Chapter 425

Morani and the others had wine. It was not especially mellow, but at least it was strong enough.

Orcs liked strong liquor, even after becoming gods. But to gods, mortal liquor held little stimulation, so finding spirits strong enough to satisfy a deity was no easy matter.

Mo, the "Silent Warrior," had some such liquor. He had paid a steep price for it, buying it from some mysterious merchant in the Astral Realm.

Gods were not truly omnipotent. Sometimes, certain well-connected demigods could accomplish things even gods could not.

Of course... if it was a chief god of a great pantheon like the Lord of Glory, powerful in his own right and backed by a vast retinue, then there were probably no demigods in the world capable of what he could not do.

Mo treasured the liquor he had bought. Normally, he drank only his own home-brewed weak wine, bringing out those fine spirits only when there was something worth celebrating.

Today, naturally, was not such an occasion.

But for Sui Xiong and the others, it did not matter whether the wine was strong enough. So long as everyone drank happily, that was enough.

They drank and chatted, and as they talked, the subject turned to brewing.

"Brewing isn't actually that complicated," Sui Xiong said. "So-called strong liquor is nothing more than liquor with a higher alcohol content."

"That's true for mortal liquor." When it came to food, drink, and entertainment, Veye was the true expert. "Though I do not understand what this 'alcohol' you speak of is, no matter how pure mortal liquor becomes, it is ultimately limited. To us gods, even a mortal's gut-rotting poison tastes no more than 'a little stronger than usual.' Making us feel that scorching bite is no easy thing."

Sui Xiong froze for