The Situation After Being Hampered [Seeking Subscriptions]

The grudges between the Dark Orcs doomed them to never unite closely.

Of course, one point had to be emphasized: whether the Dark Orcs were united or divided represented two entirely different levels of challenge. Imagine a savage Dark Orc army numbering over a million, with several Legendary-rank experts holding the line.

Even an ordinary Great City on the Endless Continent might not have been confident of stopping them.

No matter how strong Zong Shen was or how well he had developed among the lords, he had yet to reach the level of a Great City.

Therefore, the tangled grudges and feuds among the Dark Orcs were most likely an arrangement of the Lord System as well.

With the Dark Orcs restraining and counterbalancing one another, the overall challenge difficulty happened to match Zong Shen's strength.

As though it had all been matched perfectly by some unseen force.

Suoluoduo Redbone chose to lie flat without the slightest hesitation.

It would rather drag things out until everyone died than take the lead and become a stepping stone for others.

To the west of Zong Shen's territory lay Dark Orc Attack Camp No. III, the camp of the Blackvein Clan.

Things there had completely gone to pot. Mogeluo Ga Blackvein had accepted Firelick Carlrig's suggestion.

It could not even be bothered to assemble its troops. It merely ordered every unit into alternating rest shifts: half the soldiers would remain on combat alert while the other half rested, rotating every four hours.

This ensured that, at any given time, half the force could complete its preparations and assembly within half an hour.

The countdown in the sky continued to tick away, but for someone as thick-nerved as Mogeluo Ga Blackvein, it was still far from the point where it felt any urgency.