Even after Kaven Mor the Mountain Shaman bounced around his cell like a two-hundred-pound baby in diapers for half a day, he still did not tell Angora the information he wanted.
After all, he was half a Chosen One — the Mountain Shaman was not a proper Chosen One, and the reason he was so impotent was entirely because the Lord of the Peaks had not been stingy with his divine power to strengthen his believers right after the duel began, making a last-minute effort. Half a Chosen One was still a Chosen One, and such people would have a higher position in the entire church. On the other hand, a deity like the Lord of the Peaks, who did not have a proper church, would appear as a village chief of a large hillfolk village.
Still, the threat of having a promiscuous (harmonious) relationship with wild beasts alone was not enough to make him decide to betray his allies. Stabbing allies in the back was not a big deal, since the hill-folk were bandits who did not understand propriety, justice, or honor, and their friends were to be sold in the first place. But now that two churches were at war and the conflict itself was related to the Lord of the Peaks, backstabbing allies under such circumstances was no different from betraying the Lord of the Peaks from a certain point of view.
That was precisely why he would grit his teeth and try his best to survive even if his reputation was ruined and his gill festered.
Still, that was within Angora's — or rather, Xi Wei's expectations. Hence, Angora read about other cruel tortures according to the reference materials of the quest, such as smearing honey on the soles of the feet and other itchy flesh, before having livestock such as goats lick the honey. It was a torture that would make people laugh themselves to death on Earth.
Another example would be burying a person underground, opening a hole in their head and pouring mercury into the wound. Since mercury was heavy, the person would struggle desperately under extreme pain and eventually crawl out of the wound like a cicada, leaving only their skin in the soil. That legend was most likely false since such tortures could not be carried out on Earth since people would die once mercury was poured into them and could not really crawl out of the scalp. Still, it should be noted that there were healing spells in this world. Even if there were no clerics willing to cooperate with such a cruel operation, Angora could definitely achieve the same effect with a few bottles of cola.
Similarly, the Death of a Thousand Cuts in this world was even crueler. After the person was tied up, they could slice off his flesh piece by piece, but they could use magic or potions to keep him alive. Just like that, they would be tortured in pain, but they would not die a quick death …
By the end, even Angora was starting to feel uncomfortable.
If it wasn't for his staunch faith and the fact that he had never done anything out of line, he might have mistaken the God of Games for some evil god that needed to be sacrificed.
He was glad that he didn't bring Vela with him. Otherwise, a girl like her would have nightmares even if she was much stronger than the girls in Tunaya who were weaker and weaker than the girls at the border.
The Mountain Shaman, Kaven Mor, crumbled at once. Eager to die, he bounced around his cell like he was playing on a trampoline, appearing to be having a good time in the eyes of outsiders. Finally, he gave up and spilled everything he knew, hoping for a quick death.
After obtaining the first-hand information, Angora quickly posted it on the Player forums and completed the quest Xi Wei had assigned him.
In fact, the situation wasn't complicated. In fact, it was simple and easy to understand.
There were only three hill-folk settlements near the Valla Empire that could threaten the Sky Horizon, the weakest of which was the large village led by Kaven Mor. There were less than three thousand qualified warriors in the village, and around eighteen hundred of them were captured by the Players in the battle just now. Of the remaining twelve hundred, almost half were killed on the spot, while the other half scattered and basically crippled.
Even so, when Kaven Mor attacked, the other two hill-folk settlements that were further away were rapidly approaching the Crookes survivor camp as well.
Those two settlements had a combined population of around twenty-five thousand, but there were no more than ten thousand qualified warriors. Even so, it would be troublesome if they really joined forces to attack the Sky Horizon. [Peep Reading Net]
The horrific difference in numbers would put the Players in a very disadvantageous position. Even if Xi Wei believed that the Players would not be able to kill the Elven Synchronized Intellect (SIN) if given time, let alone ten thousand, the wager this time was not about which side would be wiped out, but whether the Elven Synchronized Intellect (SIN) would fall!
Xi Wei had thought that the Sky Horizon was relatively safe after he added flight mode on a whim, but he somehow felt threatened now.
If the Players were suppressed, would the Lord of the Peaks' believers really have no way to reach the Sky Horizon that was hundreds of meters above the ground?
Pinning one's hopes on the enemy was undoubtedly reckless and foolish, a fact that both Xi Wei and Edward, the Players' tacit commander, knew very well.
That was why Edward planned to attack from two different directions, with multiple parties taking turns to harass and prevent the two hill-folk settlements from converging.
The reason was simple.
There was no telling if it was intentional or not, but almost every class Xi Wei had designed had a certain degree of DPS. Unless he deliberately added points, there was no pure tank or support in the truest sense.
That was why every Player was an expert in solo combat.
When the Players weren't suppressed in level and their opponents didn't have any special templates, it wasn't difficult for one Player to take on ten monsters of the same level.
Still, under the same conditions, the Players could win if a hundred monsters attacked ten Players at once, but it would be more difficult than fighting ten monsters alone.
Then, the two sides would double up, with a thousand monsters attacking a hundred Players at once. While the Players still had a good chance of winning, there would definitely be casualties.
And now, there were less than a thousand Players, and it was a pain in the ass to face ten thousand monsters at once.
That was precisely why Edward believed that it would be easier for the Players to face two armies of five thousand enemies than a legion of ten thousand enemies.
Moreover, if the Players attacked now, they would lengthen the frontlines. Even if the Players died in battle, they would have enough time to revive. On the other hand, the enemy's numbers were fixed, and every death meant one less!
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