Chapter 562

A few days later, something that shocked the world happened.

The Jellyfish God, Void Mask, produced a dossier and declared that the orc organization "Isis" had committed every conceivable evil, offenses intolerable to heaven itself, and would be exterminated.

He specifically stressed that by "exterminated," he meant slaughtered to the last man—not a single one left alive.

Those words brimmed with killing intent, enough to make one's hairs stand on end. For a time, who knew how many people who had done too many guilty deeds found themselves unable to sleep at night, tossing and turning for ages, only to be jolted awake from nightmares in a daze.

Everyone knew that His Majesty Void Mask was a being—ah, jellyfish—who did what he said. Since he had declared that every member of the "Isis" organization would be killed, then they would be killed, without the slightest discount.

Naturally, Isis's members lived in constant panic, each desperately searching for a saving straw. Other criminal organizations, meanwhile, became like birds startled by the mere twang of a bowstring. From their chief leaders down to their peripheral members, all threw aside the "work" at hand and tucked their heads in, wishing they could turn into turtles and pull their heads into their shells.

Though that would not actually do a damn bit of good, at least it made them feel safer.

After issuing this declaration, Sui Xiong swaggered toward the Orc Empire. Rather than teleporting directly as usual or racing through the skies, he flew close to the ground at an unhurried pace—roughly the speed at which someone riding a fast horse could keep up with him.

Many people found this baffling and could not understand why he was moving so slowly, but quite a few gods had already grasped his intent.

This was