"Warriors of the orc clans! Charge forward! Charge!! Charge!!! Kill every human you see! Their wealth belongs to you! Their women belong to you! Their children will become your tender, delicious little snacks! Kill them, kill them all—let their heads become your marks of merit! I shall grant supreme glory and rewards to the bravest warriors!"
The moment Rhein revealed himself directly before the foreign races, their vast army went utterly mad. This was a war destined to be bloody, destined to be frenzied, destined to wipe out all reason! When a god appeared before his believers, the only things that could remain were the most primitive bestial instincts and desires!
Millions of Odin Temple clergy, along with millions of shamans and elders from the foreign tribes, began chanting spells at the same time. With all manner of strange bone knives and stone blades, they sliced open their wrists and let their blood spill onto the ground. They burned a portion of their soul origins, offering their blood and souls to their gods in exchange for a powerful return of divine power!
Tens of thousands of foreign gods manifested in the void at once, yet they did not strike personally—after all, such actions were forbidden by the agreement of the gods. They merely answered their believers' prayers in silence, burning their own divine power to bestow powerful divine arts upon those who prayed to them with devotion.
Divine light of every color poured down from the sky. Tens of millions of beams, thick and thin, bright and dim, descended from above, and the foreign races charging at the forefront erupted in earth-shaking cheers. The foreign gods had bestowed immense power upon their believers, multiplying their combat strength severalfold, tenfold, even a hundredfold.
Several hundred giants from the Odin Icefield saw