When Blackwater Sword Saint Firelick Carlrig finished writing the letter, it slit its own finger and squeezed out blood as a medium to summon a new Gray Shadow Avatar.
Using divided consciousness to control the avatar, it carried the parchment into a Tier 6 Stealth state and departed.
Having finished the letter, Firelick Carlrig rose briskly to its feet.
It leaped into the air and transformed into a cloud of black mist, vanishing from the spot.
Before long, it appeared beneath the [Blackwater War Banner (Wonder)] within the Blackwater Army Camp.
Before carrying out that plan, it still had plenty of preparations to complete. Not only did it need to dispatch personnel to the Blackvein Clan camp to set up war-banner beacons, but it also had to complete the prerequisites within its own camp to activate the [Blackwater Dead Zone] through the war banner.
The work seemed complicated, but it was not actually difficult.
The Blackwater Army had already begun operating at full speed. Everyone was taking part in the plan.
The dispatched Gray Shadow Avatar was also heading toward its destination. By its estimate, there were at least another two hours left for preparations.
The mysterious countdown hanging high in the sky was like a steadily dwindling death sentence to the Dark Orcs, but troop deployment involved a vast range of matters. On top of that, none of the four factions respected the others, and there were countless secret intrigues and schemes.
It was perfectly normal for time to be wasted.
It was impossible for the commanders of the four major Dark Orc camps to immediately set aside their past grievances after arriving, harmoniously mobilize their troops, and form a Dark Orc coalition army.
Firelick Carlrig did not find this surprising in the slightest.
Not only was it plotting