My profession panel inspires loyalty.

Secondly, there is the full-scale invasion, to which the Red Heart Society has poured even more resources and expectations, and the main strategy is to completely digest all the essence of the Sofia world during the invasion!

Compared to the former, the benefits of using the hind foot are significantly greater.

That place holds the key to a brighter future for a world of pure hearts!

Therefore, one by one, the Nine-Turn Professions of the Red Heart Society began to enter the world of Sophia, using the human empire to confuse the public.

[Because the World Will of Sophia is a relatively mature world will, possessing its own thoughts and intentions, it is like a chess player who is well-versed in the game, always ready to move the pieces and correct the world's deviations.]

Furthermore, it can directly impact the living beings of this world at crucial moments.

Therefore, in the Red Heart Society's plan, the will of the Sofia world is a major variable in the plan.

Based on the above principles, the will of the Sofia world must absolutely not be aroused by excessive vigilance towards the human empire and its actions.

This requires packaging all contradictions and conflicts in a way that makes them seem reasonable and in line with the basic laws of world evolution.

How to incite racial hatred?

How to ignite the powder keg in your survival space?

How to make conflict seem inevitable?

If the Human Empire is truly just a newly established regime, or even a weak nation struggling to survive under the pressure of numerous races, then perhaps it wouldn't be very familiar with all of this.

[It could even lead to other countries seizing the high ground in public opinion and guiding public opinion in the opposite direction.]

[But the battle of public opinion happens to be the area where the Red Heart Society excels the most!]

[Especially Lin Xue, who has experienced a memory of time and space, possesses wisdom like an invisible scalpel—precise, cold, and deadly.]

Under her orchestration, the calls for human empires to expand outwards were cleverly constructed into a series of interconnected contradictions: "historical legacy issues," "resource disputes," "religious conflicts," and "the inevitable conflict of 'living space squeeze.'"

Every action, every clash, even the "tragic story" of every fallen soldier, all pointed to the same conclusion under the guidance of the Red Heart Society's vast intelligence network and propaganda machine.

The deep-seated racial tensions are irreconcilable!

This is a war for the survival of our race, a fight to the death.

As the Red Heart Society's strategy moves forward, a growing number of voices begin to emerge within the Human Empire.

For the human empire to develop and become powerful, there is only one path!

[Send it out!]

Defeat the orcs, crush the elves, shatter the dwarves, and destroy the dragons!

[Today, a large number of our fellow human beings are suffering throughout the world of Sofia. As representatives of the human race, the Empire has a duty to fight for its people.]

These slogans, imbued with strong inflammatory rhetoric and a sense of collective identity, spread like wildfire.

[Especially with the help of the Red Heart Society, the local human beast tamers of Sofia, who had mastered the contract with extraordinary creatures, gained the confidence to seek revenge due to their increased power.]

The painful memories of being enslaved, driven out, and slaughtered for countless years are etched deep into their souls; the cry from the very core of their blood makes them instinctively want revenge.

The painful memories have never been erased.

At this moment, these past experiences, like dry tinder, have ignited, transforming into a raging inferno of hatred, rage, and frenzied fighting.

They yearn to control powerful, extraordinary creatures, to crush the walls of the orc capital, and to annihilate the high-ranking officials and nobles of the orc empire.

They hoped to use enchanted plants to entangle and burn the sacred Mother Tree of the Elves, and yearned to use the terrifying military might provided by the Redheart Order to shatter the mountain fortresses that the dwarves were so proud of.

The horns of revenge have sounded!

The advancing blade must be saturated with the blood of the enemy!

[Under the careful lubrication and fanatical instigation of the Red Heart Society, every component of the Human Empire's war machine began to emit deafening roars of war.]

While the human empire was in a state of heightened rage, in the throne room of the orcish empire—their mortal enemy and primary target of revenge—a contemptuous atmosphere permeated the capital city deep within the vast wasteland.

[As Bloodaxe Grom, Emperor of the Orc Empire and Lord of the Golden Clan, listened to the report from his intelligence officer about the emerging human empire on the border, his rugged and imposing face showed not a hint of seriousness, but rather a sneer of utter disdain.]

Human?

It's just a blood sacrifice!

Can a force composed of weak insects that can only burrow into the ground really be called an empire?

Calling them a kingdom is an understatement!

[A bunch of scum who took advantage of the gaps in the abyss's invasion, and while the stench of demons hadn't yet dissipated, hiding in corners we couldn't pay attention to, dare to declare war on us?]

A bunch of ants, not worth mentioning!

Looking at them even once is a waste of the great orc warriors' precious time!

After speaking, he glanced at the orc scout who had presented the intelligence.

Grom bluntly rebuked them, saying that they should have spent their time and energy on those damned, pretentious long-eared people in the west, and even researched a few of their art exhibitions.

[Or those smelly, hard, short, rocky hills to the north—any information about them, even the names of their favorite wines, would be more valuable than information about these humans who could be trampled to death at any moment.]

The arrogance of the orcish royal family was tangible; they viewed this emerging empire as a minor ailment, deeming even the slightest pressure unnecessary.

Thus, the vanguard of the human expeditionary force, secretly equipped with brand-new war beasts and runic weapons by the Redheart Society and fueled by deep-seated hatred and brimming with morale, encountered the Orcish Skullbreaker Vanguard at the border, instantly igniting the powder keg of conflict!

Pride and hatred clashed fiercely in that moment!

The Orcish Warband never imagined that humans, whom they considered mere ants and prey, would dare to launch a preemptive strike, much less that their attack would be so fierce, their equipment so sophisticated, and their tactics so unpredictable!

Compared to their outdated gang warfare tactics, the human empire's tactics appeared far more advanced; once the war began, it was a strike that seemed to transcend eras.

The human empire's first probing attack ended with the complete annihilation of the orc warband!

When this glorious battle report was sent back, it instantly sparked jubilation throughout the entire human empire.

[They really are powerful!]

[It turns out that the orc warriors, whom they regarded as high and mighty and incomparably powerful, still died a miserable death at their hands.]

Humans are not ants!

Humans are by no means cowards!

The orcish empire's previous oppression of humanity exploited the fact that humanity had not yet mastered the spark of civilization.

And now, the spark of civilization and the ideals of a sincere heart have spread throughout the human empire.

【empire!】

We need to avenge ourselves!

【empire!】

Revenge is needed!

Or rather, all humans saved by the Red Heart Society and subsequently incorporated into the Human Empire need to vent their pent-up anger through war.

After all, slaves and those who receive blood offerings have no human rights.

Anyone who witnesses their loved ones being devoured would feel an unparalleled surge of rage.

The human empire's desire for revenge against the orcish empire was incredibly strong even without guidance, let alone under the deliberate guidance of the Redheart Society.

Thus, a long-brewing, yet ignored, all-out racial war erupted on the border of the Orcish Empire!

Chapter 215 The Time to Invade the World Has Ripe

In March of the 136th year of the Extraordinary Calendar, the Orc Empire suffered a series of defeats under the offensive of the Human Empire.

The iron hooves of human warriors shattered the frozen earth, and the battle flag, burning with the will of the Loyal Heart Society, fluttered in the howling wind.

The once invincible orc empire is now tasting the bitterness of being humiliated and whipped by its former predators.

Under the precise, war-machine-like advance of the human empire, the orcish empire's defenses crumbled one after another.

[On the border, ancient totem poles symbolizing orcish rule were demolished by human engineering forces, replaced by human boundary markers deeply embedded in the earth, flowing with runic light.]

Three important provinces connecting the orcish heartland with the strategic borders—Iron Wasteland, Bloodclaw, and Howling Fury—successively fell to the iron hooves of the human empire's army.

The orcish legions, known for their ferocity, crumbled at the first touch before this unprecedented human conquest.

[Grom, the Orc Emperor, faced mountains of defeat reports every day, his once rugged face, which had looked down upon the world, was now filled with worry.]

Each urgent military dispatch was like a thorny branch dipped in boiling oil and salt, lashing him mercilessly at his once arrogant declarations.

He once sat on his throne and scoffed at humanity, comparing them to burrowing rats and ants, utterly unworthy of a laugh.

But now, these rats and ants have invaded his province, slaughtered his people, and their tyrannical policies, especially their unrestrained use of force, have enraged the orcish empire's leadership.

Even though the Orcish Empire responded forcefully, stating that for every Orc citizen killed by the Human Empire, the Orcish Empire would execute ten human slaves.

However, this statement received no response from the human empire.

Although it is cruel, the slaves within the Orc Empire are the most miserable, desolate, and suffering human slaves.

From the moment the human empire turned its sword against the orc empire, the fate of these human slaves of the orc empire was sealed.

Everyone is mentally prepared.

Therefore, the threat posed by the orcish empire was utterly ineffective in the eyes of the human empire.

Even after the orcish empire began slaughtering human slaves, the human empire's actions after breaching the orcish empire's defenses became increasingly brutal.

[Using every means possible!]

They wanted to make these damned orcs feel the pain they had suffered.

[In this process, it's inevitable that some self-righteous individuals will voice their opinions, claiming that orcs lack morality and ethics, but as the founders of the human empire, we need to have morality and ethics.]

[Does a dog bite us and then bite us back?]

In response to such comments, some people said that while he might not bite a dog, he would kill the dog that did bite him!

The radicals of the human empire severely injured him, gouging out both of his eyes.

[Afterwards, the radical said, "I'm a dog, I'll bite you, I hope you won't bite me back."]

[The orc killed his own family and friends, and ate his beloved family and friends.]

In the face of such deep-seated racial hatred, brutality becomes nothing more than a defining characteristic!

Anyone who claims to have abandoned cruelty and treated others with kindness is either stupid or evil!

In contrast to the radical and excited atmosphere within the human empire, the entire high council of the orcish empire was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.

The hall, once filled with roars and howls, is now deathly silent.

They racked their brains but could not understand: how could a group of humans scattered across the world, serving as slaves and food, transform from loose refugees into terrifying war monsters in just a few short years?

This force is as deep and untamed as an abyss, overwhelming and difficult to resist.

Their intensity, organization, discipline, and the technological equipment and tactical coordination far exceeding their comprehension completely overturned their understanding of the world's underlying rules!

What chilled the orcish empire's leadership and even the transcendent beings of the entire world of Sophia to the bone was that the human empire's power was not merely reflected in the crushing superiority of its lower-ranking units.

As the human army penetrated deep into the heart of the orcish empire, sweeping through cities and fortresses with unstoppable momentum, the orcs were finally forced to reveal their trump card, the one they relied on to intimidate the world.

[That is a pillar of the empire, a ninth-rank powerhouse, guarding the front lines of the abyss against the demonic corruption!]

Three ninth-rank orc warlords, carrying forbidden weapons capable of inducing celestial phenomena, attempted to extinguish the human offensive.

[Even a demigod shaman, preoccupied with the bloody battle on the front lines of the Abyss and unable to spare a clone, condensed a portion of his power and descended upon the battlefield across a distant spatial barrier in order to aid the Orc Empire.]

This should have been a game-changer in an instant; such terrifying power should have wiped out the entire human army, along with the land they stood on.

However, this demigod projection, powerful enough to shake an entire era, was precisely struck by a beam of light emanating from behind the human empire's army or from deeper within the void the moment it appeared on the battlefield.

The light might be an integrated array of magic beyond comprehension, or a terrifying creation highly condensed from the power of the world's rules; there was no earth-shattering collision, no protracted tug-of-war of mana consumption.

In a mere instant, absolute annihilation enveloped the demigod's projection.

The demigod projection, capable of altering the course of events and suppressing an empire, vanished into thin air.

This scene, like a divine punishment from the heavens, completely stunned all the observers high above the world of Sophia.

[Not only the Orc Empire, but also powerful forces such as the Elf Empire, the Dwarf Empire, and the Dragon Kingdom are now shocked by the power unleashed by the human empire.]

After all, among all the major powers, it's perfectly normal for humans to be at the bottom of society, even used as food.

But now, suddenly the slave class has risen up, and has even crushed the world's most powerful orc empire.

Even the usually composed Elf Queen was somewhat unsettled upon seeing the battle reports from the border front.

In July of the 136th year of the Extraordinary Calendar, the Human Empire's Expeditionary Army and the Orc Empire's Ironblood Army clashed in their most direct and direct battle on the vast Arnebe Plains.