Empire Of Souls - Chapter 135 Settling matters 3

When Aleks came and stood next to Grobak, the Orc bowed his head respectfully and backed away from his master. This was noticed by many among the Horde and they hissed and howled when seeing this. How could Grobak lower his head? He may have only been a temporary chief of the Horde, but he still represented them. This servile behavior only added to their anger.

Some stepped forward and began to shout angrily.

“How could a son of the Steppes bow his head to an outsider!?”

“I told you that trash Grobak was no good!”

“Kill them! Kill them!”

The shouts only grew louder. Aleks composed himself for a moment, slowly wiping some of the dirt off his robes. He hadn’t had a moment to spare for his appearance since he last fought and only now realized his disheveled state.

“A leader should be composed and have an appearance worthy of their station.”

Although he said this quietly, because his voice had already been magnified by a spell, his words reached the majority of the Horde and the expeditionary prisoners. These words did not seem like they came from someone who was concerned for their life or cared about the anger of the crowd. It was calm and unassuming without taking any consideration for the situation he was in at all. They couldn’t comprehend his strange actions and some even began to think he was insane. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.novelhall.com for visiting.

Seeing his actions, some barbarians charged towards him with their weapons drawn. They had grown impatient and no longer considered the consequences. This was met by a swift reaction from Grobak’s warriors and they slew the charging Barbarians easily. When other tribal warriors saw this, they were filled with rage and other warriors took action. Many of the Harkul who were in the plaza charged towards Grobak’s warriors and a large battle ensued.

“I suppose you won’t be satisfied until I make an example of some of you.”

That calm voice once more entered the ears of the many Barbarians gathered and instead of feeling it was laughable, they instead grew more wary. They hadn’t forgotten Grobak’s words from before, they just weren’t able to accept them easily.

‘Was this really the one who caused the destruction of the settlement walls?’

Some of the smarter chiefs thought this and were not hasty to act. They would let others test the waters first. The Harkul especially were already on the verge of going all out due to their animosity towards Grobak. If they could handle this Human who appeared, then all the better. But, if by some chance it was that being from earlier as Grobak had previously said, then it would be wise not to act carelessly.

“So be it.”

Aleks stood up straight, and his aura was no longer hidden. It erupted from his body like an avalanche. Some were immediately paralyzed with fear, while others fell unconscious. Aleks controlled his aura skillfully and the effects only affected those who had charged to attack Grobak’s warriors.

Those who were affected by the status ailments were quickly slain by Grobak’s warriors without the ability to even resist. This was a simple feat for Aleks because these Barbarian warriors were mostly Intermediate class beings with some at the Advanced class. To a Demigod, they might as well have been worms beneath his feet.

This action of Aleks’s dissuaded others from charging forward and many who had been enraged and about to take action now wore grim expressions. Some even backed away, but there was no room to move because of how tightly packed they already were. There were even those who were trampled by others in their fear to escape.

“Behold my might!” Aleks’s voice wasn’t loud, but it echoed in the hearts of everyone present.

Hundreds of ‘Soul Tendrils’ emerged from Aleks body and extended outwards. Aleks was slowly lifted high into the sky and the tendrils coiled around him and continued to expand. It was like the scene of an expanding balloon, but in this case it was menacing and throbbing tentacles with a dreadful aura. At first it was only those who were near who could see Aleks’s actions and they began to inch backwards in terror. If they were already feeling fear, it was now a dread that seeped into their very bones. It was a horror out of nightmares and even these cold blooded killers, rapists, and thieves could not contain their dread.

Those scenes of chaos, celebration, rivalry and pleasure were completely gone and replaced with panic. As Aleks was lifted ever higher and the amount of ‘Soul Tendrils’ increased, his body rose high above the former settlement and became visible to those even further away. He was now visible to the entire Horde and all the captured Human soldiers. Fear gripped all who beheld him and though they wanted to run and flee as far as they could, they realized that their bodies wouldn’t obey. They were unable to move and could only look up at that mighty being with trepidation.

None of them had ever heard of such a powerful being, and because he wore the mask there weren’t any who recognized him. If he had shown his face, there would at least be some among the Human expeditionary army who would know who he was. Because of his mask and his terrifying might, none would place the image of that young and calm man with this monstrous being. This was a powerful and mighty Demigod, a being infinitely close to that of a god. It was a being which they could never hope to match and an especially frightening one at that.

“Bow before me!” Aleks’s voice boomed once more throughout the settlement.

His words seemed to carry an almost divine power that shook all gathered, down to their souls, and many couldn’t help but immediately surrender to his might. In the face of such a being, what else could they possibly do? Just the fact that this man was here and acting unbridled with no response from their Ancestral Spirits showed that their words were true. The Ancestral Spirits were no more.

This reality caused many to sink into despair. Was this the end of their civilization and their way of life? Many felt uncertain about the future, but the only thing they could do now was submit. However, there were still some who were defiant in their hearts and unwilling to surrender. For those living on the Steppes, Ancestral worship was different from worshipping a god. Losing their Ancestral Spirits was a huge blow and it was like losing a part of themselves, but at the same time it was easiest for them to switch their object of worship.

For those who served the gods, it was much more difficult the more devout they were. Not everyone was devout though. Some would be willing to submit, but many of the Human expeditionary soldiers were loyal and faithful to their gods.It would be very difficult to convince them to switch their allegiance because as long as they remained faithful they were promised a place in their god’s eternal kingdom. Being unfaithful, would only lead them to damnation unless they found a new god to serve and earned their trust. Betraying a god to worship a Demigod was rare among the faithful, but not entirely unthinkable.

“Those who submit, shall receive my mercy! Those who refuse to submit, shall be made slaves and those who resist will receive death!”

With those words, all those gathered fates were sealed. It was like a command from on high that could not be refused. Many fell to their knees, those who still stood at this point were unwilling to submit and were captured by Grobak’s warriors or even turned on by those who were once their own tribe members. There were some, mostly from the Harkul tribe, who even attempted to resist but were quickly killed. Aleks didn’t even need to act and only watched from on high like a god passing judgement.