Throne of the North.

Chapter 722 The Second Orc War (Part 8)
“We must stop them, no, we must defeat them, in the name of the gods.”

The Raven King was extremely anxious. It feared that the artifact would become dull and lose its luster, but it needed to borrow the divine power within the Beastman King's body. This was the source of the symbiotic relationship between the Raven royal family and the Behemoth royal family. Every previous Beastman King had been a Behemoth King.

“Blabulation, those damned humans, they have blasphemed. Damn it, I finally know why. Those terrible monsters deep in the North, they have come to settle scores with the blasphemers.”

“We are blocking their path.”

"But now we must win the war against the divine kingdom, or the orcs will lose the knowledge bestowed upon them by the gods."

The Raven King's shrill voice roared incessantly, and the Orc King, Shattered Bones, shook his head and gritted his teeth, saying:

"I...I don't know what to do."

He was also anxious. Only he knew that the divine origins of the two great beings above him were colliding and intertwining, and the great being who favored him, the magical storm Funi, whose divine origin, because he had acted as the medium, also existed in this sky and on this earth.

He had already sensed the power of the other two great beings' origins and was therefore eager to devour them.

However, because He did not die, and He still possessed reason and consciousness, He did not descend according to instinct.

This world is ultimately the domain of the Lord of Dawn and the God of Light.

The Raven King's eyes widened, his wings, which were connected to his arms, flapped incessantly. He was also bewildered; the Orc King didn't even know how to use the power of the Great Being.

This doesn't make sense, it used to be...

That's not right either. The previous Orc Kings were all Behemoth Kings, and because each generation was a Behemoth King, a lineage had been formed within the Behemoth Kings through bloodline inheritance.

Just like the bloodline of dragons, once a Behemoth king reaches adulthood, he will be able to master countless extraordinary knowledge.

This includes the secret passed down through generations of how to use the divine essence within the body of the Beastman King, who at that time is the embodiment of the gods.

This generation of orc king... it knows nothing. It is not a Behemoth orc, but an elephant orc that it has never heard of before.

"damn it!"

The Raven King cursed. Orcs weren't so good-tempered as to suppress their anger and dissatisfaction, but as the wisest among the orcs, the Raven King still had a way.

They coexist with the Orc King.

As the Raven King flipped through the book of artifacts, his eyes darted around in confusion. Finally, the book stopped at a page that depicted an ancient and rough crown, and an ancient orc king raising his scepter and howling, commanding countless orcs.

"look into my eyes."

Raven King raised his head and met the bewildered Orc King Shattered Bones' eyes. In that instant, Raven King used himself as a medium to link forbidden knowledge deep within Shattered Bones' soul.

"This is... the authority of the orcs."

"Have favor on your servant, esteemed master."

The Raven King collapsed to the ground, its body seemingly deflated. It was no easy feat for it to bear such forbidden knowledge.

Meanwhile, the Broken Bone's eyes were shining. It excitedly gripped the wooden scepter in its hand. This was not an ancient, inherited scepter, but because it held the essence of divinity, it became a medium for carrying divine power.

Broken Bones already knew what to do.

On the battlefield of Hot Spring Fortress, the Dreadnoughts roared as they brutally tore through the armor of the human soldiers before them with their single horns. They savagely charged forward with their clumsy hands and bodies, and secret runes appeared and disappeared on their single horns, revealing the extraordinary abilities they possessed.

The war at Hot Springs Fortress was far more bloody than the war at Twilight Fortress. Without the added obstacles of mountains and rivers, the humans on the battlefield relied on the ingestion of magical potions to unleash extraordinary power and stimulate the explosive force of their flesh, resulting in a primal clash with the savage bodies of the orcs.

Grand Duke Russell mobilized imperial troops from two surrounding provinces, but they were unable to completely halt the orcs' attack.

"Humans, I'll eat you!"

The ferocious dire rhinoceros orc opened its blood-red maw, which was already stained crimson with blood and filth. Just as the dire rhinoceros orc was about to bite off the shoulder of the soldier in front of it, the secret runes on its horn spread across its entire body at a terrifying speed. The next moment, the dire rhinoceros orc kicked away the human soldier who was about to stab it with a desperate counterattack dagger, and let out a beast-like roar towards the sky.

The immense force left the human soldier dizzy. He stared in shock at the short sword in his hand. This was a standard weapon crafted by countless artisans gathered by the empire, specifically designed to fight tough creatures like orcs. But now, it was broken.
Did those craftsmen cut corners, or was he just unlucky enough to encounter evolved orcs?

The soldier had no time to think, as the immense force had shattered his internal organs. The potion kept him conscious for a brief moment, but the next moment, other orcs surrounded him, and the soldier felt a sudden darkness before his eyes.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the dire rhinoceros orc warriors abandoned the human soldiers who were right in front of them and began to run wildly on all fours, charging forward.

Amazingly, as these dire rhinoceros orcs ran, the frost-covered grass beneath their feet turned into gray soil. They disappeared from the battlefield of Hot Spring Fortress in their frenzy and appeared in the illusory divine kingdom above their heads, charging straight towards the Bauhinia Knight Legion.

Tens of thousands of dire rhinoceros orcs formed a massive army, their momentum overwhelming. However, the Bauhinia knights opposite them stared expressionlessly at these dire rhinoceros orcs. As they approached to within about a thousand meters, all the Bauhinia knights held their longswords upright in front of their chests.

Extraordinary radiance reverberated around the wrist and hilt of the sword, and a majestic aura gradually emerged.

This is one of the Empire's six top extraordinary legions; they can do far more than just be knights.

On the divine land beneath their feet, countless bauhinia flowers bloomed, and as the sea of ​​flowers spread, the bauhinia flower army began their charge.

"For immortal glory!"

With booming voices, the Bauhinia Knights, this extraordinary legion, transformed into a purple light and charged towards the Terror Rhino Beastmen. The moment they clashed, countless Terror Rhino Beastmen were smashed to pieces. A few lucky ones managed to remain intact and were sent flying into the air, but when they landed back on the ground, they were met with the trampling of iron hooves. The barbs on the Bauhinia vines pierced deep into their flesh, devouring the Terror Rhino Beastmen's life force.

These dire rhinoceros orcs didn't even have time to scream or feel the pain before they were trampled into mud by the iron hooves of warhorses. The fewer dire rhinoceros orcs who were far from the Bauhinia Knights' charge did not feel their 'luck' at all.

They were enveloped by the indestructible vines of the Bauhinia flowers, like a spider web, and were tightly sealed in this sea of ​​flowers. After a few minutes, the massive body of the dire rhinoceros was slowly smoothed out, and all its vitality became nourishment for this sea of ​​Bauhinia flowers.

Where will the nutrients appear? Of course, in the bodies of the Bauhinia Knights. They fight with increasing ferocity, and vitality constantly surges within them, allowing them to sustain themselves through battle and never tire.

This is what makes the Bauhinia Legion so terrifying. They don't have the elementalization abilities of Grand Duke Rodrigo's Elemental Legion, so they die easily if killed. They also can't traverse nightmares like Grand Duke Meyers' Nightmare Knights, crossing thousands of miles in a single day to reach distant lands.

The Bauhinia Knights are the closest thing to humans in terms of flesh and blood, but in battle, they are the most inhuman.

An endless stream of vitality allows the tireless Bauhinia Knights to fight until the end of time. Theoretically.

This extraordinary legion is almost at the third stage of the extraordinary legion. At that time, even without the gem coffin, they will be able to traverse the void and easily appear in the divine kingdom, just like the royal Sun Corona Legion.

The war in the divine realm is not optimistic for the orcs. The orc king, Shattered Bones, has not stopped squandering his divine essence; he is mastering this forbidden knowledge.

So, when the Bauhinia Knights defeated the Terror Rhino Orc army on the battlefield of the Divine Kingdom, a large number of enemies appeared before them once again.

Behemoths are powerful beings, each possessing extraordinary evolutionary abilities, while the Behemoth Knights of the Behemoth Royal Court are the elite class within the Behemoth race.

They are the extraordinary legions of the Behemoth Royal Court, and the most terrifying enemies humanity has faced time and again when confronting orcs.

The towering Behemoth orcs rode their colossal beasts and charged toward the Bauhinia Knights Legion, howling. Under the will of the gods, the orcs had no concept of death or fear; killing these humans was their fanatical and singular goal.

On the other side, the other four royal court orc armies gradually appeared on the battlefield of the divine kingdom, densely filling the already not-so-spacious divine kingdom.

At Hot Springs Fortress, Grand Duke Russell finally stopped hearing the whispers in his ear. He was originally going to face the power of the artifact alone, but the opening of the battlefield of the divine kingdom meant that the artifact wielded by the Raven King no longer had the power to focus on him.

"When this war ends, the divinity of the Bauhinia Legion... will be further enhanced."

Grand Duke Russell stated that he had decided on this war of the divine kingdom from the very beginning, and that no extraordinary legions other than the Bauhinia Knights Legion were allowed to participate.

Grand Duke Russell did not invite the extraordinary legions of other noble families, not out of kindness, nor out of arrogance that he believed the Bauhinia Knights Legion would not be depleted.

This war of the divine kingdom, of course, came at a price, and its end also brought benefits.

The price, of course, was the death of the Bauhinia Knight. War always brings death, even for a member of the Extraordinary Legion.

And the benefit is divinity.

The divine essences of the two great beings intertwined and collided, annihilating each other. This scattered divine essence will be absorbed by the surviving Bauhinia Legion, making the Bauhinia Knight Legion stronger once again.

The Bauhinia Legion had already gained some advantages in the previous war in the Kingdom of Nantes, which led to the Bauhinia Knight Legion's combat power reaching a new level in this war of the Divine Kingdom.

Is there no risk in continuing to grow stronger?

Of course there are. Every war like this involves gods. Great beings possess great power. The ascension of the extraordinary legion is about competing with such beings for food. How could there be no risk?

One defeat means total defeat. Not only will the superhuman legion be wiped out and become history, but the nobles connected to this superhuman legion and even the world in which the superhuman legion resides will also suffer the wrath of the gods.

The royal family of the Kingdom of Andara is the best example.

The old king caused the entire Extraordinary Legion to be wiped out in some otherworldly plane. All members of the Andara royal family suffered a terrible bloodline curse, becoming isolated from the Extraordinary, and the royal family's prestige plummeted.

And this result is only because the gods they wanted to target were the remains of dead gods, and only a part of the bodies of dead gods.

If the Bauhinia Knights fail, the Russell family will not fare much better.

Fortunately, all the gods involved in this war of the divine kingdoms have died, whether it is the great being behind the artifact held by the Raven King or the temporary divine kingdom created by Duke Russell with a coffin made of divine blood.

After their death, the power they possessed was limited; these two divine primordial powers were merely instincts.

However, this time Archduke Russell miscalculated somewhat.

There exists a third great being on this battlefield, when the Orc King uses the unlimited divine power bestowed upon him by the great god to frantically guide the Orc warriors into the divine battlefield at the top of the sky.

The great being who favored the orcs and instigated this war—Fony—revolted.

The great being, who had been thirsty or dormant for many years, completely lost its rationality when it saw delicious food right in front of it.

A magnificent, vast, and boundless aura began to permeate the air, not only in the sky above the Hot Spring Fortress, but throughout the entire continent of Norris.

He is coming.

He wanted to enter the world of Norris, devour the two dead divine sources, and reverse his weakened state after awakening.

The very origin of the world trembled, and countless beastmen emanated terrifying blood-red light from their bodies. The great being they served was approaching, and they were too close to their god.

The first to change was the orc king.

The crimson elephant-beastman's muscles were torn open, his ferocious flesh churning and rolling. His already imposing bone fragments became even more massive, his teeth sharpened, and within his torn flesh, the power of a storm was gathering. His eyes were becoming sharper, his pipe-like nose was covered with vicious barbs, and feathers were gradually growing on the surface of his limbs.

The orc roared madly, but inside the orc's body, the red fox-man was the true form. It felt unparalleled pain. Amid the orc's roar, a shrill scream accompanied the fox-man's shattered bones as it pleaded in agony, begging the great being to end its suffering.

The distortion of the soul was terrifying. The fox-man was almost suffocating in the flesh and blood of the elephant-man until, at a certain moment, the fox-man's soul melted away as if it had short-circuited.

Roar--! ! !
The crimson elephant-beastman had grown wings and its body was over ten meters tall. Its eyes were blood red, and it looked down at the world with an incomparably magnificent posture.

The gaze of the gods!
In that instant, both orcs and humans at Hot Spring Fortress lowered their heads. This was not their own will, but instinct—the instinct of body and soul—that prevented them from raising their heads in the face of a great being.

At this moment, all life realized that a great deity had descended upon this place.

Please please me.

Mortals are not entitled to hear the words of the gods, but they can sense them.

As the words of the gods fell, a storm swept across the land, engulfing the waters beneath the earth, the broken soil, and the snapped trees. The storm had no origin, and the arrival of the gods made this place His kingdom.

The true divine kingdom is surging towards the 'mirage' at the zenith from all directions in the form of a storm.

(End of this chapter)