Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

Chapter 822- Strength Of The Rimeblood Tribe (2)

"That is to be expected. Who told you to rush in like that without thinking? If the demon of the east was so easy to deal with, do you think our kings would need to make an alliance and all those preparations?" Gish-Bolg talked some sense into Drovos.

"You are right. What do we do now? That woman beside him is clearly more powerful than us. There is no way we can win. Should we leave?"…

 "I wish things were that easier. Don't you find it strange that the demon is being so well received by the harpies?"

A look of realisation appeared on the slow witted Drovos.

 "Was the queen of the harpies defeated by the demon?"…

"Could be, or it could also be that the Queen of the harpies have changed sides. No matter what's the case, it is a serious issue that our kings should know about. If the queen of the harpies has betrayed us, it means that all our plans and strategies have been leaked to the enemy"

This was the worst case scenario that Gish-Bolg thought of. Being the seven kings of the forest, the Black Ogre king naturally saw the queen of the harpies as a potential ally and revealed much information regarding the alliance and the attack on the dungeon to her.

However, who would have known that the queen of the harpies was already conspiring with the demon of the east?

"What?!! If it is as you say, then we should leave immediately and inform our kings" Drovos urged, urgency could be seen on his face.

"Calm down and think clearly. Now that we know the secret about them working together, do you think they would allow us to go away just because we wish to? Of course not, see around you, we have already been surrounded by the high levelled harpies. One wrong move and we will be barraged by their attacks"

Gish-Bolg calmly observed his surroundings. At this moment, he could see harpy soldiers and numerous aerial monsters stationed around all the surrounding peaks. Evidence that they were not getting out of this scot free. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

 "Then what are you suggesting? Are you telling me to just sit back and let myself be killed?" Drovos grunted.

"Nobody is telling you to do that. What I am telling you is to be prepared, depending on the situation, we might even have to use our subordinates as shields and expandables".

"What are you two murmuring over there? I believe you still haven't answered my question"

Just as the two were making some kind of plan, Simon interrupted them releasing the powerful intimiation of a Demon Earl. The two envoys were immediately pressured by his aura and were forced to shut their mouths.

 "It looks like you won't speak up easily. Well, that is alright with me. I have many means to pry open your mouth"

Simon grinned, just as he was about to bring out something from his space ring, from the corner of his eyes, he saw the indigo horn of the black ogre shine, before they raised their hand and pointed at him.

 "Attack!!"

Gish-Bolg shouted. Immediately, all the black ogres standing guard behind him sprang into action.

 "You all attack too. Show them the might of the Terraquake Rhinos". With the two envoy leader giving their orders, all the black ogres and terraquake rhinos charged towards Simon with all kinds of attacks.

 "This… you dare make a scene in my territory"

Melinda spoke with a sour mood. She was just about to give commands to her subordinate to intercept their attack when Simon stopped her with a gesture of his hand.

"There is no need for you to move. This is a perfect opportunity to test their strengths" He pointed at the beings behind him. Melinda turned her head and saw some really bizarre creatures that she had never seen before in the mix among the entourage that he brought with him.

"I believe your name was Berisol? You will be the leader, take command of the others and intercept the enemy"

Simon randomly assigned one of the Rimeblood Tribe that he had an impression of from the previous battle, as a leader.

"Your wish is our command, Supreme Lord"

The orc named Berisol stood before all the other Rimeblood tribes and led them into battle. Thus an intense battle erupted at the peak of the rock mountain sending forth extreme shockwaves that shook the mountain and dispersed the clouds.

Whether it be the Black Ogres, Terraquake Rhinos or the Rimeblood Tribe none of the races was inferior to the others. Strength and level wise, they were on the same stage and were a close completion for each other.

The difference set in their individual race, the Black Ogres were a race that was proficient in agility and magic, and the Terraquake rhinos were built for defence and strength. As for the Rimeblood Tribe, their stats leaned towards Strength and Endurance.

From this one could see that each of the races has its own uniqueness and strength. The skills they executed and their strategies were all different.

 "Hmm, it looks like it won't be possible to defeat the forces of the enemies with just the strength of the Rimeblood Tribe"

 Watching the battle from his seat, Simon remarked. One of the reasons why he sent the group of Rimeblood Tribe to intercept the enemy was because he wanted to see their power. However, there was another reason he brought them here and that was to see how they would behave in front of their mortal enemy.

The black ogres who had once destroyed their village and killed tens of thousands of their kind. Even when face to face with their mortal enemy, the orcs who now became the Rimeblood Tribe, did not dare to utter a sentence or move from their place until ordered.

This confirmed the fact that the orcs were now completely loyal to him.

 "Lord Simon, what race are they from? Why haven't I seen them around in the forest before?"

Melinda questioned. A race like the Rimeblood tribe with their powerful strength and conspicuous body, should be a powerful force not much inferior to the king clans of the Ghastly Winding Forest. However, it was her first time seeing such a race with her eyes today.

"Oh? You don't recognise them? Why don't you look at them carefully? They were also one of the races which used to live in the western part of the ghastly winding forest" Simon answered ambiguously, wanting to see if Melinda could recognise the former Diluvian High Orcs.

Hearing his words, Melinda glanced over at the rimeblood tribe and observed them carefully. "Used to… then does that mean that…"

"That's right, they have been expelled from their own territory by another race and recently too"…

"Expelled recently" Melinda thought deeply and an answer soon arrived inside her mind "Lord Simon, you mean that they are from the Diluvian High Orcs race?"…

"That's right. They might have changed a lot; however, there is no denying that they are from the Diluvian High Orcs race".

"But how could that be? I have seen and interacted with the Diluvian High Orcs many times before. Their previous king was an ambitious man who I am quite familiar with. As such, if they were Diluvian High Orcs I would have recognised them…".

"There are no longer Diluvian High orcs, but instead Rimeblood tribe, a new evolutionary line that they have unlocked after they were brought inside my dungeon"

Simon answered honestly, Melinda was already his subordinate and as long as she was marked by his Soul contract, she wouldn't be able to to betray him. As such, there was no point in hiding something from her.

Besides, this was also a bait he was throwing towards the race of Harpies. He was pretty sure that with Melida's wittiness, she would quickly understand his intention.

 "New evolutionary race? Is that even possible?" As he had expected, after hearing his response, Melinda's eyes widened in shock as she muttered under her breath.

By all means, a race like the Diluvian Hihg Orcs should have reached the limit of their growth and evolution at this point. Yet what was it that she was hearing right now? The Diluvian High Orcs unlocked a new racial evolution!! How was that even possible?

"Ah, the Rimbelood tribe is just one of the new evolutionary lines they have unlocked. A few of them have alos evolved into Icevein Savages and Greatbrute Hulks. You can see how powerful they have become after evolving"

"If it was before, it would have taken a couple of Diluvian High Orcs just to handle a single crimson horn black ogre. However, right now, just one of them could take a black ogre or the terraquake rhino on their own"

Feeling that he had thrown enough enticement, he glanced at Melinda and smirked: "Hmm? Why do you look so surprised? This is not something that is unusual in my dungeon. You should know by now that my dungeon is special".

The queen of the harpies nodded her head dazedly. Of course, she knew how special that dungeon was. The territory of the harpies might be far from the eastern region of the forest. However, there was no way of hiding the colossal surge of mystical energy that fires out of the dungeon and the resulting phenomenon it created during its rank up.

How many times did that kind of phenomenon appear in the Ghastly Winding Forest? As one of the Seven Kings and a user of the Evil Eyes who was extra sensitive to mana, naturally she was able to sense the extraordinary rush of mystical energy in the eastern region of the forest.

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