The fisherman druid is in another world

Chapter 768

The Grey Orcs' seemingly clumsy yet skillful combat techniques greatly exceeded the expectations of the high-level superhumans.

The skillful use of earth elemental power is not uncommon, but when it touches upon the power of earth elemental laws, it becomes extremely difficult to deal with.

Moreover, the high-level superhumans also sensed the power of the other party's soul through the other party's extraordinary control.

This strength lies not primarily in quantity, but in the level of precision.

The high-level transcendent individuals suspected that this level of refinement had surpassed the enhancement that skills could provide, and was more like the result of the full development of innate potential.

Thinking about this, he couldn't help but curse himself for his bad luck.

After all, for the Grey Orcs, those with a Soul Talent are an extremely rare breed, one in ten thousand, and those who can develop it to an extremely high level are even rarer.

Grey orcs are already physically strong, and with the addition of their weaker souls, they are absolutely superior and can easily defeat their peers.

Just then, Lota's momentum clearly increased.

In fact, this was the gray orc's true talent, which Black Robb called 'Blood Boil of Confrontation'.

As the name suggests, intense combat can activate Lota's hormones, which interact with his supernatural power to generate a special secretion with effects far exceeding adrenaline, greatly enhancing his attributes.

This naturally synthesized secretion is not as potent as external substances like alchemical potions; it is more compatible with this body and has no side effects.

Black Robo has naturally been specifically developed for this purpose, which greatly increases its upper limit. The only downside is that its existence time is measured in seconds. If you can't stack buffs to continuously increase its effect within the time limit, it will quickly drop.

Therefore, this is a passive talent that is very suitable for unleashing devastating power in bloody battles.

Black Rob deliberately made himself as visible as possible, mainly to intimidate his opponent and quickly stop the fight.

He had already noticed that the city guards' best fighters were on their way.

As far as he knew, the general rule of Moon City, like most dungeons, was that sins that were not exposed could be treated as if they had never happened.

Applying this rule to the present, if the conflict can be stopped quickly, then as Zaken just said: a private settlement can be reached without official intervention.

Conversely, it's easy to find yourself in a difficult situation. No matter which side the official representatives side with, the matter will escalate.

Black Robb wasn't intimidated. He boasted that even with just Lota's account, if he were willing to employ guerrilla tactics, he could easily turn Moon City into a bloodbath until it could no longer operate normally and completely collapsed.

The question is whether it's worth it.

After all, he had become accustomed to weighing every choice from a perspective of self-interest.

He was well aware that such a mindset was abnormal, even pathetic.

But all he could say was that people have different circumstances, and there were reasons why he became who he is today.

Besides, it's not that he's completely devoid of feelings.

If loyalty is also a condensed emotion, then at least he loves himself and is willing to give his true feelings to the original person, regardless of gains or losses, even at the cost of his life.

Therefore, he doesn't admit that he has no feelings or doesn't understand love. What he admits is that his special background and epic mission give him ample reason to be stingy with his emotional investment.

Therefore, he was free from all concerns, able to sit idly by and watch others die under the pretext of 'respecting their fate,' and could slaughter them at will without considering the basic rights of the living beings who died by his sword.

Just like now, the high-level superhuman opposite him has no grudge against him. He was bribed by a memory crystal ball and intervened in the conflict with unclear circumstances. It is impossible for him to claim justice. However, if this high-level superhuman does not know when to advance or retreat, he would not mind using the next attack to wipe out the other party's life.

The exchange just now had given him a fairly intuitive understanding of his opponent's combat strength. Based on his experience, he was confident that he could kill his enemy with a single move.

Of course, the opponent must cooperate. If the opponent does not devote more than half of their energy to the attack but instead focuses on defense, it will be very difficult for him to succeed in one strike.

However, things then developed in the direction that Black Rob had hoped for most.

The high-level superhuman did not use the dome as a springboard for a second dive attack.

Instead, he spun around, and the small cloak released a black wind that swept him away in a whooshing sound.

The howling wind was clearly not just the sound of a whirlwind, but more like some kind of secret message being whispered in the wind.

As expected, after hearing the sound, Zaken was initially filled with resentment, but then his gaze toward Lota was filled with intense fear.

Clearly, the high-level superhuman who had slipped away provided some professional-level combat analysis, giving Zaken a more intuitive understanding of the strength Lota had displayed.

A few breaths later, the city guards arrived, at least three of them, all of whom were at least master-level combatants.

The leader was a dark elf swordsman whose scar across his left eye added to his ruthless and fierce appearance. He said coldly, "What are you doing blocking this place?!"

Black Rob remained silent; at this point, it wasn't his place to speak on behalf of the victim.

Barend stepped forward, presented a crystal card, and said with a smile, "It's just a friendly exchange of etiquette. Please forgive any disturbance."

The dark elf swordsman took the crystal card, sensed the gold coin value marked inside, glanced sideways at the gloomy-looking Zaken, and finally fixed his gaze on Lota, saying meaningfully, "Moon City is not one of those small settlements. There are strict rules here, and the official warbands are a gathering of elites. Don't think that just because you have some tricks up your sleeve, you can act recklessly!"

Upon hearing this, Lota's armor transformed into golden light and dissipated, and his dragon-headed spear returned to its staff shape, which he then inserted into the pouch behind him.

Then he smiled, shrugged, and didn't say anything more.

This stance is already a decent step forward. After all, the group of official retainers, or rather, guest elders who came here are quite perceptive. They know that if they really went all out, even if they could kill Lota on the spot, they would probably have to exchange one or two lives for it.

In a one-on-one fight, those of them who rely on power, whether in terms of ambition or the ability to fight to the bitter end, cannot compare with the lone wolf type of the same level who runs their own gang.

Therefore, their lives are their own, and they don't want to casually enter into a killing spree.

Of course, if the target is not strong enough, they will not mind showing off their power.

After all, the risk is low, and there's still profit to be made.

In short, bullying the weak is the mainstream approach, while the weak confronting the strong is usually ridiculed as "weak without realizing it, overestimating their own strength"...

For this reason, Zaken ultimately did not dare to use the official forces to take action in the name of his family.

To be honest, the scarred-eyed dark elf swordsman who led the group had already secretly made contact and offered a considerable sum of money, promising the other party a hefty reward if they were willing to help or even intervene at a crucial moment.

However, in reality, there are still hidden limitations to this practice of bribing officials.

For example, you have to be proficient in your professional field.

The area of ​​expertise for the Extraordinary Power Guest is, of course, combat.

However, the combat power displayed by the gray orc Lota was too much for these extraordinary guests to handle.

Zaken couldn't imagine what would happen if the Dark Elf Swordsmen were beaten badly, and the nearby trading area was also affected, which might attract the Silvermoon Battle Group.

That would not be a matter of losing money to avoid disaster, but would expose the Oblos family's conquest of the Elan family.

Although the ruling family of Moon City, as well as other families, already knew about this.

But as the saying goes: crimes that are not exposed can be treated as if they never happened.

Once it's brought into the open, then sorry, Oblos's actions have failed. Under the pressure of justice, if Oblos doesn't confess, he'll be ganged up on.

Therefore, Zaken had no choice but to endure it.

This interim result is something that all three parties involved, except for Zaken, are happy to see.

Barend's goal was simply to fulfill his mission and gain a reputation. Black Rob, on the other hand, was paid to do his job, and he wanted to complete the task with minimal cost; he had no desire to get involved in the power struggle between the two major families of Moon City.

Official advisors, on the other hand, value their duties and practical benefits.

Their duties involve their long-term livelihoods, so as long as they don't make a big fuss, they don't have to fight to the death.

The real benefit is to gain advantages through the matter; the bribes given in advance by the Oblos family count, as does the tribute offered by Barende just now.

If the goal is to gain more without taking any risks, then the best course of action is for the Elan family to receive its supplies and for the rivalry with the Obros family to enter a new phase. At that point, both sides will inevitably have to make some concessions to the Elan family.

Conversely, if things escalate at this point, and the Oblos family goes all out, accusing others, they might have to give back the bribes and suffer some consequences.

Therefore, the best outcome at present is, of course, a peaceful ending, while the Oblos family suffers a bit.

Who told them not to anticipate that the merchant transporting emergency supplies for the Elan family would hire an extraordinary expert to oversee things?
And just like that, the incident, seemingly simple, was over.

The Elan family actually had shops and staff in the trading area.

However, the overall situation was very unfavorable to them, and the losses of combat personnel were particularly severe in several rounds of covert fighting.

You could even say they've been beaten so badly they're unable to leave the house.

Take the shops in the trading area as an example. The moment they dare to leave, someone will storm and set them on fire, and then pay someone to take the blame.

Personal grudges, arson—this kind of case wouldn't harm the Oblos family in the slightest.

Conversely, once the handover is completed, the Elan family members will definitely encounter numerous obstacles if they want to deliver the supplies.

That's different now.

Although the shops are located in the commercial district, which can be considered outside the city, they are subject to broader standards and specifications precisely because they are considered outside the city.

Many shops are built like fortresses.

Although the Elan family's shops weren't as conspicuous, they still had high walls for patrolling the inner perimeter, sturdy watchtowers, and heavy courtyard gates. Inside, there was a separate well and a magic circle...

If there are enough skilled fighters to defend it, the Oblos family would need to deploy top experts and be prepared for heavy casualties if they wanted to take it down without alerting the city guards.

Furthermore, the pressure on the main branch of the Elan family will be alleviated due to the mobilization of combat personnel from the Oblos family. What new variables might occur then is another matter.

Black Rob naturally ignored all of this.

Despite the Elan family's warm invitation and the considerable rewards they promised, it didn't really satisfy him.

He didn't care for gold, silver, rare resources, sacred artifacts, or divine weapons.

Of course, if someone were willing to agree to an outrageous deal like Barend's previous demand for three million Radiant Gold Coins, he wouldn't necessarily refuse.

However, even if the Elan family had the courage, they probably didn't have the wealth.

So, Black Rob controlled Lota to complete the employment settlement with Barend and regain his freedom. Instead of leaving immediately, he checked into an inn in the Moon City trading district, ordered a sumptuous Moon City specialty meal, and after washing up, enjoyed the scenery of Moon City while eating.

Of course, this is Black Robb using Lota to enjoy life and relax appropriately.

The Baron's memory information obtained from the previous transaction had already been given to the extraordinary AI for sorting out. Black Rob wouldn't read it directly, but would extract the useful essence in the end.

He now has the means to play this cognitive filtering game.

At the same time, it is also necessary to have awareness of prevention in terms of cognition.

After all, even gods cannot escape the fundamental logic of gain and loss. Compared to before he officially became a god, his mind is now open.

Although he possesses a powerful spirit and is protected by a series of authority, his real opponents are no pushovers either, and might just use certain pawns to launch a few 'mental dirty bombs'.

Even if one's mindset isn't severely corrupted, being persistently haunted like a leech is definitely not a good thing, as it will likely lead to the leakage of information related to one's own field.

Therefore, his main soul is now very careful and does not easily exchange information.

As the saying goes, a capable person is never short of work. Before Lota had even finished his meal, someone volunteered to take on another job.

Black Rob initially didn't want to accept, but the offer was too much, making him sigh: "People die for money, birds die for food."

As for whether it's too much, how much exactly?

To put it simply, the advance payment alone is enough to create three legendary-tier Reaper Oberon.

If I receive the full reward, I'll have more than enough to create another Twilight's End (a pseudo-god level)!

This is actually a major reason why Black Robb, knowing that the underground races played an important role in the Night God's grand plan, did not choose to wage a large-scale war of conquest.

Due to its unique characteristics, the underground world's process of becoming less magical is inherently slower than that of the surface world.

In addition, the population is relatively small and the various forces are relatively scattered, so unlike on the surface, a large amount of extraordinary resources are used for fighting and killing each other.

In addition, relatively speaking, they suffered less from the ravages and destruction caused by the gods.

In short, when it comes to extraordinary resources, the subterranean races are generally richer and more abundant than the surface races.

Originally, talent and technology were the weaknesses of the subterranean tribes. With a small population base, there were few talented people, few engaged in basic research, underdeveloped technology, and a lack of knowledge and backwardness.

But Night God will change all of that.

In order to obtain extraordinary resources, the Night God Society opens its doors wide, selling all kinds of technologies.

This is why Night God was able to infiltrate so deeply and infiltrate so effectively the various alchemical factions.

Ultimately, it all comes down to interests; loyalty also comes at a price.

The large quantities of extraordinary resources, as well as the sensitive and rare extraordinary resources, could easily touch the nerves of the major alchemical forces. However, their source was entirely different, drawn from the hundreds of races underground, rather than scraping off pieces of the large pie made by the major alchemical forces. This is why the Night God Society remained undetected for a long time.

In other words, the plague caused the tide to recede, making it clear whether someone was swimming naked. In addition, Black Rob's actions were ruthless, often involving annihilation and soul-searching. Coupled with bad luck, this led to their exposure to Black Rob's sight.

After synthesizing, analyzing, and confirming the known information, Black Rob realized that if he used his usual method of sweeping through the underground tribes with basic attacks, the rebound force could cause huge losses to his puppet army, and might even trap him in a quagmire.

Therefore, his roundabout strategy was out of necessity. He couldn't afford to make any more enemies. He focused on attacking the Chaotic Staircase first, while putting the Night God Society aside for now. As for the Underground Hundred Races, he would patiently infiltrate them.

Given the xenophobia of the underground races, the first step in infiltration would naturally be for him to personally take over and possess a body that was originally part of the underground races, thus opening up the situation.

Then naturally, more clones will enter and take their place.

The Grey Orcs were a gap he considered after careful selection.

On the one hand, we can leverage the strengths of our extraordinary biochemical technology to create a bunch of muscle giants without seeming overreaching.

On the other hand, the Grey Orcs evolved psionic powers, which makes it reasonable to explain the prevalence of psionic powers within their system due to the need for remote command and real-time communication.

Furthermore, the generally low intelligence of the Grey Orcs is clearly good news for the Soul-Phantom Puppets. After all, compared to normal intelligent beings, Soul-Phantom Puppets already possess a somewhat dim-witted and foolish nature, so playing the Grey Orcs and relying on their natural acting style is sufficient.

In short, Black Robb plans to take over when conditions are right, at least by establishing a Grey Orc tribe underground before launching his invasion campaign; otherwise, the efficiency would be too low.

Against this backdrop, the ability to quickly accumulate his first pot of gold becomes a true test of his skills.

As a result, the mercenary model of "people die for wealth, birds die for food" has reappeared.

It really proves the saying: making money is nothing to be ashamed of!
(End of this chapter)