Chapter 108 - 99: The Beastmen’s Schemes (Part 2)

Chapter 108: Chapter 99: The Beastmen’s Schemes (Part 2)

"The power of the God of Titans is growing weaker."

The Behemoth at the head shook its head, with a look of concern.

"Yes!"

One after another, the Behemoths responded quickly.

For the Behemoths, the Enlightenment Ceremony of the God of Titans is the most important.

Everything else is not something they need to worry about.

As for the so-called inheritance place of the God of Titans, the Behemoth didn’t believe it at all.

Back then, the place where the God of Titans fell was under the control of their Behemoth race, so how could there be an inheritance of the God of Titans in the outside world?

It was simply because they were not paying attention.

The turmoil in the entire Beastman Territory was still spreading.

Particularly when it was found that the Behemoths were not involved, many Beastman Tribes couldn’t help but become excited.

As if they saw an opportunity.

At the same time.

In the dark caverns in the north of the Beastman Tribe.

Lines of eerie green light interweave.

This is the gathering place of the Werewolf Clan.

More precisely, it gathers the Tier Four Bloodthirsty Werewolf Clan.

Unlike the generally Tier Three Werewolf Clan, the Bloodthirsty Werewolf Clan belongs to Tier Four.

Although they are the most ordinary of Tier Four, there are generally only two or three Tier Four werewolves in their group.

But their intelligence is much higher than that of the Beastmen, and they are not inferior even compared to humans.

In the Beastman Tribe, Bloodthirsty Werewolves are known for being cunning and insidious.

No Beastman Tribe is willing to deal with Bloodthirsty Werewolves.

And at this moment, in the spacious cavern.

A massive altar presents itself.

Lines of blood extend into the surroundings.

Spreads across the entire ground.

At the very center of the altar, a Bloodthirsty Werewolf’s eyes turned blood-red, and its gray fur gradually turned blood-red as well.

"Quick!"

"I need more sacrifices!"

"Those damn Behemoths have no time to bother with us now."

"Go drive more Beastman Tribes to us."

"The great God Anubis needs more of our offerings."

A voice filled with excitement and fanaticism rang out.

"Yes!"

Below, several werewolves responded, their eyes also filled with excitement.

Even fanaticism.

A year ago, they surprisingly found the place where their god fell in the Northern Lands.

They even gained the power of Divine Revelation.

All it takes is enough blood as a sacrifice to summon their god.

This instantly stirred the entire Bloodthirsty Werewolf Clan with excitement.

This is their opportunity; if they can sacrifice to summon Anubis, then their werewolves will inevitably rise.

They might even replace the Behemoths as the new Uncrowned King of the Beastman Tribe.

And so.

A year ago, they already began to take action.

Until now, this action has finally begun to fully unfold.

Looking at those spreading lines of blood, the Bloodthirsty Werewolves couldn’t help but be filled with excitement and passion.

In the cavern.

Along with the figure of the Bloodthirsty Werewolf Leader.

Quickly more Bloodthirsty Werewolves emerged.

These eerie green figures began to drive more Beastman Tribes to assault human defenses.

Being only Tier Four Beastman Tribes, it should have been extremely difficult for them to mobilize other Tier Four tribes.

But they did not act directly.

Instead, they used enticement.

As for the means of enticement, it was extremely simple.

Without knowing when it started.

Some strange sheepskin scrolls began circulating among Tier One and Tier Two, even Tier Three, and Tier Four Beastman Tribes.

On these scrolls isn’t just a map called the Inheritance of the God of Titans.

There is also a Secret Technique called "Divine Revelation."

Supposedly, using this one Secret Technique along with a human woman can continuously produce clan members, enough to drive these Beastman Tribes mad.

Though the clan members born were weaker and less intelligent, it didn’t matter much.

In the Beastman Tribe, many levels are fixed from birth, and most cannot break through, just like the Behemoth is a Tier Seven Beastman, theoretically able to break through Tier Seven, whereas a goblin is only Tier Two, making it hard to reach Tier Three.

In this respect, quantity becomes crucial.

Secret techniques that can rapidly increase numbers naturally make them excited.

Even Tier Three and Tier Four Beastman Tribes couldn’t resist.

They didn’t even need the Behemoth’s urging, they swarmed towards human territories.

This also led to more Beastman Tribes appearing in the Northern Province of various kingdoms.

Massacres continue to spread.

The assault is continually expanding.

More areas in the Northern Province were turning into battlefields.

Initially, it was only in the north, but gradually the west also began to be covered by a large number of Beastmen.

The most evident impact on Thor was that the Beastman Tribes he encountered seemed to increase sharply.

Initially, it took over ten days to encounter a Beastman Tribe.

But now, he encountered two Beastman Tribes in just three days, though they were only Tier One and Tier Two Beastman Tribes.

For the Maine Alliance, the threat is almost nonexistent.

Yet, this seemed overly abundant.

Making Thor wear a serious expression.

Especially when he once again acquired from several Beastman Tribes a few more scrolls almost identical to those from the Minotaur, his brows furrowed slightly involuntarily.

"What on earth is this?"

He muttered to himself, looking at the sheepskin scroll in his hand, then glanced at a few identical sheepskin scrolls he had just retrieved from another hand, leaving Thor puzzled.

During this time, he took the time to study the Titan Language.

Unfortunately, no one who knew the Titan Language could be found in the entire Loren City.

In the end, he could only give up.

Originally, he thought the map was a Treasure Map, but how could a Treasure Map have multiple identical copies?

That would be a joke.

This naturally made him even more puzzled.

"I wonder, if I obtain a few more, will the daily intelligence provide some clues!"

He murmured, hoping daily intelligence might offer him some hints.

Beyond this, he had no recourse.

As for capturing a Beastman to translate.

That was wishful thinking.

He couldn’t understand the Titan Language, and likewise, Beastmen couldn’t understand his words.

It was impossible to translate.

Shaking his head, Thor tucked the scrolls back into his chest.

His figure rose.

By this time, the battlefield had already been cleared.

This time, they encountered a well-equipped goblin tribe, with strength only at Tier Two, and not very strong, with only two Tier Two Beastmen, quickly resolved.

Yet, the harvest was not small.

After clearing the battlefield, they gained numerous well-crafted weapons made by goblins.

While not as good as those made by goblins, for goblins being a type of goblin, the weapons they crafted were not bad, not inferior to human Alchemists.

With current weapons prices in the Northern Province, these could easily be worth five to six hundred Gold Coins, perhaps even more.

After all, in the current Northern Province, weapon and armor prices were increasing almost daily.

The price of Black Iron Armor at first was only twenty or thirty Silver Coins; even goblin-made Black Iron Armor wouldn’t exceed fifty Silver Coins. But now the worst Black Iron Armor prices had reached fifty Silver Coins, and were still rising—this was just Black Iron Armor. Brass Armor and Silver Armor had skyrocketed even higher.