Yet she also warned that so races would be harder than others to capture. She also warned that the next deals might be double or even triple the amount of races delivered to the last ti.
Of course I agreed over all this. After all, I wouldn’t say no to more souls, bones, inventory loot, and even additional forces to help in the next war.
The thing here was which race should I let live and which was dood to die? I still had more worries about the way to kill them.
The last battle was big and took many hours from , almost ten hours. If she brought more of those races, then how much ti would I waste each ti I wanted to kill them?
These races were also slightly dangerous. Be it their numbers, their gods, their weapons, or their ranks and levels… I had to find a way to deal with them properly and without causing more trouble to myself.
“What about the people I’ll free from their gods? Will the death shrine abandon such a rare chance to expand its reign?” as Sith was already focusing on right now, and he didn’t bring this topic to the discussion table so far, I had to force him to agree.
[Do you think we can accept trash in our shrine?]
“These are the three races you specifically recomnded,” I wasn’t fazed with his answer, “either take them or I’ll look for another shrine or even another rival to you to take them in!”
[You are going to have another god support. Let him have these races. He is desperate need for followers for his cause]
“What caused it?”
[You’ll get it at its ti. Now stop nagging and let enjoy my mont of peace after this… you know]
“Know what?”
[You are pathetic!]
He didn’t speak again no matter how many tis I tried to annoy him. After calming down, I was surprised to discover this weird feature in my personality.
“Since when have I acted in such an annoying way? Damn you jumper! Is your attitude and personality contagious or what?”
I shook my head in helplessness before turning to see the agonising and twitching out of imnse pain forces of mine.
This ti I ended up with sixty-thousand races that could defy the punishnt exerted over by those bastards.
I still have a quest to punish them. I really wanted to do so. But first I didn’t know who they were, and secondly I didn’t know their nas!
“I’ll ask Fang about that later on,” I knew that informative dude would know the answer. If not, then I might use my magic and let Wryly ask his paragon instead.
[The gods of your Ultras are asking if you are ready to et their representative right now]
As I looked at the paled faces and arched weak bodies of my sixty-five thousand forces, I got this ssage from my channel.
“Give a minute,” I said before controlling my chariot, letting it move near the place of this force.
“Are you sure it’s only a problem in stat points?” Before doing anything, I turned to ask the five generals of mine.
And they all nodded in unison.
“Great.”
*Clang!* *Clang!* *Clang!*
I first thought of using the illusionist god essence but I refrained from doing so. This material was a source of a very high level of energy. I wasn’t sure if they could use it instead of stat points or the extra amount would be wasted.
So instead I sacrificed almost ten million of my stored stat points, forming five big hills of stat points. They were high enough to even exceed the altitude of my intermittently working chariot.
Just looking at the speechless expression over my five generals’ faces made chuckle in satisfaction. “Go, lead your boys to feast over these stat points and regain their strength back.”
“L… Lord… I… Is all of this… Ours?!!!” The shocking expression plus the stuttering way of speech from Seif made laugh at him.
He and the other four just missed drooling to add the final funny touch over this scene.
“Just get used to it,” I shrugged, “you are lucky to serve a mighty and generous lord as myself.”
I puffed my chest, enjoyed this mont of pride and showed off while the other five bowed in response, expressing their honest feelings of admiration and respect.
“Just go,” I urged them, “I’ll also keep giving you stat points whenever a new guest arrives. As for your god sponsorship, I’ll go and seek a solution right now.”
“Thanks lord,” I sensed their desire to ask about my next journey, yet they didn’t ask and only bowed again. Even if they asked, I wouldn’t tell.
Or to be precise, I didn’t have any information about the nature of the god I was going to et to begin with.
From the last words of Sith, I got the feeling that this god would be troubleso. It seed he had his own troubles, and that ant his troubles would end up being mine.
“I’m ready,” as the five generals disembarked my chariot, I made sure to spread my entire special forces of various warriors all around the place.
After all, I wasn’t inside the city. Hopefully no stupid foe would use this mont to co at or sothing.
If soone tried to act funny, he would end up facing herds of my forces.
[A eting place is prepared for the two of you]
[You can now pass through the portal and et the representative god of your Ultras]
*Fwoosh!*
In front of my eyes, a portal appeared like before and I simply passed through it. I hoped this eting wouldn’t last more than an hour, or else I’d lose one more thousand of my precious blessing points.
“Y… You…” yet the mont I passed to the other side, I couldn’t help but petrify in my place, feeling all my muscles contracted without exception. “What the hell are you doing here?!! How co you are here in the first place?!!!”
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