Chapter 632 If you wanted my help, you should have said so earlier!
"What a pity, the orcs have actually learned from their mistakes. I thought we could severely damage the four major orc clans this time!"
"Do you think everyone else is stupid? Letting you trick them time and time again!"
Qin Mo watched as nearly 100,000 warriors of the Warsong Clan were swept away by the massive tsunami, leaving only a few thousand survivors. She smacked her lips in dissatisfaction. Then she was met with a disdainful look from Nelia.
However, none of the other bigwigs in the Elven Court looked down on Qin Mo. The Warsong Clan had the most warriors in the orc army, accounting for nearly a third. The other three major clans plus a dozen or so small and medium-sized clans had only a little over 200,000 orcs, but the Warsong Clan alone had nearly 100,000 elite warriors.
The annihilation of these 100,000 elite troops by the sea race has an impact on the battle that goes far beyond what the numbers suggest. The morale of the orcs has been affected, and their tactical deployments have been severely restricted.
"Stormrage, get your people away from the coast and water's edge, if you don't want the tragedy to repeat itself!" Arthas's deep, hoarse voice carried from afar, urging Stormrage, the leader of the Shadowmoon Clan, to quickly move his warriors away from the sea.
Even without Arthas's warning, the other orc clans began to move towards the center of the land. The narrow land passage between the Gulf of Finland and Lake Ladoga is narrow in the south and wide in the north. The land to the north is quite wide, stretching for over a hundred kilometers. If the army gathers in the central position, it can be considered to be out of the attack range of ordinary sea creature powerhouses. However, if His Majesty Shia makes a move, it's hard to say.
"Your Majesty Arthas...didn't you notice the sea creatures' presence? Are we safe now?"
After a brief discussion, the orcish high priests approached Arthas and solemnly asked him two questions.
"Angry Wind, are you doubting me?"
"I apologize, Your Majesty, please forgive my wrath, but we are in a very dangerous situation, and everyone is terrified!"
The orcs' submission to Arthas was not long, and the two sides did not establish a deep enough trust. Or rather, the orcs' awe of Arthas came more from the power of the great shaman he possessed than from him personally.
The orcs have enslaved the Rakshasa for nearly a thousand years, so the relationship between the two is not good. The once numb Rakshasa are now gradually rising, and now with the Warsong Clan incident, the orcs have to suspect Arthas's intentions.
“I forgive your offense, but did you detect any traces of the sea creatures just now, Stormwind? Aren’t you great shamans? Are you all deaf and blind?”
"...I'm sorry, Your Majesty...what should we do now?" Ragewind was sprayed in Arthas's face with spittle, but facing the terrifying Arthas, he didn't even dare to get angry.
"I will go find the sea queen. You shall prepare to attack!" After saying this, Arthas flashed into the Gulf of Finland to the west to defend against His Majesty Shia, who might reappear.
As Nufeng watched Arthas disappear, a dark feeling settled over him. In his opinion, since Arthas had anticipated the possibility of the sea creatures appearing, he should have been stationed above the Gulf of Finland and had taken action to suppress the sea creatures' powerful members the moment the tsunami struck.
But Fury didn't consider things from Arthas's perspective. If Arthas just stood there arrogantly, would the Elven artifact "Wrath of the Stars" be a mere tool? After being severely injured by Qin Mo's "Wrath of the Stars" in the Western Regions, he took a long time to recover. If he hadn't been forced to, Arthas would never have shown himself as a target.
Xiao Xiya has an incredible affinity for water; she can use the scent of water to conceal her presence. After unleashing a powerful attack, she vanished, teleporting to Qin Mo's side within the Elf faction.
"Hey! You old hag, you're here too? Are you here to help Qin Mo fight as well?"
When Xiao Shia saw Isabel, she blurted out "old hag," an unintentional remark that immediately made the three beautiful and powerful women in the room frown.
Luna was one thing, she was a generation younger than Shia, so being older was fine! But Zilina and Isabel were very unhappy. Whether Shia's words were unintentional or she was intentionally showing off that she was younger than them and a better match for Qin Mo, they held a grudge. If it weren't for Shia's extraordinary strength, she would definitely have been ambushed by the two beauties in the middle of the night.
"Shia, well done!"
"Thank you for the praise, Mother. Actually, it's all thanks to Qin Mo. Without him, I would just be a pitiful little girl now..."
"Xia, hardship is also a form of tempering. You're not a little girl anymore. As a man, Qin Mo should give you a happy life!"
Luna rarely praised Shia, and then Queen Shia said that it was all thanks to "your son". This not only made Luna feel gratified, but also aroused her maternal instincts. She found Shia, the little girl who had been imprisoned since childhood, more and more pleasing to the eye.
"Aunt, that powerful aura is getting closer. I think that's Arthas that Qin Mo mentioned. Could you lend me 'Star Wrath' once so that I can wash away the shame of our Elf race from six hundred years ago?"
Luna was holding Shia's little hand and asking her how she was doing. When she heard Nelia's request, she looked at her with some surprise before handing her the ancient bow on her back. This gesture made Qilina, who was standing to the side, very envious.
Nelia showed no smugness. She took a deep breath and channeled her stellar energy into the bow of "Seiya's Wrath." The ancient longbow then emitted a thin, resilient aura that coiled and entwined around the powerful aura in the distance.
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