Ember Dragon

Chapter 680: Gruumsh!

An ancient and desolate war song sounded, echoing across this devastated land, and the momentum of the one-eyed orc became more and more astonishing.

The moment He appeared, a terrifying and chaotic spherical force field suddenly appeared in a radius of several thousand meters centered on the One-eyed Orc, even annihilating the thermal shock wave generated by the nuclear explosion.

Poisonous black rock flowed out of the cracks in the rocks, and streams of highly toxic liquid gushed out from the ground. This was a sign that a certain god was coming to the world.

The dragon riders hovering in the sky finally couldn't hold on any longer. They fainted one after another and fell straight down from a height of thousands of meters.

However, the orc ignored them completely. His eyes passed over the dragon riders and seemed to see the huge figure hidden behind them.

“Arrogant red dragon, your insignificant empire is about to be destroyed because you have provoked a true god!
From now on, you will be the enemy of billions of orcs in the multiverse. We will wage an endless war against you. I will destroy your homeland, wreck your land, and slaughter all your people!"

The voice of the one-eyed orc roared like thunder, filling the wilderness. It was louder and more violent than the previous explosion, and it also revealed a kind of shocking sense of power - it was an oath containing divine power, an oath of a racial god to his enemies.

In an instant, from the 1st floor of the Abyss to the 666th floor, from Avernus to Nessus, from the Unrestrained Wilds to the Noisy Sky Tunnel...
In this magnificent multiverse, whether it is the orcs who are still fighting, the orcs who are fleeing, or the orcs who are slaughtering civilians, such an order has emerged in the hearts of almost all orcs.

——The Burning Empire is their common, mortal enemy! Cassius, Klauber, and Noricius are their enemies!
In a corner of the Wilderness, an outer plane caravan from the Burning Embers Empire was trading with an unknown orc tribe. They were exchanging pots and pans for metal ores and orc slaves, and the two sides were talking quite harmoniously.

But at this moment, the expressions of those orcs suddenly became ferocious, and their eyes were full of hatred and murderous intent when they looked at the caravan, as if these were their natural enemies.

"You are from the Empire!" "Fight to the death!" "The will of the Father!" The orcs roared and roared, waving their spears and axes, and rushed towards the Imperial caravan.

"These orcs are crazy! Kill them!" With some panicked orders, the caravan guards skillfully raised their guns and aimed. For a moment, the sound of gunfire and the wailing of orcs echoed, and the valley was filled with pungent gunpowder smoke.

Such scenes also appear in various dimensions where imperial people appear. At this moment, hundreds of conflicts are taking place simultaneously.

In some planes, the Imperials can rely on their advanced weapons to slaughter the Orcs, while in other places, the Orcs can rely on their strong physique and numerical advantages to tear the unprepared Imperials into pieces.

Just like the orcs' innate hatred for elves and dwarves, after this order was issued, all orcs developed an instinctive hatred towards the Burning Empire - even though they were in a foreign world and might never have seen an imperialist in their entire lives.

And their children, their descendants, will be born with a nature of hatred for the empire, and when they see a dog of the empire, they will have the urge to kick it.

As the Old Testament says: Love what God loves, and hate what God hates.

This is the supreme authority of a race's main god! He only needs one command, one look, or even one thought to make the entire race hate the same target!
Only the orcs and half-orcs native to the empire can block the influence of this oracle and barely maintain their sanity, but the nature of the orcs still makes them unable to stop the urge to disrupt order and kill themselves.

If this continues, they may very well become enemies of the empire and crazy haters.

Just a few words could have caused such a huge impact, the identity of the one-eyed orc was naturally self-evident -

He is the powerful watcher, the sleepless one, the one-eyed one, and the undisputed leader of the Orc pantheon - the main orc god Gruumsh!

At this moment, after the Inav Valley was tragically bombed by a nuclear bomb and the green-skinned orcs were almost extinct, at Solo's final prayer, the orc god finally descended in the form of an incarnation and walked on the earth!
Gruumsh looked around and saw that the field after the explosion was littered with orc remains, most of which were carbonized, and only charred skeletons could be seen.

Even though he already knew everything with the authority of the Lord God, after seeing such a tragic scene with his own eyes, an uncontrollable rage still burst out from the eyes of the God of Orcs.

He cooperated with the Abyss and paid a heavy price to create the "Chaos Orcs" to conquer the material plane, but they were killed completely by the Burning Empire, with almost no one left!
How dare they do this!

How dare that red dragon do this? It is simply declaring war on the entire orc race!

A few months ago, He paid special attention to the red dragon, and admired and approved of its actions of slaughtering shield dwarves and repelling Dumathoin's incarnation. He even tried to form an alliance with the Burning Empire.

But Gruumsh never imagined that the red dragon would be so arrogant! He was willing to offend both parties at the same time and greedily eat up the city!
Gruumsh had seen too many dragons like this who possessed great power but defied the gods over the long years. They often died in madness - and he was certain that Cassius Klauberu Norikius would be the next one.

Along with Gruumsh's rage, scarlet gales swept across the land, surrounding him for dozens of miles, washing over everything like ocean waves, containing the power of chaos, violence, and evil.

As long as mortals see the scarlet light from afar, endless fear will arise in their hearts. If they are caught in it, they will faint. Hares and gophers with weaker minds may even be frightened to death.

And if one were to be in the center of the realm and see the eyes of Gruumsh's incarnation with one's own eyes, even a legendary monk with an extremely strong will would have his legs tremble and fall to his knees under the intense pressure.

As for mortals?

I'm afraid that before I even get close, I'll be washed away by the aura of divine power in the fields of chaos, evil, hatred, war, etc., and turn into a madman on the spot, or even have my brain explode.

Gruumsh frowned, staring angrily at the remains of the orcs, raised his spear, and pointed the bloody tip to the sky.

Then, He opened and closed His mouth, and uttered an ancient, rough, and resentful orcish language from the depths of His throat—"An orc will never die before he kills his enemy."

Before the voice fell, the lost souls wandering in the air descended one after another, looking for their bodies.

Under the spell of the Orc God, dark mist appeared out of nowhere and spread across the earth. The remaining orc spores also gradually gathered, causing the remains of the orcs to gradually revive.

But even so, the orcs at the center of the explosion could not be resurrected. They had been completely evaporated by the horrific explosion and turned into molecules in the air. Not even a trace of residue could be found.

Even if Gruumsh took action, only less than 20% of the orcs survived, which added up to only a few hundred thousand.

“Father God.”

"Damn you Imperials."

"I'm going to kill them, kill them."

Amidst the murmurs of anger and resentment, tens of thousands of orcs picked up their weapons and slowly crawled up from the ground, their bodies covered with hideous, charred scars.

These orcs had long since died in that tragic explosion, but under the power of Gruumsh, they were resurrected! In the realm of the orc god, they even became taller, stronger, braver and more fearless than when they were alive!
Gruumsh pointed his bloody spear straight to the south: "My warriors, come back and take revenge on the Burning Empire! Kill all their people!"

In an instant, the wasteland began to boil again. The resurrected orcs cheered and roared wildly, rushing madly to the south.

"boom!"

With a spear in his hand, Gruumsh took a step forward and walked tens of thousands of meters. The space around him was shattered and distorted, and the scarlet domain also moved instantly with his steps, which could be called a moving disaster.

In just a few steps, he led the resurrected orc army to move hundreds of miles to the north of the Blackrock Mountains, returning to the battlefield filled with craters and debris.

A dozen miles away in Avenderdan, or the Dragon City, the officers and soldiers of the empire looked at the approaching and overwhelming scarlet area in the distance with some panic.

"Look!" "What, what is that?"

"Orcs. How is that possible? We have almost killed all the orcs! How come there are still so many?"

"Damn it! Such a terrifying pressure, it actually gives me the feeling that His Majesty Cassius is here. Who, who is that?"

Under Gruumsh's pressure, even the most loyal and brave imperial warriors could not help but tremble in their legs and shudder in their hearts, because it was an instinctive fear of the superior.

And at the top of the city wall, there was a loud "bang" and the telescope in Dror's hand fell to the ground, and the crystal clear lens suddenly shattered.

The hobgoblin general suddenly fell down, his whole body shaking violently, blood flowing from his tightly closed eyes, fear, anger, hatred and other emotions intertwined on his face.

The moment he saw the one-eyed orc in the distance, great fear and hatred surged in Dror's heart, as if a sharp awl was piercing his eyes.

You must know that the Orc pantheon and the Goblin pantheon have been fighting for tens of thousands of years, and the fear and hatred of Gruumsh are engraved in the hearts of every goblin creature.

A burly body, black armor, a blood-stained spear, and the most iconic one eye.

Almost in an instant, Dror confirmed the identity of the orc and became extremely panicked and anxious.

Hearing the noise in the tower, the hobgoblin guards stationed at the gate immediately rushed in with guns raised, and asked anxiously: "Lord Dror, what happened?"

Dror wiped the blood from the corner of his eyes, calmed down, and ordered in a deep voice: "Go, find Lady Misha, and ask her to contact His Majesty immediately. Be sure to tell her that the God of Orcs has descended into the world!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Hearing this, the earth elf guards were all shocked, and there was a storm in their hearts. They quickly agreed and rushed to Misha's residence like a flash.

At this moment, Misha had already sensed the coming of the god, and had already begun praying to her master, the Emperor of the Burning Empire, Cassius, with worry in her golden eyes.

She clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and prayed in a low voice: "Master of the Burning Empire, King of Thunder and Fire, my Supreme Lord"

Unlike gods like Dumathoin who tend to be neutral and have their own bottom line, Gruumsh is a chaotic evil being, similar to the demons of the abyss, and always acts without regard for the consequences.

Faced with the empire's slaughter of orcs, this evil god will absolutely stop at nothing to retaliate!

Moreover, Gruumsh is a god of great power. Even if he is suppressed by the main material plane, he can easily destroy a city with a wave of his hand even if he is incarnated in the world!
If His Majesty Cassius does not take action personally, the Dragon City will surely fall, and the imperial army stationed here may even be wiped out!

Misha's guess was correct - Gruumsh was preparing to completely destroy the city in order to demonstrate his supreme power.

In the past, Gruumsh would never dare to act like this, as it would not only deplete his power, but would also cause rejection from the main material plane.

But now, the world is in turmoil, disasters are constant, and even cracks appear in the space membrane. This is the most chaotic time of the era change! It is also an opportunity for gods like Gruumsh who live on war to rise!
At this time, the gods of the elves and dwarves were basically restrained by his allies in the abyss, and he could finally destroy Avendeldan and shatter the barrier of the Blackrock Mountains, leaving no obstacles for the orcs to move south!
Gruumsh reached out and pulled a massive iron torch from thin air. He held it aloft.

Accompanied by a crisp sound of the air bursting, it began to burn fiercely, with a wild flame of red, black and green colors intertwined.

Now, his spear is stained with the blood of the elves, and the eternally burning torch illuminates his remaining eye.

"Foolish imperial people, you submit to a ridiculous reptile, but you don't realize that you have angered the real gods.

And this will bring you——destruction!”

Gruumsh's face was stern, his muscles bulged and veins protruded. He suddenly threw the blood spear, and the tip of the spear pierced through the torch and soared into the sky carrying endless flames!

"Thorn-"

The blood spear pierced the air, tore through the sky, and flew tens of thousands of meters into the sky. The power of the Orc God made it continue to stretch and thicken, and it expanded into a giant spear a hundred meters long in just a short moment.

The giant spear fell rapidly from the sky, bringing with it a bloody hurricane, raging flames, and the pressure of divine power was as heavy as a mountain.

Before the giant spear pierced the Dragon City, the buildings in the city collapsed, hundreds of imperial soldiers died on the spot, and one after another two-legged dragons fell to the ground wailing.

There were spellcasters in the city who wanted to escape, but were horrified to find that under the influence of divine power, the space within a hundred miles was in chaos, like the sea in a storm, which would be torn into pieces if one was not careful.

The imperial officers and soldiers in the city looked up at the sky with fear and despair on their faces. Such a power was beyond their ability to shake.

"Cassius above"

"No! Is this the power of the Orc God? Are we going to die here?"

"Everyone, don't panic, His Majesty will definitely show up! He will defeat the orc god!"

Some people were panicking, some were waiting for death in despair, but more people firmly believed that the emperor would save them, and they were trying their best and using all means to save themselves.

"Quick! Listen to my command! Activate the third-level protective force field!"

"Hurry up and activate the magic circle inside the city wall and start the advanced exorcism wall!"

"Deploy the rainbow light wall!"

"All Imperial Mages present - join me in building a High-Level Otiluk Exorcist Barrier!"

In the eyes of the people of the empire, the giant spear dragging flames grew larger and larger, almost piercing through the sky and the earth, turning the city into ruins.

The indestructible magic shields and barriers in the sky were powerless under the influence of divine power and were easily torn and penetrated.

As layers of defense were broken, the despair in people's eyes grew more intense.

"Roar--"

At this moment, a shocking dragon roar resounded through the heaven and earth, the space above the city was torn apart, and raging flames appeared in the space crack - and a huge dragon claw.

Suddenly, a fanatical and hopeful light appeared in people's eyes.

(End of this chapter)