On a huge warship floating in the vast void, the Orc Gods were having a meeting.
"The war in the human world isn't going very well."
"It's not as simple as' not going well '! The advantages that the humans had accumulated over the years were too great. Even though the Orcs had thought of many ways to deal with them, it was only a temporary advantage. However, if this drags on, our advantage will be exhausted sooner or later. "
"The food supply is beginning to be in danger."
"It can't be helped. The prairie's productivity is limited, and we don't have enough manpower right now."
"We have to think of a way even if we don't have one!"
"If we can think of a way, how can we not have a way?"
After the death of the "Sky Devourer Canine" Lefon, the Orc Master God, "Iron Mask Ferocious Spirit" Snakenell, who had returned to power, frowned as he listened to the discussions and arguments of the Gods. His heart was filled with frustration.
He was not the type who was good at strategizing. When it came to war, he only knew two phrases. One was "charge, charge, charge," and the other was "kill, kill, kill, kill." The dialogue was neat, simple, and clear, but he could not deal with too many situations.
In contrast, the late Lefon was clear-headed and meticulous in his thinking. He did things much more orderly than him.
Although he had always been unwilling to admit it, in terms of the role of Prime God, Lefon was indeed more competent than him.
Unfortunately, Lefon was already dead …
Snakenell sighed in his heart and said helplessly, "Stop arguing. If you continue to argue like this, there won't be any results until next year."
"So, what's your plan, Your Majesty?"
"Yes, you decide!"
Snakenell could not help but feel a headache coming on as he looked at the Gods' expectant and trusting gazes.
"The problem of food shortage shouldn't be difficult to solve. We can just go and get some for them …"
"But this might violate the rules set by the Master of Order!"
Only then did Snakenell realize the problem. He could not help but feel even more distressed.
(Why wasn't I the one who drove the Divine Kingdom to perish together with the enemy? Letting the smart people die and leaving the idiots behind to take charge of the overall situation, what a complete mistake!)
He complained in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. He could only try his best to use his brain.
After a long time, he said, "Let's discuss it with the Goddess of Ocean. She should be able to provide enough food."
"The Sea Tribe?" The Orc Gods looked at each other, and many of their eyes lit up.
The Main Plane was extremely vast, with vast continents and vast oceans. The Sea Race that lived in the sea had abundant resources, but they rarely interacted with the races on land.
If they could get support from the Sea Race, the food problem would be easily solved!
"But … the Goddess of the Ocean is not very inclined to help us …" a god frowned and said, "The Sea Clan and the land don't have much contact. Because the former Goddess of the Ocean controlled the Sea Clan in the coastal waters, she often launched the Sea Clan to invade. Although everyone fought against each other, at least there was some contact. The current Goddess of Ocean directly gave up the Sea Clan in the near sea and focused on commanding the Sea Clan in the far sea. The contact with the land had been so small that only the trading port in Gars City was left. It will be very difficult to convince them to help us. "
"They didn't need to help us in the first place. The dwarves, elves, swamps, and other races were willing to help us because they lived on land. Once the humans obtained hegemony, they would definitely suppress their living space. However, the living space of the Sea Tribe does not overlap with that of the humans. No matter how dominant the humans are, they will not be affected … "
The gods were silent. This was the crux of the problem.
The Sea Clan did not care about hegemony on land at all. It could even be said that from the perspective of business contacts, their relationship with the humans was closer. How could they expect them to help the Orcs?
After a long time, a god whispered, "How about we go to His Majesty the Void Mask and discuss this? He has a very good relationship with the Sea Clan … "
Snakenell shook his head. Previously, he had actually discussed with Lefon whether they should try to pull Sui Xiong into trouble. At that time, Lefon said, "The Void Mask is kind, but very stubborn and very principled. Since he said he wanted to be neutral, then he will definitely be neutral. If we want him to help us in the war, the most reliable way is to let the humans start a massacre on the Orcs. In that case, he will definitely take action because he can't stand it. But Wuther will definitely not do this, so we have no chance at all. "
These words could not be said, so Snakenell remained silent.
After a while, another god said, "How about we go the way of the Elemental races?"
"Elemental races? They are slightly inclined to us, but what can they do to help? The food they produce is poisonous to ordinary Beastmen. "
The Elemental Plane was vast and boundless. Of course, there were many creatures with flesh and blood. In theory, these creatures could be used as food, but in reality, their bodies contained a high concentration of elemental power. To the strong, it was naturally a great supplement, but to the weak, it was a great poison.
Compared to the requirements to absorb this elemental power, most of the Orcs belonged to the "weak" category.
"Just make a magic array and absorb the elemental power from the flesh."
"This magic array is not simple … It is not easy to absorb the right amount. If the absorption is too little, it will still be poisonous. If the absorption is too much, it will directly become minced meat. "
"Isn't there also an Association of Mages in the Republic of Northwest? They must have relevant research. When it comes to the research of magic arrays, they are considered unique. "
"The Republic of Northwest will not participate in the war. They are neutral."
"But being neutral doesn't mean that we can't buy technology from them. If the humans want to buy things, they can also buy from them."
The Orc gods looked at each other, and their eyes lit up.
Just as this god said, although the Republic of Northwest was neutral, the Orcs did not ask them for military support, nor did they buy military food or weapons. They only wanted to buy some non-military technology. In theory, it should be possible …
The gods looked at the Master God. Snakenell thought for a while and approved this suggestion.
No matter what, it was worth a try.
After that, he emphasized to the gods that the most important thing right now was still to find the human gods and give them a heavy blow while they had definitely not recovered yet.
"In the battle of the human world, the mortals will always be at a disadvantage. Be it the elves, the dwarves, or the other races of the Marsh … they will not be of much help, "he said seriously. "But outside the Main Plane, with the help of various god systems, we already have an absolute advantage! As long as we find the human gods, no matter how strong the God of Light is, he will not be able to turn the situation around! "
"Everyone, the key to this battle is not the battle of the human world, but here. If we win here, the human world will also win. If we lose here, it will be useless even if the human world wins! Everyone must be clear about your priorities and grasp the key points! "
At this point, the ferocious spirit's face was full of murderous intent. "After we annihilate the human gods, no matter how many humans there are, they will just be food for us to drive away. But if we lose here, even if our people want to escape, they will not have a chance … so we must win this battle! For the future of the Orcs, everyone must do their best! "
The Orc gods agreed in unison, their murderous intent rising.
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