Throne of the North.

Chapter 698 The Beastman Emperor (Part 4)
Twilight Province.

Ryan was somewhat surprised to receive the message from his own territory.

"The power of the gods has been bestowed upon this elephant-beastman?"

He couldn't help but look north. The battle cries from Twilight Fortress were already quite distant, and even he, with his legendary strength, could hardly hear them.

"So, this war really broke out under the will of the gods?"

It has only been a few years since the last full-scale orc invasion. Under normal circumstances, how could the orcs possibly have the ability to invade human land a second time? Of course, the workings of nature cannot overcome the will of the gods. If the gods intervene, everything can be explained.

"I wonder what kind of trouble the six royal courts of the orcs will cause this time."

……

The orcish royal family that Ryan was thinking of is currently in a bad situation.

Many orc tribes, whom no one had ever seen before, came to this land from the depths of the North, greatly squeezing the space of the royal family. No matter how powerful the six royal families were, they could not stop those guys whose brains were only concerned with their stomachs all the time.

In addition, the six royal families were plunged into great fear.

Why did the great gods not respond to us?

The royal family has performed sacrifices many times, but since the last invasion of humanity, none of their sacrifices have received a response from the great being.

This caused panic among the orc royal family, especially the Silvermoon Royal Court.

Without their king, they have fallen into a long period of internal strife, with the major clans constantly arguing. Due to the death of the Silvermoon King, the werewolves are now at the bottom of the six royal families. This time, the Behemoth royal family still wants to become the leader of the invasion against humans, and their first target is the werewolves, because the werewolves are currently weak and easy to bully.

The Behemoth King's plan was to gain the werewolves' recognition of his status, and then to gain the recognition of the other major royal families.

He felt it was perfect.

"Damn Behemoths, they actually want us noble werewolves to submit!"

Draco, the leader of the werewolf clan, glared angrily at the other werewolves and let out a low growl.

"What are you doing? Only by electing me as the new king can we fight against that damned Behemoth."

"Hehe, what are you thinking? Without the will of the gods, the Draco clan cannot become kings; the Silvermoon clan is the true royal family."

"The will of the gods? Ridiculous. The Silvermoon Clan has sacrificed so many of their people, yet the gods have never responded to them. I think they have been abandoned."

“We need a new king, and clearly I am qualified.”

Under the weight of a powerful legendary force, within this stone 'palace,' the werewolf clan still ultimately relied on strength to prevail. He wanted to defeat the challengers from other clans and naturally become the new werewolf king.

"Without the will of a great being, you cannot become a king. Damn it, how could this be?"

Many werewolves had no desire to fight, not only because they were not legendary, but also because the silence of the gods made them feel insecure, especially now that the Behemoth orc army was pressing in. Instead of going south to deal with the human empire, they came to bully their werewolf royal family.

“We have nothing to fear from them, and the Behemoth royal family has no chance of gaining the approval of the great gods.”

"It cannot become the new Orc King and lead the Orcs to invade human lands."

As with many days before, the infighting within the werewolf royal court was fruitless, and the leaders of the various clans parted on bad terms. This was an orc civilization quite similar to that of humans, and a rudimentary political system had already formed within them.

Legends are not absolute. The leader of the Draco clan never intended to use the power of legends to kill other competitors and become the new werewolf king.

This is what they perceive as a manifestation of wisdom.

However, none of the werewolves realized that time was not on their side.

Hundreds of miles away from the Silvermoon Royal Court, 'Bonebreaker' found the Terror Rhino Beastmen.

Unlike werewolves, whose large groups are divided into clans and tribes of varying sizes due to hunting needs, the dire rhinoceros beastmen are simply one large family, and this tribe has lived together since ancient times.

They even maintain their own hunting grounds, fishing, hunting, and even growing edible plants, all of which are unique food sources for the dire rhinoceros beastman tribe.

Of course, those who did these things were all ordinary rhinoceros beastmen. Their status in the rhinoceros beastman tribe was that of a slave class, and while the rhinoceros beastmen protected them, they also enjoyed everything that the rhinoceros beastmen had.

Most rhinoceros orcs are docile, but the dire rhinoceros orcs are fanatical believers in war. They invaded the borders of the Andara Kingdom several times in the past. If the Empire had not sent a large army to help them, the Andara Kingdom would not have been so resilient.

Moreover, the Dreadnought Orcs are also the first challengers among the six royal families of the Orcish family.

They possess both large numbers and powerful individuals, and have clashed with the six royal families quite a bit.

The decline of the werewolves in the Silvermoon Royal Court gave the leader of the dire rhinoceros orcs an opportunity. The tyrannical leader no longer wanted to be called a chieftain; he wanted to be called a king, just like the monarch of the southern humans.

Over the years, Savi, the leader of the Dire Rhino Orcs, has learned a great deal from humans. After returning to the North following the end of the war, he even implemented... reforms within the Dire Rhino Orc tribe.

The powerful fighting force and the mindless, obedient orcs made the reforms go very smoothly. In just a few years, the military strength of the Dreadnought Orc tribe rose to another level. Moreover, his biggest reform was to create a pure army and soldiers within the Dreadnought Orc tribe.

In the past, there was no difference between subjects and soldiers among the orcs, but now Savi has made some orcs no longer participate in the war, while others participate only in the war.

He also secretly dispatched the Dreadnought army and its people to harass the werewolf clans. The effect was remarkable. The werewolf clans thought they won more than they lost, but in reality, Savi saw very clearly that his purely militarized Dreadnought orcs had never lost a single battle.

This greatly inflated his ambition.

Savi's only concern now is the gods.

Without the will of a god, any orc would be terrified of any choice he made.

Conversely, if they have the approval of the will of the gods, then they can do anything.

Just then, 'Bone Shatter' arrived.

The red-skinned elephant-beastman looked at the dire rhinoceros-beastman leader in front of him, who was about the same size as him, and sensed the legendary power contained within the other's terrifying body.

After a moment of fear, Broken Bones became righteous and assertive.

"Chief Sawi, do you know? The great gods wish to see you become the new royal king."

Savi glared at the massive creature. In the orcish community, physical strength was often a direct indicator of combat prowess, and this was precisely why this elephant-beastman was qualified to be present within the dire rhinoceros-beastman tribe. However, he hadn't expected this elephant-beastman to be so weak. Savi felt he could crush the creature's heart with a single hand, without even needing to use his noble horn.

The leader of the dire rhinoceros beastmen's gaze turned aggressive. It suddenly felt that if this elephant beastman in front of it were to become food, it could be eaten for a long time.

“The giant mammoth tribe has been destroyed. You elephant-beastmen no longer have an ancient protector. You're just unlucky to have fallen into my hands.”

Savi opened his mouth and was about to pounce out to kill the Bone Shatterer in front of him, but the next moment, a hazy light spread out, and Savi stared in shock at the divine light emanating from the Bone Shatterer, his entire body stiffening in place.

"How can this be."

He was not complacent. As far as he knew, not only other orc tribes, but even the six royal families could not get a response from the gods. Why could this weak guy in front of him?

Savi wasn't stupid; he could sense that this power wasn't some great being that the weak orcs below could serve at will. Those orc tribes, who knew nothing, sometimes even served demons from the abyss, but the orcs themselves never cared about such things.

The orcs serve only six gods, representing the six great royal courts. Apart from that, the great gods are ever-changing, as the six of them may have thousands of names and thousands of different appearances.

Orcs don't understand these things, and great beings don't care about them either, but for a powerful orc race like the Dreadnoughts, the rules still have to be followed.

Savi sensed that the divine power within the Shattered Bones came from one of the great beings—the magical storm Funi. Legend has it that it traverses time and space, possessing an illusory will and a vague divine body. Some orcs can see its feathers, some can see its sixteen limbs, and others can see its tail that wanders in the deep sea.

No orc could see His full outline.

Savi's mind went blank. He didn't understand why, why the Bone Shatterer could receive the favor of the gods. But clearly, at this moment, Savi became less assertive. He withdrew his power and looked at the red-skinned elephant-man in front of him with some awe.

What an unusual elephant-man! Can someone with that color really survive in the North?

He quickly shook off the thought in his mind: how could orcs, blessed by the gods, not survive?

In the past, things like broken bones were not precious. The orc gods were different from the gods of dawn and light worshipped by humans. They would always descend and take away the offerings of the orc believers.

This process was filled with primal bloodshed and death; cruelty and devastation were the norm, which is why the orcs have remained like wild beasts for thousands of years, and their gods have always been frantically taking from them.

The orcs therefore revered such blood sacrifices.

In that era, not to mention the leaders of the orc tribes, even a small group of orcs making spontaneous sacrifices could attract the will of the gods.

Things are different now. Bone Shards have become rare, and it could even be said that they are now the only orcs who can still receive a response from the will of the gods.

Can it really do that?

Savi looked at Shattered Bones with curiosity. Shattered Bones seemed to have seen through Savi's little thoughts. Orcs, in this respect, were straightforward and showed everything on their faces.

“Chief Sawi, I need to offer sacrifices to the Great Lord. I need your tribe to choose the offerings, and the gods’ favor will fall upon us.”

"Don't worry, my friend."

Savi said directly, and soon, in the Dreadnought tribe, countless Dreadnoughts gathered together, staring fervently at the huge altar, watching the elephant-beast walk on their sacrificial ground.

Despite the dissatisfaction, the disappearance of the gods is the most noteworthy issue.

Broken flesh and scalding blood were piled up on the altar. The strong smell of blood and stench made Broken Bones' nose even more uncomfortable. However, Broken Bones was also extremely excited at this moment. The offerings brought by the Dreadnought Beastman were of such high quality that they completely exceeded the total of its previous sacrifices.

Among them were even some remains of the dire rhinoceros beastmen.

"Great Lord, Your devout believer, listen to Your will."

Bonebreaker was not an orc high priest; he had not received professional prayer training. Such behavior filled the priests in the Dreadnought orc tribe with rejection and anger.

But the world is just that unfair. The casual words of the broken bones are not important. What is important is that it offered a sacrifice, and soon, the great gods responded to it.

Countless dire rhinoceros orcs knelt down, including their leader, Savi, whose body trembled violently. The god had actually responded, even if this god was not the one the dire rhinoceros orcs served.

The divine power descended from the sky, falling in a vortex-like pattern. Bathed in it, Broken Bones felt himself become stronger once again. The increased power made him want to immediately return to the battlefield of the human fortress in the south. This time, he was determined not to be blasted away again.

"Damn humans!"

In the radiance of divine power, Broken Bone felt ashamed. But when the light faded, it looked at the groveling rhinoceros beastmen around it and felt an immense sense of satisfaction.

"Are you all willing to become believers in the great Lord?"

The booming voice of the Bonebreaker asked, and Savi kept kowtowing, as did the other dire rhinoceros orcs.

"Very well, Savi, on behalf of the great gods, I bestow upon you the status of royalty. From this day forward, the Dreadnought Orcs are the Dreadnought Royal Court!"

The sound of bones breaking excited Savi, who loudly proclaimed his devotion to the gods, and more offerings were brought up.

The broken bones were accepted without exception, and so was that great god, who descended time and again without hesitation.

Before the royal court of the Rhinoceros could calm down, the commotion caused by the gods descending their divine power had already attracted the attention of the distant werewolf tribes. The Silver Moon Royal Court was greatly shaken, and countless werewolves transformed into giant wolves, rushing towards the Rhinoceros Royal Court like a torrent.

"Savi!!!"

The legendary Draco roared, demanding to know what had happened.

In the past, a fierce war would have been inevitable between the werewolves and the dire rhinoceroses. After all, the dire rhinoceroses were the orc tribe closest to the royal family, while the werewolves were now in decline and only war, blood and fire could maintain the royal dignity of the werewolves.

"The great gods have granted the Terror Rhino Tribe a response: Your Silver Moon Royal Court is no longer qualified to be a royal family. The Terror Rhino Royal Court will now replace you!"

Savi roared, and thousands of dire rhinoceros orcs gathered together in a frenzy, ready to fight to the death for their god.

Savi's words completely confused the werewolves, and the next moment there were countless wolf howls.

Ouch——

The cruel howls represent the werewolves' rage; the dire rhinoceroses have dared to openly challenge their authority, and only death can crush their unrealistic desires.

But the next moment, the Dreadnought Beastman tribe was once again bathed in a vast divine light.

This scene turned all the cold-eyed werewolves into bewildered huskies.

(End of this chapter)