The Elves of the Elven Forest had a Legendary Crypt Spider Queen!
This was no longer a secret among the higher-ups of the Beastmen.
In the past ten days of the Elven army's operations, this terrifying Crypt Spider had appeared many times.
Although it did not directly attack the Beastmen, it had repeatedly drilled out of the ground and directly destroyed the walls of the Beastmen tribes. This caused many tribes' Divine Barrier to fail before it could be used …
It could be said that this Crypt Spider played at least a third of the role of the Elves being able to easily break through the strongholds of the Beastmen!
And without a doubt …
This time, it must have been the Crypt Spider that made its move!
It must have gone underground like before and opened up the underground passage to the various tribes!
And the reduced Elves must have used this method to bypass Sandstorm City and directly invade the Beastmen tribes behind!
Thinking of this, the Oracle King Bazan's heart became heavier.
As a Gold Professional, he was all too aware of the horror of a Legendary Magical Beast.
This Crypt Spider was simply an invincible existence underground!
In front of it, ordinary Beastmen tribes were like paper …
Unless it was a complete divine barrier like the one in Sandstorm City, no one below the level of a demigod would be able to stop it from rampaging underground.
"Damn it … How did the Elves tame such a magical beast?! If I remember correctly, the Crypt Spiders are extremely arrogant. They would not tolerate being controlled by someone weaker than them! "
"It can't be that … it was directly tamed by that person from the Elven Forest, right?"
Bazan's face was gloomy.
Of course, everything had its flaws.
If there was something that made Bazan feel fortunate, it was that the Crypt Spiders were extremely afraid of sunlight …
If they fought on the ground, their combat power would be sharply reduced.
Otherwise, Bazan really did not know how to deal with an army with a Legendary Magical Beast without the support of a Legendary powerhouse …
Thinking of this, the Beastman King made a decision in his heart.
This could not go on like this!
If the Elves were allowed to do as they pleased, the surrounding tribes would suffer!
He had to send out troops. The Elven army was outnumbered. As long as they were eliminated, a Legendary Magical Beast that was afraid of sunlight would not be able to cause much harm to the Beastmen tribes on the surface …
Thinking of this, Bazan's expression turned solemn as he ordered his subordinates.
"Pass down my orders. All legions are to get ready and rest for a day. Tomorrow morning, we will gather the troops and launch an attack on the elves!"
But right after Bazan gave the order, an aged voice stopped his messenger.
"Your Majesty, you can't!"
Bazan turned his head away, and his expression became increasingly gloomy.
"Why?"
"High priest, you have to give me a reason! The number of tribes around us is not a small number! Are you going to let the elves do whatever they want?! "
Bazan roared.
The one who stopped him was the new chief high priest of the half-orcs!
Seeing Bazan suppressing his anger, the high priest sighed.
He drew a bow symbol on his chest, and then said with a fervent expression:
"This … is Father God's oracle!"
"Father has sensed a familiar fluctuation of divine power from the elves. The one from the Elven Forest … might have already arrived. Therefore, before we complete the True God's mission, the army must not act at will! "
Hearing this, the Oracle King's expression changed.
He gritted his teeth and said,
"But the surrounding tribes …"
"Your Majesty!"
The chief high priest interrupted Bazan's words.
He slowly shook his head and said meaningfully:
"For Father God's plan, some sacrifices are necessary."
"The future of the half-orcs is bound to Father God. As long as Father God can become strong enough, even if there is only one half-orc left, there will be a way to rise up!"
"Father God … is our future!"
The chief high priest looked serious and determined.
After saying that, he added, "That's right.
"Of course, the news of the elves attacking other tribes must be kept a secret from the residents and the legions, so as not to shake the morale of the army …"
Sandstorm City was the central city nearby, and it was inextricably linked to the surrounding half-orc tribes. Many of the city's residents and soldiers stationed in the army even came from these tribes …
If they knew, it would be bad.
Bazin stared at him for a full three minutes before he finally let out a long sigh.
"Sigh …"
"Then … let's wait."
…
The higher-ups of the half-orcs finally made the decision to continue waiting.
But without the support of the half-orc army, the elves became more unbridled …
In the next three days, several pieces of bad news were delivered to Sandstorm City one after another.
The other half-orc tribes located behind Sandstorm City were also attacked.
Like the previous two tribes, the elves still emerged directly from the ground. They were powerful and easily destroyed these tribes …
In just a few days, eight tribes around Sandstorm City had been destroyed by the elven army.
These tribes had at least three thousand people, and the largest had as many as seven thousand people. The total population was close to fifty thousand …
Even though the Oracle King Bazan had expected such a loss, he still could not sit still and watch.
"The tribes around Sandstorm City account for nearly a third of the entire Death Desert's output … If this continues, even if we win, I'm afraid we will be depressed for at least twenty years!"
He said to the chief high priest worriedly.
"Your Majesty! Endure! At this time … you must endure! The final victory will belong to us! "
The chief high priest comforted him with a solemn expression.
However, the slight trembling of his beard also showed that his heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface ….
However, even this calmness did not last long.
Because after a few days, the news of the elves destroying the surrounding tribes finally spread in the city …
Along with the news, the higher-ups of the half-orcs decided to bide their time.
Not only that …
When this news became more and more intense, it eventually turned into a rumor —
The higher-ups of the half-orcs were afraid of the elven army. In order to delay the elves' attack, they gave up on the other half-orc tribes!
The higher-ups of the half-orcs … had fallen!
They had become selfish, cold-blooded, cruel, and cowardly!
When this rumor spread, Sandstorm City, which was originally somewhat peaceful, suddenly fell into a commotion!
Even the troops stationed there were in a bit of chaos …
The half-orcs respected the strong.
They … despised cowards!
"Bastard! Which bastard leaked it out! Who spread the rumor! "
Bazan looked at the information in his hand and was furious.
The half-orc soldier who passed the news could only kneel on the ground, trembling in fear and not daring to speak.
This time, even the chief high priest who was standing at the side fell into silence.
His face was also very unsightly.
Because these rumors were getting more and more outrageous, now there was even a hint of a True God. There were already voices in the city saying … that His Holiness the Father intended to abandon some of the half-orcs!
Although … it was not wrong in nature, some things should never be said because it would seriously affect faith!
"This can't go on! If this goes on, I'm afraid we won't even need the elves to make a move, our side will become lively! "
Bazan said in a deep voice.
The chief high priest also gritted his teeth:
"Damn it … How did it leak out?!"
And at this moment, a new piece of news reached the ears of the two Orc higher-ups …
"Reporting —! King, chief high priest! We caught the criminal who spread the rumor! "
The half-orc soldier said.
Bazan's expression turned cold, then he angrily said:
"Who is it?!"
"It's not one of us, but a black market merchant from the underground world who came to do business!"
The soldier replied.
"Merchant?!"
The Oracle King and the chief high priest were stunned at the same time.
"That's right! And … after we tortured them, we got even more information from them! "
"It's the elves … They paid a high price to spread rumors in Sandstorm City!"
Elves?!
Oracle King Bazan was slightly stunned, then his expression turned angry:
"Despicable! Shameless …! "
However, the half-orc soldier still didn't finish his words:
"Not only that … We also got some information about the elves!"
Information about the elves?
Bazan narrowed his eyes, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said:
"What is it?"
"The elves … seem to be buying magic materials everywhere, and according to the black market merchant … those materials seem to be used to build teleportation arrays!"
Teleportation arrays?
Oracle King Bazan frowned.
"They want to build teleportation arrays? Impossible, right? His Holiness the Father has already banned teleportation … "
He muttered to himself.
However, he stopped halfway through his words.
His body suddenly tensed up, and his face turned from red to white, then from white to green …
He clenched his fists, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, and his eyes became unprecedentedly dignified …
At this moment, he seemed to understand something, and his expression changed slightly.
Then, Bazan looked at the chief high priest.
At the same time, he found that the chief high priest was also looking at him.
The two's expressions were almost exactly the same …
"These damn, cunning long ears!"
They cursed almost in unison.
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