Second Orc War (VIII)

"We must stop them. No—we must defeat them, in the name of the gods."

The Raven Monarch was truly frantic. It feared the divine artifact would dim, yet it had to borrow the divine power within the Orc Emperor. This was the foundation of the symbiotic relationship that had once existed between the Raven Royal Clan and the Behemoth Royal Clan. Every previous Orc Emperor had been a Behemoth Monarch.

"Blasphemers! Those damned humans once blasphemed the gods. Damn it, I finally understand why. Those terrifying monsters deep in the Northlands came to settle accounts with the humans who blasphemed the gods."

"We blocked their path."

"But now, we must win the war in the Divine Kingdom. Otherwise, the orcs will lose the knowledge bestowed by the gods."

The Raven Monarch's shrill voice roared without pause. Orc Emperor Shatterbone shook his head and gritted his teeth.

"I... I don't know what to do."

He was anxious as well. Only he himself knew that as the Divine Essences of the two Great Beings collided and intertwined above, the Great Being that favored him—the fantastical Storm Funi—was also affected. Because he served as the medium, Its Divine Essence likewise existed in this sky and land.

It had sensed the power of the other two Great Beings' essences and could no longer wait to devour them.

However, because It had not died and still possessed reasoning and consciousness, It had not descended by instinct.

This world was, after all, still the territory of the Lord of Dawn and the God of Light.

The Raven Monarch widened its eyes, the wings connected to its arms flapping continuously. It was at a loss as well. The Orc Emperor actually did not know how to use the power of a Great Being.

That was unreasonable. In