, the elderly often play the role of inheritors of knowledge and experience, and will teach the young people what they have accumulated throughout their lives.
Therefore, this directly leads to the fact that any technology and knowledge that requires a certain amount of experience accumulation cannot be passed down well among the orcs.
Even if a few people learn it, they may die tragically in the next power change, eventually leading to the loss of the technology.
"Welcome, the Great Sage of Shadow Valley, the First Chosen of the Goddess of Magic, Lord Elminster."
The old orc shaman took the lead and saluted with one hand on his chest. His attitude did not have the contempt and hostility towards other races that ordinary orcs had.
"Who are you......"
Elminster obviously sensed the strong elemental power emanating from the other party and was somewhat unsure of his identity.
The old orc smiled and replied, "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 am currently serving as an advisor to the Warchief Thrall. Please follow me. The Warchief has been waiting for you for a long time."
"Did he know I was coming?"
Elminster was visibly stunned.
"Yes. He has sensed your presence since the moment you entered the Rongma Grassland. You will understand this when you see him in person."
After saying this, Monaro smiled and turned around to lead the way.
Seeing this, the orc warriors guarding around lowered their heads and bowed to the old orc.
From this point alone, it is not difficult to see the prestige and high status he holds within this new regime.
Elminster obviously noticed this, but did not continue to ask questions. Instead, he followed him into the huge mansion that was converted from the town hall.
Along the way, he saw many boys and girls around ten years old sitting in an open space 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, how to collect taxes, and how to help the ignorant lower-class civilians master farming, grazing, fishing, and various simple handicrafts.
There is no doubt that this kind of emphasis on knowledge and inheritance is something that can never be seen in other orc tribes.
Most importantly, Elminster felt Thrall's grand vision and ambition.
The other party is not simply trying to build a primitive feudal or slave state and belief base, but is building a national system with the ability to transform and evolve itself.
This is something that even most human countries cannot do.
You have to know that the biggest difference between having a national system and not having a national system lies in sustainability and stability.
Why was Kalinshan in such a mess, but instantly restored to its former glory the moment Shane VII returned?
Why did Halrua survive the devastating disaster at the end of Netheril and establish the most powerful wizard kingdom in Faerun? Why did Cyre remain relatively intact and never split up despite the fierce internal fighting among the red wizards? Why did Waterdeep rise again to become the most powerful force in the North after so many turmoils? The reason is that they have a complete operating system, a mature talent selection mechanism and a bureaucratic system.
A typical example in stark contrast is other city-states and countries on the continent of Faerun, which suddenly rise with the emergence of a strong man and suddenly decline with the death of the strong man.
Since the ruling structure is just a huge makeshift team and power is built around individuals or a very small number of families, once problems arise at the core or the fragile balance of power is broken, internal power struggles and even wars will immediately break out.
Therefore, just based on the fact that he established a national operating system, Elminster looked up to Thrall.
With great anticipation, he walked through several complex and winding paths, corridors and stairs, and finally came to a reception room on the third floor.
But as soon as he stepped over the threshold, Elminster quickly locked onto an old acquaintance.
The other party obviously noticed him as well.
"Why are you here?"
Elminster instantly showed strong vigilance.
Because that person was none other than the current leader of the Zhentarim and Zhentil Keep - Fuzor Chamberlain.
"Haha, why can't I be here? Don't forget, Rongma Grassland and the Moon Sea are adjacent to each other." The Moon Sea Tyrant asked with a sneer.
moment!
Elminster seemed to understand the other party's intention of appearing here. His originally tense nerves quickly relaxed, and he said sarcastically with a look of disdain: "It's not easy. It turns out that you are afraid sometimes."
"Afraid? No, I am just expressing my respect to Lord Saar and proposing some future cooperation intentions. After all, as neighbors, it is normal for us to exchange what we have and engage in trade, isn't it?"
Fuzzol Chamberlain made a convincing argument.
After all, with his personality, it would be impossible for him to admit that he was really a little scared.
Especially the war between gods that may break out at any time.
Regardless of the outcome, if the other party deliberately chooses to fight near Zhentil Castle, the entire city may be razed to the ground in an instant by the terrifying power of the gods.
Similar things have happened too many times on the continent of Faerun, with more than thirty times having detailed historical records.
Therefore, Fuzor Chamberlain must first find out what Sal is thinking. If possible, it would be best to stabilize the other party or even establish an alliance.
"Humph! Trade? I take it it's the slave trade?"
Elminster curled his lips in disdain.
As the founder of the Harper Alliance, he knew only too well how many captives were captured and how they were dealt with during Thrall's unification of the Rongma Steppe.
Although there was no bloody and cruel massacre, more than one-third were sold as slaves.
Among them, the red-robed wizards of Zhentil Keep and Cyre are the biggest buyers.
After all, whether it is a strong barbarian who is born a warrior, or a monster like orcs, gnolls, ogres, bear goblins, and earth elves who can form good combat effectiveness with a little training, they can all be quickly transformed into soldiers in his army.
Moreover, slaves did not need to be paid any salary, they just needed to be fed and given weapons and equipment. Even if they died in battle, they could be resurrected as undead and continue to serve their masters.
In this regard, both Zhentil Keep and the Red Robe Mages are absolute experts.
Especially after Sazastan fell out with other chiefs and a civil war broke out, both sides were desperately recruiting soldiers and digging graves in order to increase their own military strength, making use of both the living and the dead.
In some wars, there was even a strange sight of grandchildren, sons, fathers, grandfathers, great-grandfathers, great-great-grandfathers and other generations of the family, young and old, appearing on the battlefield together.
What a joke it is.
Elminster had been fighting against these evil guys all his life, and he obviously knew very well what kind of person this Moon Sea Tyrant was.
Fuzzol Chamberlain responded plausibly: "What's wrong with buying and selling slaves? I am saving their lives.
Otherwise, do you think these prisoners of war can survive when they are determined not to obey the leadership of Lord Saar and the entire Rongma grassland is short of food supplies? Don't be silly, they will slowly die of hunger and fatigue.
What's more, there are many areas in the continent of Faerun where slavery is practiced.
Even if I don't buy it, someone else will.
Especially the red-robed wizards of Cyre.
I'm sure you've heard the rumors.
Sazastan finally couldn't bear it anymore and started to take action against those chiefs who opposed him, and a war of unprecedented scale was about to break out.
How long do you think these slaves would survive this terrible civil war if they were sold to Cyre?"
It has to be said that, unlike other brainless villains, Fuzzol Chamberlain is the typical person who has maxed out his eloquence and ability to talk big.
In just a few words, he had silenced his old rival.
Because everything he said was true, without any falsehood.
Compared to the gloomy Cyre, the areas around the Moon Sea have indeed achieved a rare peace under the tyrannical rule of Zhentil Keep, and the treatment of slaves has also improved to a certain extent.
Just as Elminster opened his mouth to say something, Thrall finally stepped out and interrupted, "You two, I don't care about the grudges between you, nor am I interested in your so-called ideological disputes. I am a pragmatic person, so let's not talk about those empty and boring topics anymore, let's get straight to the point."
pragmatic?
Elminster and Fuzol Chamberlain looked at each other, grasping the key words instantly.
This sentence may not be strange coming from the mouth of a businessman, but it is really incongruous when it comes from the mouth of an orc leader who is about to be deified.
After all, in the continent of Faerun, almost nothing can be circumvented by the influence of the gods. That is why, with the overall level of productivity in the late Middle Ages, countless strange organizations that can only be found in modern society have developed, as well as extremely high moral standards that are completely inconsistent with 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 times here when faith and spirit are more important than material.
People are willing to sacrifice their property and even their lives for their inner beliefs. They are also willing to give up everything they have and embark on an unknown journey full of dangers and hardships in pursuit of spiritual satisfaction.
So the word "pragmatic" should never come out of the mouth of a preparation god.
But Sar obviously didn't care about the looks the other people gave him, and continued to speak: "Fuzoel Chamberlain, I know you are worried that the previous friction will affect our previous relationship, or even lead to a war.
But I can assure you here that the orc kingdom I established will not launch any expansionist wars for at least a hundred years.
Therefore, you can rest assured and boldly invite merchants from all the city-states in the Moon Sea to do business with us.
We will ensure the safety of their lives and property.
In addition, I can give you some tax benefits.”
“Thank you so much.
I swear that once this war is over, I will immediately send a caravan to restore land trade links with the Rongma grassland.
Not only that!
I will also have them bring you food, seeds, and other necessities that you most urgently need.”
Fu Zuoer Chamberlain was obviously relieved, and he put one hand on his chest and bowed slightly.
This result is already quite good for him.
After all, if all military forces are used to defend against this suddenly rising neighbor, all other expansion plans will be ruined.
Thrall nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to the famous Great Sage of Shadow Valley and asked directly: "Could you please tell me who you are representing this time?
The Goddess of Magic and Her Church?
Or the Harper Alliance? Or the recently restored elven kingdom, Cormanthor?"
"I came here on behalf of Queen Sirinsi of Cormanthor to check the situation here and confirm what kind of person you are. But now, I think I have the answer."
Elminster stated his purpose with a smile.
Especially when seeing the calm, rational and wise eyes of the candidate god in front of him, he can basically be sure that his camp will inevitably tend towards order after being deified.
And it should not be lawful evil, but lawful neutral.
Under the influence of such a god, this new group of orcs will inevitably turn from barbarism to civilization. At the same time, they will be busy fighting for believers within the orc race for a long time and will not have the extra energy to launch expansion wars and create unnecessary enemies for themselves.
"So... I passed?"
Sal pursed his lips into a smile.
Elminster also smiled and replied, “I don't think I'm 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 seeing it with your own eyes can you understand why everyone says you are special and not like a traditional orc at all.
If I use transformation magic to transform myself into a human noble, no one will suspect anything.
Finally, I hope that under your leadership, these orcs can get rid of their past barbarism, ignorance and cruelty, and live in harmony with other intelligent races in Faerun. "
Hearing this, Sal couldn't help but reveal a hint of mockery, and responded meaningfully: "Haha, I can guarantee the first half of this sentence, but not the second half.
When the existing land and resources begin to become scarce, conflicts of interest with other forces are bound to break out.
When such contradictions and conflicts accumulate to a certain extent, war will definitely break out.
Think about the Crown War of the Elves and then look at the history of the rise of mankind, it is easy to see that war is inevitable.
I totally agree with Soth's philosophy in this regard.
He has said more than once that war and civilization are like two sides of a coin, interdependent and mutually reinforcing.
All wars begin with conflict and end when the conflict itself or the people who caused it disappear.
Actions like yours and the Harpers' Alliance's, which rely on assassinating the leaders of the side that started the war, cannot solve the problem at its root.
It simply covers up the contradiction temporarily and then makes it increasingly irreconcilable until it erupts again in a more intense form.
In the end, it may even develop into an endless hatred.
A typical example is the decades-long struggle between Neverwinter and Luskan in the North.
How many times have you, the self-proclaimed righteous party and those so-called heroes, crushed the conspiracies of the Arcane Brotherhood?
How many times have we received applause, cheers and gratitude from the common people?
But what is the result?
Did you solve the problem?
The answer is obviously no.
You didn't solve any problem at all, you just temporarily frustrated the plans of the Olympiad brothers.
It won’t be long before the opponent recovers from the defeat and launches a new round of attacks.
That's why Soth said that a society where people put all their hopes on heroes is a sad society.
Moreover, he demonstrated with practical actions how to solve the problem once and for all and prevent war from breaking out, that is, to completely eradicate the Arcane Brotherhood and the pirate groups controlled by them.
By the same token, if you truly believe that Zhentil Keep and Zhentarim are a huge threat, then gather your forces and destroy them once and for all.
Use the quickest, fastest and most efficient method to catch all members in one fell swoop, and also wipe out their families, descendants and vested interest groups.
Only in this way can we avoid falling into this endless tug-of-war and consumption.
Because it is a necessary evil!
It is the only way to avoid war and allow more civilians to live a stable life.
If you don't even have this realization, then you'd better abandon all ridiculous ideas and disband the Harpists right here.
Don't be a annoying troublemaker all day long under the guise of justice.
After all, pure idealists can't accomplish anything.
This is why I emphasized the word "pragmatic" from the beginning. "
As the last word came out, before the shocked Elminster could react, Fuzol Chamberlain standing next to him took the lead in clapping and praising loudly, "Well said!
The Harpers are a bunch of self-righteous hypocrites.
Without their interference, those lands ruled by corrupt nobles would have been reborn under the rule of the great god of tyranny, Bane.
Only centralization and strongman politics can truly maintain peace and stability in a region.
Only a strong army can protect civilians from being killed by monsters and foreign enemies.
All they need to do is obey.”
There is no doubt that in the face of such accusations with careful logic, sharp words and a lot of factual evidence, Elminster was speechless. He was even too lazy to refute the Tyrant of the Moon Sea who took the opportunity to spread the teachings of Bane, the God of Tyranny.
Because unlike the prosperous West Coast Empire ruled by Zuo Si, Fuzzol Chamberlain's ruling level was far inferior. He did not understand the true meaning behind "tyrant" and "tyranny" at all, and still remained in the state of the past where he could do whatever he wanted and act recklessly.
A true tyrant should be respected and feared by others, and even make countless people fanatically worship his abilities, achievements and personal charm.
But all Fuzzol Chamberlain did was make everyone around him fear him.
As for respect...
I'm sorry, but his current resume and governing ability are far from meeting the minimum standards.
After all, in the eyes of the people in the Moon Sea region, this Moon Sea Tyrant was suppressed by Mansong for a long time and had to be relegated to the second position.
Although he made some achievements after he came to power, the people who benefited were basically privileged classes such as nobles, officers, businessmen, and the church, and had nothing to do with the common people at all.
Coupled with the huge reference of the West Coast Empire's ever-improving overall living standards, it would be strange if the people in the surrounding areas of the Moon Sea were satisfied with Fuzol Chamberlain's rule.
"Okay, I understand what you mean. Please rest assured that although there is a deep hatred between the elves and the orcs, the Kingdom of Cormanthor will not have any hostility towards the country you founded, and normal trade and exchanges are possible."
After a long silence, Elminster finally made a promise on behalf of his teacher.
Because from the perspective of the elves and the elven gods, the orcs led by Thrall are not enemies, but rather allies.
After all, no matter who it is, as long as they dare to cause trouble for the orc pantheon led by Gruumsh, they will be very happy to help.
"Thank you. Now I can finally rest assured."
Thrall nodded politely, and then a dazzling golden light began to flash in his eyes. At the same time, the power of the four elements of earth, fire, wind, and water began to surround the Doomhammer in his hand.
The terrifying power even tore the sky apart and sent down a column of light.
"Great...Great Chief! Are you going to leave us?"
The old shaman Monaro asked loudly in 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 achieve your original goals.
During this period, please exercise the highest authority on my behalf and take good care of my children."
As he spoke these words, Thrall's voice was filled with endless majesty. The power of faith that had been condensed during this period of time was poured into him at an unimaginable speed and continuously transformed into divine power. The spark of divinity began to shine in his soul.
Even Elminster and Fuzor Chamberlain, two powerful elects, couldn't help but bow their heads to show respect to the new god.
Because they understand that with the spark of divinity ignited, the other party can basically be considered a complete god.
At least it was given by Io, the God above Gods who is the manager of the Crystal Wall System.
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's deification instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the city.
Be it the local natives, the players of the Fourth Scourge, or the followers of Gruumsh outside the city, they all subconsciously stopped all actions and raised their heads to gaze at the strange phenomenon in the sky above their heads.
Soon, the local natives knelt on the ground and shouted in unison with fanatical excitement.
"Great Sal!
You are the darling of the elements! You are the founder of a new shamanic way! You are the leader who leads the orcs out of ignorance and chaos and towards order and civilization! You are also the patron saint of all of us!
We praise you! We worship you! We are willing to offer our sincere faith to you! May you become the stars in the sky and always guide us in the right direction! "
…
It has to be said that the scene of tens of thousands of mortals gathering together to pray was truly spectacular, and the oaths from the heart also resonated with certain rules of the entire world.
In just a few minutes, an inconspicuous-looking slab of stone appeared above Sal's head.
The Slate of Destiny?!
Fuzor Chamberlain and Elminster instantly recognized this key item that had been stolen by the three gods of death, which directly led to the event of the gods being cast down to the mortal world in the Year of Troubles.
No one knows what the slate of fate actually does.
But since it was remembered by Baal, Melkor, and Bane, and also led to Io, the god above gods, it is definitely not just an ordinary artifact.
There are even rumors among gods that it records the names and duties of all the gods.
After obtaining it, one only needs to modify this stone tablet to directly cause a god to fall, or seize the priesthood he wants from the other party and become the supreme true god who can sit on equal footing with Io in the entire Crystal Wall system.
However, there is another theory that the Stone of Destiny is nothing more than a covenant, representing the order and rules among the gods to avoid large-scale turmoil and chaos that would affect the mortal world.
Once the Stone of Destiny is stolen or destroyed, it means the coming of troubled times, and the gods will kill each other and fight for the priesthood until it is restored again.
The death of many gods in the turbulent years is the best proof of this.
Of course, all of the above are just rumors.
I'm afraid no one knows the truth except Io, the god above gods.
Moreover, the Tablet of Destiny only affects the gods of the crystal wall where the planet Toril is located.
Just when everyone was shocked and incredulous at the appearance of the Tablet of Destiny, the blank space on the tablet suddenly began to flash with golden light, and then Thrall's name was engraved on it, followed by a symbol and several words.
The symbol is a pattern of soul and spirit wrapped in the four elements. This is obviously the holy emblem that Thrall designed for himself.
The words are "orc", "shaman", "home", "responsibility" and "protection".
Needless to say, each of these words represents a priesthood.
Especially the "Orcs", which directly broke Gruumsh's absolute monopoly on the orc racial beliefs.
When the recording was completed, the Stone of Destiny immediately turned into a stream of light and disappeared without a trace.
"Am I a god now?"
As Thrall felt the surging divine power in his body, the countless knowledge related to the priesthood in his brain, and the thousands of connections of faith, an incredible expression appeared on his face.
Perhaps it was because his mortal nature had not yet completely faded, or perhaps it was because of the joy brought by his soul finally gaining freedom after becoming a god...
In short, he subconsciously raised the Hammer of Destruction in his hand and injected his own divine power into it, instantly causing the clouds to roll and surge, creating a terrifying storm out of thin air.
Before the followers of Gruumsh outside the city could even react to what was happening, they were immediately engulfed by the strong wind, hail, thunder, and rain of fire that fell from the sky.
With just one strike, hundreds of thousands of orc warriors were wiped out, without even a single one surviving.
This is the terrifying crushing effect that can be caused when gods attack mortals directly.
But before Thrall could accept the cheers of his believers, a powerful gravitational force descended from the sky and pulled him into another completely unknown space.
Although he tried to break free, he failed in the end and could only allow gravity to pull him in.
In the blink of an eye, the newly born orc god appeared in a huge palace.
Although it was his first time here, Thrall quickly realized that this space was probably the legendary "Pole Star Tent" where the gods held meetings to discuss important issues, also known as the "Pantheon" by mortals.
And at this moment, the chair under your butt is your own seat.
"Welcome to join us, New God."
Tyr, the god of justice elected by the gods to be in charge of the work, stood up first and nodded to Thrall as a sign of friendship.
Immediately afterwards, the elven pantheon also applauded under the leadership of their main god Corellon. Soon after, the dwarven pantheon, halfling pantheon, gnome pantheon, Mulhorandi pantheon, Unther pantheon, the goddess of wealth Waukin, the goddess of natural cycles Talona, the goddess of magic Midnight, the god of knowledge Oghma, the god of tyranny Bane and other members of the anti-orc pantheon alliance led by Zuo Si also joined in.
In addition, the guardian god Heim and the newly resurrected ancient sun god Amaunator also expressed their welcome to the new god because of their similar camps and ideas.
In an instant, a huge momentum was created.
This undoubtedly made the members of the Orc Pantheon feel tremendous pressure.
Especially the main god Gruumsh, whose only eye was fixed on Thrall, and he wished he could attack immediately and tear into pieces this guy who dared to be his enemy.
But unfortunately, this is an absolutely safe place and no gods can use their extraordinary powers here.
So he had to be patient and wait until the meeting was over before taking any action.
So after a short stay, Geumsh 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 action undoubtedly made the gods attending the meeting realize that a war between gods was inevitable.
The God of War Tempus, who was not afraid of chaos, said bluntly: "Young new god, I think you should know what will happen next, right?"
"Of course, I'm ready."
Sal gave an affirmative answer without hesitation.
"So how do you plan to deal with this crisis? You know, this is a civil war among the orcs, and it's not convenient for outsiders to intervene."
Tempus had a smile of excitement and anticipation on his face.
"It's simple. Just beat Gruumsh until he admits defeat and dares not bother me again."
Thrall clenched the weapon in his hand, his eyes flashing with determination and unyielding spirit.
Just as Tempus was about to ask for more details, Corellon, the Lord of the Elf, suddenly interrupted and said, "Great Lord of War, if you are interested in this war, you might as well join the spectators like me. Because Soth once promised that he would show us something shocking."
"Oh? Really? That's really interesting."
Tempus seemed to sense something and slowly stood up from his chair, the power of war beginning to surge from head to toe.
Thrall bent down and bowed slightly to all the gods present: "Sorry, everyone, I'm afraid I have to leave you for a while."
"Go ahead. We are looking forward to your performance in this war. If you defeat or even kill Gruumsh, you will be the new main god of the orc pantheon and a member of the powerful divine forces in the future."
"Kick Gruumsh's ass! We've long disliked this damned one-eyed bastard."
"Come on! We support you!"
Many gods who have grudges against the Orc pantheon expressed their positions without any reservation.
Seeing that he had received so much support, Thrall immediately smiled with confidence, then opened the portal and turned to leave.
The next second...
He appeared directly in the country where the orc gods lived, grinned and roared: "Gruumsh! Don't you want to kill me? Then come on!"
Boom!!!! A blood-red pillar of divine power descended from the sky, and then the hideous and ugly figure of the Orc God appeared.
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