No Secrets, No Darkness

Most importantly, the gray-shadow avatar before him, representing the Blackwater Sword Saint Firelick Carlrig, not only spoke clearly but laid everything out in an orderly manner, explaining all the stakes with perfect clarity.

Although Zong Shen wished nothing more than for the Dark Orcs to hold each other back and wallow in mutual inaction—and for the countdown to move faster—there were limits to such things.

The countdown was not only crucial to Zong Shen's challenge; it was equally significant to these Dark Orcs.

It was a set of scales. Zong Shen needed to remain alive after the countdown reached zero while ensuring that the [Central Stone Pillar] was not destroyed.

The Dark Orcs, meanwhile, needed to eliminate Zong Shen or destroy the [Central Stone Pillar] after the countdown reached zero.

When the countdown reached zero, it would bring different meanings and outcomes to both sides.

The Dark Orcs might have chosen to lie flat for now, but as time passed, they would begin to feel a growing sense of urgency.

When that time came, the Dark Orcs would no longer hold each other back. More likely, they would swarm forward together!

Even if they did not cooperate with one another, the four major camps happened to correspond to the four directions around the territory.

Pressure would come from all sides, leaving Zong Shen no room to catch his breath.

He would have to endure the attacks of hundreds of thousands of Dark Orcs from every direction.

That was absolutely not what Zong Shen wanted.

Therefore, Firelick Carlrig's words were not without reason. While the Dark Orcs were still locked in a stalemate, taking the initiative to strike and eliminating as much of one camp's living strength as possible was the best possible choice.

There were still more than twenty hours