"Great King, are we really going to help those Bewitching Stones this time?" In the open-air black hall where the Ghost Crow King resided, a Level-5 ghost crow descended and could not help asking the Ghost Crow King.
The Crow Clan had always been the embodiment of bloodthirst and brutality. They had never once helped others, much less possessed a habit of lending a hand.
Mobilize the Ghost Crow Army, head to an alien battlefield, and take part in a war that had little to do with them?
As far as the Level-5 ghost crow remembered, its king had never done something so thankless and laborious, even if the Bewitching Stone King had reluctantly agreed to reward them with two Micro Planes afterward.
"Idiot, of course we are not simply going there to help."
"Caw caw, I do not take that Law Contract signed with the Bewitching Stone King seriously. Once it has been washed with Filthy Blood, that Law Contract has only limited binding power over me."
"Once the teleportation passage is established, you and Grey Feather will rush through first and seize the teleportation node."
"We will use the Bewitching Stone World as a node to encircle the Hidden Wave Azure World once more."
"Caw caw, how could the souls of Elemental Creatures possibly intoxicate us more than the souls of Flesh Creatures?" The Ghost Crow King sank into blissful intoxication.
Within the jet-black hall, the piercing caws of other Level-4-and-above ghost crows rose and fell in succession.
By the fifth year of the war in the Bewitching Stone World, Saine led part of the Half-Orc legion away from the Bobolu Plane and headed for the Bewitching Stone World.
Eugene's original suggestion had been for Saine to lead part of the legion to conquer the last Micro