Evolution: Conqueror - Chapter 138

At some kilometers south of the White Mountains,

Torug’s POV,​​

Right before was a well developed Outpost with several orcs and Goblins standing on the wall as high as 15m, guarding it as they cautiously watched the several makeshift caravans enter and leave in quick moves.

Several footprints were embedded on the ground, a mixture of sand and snow.

“They’re doing our business?” Moz’s voice comes from my side and I chuckled with a nod.

I swear, Kharag must have gotten the idea from when he met Urim back then and has improved upon the idea, using his connections in the Orc lands to make it bigger.

‘I’m beginning to suspect this fellow must have been a sly human in his last life’ I thought in amus.e.m.e.nt, Honestly I am impressed with how far he had come.

“This is good too, he has made work easy for us…it won’t be strange to the orc lands as it was before” I continued, glancing at the shadow orc, she nodded curtly.

A few grunts came from my personal guards around as they adjusted on their wolves itching for a fight.

Glancing at the Outpost in stealth, I added once more, “It’d be ours when we take it later no?”.

This brought a smirk to her face.

I soon rested my body on Alpha by placing my body’s weight on my elbows, I try to scan the guards visible to me and found out that most of them weren’t even in the second circle.

‘This is Good, we’ll Rob this place for supplies and even make it our base… it’d be ideal to attack the fortress from here…’ I weighed my options, This Outpost is the biggest amongst the other two outposts.

“I might as well create chaos with Brogg’s body and keep them from noticing any changes…Moz would then lead all the stealthy orcs and Goblins to assassinate the top figures of the camp…” Muttering to myself, I urged Alpha towards Blackmoon Town while ordering Moz, “Have one of your people come here and watch from the patch of trees over there, meanwhile the rest of us shall return”.

Without much of a change in expression, She gave TuTu a nod, who in turn signaled a random Hobgoblin.

The Hobgoblin then urged his wolf in the direction I spoke of.

Since the last time I used the breeding house, old Dabok has been pumping the place with materials…so the production of wolves hadn’t stopped, just that the new ones aren’t as strong as the ones I used Alpha to make. I call them the second generation wolves, the time needed for their cloning isn’t as long as the first, that’s why I’m working with that. As of now, there’s about 103 second generation wolves with us being short of about 22 riders.

With full speed, it took us close to 8 hours to arrive at the clan. Then I had Moz gather everyone aside from Lovan who was out with Haji, in their father and son ‘bonding’ time.

While waiting, I began thinking on how to go about the 2nd wall and the tower.

“We start tomorrow?” Obviously excited about the fight, she asked.

“yes and no…”I responded calmly while urging her to sit on the very chair closest to my right.

She displays a confused expression and asked, “what do you mean?”

“The distance between us is quite far, so we’ll be taking the biggest outpost Kharag owns… he’s gathering weapons and supplies from everywhere, so we take it and attack from there.”

She nods in understanding before saying, “But I don’t get it, why doesn’t he just challenge you directly?”.

Hearing her question got me laughing wryly, “That only works between small clans… we’re not that easy to swallow anymore as we have plenty strong people and he’s not sure how strong I am either.”

“…”

“You called, brother” Urim steps in with quick strides and I quickly pointed to the chair on my left, “Sit”.

He absentmindedly complies still waiting for me to say something.

Observing their expressions, I turned to Torrelsav and asked, “Have you started with construction?”.

“We started the same day, the new riders have been patrolling the area as well” He states calmly before adding, “From time to time, during late hours of the night… the magic in area seems to disappear completely”.

Immediately after hearing this, my eyes flashed dangerously as I looked towards Moz, who happens to be looking at me as well. Urim seemed to understand as well but that wasn’t the main point.

‘Looks like I might need to inform Ayase about this’.

“I’ll look into it later” I say, “But for now, I wish to inform you of my plans”.

“We have spotted the said outposts and amusingly, Kharag has been using our caravan idea”, I paused before adding, “He’s been gathering weapons and other supplies… from what I hear, they’re to be sent to the fortress at the end of the week”.

“That’s in two days” Dabok’s voice seemed to increase a bit as he thought about this.

I looked at him weirdly in my mind but nothing was seen on the surface, “Yes, so we will be taking everything early tomorrow… right before the sunrise”.

“Moz, you would lead your men…I will follow, Urim, you will lead the other raiders and warriors to the location tomorrow, Moz will leave a man to guide you… Torrelsav, increase the speed of construction and watch those warriors…Nazu, you will help me look after everything here.” After dropping a series of orders I looked at Dabok silently.

As though he could read my mind, He said, “He is in my friend’s hands and He’ll be brought over in a few days, you don’t need to worry my Chief”.

Hearing his words, I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding.

“Very well… you can all go and continue with your preparations”. I said calmly while wondering ‘Friend?’.

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Nature’s summit!

A demi plane standing at the very reaches of Luegad, Think of it as the highest court for the Gods.

Here, The oldest neutral God, the God of knowledge, the untainted, Melanos stands as the judge and witness.

Today stands as the official date, where the battle between Ragol, ruler of light, Master of the Sun and Ayase, Goddess of the moon and night will begin the war between their champions as it has been agreed upon.

At the center of the massive white hall, lays a huge table. surrounding it were several thrones giving off different auras.

Whenever one becomes a God, they leave a divine imprint here in the form of a throne…those who do not, are seen as rogues and would not be protected by the law.

On the High table was the throne of Melanos and Ayaseh the oldest, Ragol despite being an Archgod isn’t allowed to sit on this edge of the table. This was set by the world rules and it was arranged with the oldest having the highest rights to speak here.

Going by this, Ayaseh should be the judge, as she has been alive since the very beginning but she forfeited this right due to reasons best known to her, allowing the second oldest, Melanos to hold this right.

Ayaseh was the first to arrive, appearing on a pitch black throne with smokey black substances oozing out. She calmly watched the hall

Accompanied by a series of ethereal and holy hymns, the gods descended.

On the frontmost divine throne of the Pantheon Palace, the embodiments of the true god’s will condensed one after another. Deep and vast consciousnesses appeared in the Pantheon Palace.

Eve’s expression remained unchanged, but His heart was full of curiosity. He observed the figures that appeared in the temple without batting an eyelid.

There were fewer gods descending than Eve had imagined. Less than a hundred.

Most of them appeared in human form or human form.

The most eye-catching were the thirty or so figures in the center. Their divine robes were rather similar. They were all white with golden rims, which matched the style of the Eternal Lord’s divine robes.

They were the gods of the human gods, and the largest gods in the world of Sagas.

They were the gods of the Divine God of War, the second major god of the Sagas world.

Looking at these two groups of believers, Eve felt a chill in his heart.

The human and the God of War were the main forces attacking the World Tree a thousand years ago.

However, among the inheritances obtained by Eve, there should be more than a hundred of them.

According to Oros’ memory, they did not lose much when they defeated the World Tree, but the total number was less than 60, which surprised Eve.

A god would definitely act at the same time.

Those who did not appear here could not have not come.

So there could only be one possibility… that in the past thousand years, at least one-third of the true gods that had besieged the World Tree had perished