The results are dismal and depressed.

A strong psychic shock swept through the orcs who were holding the ritual at the same time as the orc ancestor was defeated, and for these creatures with far more developed muscles and lower mental power, such a shock caused no less damage than someone hitting their heads directly with a sledgehammer. All the orcs hugged their heads tightly almost at the same moment, and the bursts of pain ** replaced the original crazy shouts, those who were strong could barely stand, and those women and children who were relatively weak lost their minds as soon as the mental shock hit and fainted to the ground.

Rhaegar hovered at the top of the cavern, silently watching the side effects of his battle with Knowens. It is clear that the rituals performed by these orcs are also part of the process of transferring the life energy, and through blood and long-term worship, the ancestors of the orcs have formed a strong spiritual bond with their people, and this connection is taken to the extreme in this festival of religious fervor, with the help of which Konovins greedily absorbs the life force that people unconsciously exude with the frenzied dance through the bloodline and long-term worship. These life energies may not be as good as those contributed by the sacrifices, but the energies from the same race and the same bloodline are far easier to transform than the latter. However, when the soul of the orc ancestor fell apart, this spiritual connection became a nightmare for all orcs - the huge energy generated by the disintegration of Konovins's soul almost all rushed into the minds of the orcs in the form of spiritual power along these connections, ruthlessly destroying their brains, the more devout the orcs were affected, and the orc elder who had been controlled was now lying to the ground, and his entire brain had turned into paste.

The orcs' plight did not arouse Rhaegar's sympathy—in the years they had slain ten times more intelligent beings than they had combined, and even the women and some older children had innocent blood on their hands. The geist glanced at the struggling orcs without feeling, and returned to his body through the stone door before the time to leave his body.

"How's it going to be there?" As soon as Rhaegar's physical body opened its eyes, Willy couldn't wait to ask, "Did they find you?"

Rhaegar waved his hand, and both of them landed lightly on the ground at the same time.

"A considerable number of them will never be able to get up again," he said, "and many more will become idiots, and the rest will lose the courage to fight forever," he told Willy in detail about what had happened inside the cave, but with some modifications to the course of the battle with Konovins, before adding, "In short, this mighty orc tribe will never be able to threaten the survival of the Chatullas from now on." ”

"So, we've fulfilled our promise with Norn?" Willy blinked her beautiful eyes, unable to believe that a seemingly troublesome task could be solved so easily, "You just destroyed a soul that existed for 10,000 years, and those orcs were damaged beyond repair?"

"In the world of magic, this is not unusual. "But we can't ask Norn to fulfill his promise just yet—remember, his purpose is to increase his prestige by destroying the orcs, and right now, a group of orcs who have lost the ability to resist will not be able to get him there." ”

He was the first to walk towards the passage from which he came, "We need to think of a proper solution to this matter, otherwise even if we can gain the friendship of Norn, a barbarian elder who lacks the necessary prestige will not be able to help us much." ”

As Rhaegar said, while the Orcs could no longer do any harm to the Chatula, such an outcome would not do Norn any benefit - people might be in awe of him for having a group of friends who could easily destroy the Orc Bandits, but that would not increase his prestige among the Barbarians, and even the people who had been ruled by Karan would become suspicious of him because of his status as a puppet of another group of outsiders who were trying to dominate him, and thus become hostile to the team.

"I have an idea," Willy said suddenly, "maybe we can do it another way." The beautiful samurai had a confident glint in her eyes and said her plan.

Seven days later.

Norn turned his back to the canyon where the orcs were, and looked solemnly at the hundreds of warriors lined up in front of him, the most powerful warriors from all tribes, and the most elite soldiers, although they did not know the purpose of the trip, when the noble elders selected them from the army that had been assembled to accompany them on a special mission, they did not hesitate to choose to obey.

"You are the best warriors," Norn's gaze swept over everyone in the group, "that's why you're standing here, but before I go on my mission, I think it's my duty to tell you about the contents of this mission in advance - this canyon in front of you is our destination, the lair of the orcs." ”

He paused slightly, observing the warriors' reactions, and no one showed signs of surprise or panic, much to the chatula elder's great satisfaction.

"According to what my friends have heard," Norn continued, "all the orcs in our realm are now in a mysterious cave deep in this canyon, and they are performing some evil ritual that, if successful, will resurrect the ancestors of the former orcs, and it will be a disaster for the entire wasteland. When he said the name of the ancestor of the orcs, a mixture of hatred and fear appeared on the faces of everyone present—for those who had suffered from the orcs, the owner of the name that was often on the lips of the robbers was undoubtedly one of the most hated and feared by them.

"We must stop this ritual," Norn then said to his men, though not yet with enough prestige, the status of the elder was enough to convince the loyal warriors of his word," However, we don't know what's in this canyon, and it's just a dream to attack with a massive force here, so you've been singled out, and as your elder, I'm going to join you on this mission, we only have this chance, and if we fail, in two days at most, the terrible ancestors of the orcs will return to this world. ”

He turned and walked towards the gorge with his scepter, "You can choose to stay or follow, but no matter what, your deeds will always be remembered by our people and our ancestors." ”

Still no one spoke, but all the barbarians followed behind their elders almost at the same moment, and they lined up in a long line and walked in an orderly manner towards the entrance to the canyon.

Haim stood on a certain mountain peak near the entrance to the canyon, looking down at the movements of the Chatula below, and on either side of him, the rest of the team watched silently.

The air suddenly rippled like ripples on the water, and then a tall figure appeared beside them.

"It's all arranged?" said Haim to Rhaegar who had just met with his friends, "Are you sure those traps will work?"

Rhaegar nodded slightly, his face showing a tiredness that he couldn't hide—for the past seven days, he had shown that he had been in contact with Norn, deliberating and working out every detail of his plan, and then busy with all sorts of arrangements in the orc's lair, even a powerful mage of his might not be able to withstand such constant toil.

"I've fixed the trap that Konovins had set up," the geist said, "and I've added a few more spells that look powerful to the Chatula." Under the influence of my magic, the orcs who have not yet been slain will wake up at the same time that the barbarians step into their caves, and instinct will drive them to attack the invaders, but with their physical strength at the moment, they will never be able to defeat those elite warriors. As for the resurrected orc ancestor," he paused, then said, "The evolved Merr will please everyone." ”

Haim shrugged, his long time together convinced him of the abilities of the mage in front of him, especially the evolved monster he mentioned at the end...

The elf turned to look at the Chatula warriors as they streamed into the canyon, "I hope they won't be frightened by that monster." He whispered.

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