I hadn't been impulsive when I decided to go to San Antonio in the southwest to look for the necessary ingredients for leveling up.
As more and more powerful individuals from other dimensions arrived, it became more and more common to see Legends and SemiGods everywhere. I even saw several Undead Emperors and Main Gods.
It was impossible for people to be so lucky all the time. I needed to level up as quickly as possible in order to live longer.
But at this moment, I met with a small obstacle.
"I'll go with you."
Leona was quite determined, but I really didn't want her to go with me.
San Antonio was now a war zone with battles going on every day. It was incredibly dangerous.
What, Bardi was the same? That would be quite different. The Bardi Empire, undead armies, Mage Country, and wood spirits were all my allies on the surface or in private. As long as I didn't meet an Undead Emperor who personally came to have a chat with me, there shouldn't be any problems.
As for the San Antonio war zone … the demons, the ogres, the Holy Church, the San Antonio Empire, and the angel squadron all seemed to want to kill me along the way.
No matter what, I was confident that I could escape even if I couldn't defeat them. But if I brought Leona along …
"Actually, you can wait for me in Bardi."
But no matter how I tried to convince her, she wouldn't agree no matter what. It was as if I was lying to her.
I felt a headache coming on. It was fine since she was only pregnant for a short period of time. But in another five or six months, would I have to travel with a pregnant belly?
Many old movies always had this opening scene. A middle-aged uncle/young Knight escaped with a pregnant woman, but they were intercepted by pursuers. For the sake of the child's safety, the middle-aged man stopped the pursuers by himself and died in battle. This uncle was usually the child's father, uncle, or grandfather. Then, the pregnant woman successfully gave birth to the child, but she herself died …
The following plot would be the child growing up and learning the truth. The child would become determined to take revenge for his mother, uncle, or father, and walk on the path of a dragon. But it seemed that the role I assigned to her was rather pitiful. The first sentence was to die. Also, wasn't this dragon the jinx of everything? His entire family died while he was still in the womb.
"It seems like this background and this identity really match …"
I sighed at the subtle death flags and the lazy scriptwriters in this world. I also made up my mind to avoid becoming the "main character"'s stepping stone and background … cough, for the sake of Leona and Leona's safety.
"100 pounds."
When he practiced his sword every day, he used a little more strength and knocked Leona unconscious.
Although my swordsmanship wasn't bad, when my swordsmanship was in the lead, the difference in strength was absolute.
"Swift Dragon Express, signed by the Cloud Tower's Truth Symposium. Delivery within fifteen days. Triple payment if lost?"
The Blue Dragon Knight, who had descended along with the thunder, didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at me. He probably wasn't familiar with me yet and didn't know how to respond to my silly questions.
"Smile, just smile."
In order to avoid a diplomatic dispute, the female Knight did her best to squeeze out a tearful smile. However, I furrowed my eyebrows. This lass didn't seem to understand a joke at all.
"Name? Yours? "
"Luna. Halent. "
Sensing the familiar Dragon Bloodline's Draconic Might, it seemed like it was a princess.
Of course, this wasn't some express delivery. These were high-level Dragon Knight members from the Bardi Empire's Dragon Knight squadron. After receiving my notification, they swiftly rushed over. Not only that, as requested, they were all female.
"Your Highness Roland, I'll take this lady to the Cloud Tower. Don't worry."
Two "female Knight" with arms even thicker than my thighs immediately went to work. They tied Leona up and tossed her into a shelf on the dragon's back. I hoped that she would be in a good mood when she woke up in midair.
Next up was …
"Ogres? How ancient. I don't have enough information. "
The ogres had far too "long" of a history. They were an ancient civilization comparable to the Elven Empire. They had once been a mega species that ruled over the entire world.
Just like the current humans, the ogres had numerous Main God level existences and countless countries during their most powerful era. The entire world was their hunting grounds.
Yep, hunting grounds. Unlike the human countries, which mainly focused on agriculture, the ogres were a primitive species that focused on hunting and herding. Their hunting and herding lifestyle made them the mortal enemy of all other species. In the ogres' pastures, even humans were once nothing more than powerful livestock for meat.
The ogres had a tribal system. The leader of the tribe would elect the ruler of the entire ogres. They also practiced slavery. They ate other intelligent species as food, and they believed in primitive shamanism. These were the most common traits of the ogres.
They even believed that eating powerful ogres would allow them to obtain the ogres' power. Although this was primitive and bloody, it was understandable. The ogres' natural talents and sorcery could indeed allow them to obtain their prey's power.
Many people viewed the ogres as a single species. This was actually a misunderstanding. As the former ruling species, the ogres were actually a collection of countless subspecies.
The elves had the Four Superior Elf species and countless subspecies. The beastmen were divided into strong and weak subspecies based on individual combat strength. Humans had many subspecies as well. The ogres had countless subspecies to begin with.
Forest ogres, grassland ogres, ice ogres, fire ogres, and so on all had vastly different physical appearances. Their natural talents were all different as well.
The most obvious commonality was their protruding fangs and powerful bodies. Compared to other species, ogres had abnormally strong lifeforce and regenerative abilities.
Although ogres were called ogres, they weren't actually related to demons or devils by blood. Ogres were simply nicknames given to them by other species after they were defeated in battle.
Ogres didn't have any demonic properties in their bloodline. In fact, it was the opposite. Many ogres' natural talents would be to transform into certain elemental creatures and absorb or release elemental power. This meant that ogres were inextricably connected to elemental creatures and the Elemental Planes.
It was also due to their natural elemental bloodline, ancient history, sorcery, and witchcraft that allowed ogres to have a high number of mages. Plus, ogres had naturally powerful bodies and the special ability to "replenish whatever they ate". In the immemorial generation, ogres were powerful to the point where they could easily suppress all other species.
I had researched the ogres before. Humans, elves, dwarves, and beastmen had all played a part in overthrowing the ogres' rule. It could be said that the three major species of Order and the beastmen had allied together and gathered the power of half the Elemental Plane. They used a bloody war of attrition to defeat the ogres, who were inclined towards Chaos.
It should be mentioned that the current beastmen were also a part of the ogres' rule. They shared the same bloodline. Most of the ogres' inheritance was stolen by the beastmen, which was how the ogres came to be.
"The humans' undead mages and Black Knight, the beastmen's Warlock and Berserker warriors, the elves' mages and magic warriors, the dwarves' Mountain King and Griffin Knight. It's inconceivable that they were all in the same battle …"
Ogres hated humans because humans were the main fighting force against them. Undead magic was the ogres' natural enemy to ogres' priests and Warlocks.
Ogres hated elves because those sly, sharp-eared elves would contact other species behind the scenes and give other species power. They were the most insidious and sly manipulators behind the scenes.
Ogres hated beastmen the most because traitors were always the most hated.
Ogres didn't hate dwarves that much. Ancient dwarves were powerful enough to rival ogres in terms of combat strength. Dying to powerful warriors would be considered an honor in ogres' culture. However …
Dwarves hated ogres!
Elves were sly and always hid behind the scenes. Beastmen had powerful reproductive abilities and weren't afraid of losses. Humans were sly and also had powerful reproductive abilities. The dwarves suffered the most in the ogres' war.
Multiple powerful ancient dwarf species were wiped out in the ogres' war. The bloody cleansing massacre caused the Children of the Mountains to suffer heavy losses. Slaughtering was the most damaging to the dwarves' inheritance.
In the difficult war of attrition, the dwarves, who were all warriors and didn't know how to retreat, were greatly weakened. The fact that the Superior Dwarves were almost wiped out led to the dwarves' internal wars.
The dwarves lost a large amount of their population and their inheritance, causing the dwarves, who had low reproductive abilities, to gradually become a second-rate species.
It was said that there were still volunteer dwarves at the frontlines in San Antonio.
The ogres hated all the other species. Of the current ruling species, only the dwarves still hated them. The short-lived species had long since forgotten about them.
That year, the four major species successfully "rebelled" against the ogres. How could they possibly give the ogres a chance to make a comeback? For a relatively long period of time, the ogres' heads were equivalent to tremendous wealth. Most ogres either disappeared without a trace or completely devolved into wild beasts in the deep mountains and forests due to the cruel environment.
In fact, most historians believed that the intelligent ogres were already extinct. But after the Holy War began, not only did the ogres reappear in front of everyone, even the Main Gods from back in the day had reappeared.
There was only one explanation for this. The ogres had left behind a backup plan. Since it was already destined that their species would be replaced and eliminated, they left behind a seed to wait for a chance to rise again. And now, this was probably the final "chance" for the ogres.
"So difficult to deal with …"
At the beginning of the Holy War, the ogres who returned to Aichy changed their cruel ways. They were quite friendly to other species. But later, in order to allow their demon allies to come to the mortal world, the ogres tore off their fake friendliness.
The existence of ogres in the Chaos Abyss had long since been recorded in history. It would seem that a large number of ogres had escaped to the Chaos Abyss back in the day. It could be said that their alliance with the demons was quite solid.
And since the "Main Gods" from back in the day were still among the ogres, their inheritance and civilization hadn't been cut off. It was only natural that the ancient grudges between the ogres would continue to this day. Even though the human countries that ruled over the Chaos Abyss had long since completely forgotten about this, only the undead in the Undead Republic still clearly remembered this.
In the Holy War, it would be quite difficult to determine who was right or wrong in a battle between species. The only rule of the jungle was that the victors would live, and the losers would die.
I hated this rule. But as a human, I was also the one who benefited from this rule. So, whenever I thought about it, I would always feel rather conflicted. But at the very least, I wouldn't be so foolish as to say that the ogres had made a mistake and that humans should be treated as a second-rate species, to be tamed as slaves and food.
And it just so happened that such a traitor really did appear in the ogres' camp. They were so stupid that it was impossible to comment on them. They were so dirty that it was impossible to look at them directly.
As the Main Gods of the ogres revealed themselves, the ogres' originally gentle and friendly facade had long since been thrown to the winds. Right now, the eastern battlefront in San Antonio was becoming more and more like a meat grinder.
Unfortunately, as I analyzed the map, I became more and more certain that the ancient ruins I wanted to find were in the ogres' current territory.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
