His words were imbued with absolute confidence and sovereignty.
"As for you, Urano, if you want to protect your orcish people, and even your divine kingdom, in this possible storm, then what you need to show is not lofty divine power, but... sincerity in cooperation."
Linde's gaze swept across the endless hunting grounds, as if assessing their value.
"For example, opening up a portion of your divine kingdom's knowledge base—about the ancient wars of gods, about extraterrestrial evil gods, about the deep laws of the continent of Til… these might help me understand the enemy we are about to face more quickly. In return, Blackrock Territory can maintain…limited information sharing and strategic cooperation with the Orc Kingdom on the issue of the Fusion God."
He offered his terms, not as a plea, but as an equal exchange.
Urano's will fell silent once more.
He could sense the strength and confidence beneath Lind's calm tone. This human lord truly possessed the qualifications to engage in equal dialogue with Him, and even... had some leverage over Him.
In the endless hunting grounds, only the eternal roars of wild beasts echo. An ancient god and a newly ascended mortal who controls light and darkness engage in a game in this divine realm that will determine the future fate of the continent.
And the prelude to this game has only just begun.
In the endless hunting grounds, the colossal beast's head, composed of energy clouds, stared at Lind, its lava-like eyes shimmering as if weighing the weights of the universe.
Linde's conditions were straightforward and sharp, stripping away the veneer of divine majesty to directly address core interests.
This straightforward approach to transactions led Urano to abandon those futile attempts.
After a long while, that magnificent divine voice once again resonated within the laws of the divine realm, carrying a resolute and determined weight:
“Very good, Child of the Outcast. Your frankness…is impressive. I can offer you the ‘sincerity’ you speak of.”
The giant beast nodded slightly, causing the surrounding energy clouds to surge.
"Regarding the location of the true form of the God of Fusion, ordinary dimensional coordinates are meaningless. He hides in the gap between reality and nothingness, in a 'wriggling stomach' that is constantly moving and devouring everything in its path. To locate Him, one needs guidance that is not of the ordinary."
With Urano's focused will, an object about the size of a palm, irregularly shaped, and dark red in color like solidified blood crystals condensed from nothingness and slowly drifted down in front of Lind.
Its surface is naturally covered with intricate patterns that seem to intertwine with bloodlines and star charts, faintly exuding a wild and divine power that is of the same origin as Urano, but even more ancient and refined.
"This is the 'Ancestral Blood Core,' formed from a trace of my original essence that was stripped away at the beginning of my birth. It is not a weapon, but a 'lighthouse.'"
Urano explained, “By virtue of its connection to my divine realm and its extreme sensitivity to ‘outsiders’ (referring to beings not native to the continent of Tyre), it is sufficient to guide you and me through the endless void along the corrupting path to the crawling stomach.”
Linde took the "ancestral blood core," and it was warm to the touch, pulsating slightly as if it were alive.
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The divine essence it contains is incredibly pure, and its structure is stable and ancient. Indeed, as Urano said, its main functions are "sensing" and "guiding," and there are no obvious traps or backdoors inside. This is a true artifact used for high-end dimensional tracking.
“However,” Urano changed the subject, “activating the blood core and maintaining a stable passage sufficient for both my divine body and your power to pass through simultaneously will take time. I need to mobilize the power of the divine kingdom’s origin for several days to accumulate energy. During this time, you must wait patiently.”
The gaze of the behemoth's head seemed to pierce through the divine realm, looking towards the royal court of the material world:
"You may stay at the royal court temporarily, and Zahira will take care of your daily needs. It's also a good opportunity... for you to see firsthand the current situation of the tribe of your chosen 'collaborator'. Once preparations are complete, I will summon you."
This is undoubtedly a reasonable arrangement.
Linde needs time to become more familiar with this "ancestral blood core," and observing the internal dynamics of the orcish royal court is also an important part of assessing the value of future cooperation.
"Can."
Linde put away the blood core, his expression calm. "I hope the wait will be worthwhile."
"Rest assured, Child of the Outcast. The God of Fusion is a common threat to us all. My promise is heavier than mountains until this fiend is eliminated."
Urano's will was solemn and unwavering: "Now, go back. Prepare for an expedition... that transcends mortal understanding."
As soon as he finished speaking, the space around Linde distorted once again.
The next moment, his figure reappeared clearly in the Temple of Ten Thousand Beasts, in the exact same position as when he left, as if he had never moved.
The temple remained deathly silent.
The five beast kings, along with all the orc nobles and shamans, held their breath, their gazes fixed on him. The instant Linde vanished, guided by the divine kingdom, and now his safe return, bearing a dark red crystal core that stirred their blood, all unequivocally proclaimed:
His conversation with the God of Beasts has resulted in an important agreement.
The fox lord, Zahira, was the first to react. He quickly stepped forward, his emerald eyes filled with excitement and anticipation, yet he maintained his courtesy, bowing slightly.
"Lord Linde, what divine decree does His Majesty Urano have?"
Linde's gaze swept over the various beast kings, their expressions differing, before finally settling on Zahira. He said calmly:
"The divine decree has been made. His Majesty Uranus and I will join forces to deal with a threat that concerns the safety of the continent. I will need to wait here for the next few days. I will trouble the Fox Lord to make the arrangements."
His words were concise, yet contained a wealth of information.
The words "join forces" and "concern for the safety of the continent" sent shockwaves through the hearts of all the beastmen. King Keith's face turned extremely ugly, but he dared not utter any more provocative words—the existence that had been personally received by His Majesty Urano and given a token (they had seen the ancestral blood core) was far beyond his ability to question.
Dog King Hack's gaze was deep, Rabbit King Momo's long ears twitched slightly, and Feather King Ling put away all his arrogance and became unusually silent.
Zahira suppressed his elation; he knew that the heavy bet placed by the fox clan (and himself) seemed to have yielded an unbelievable return.
"It is an honor for our tribe! Please come with me; the most comfortable accommodations have been prepared for you."
Under Zahira's respectful guidance, Lind left the temple, which was filled with a complex atmosphere.
He will spend the next few days in the Orcish royal court, familiarizing himself with the "Ancestral Blood Core" while observing the undercurrents of power and faith on this land, quietly awaiting the moment to embark on an expedition with an ancient god.
Meanwhile, the family members far away in Blackrock Territory, as well as the other watchful eyes on the continent, were unaware that a god-level battle that would determine the fate of the world was quietly brewing.
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