The Shrine Priest Chiefs' expressions turned serious. When it came to the Demi-humans of the Abelion Hills, no amount of caution and seriousness was excessive.
As the first agenda item, nothing was more important than this matter.
Wind Shrine Priest Chief Dominic felt the probing gazes of the others and said with a grave face, "The Midnight Scripture's Astrology Thousand Miles, during a recent mission to monitor the Hills area, unexpectedly discovered a situation of multiple Demi-human Races uniting."
The air stilled.
"Demi-human Races uniting?"
"Are you sure there wasn't a mistake? How could the relationships between those Demi-humans possibly lead to a union?"
"Could it be a situation where weaker Demi-human Races are attached to stronger ones?"
"..."
Discussions arose one after another.
The Shrine Priest Chiefs were clearly somewhat surprised by this situation. They could be considered "old friends" with that group in the Hills area.
Even if they didn't fully understand them, they possessed a great deal of information, and it was hard to imagine that these Demi-humans would actually unite.
Thump! A strong hand pressed down on the table, making a muffled sound and restoring silence to the air.
"Alright, since it's the result of Astrology Thousand Miles's detection, then there probably isn't a possibility of error."
Earth Shrine Priest Chief Raymond said expressionlessly, "What are the specific details?"
He was a relatively young Shrine Priest Chief compared to the others, with sharp eyes and a strong build, looking only about 40 years old. He was a middle-aged man with a tough and serious demeanor.
This man once belonged to the most mysterious Darkness Scripture unit within the Six Colors Scripture, and compared to everyone present, he had a greater understanding and recognition of Astrology Thousand Miles's abilities.
"According to Astrology Thousand Miles's description, the Demi-human Races currently known to have united are the Blue Maggot Race, the Ogre Race, the Pandes Race, the Demon Manifested People Race, and the Iron Ratmen Race."
The Shrine Priest Chiefs' originally calm expressions changed, and they simultaneously raised their eyes, staring in surprise at Wind Shrine Priest Chief Dominic.
They had originally thought that the so-called "Demi-human Races union" was only two or three races, or even guessed that they were weak Demi-human Races in the Hills area.
But they didn't expect them all to be powerful races!
Wind Shrine Priest Chief Dominic didn't seem to notice the surprise of the others and continued to say in a cold voice, "Currently, I have arranged for Astrology Thousand Miles to focus on monitoring the Hills area, based on past and currently known intelligence analysis."
"The number of the five united Demi-human Races is unknown. In terms of experts, those who have reached the Fourth Tier Magic level include the Pandes Queen Mother, the Blue Maggot King, and the Demon Manifested People Race has two."
"At the Hero Domain level, there is the Demon Manifested People Queen 'Ice Flame Lightning' and the Iron Ratmen King 'Gray King' from the Demi-Human Ten Heroes."
"The situation of the Ogre Race is unknown. There has never been any sign of unification before. It is suspected that a powerful Ogre superior species has controlled the Ogre Race, possibly one of the Water Element Ogre Taki or Earth Element Ogre Heap."
Speaking of this.
Wind Shrine Priest Chief Dominic looked at the other Shrine Priest Chiefs who had fallen silent, leaned his body slightly forward, and said coldly, "I've said it before, this group of damned alien races in the Hills area needs to be dealt with."
"Maintaining chaos may be a countermeasure, but once a 'wise man' emerges from the Demi-human side, or there may be a feat of unification like the Hill Dwarves achieved 200 years ago."
As soon as these words came out.
Several Shrine Priest Chiefs frowned slightly, but more of them had a worse mood after hearing these news.
The Dark Shrine Priest Chief Maximilian opened his mouth, "Alright, Dominic, this strategy is a joint decision of all past Shrine Priest Chiefs."
This was a refined-looking old man wearing glasses, originating from one of the three major institutions, the Judicial. Several magic books floated around him, a magical creation improved from the Floating Board.
The other Shrine Priest Chiefs nodded almost imperceptibly, agreeing with this strategy of the past Shrine Priest Chiefs.
As the chosen people of the gods, humans were still too weak.
The Shrine Priest Chiefs, well aware of "human" nature, knew that once placed in a comfortable environment, "internal strife," "laziness," "complacency," and "selfishness" would become the main themes.
The existence of Demi-humans in the Hills was a warning.
At least.
Judging from the current development of the Holy Kingdom, it met their expectations, surpassing other countries in terms of comprehensive national strength and military power.
Of course, they also saw another possibility—the Bahharuth Empire!
Under the leadership of an "Aberrant One" and an excellent "ruler," it had unleashed results far beyond their expectations.
"Too strange."
"It's simply absurd. Putting aside the appearance of these Demi-human Races, their habits alone would make any alliance impossible."
The Light Shrine Priest Chief Ion extended a withered finger, tapping the table forcefully.
This was a gaunt figure, his skin seemingly devoid of moisture, and his wrinkled face gave off a sinister feeling.
If it weren't for the Light Shrine Priest Chief's insignia on his person, anyone who saw his appearance would suspect that he was the real Dark Shrine Priest Chief.
The Earth Shrine Priest Chief Raymond said, "Regardless of whether it's strange or not, this problem has already emerged. This group of Demi-humans, united, already possesses the ability to easily destroy cities and breach national defenses."
"That's right."
The Dark Shrine Priest Chief Maximilian continued solemnly, "The most crucial issue is that once a trend forms, there is indeed a possibility of unifying the Demi-humans in the Hills."
The faces of the Shrine Priest Chiefs grew even more serious as they realized that continuing to let this go could turn into a big problem.
Suddenly.
The Water Shrine Priest Chief Sinedin, who had been silent all along, coughed softly to attract everyone's attention. He was also an old man, so old that his age was indiscernible, and his skin even had a unique earthy color.
The Water Shrine Priest Chief Sinedin's half-closed eyes flickered with wise light as he slowly said, "Shouldn't we be more worried about them right now?"
"The Holy Kingdom is closest to the Hills, don't tell me they don't know anything."
The Abelion Hills directly bordered the Holy Kingdom. Although the Slane Theocracy was located on the eastern side of the Hills, it was separated by mountains, so there was no need to worry too much about safety.
Speaking of the "Holy Kingdom."
The Shrine Priest Chiefs present had expressions ranging from blank to cold, and some even let out an almost imperceptible hum.
As a Holy Kingdom with a strong religious atmosphere, its relationship with the Slane Theocracy should be good under normal circumstances.
But the reality was.
The relationship between the two countries, while not terrible, was also not friendly. The issue was complex, but if one had to point to a reason, it would be the issue of faith.
The Slane Theocracy believes in the "Six Great Gods," while the Holy Kingdom believes in the "Four Great Gods." There are two gods that the Holy Kingdom explicitly does not recognize.
"This is the second matter to discuss." The Wind Shrine Priest Chief Dominic began, taking out several pieces of information from his chest, spreading them out on the table.
The other Shrine Priest Chiefs each picked up the information to read. Soon, expressions of disgust and anger appeared on everyone's faces.
"The hatred with the Demi-humans of the Hills has lasted for so long, yet these nobles still do such foolish things."
The Light Shrine Priest Chief Ion spoke in a cold voice.
The Wind Shrine Priest Chief Dominic: "Heh, the foolishness and greed of nobles are like a plague, the longer the time, the more severe it becomes."
The Dark Shrine Priest Chief Maximilian sighed softly: "Because of the existence of that city wall, peaceful minds will only be corroded by desire again."
"How exactly is Holy Queen Calca managing the country? It took her more than two months to deal with that group of nobles, and so much food entered the Hills..." The wrinkles on Light Shrine Priest Chief Ion's face became even more pronounced.
"It's also a good thing in a way."
A faint voice came, attracting the attention of the Shrine Priest Chiefs.
"At least we can be sure of one thing, the Demi-humans in the Hills area will not trade with humans, it should be outsiders... I mean, this abnormal situation may be related to this 'outsider'."
The Wind Shrine Priest Chief Dominic's deep eyes flickered slightly: "Relying solely on Astrology Thousand Miles for aimless detection is limited, we can start from the Holy Kingdom's side."
"Yes."
"Activate the hidden stakes, first determine the specific situation, we must not allow the Demi-human Race of the Abelion Hills to have a chance to unite."
"If the Holy Kingdom does not take action, give them a push and have the [Sunlight Scripture] on standby at any time."
"I second that!"
"I second that!"
"I second that!"
"...!"
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Abelion Hills.
The sun hangs high, enveloping the entire Hills, wantonly emitting light and heat.
In what should be a season of abundant rainfall, it has not rained for two consecutive months, and drought conditions have emerged, the moist rainforests, grasslands, and other ground have become dry.
The rainy season not only brings abundant rainfall, but also allows Plant Growth, providing food for beasts and Demon Creatures, and the lack of this link.
Will quickly cause a chain reaction, leading to a situation of food shortage.
The Great Grassland.
This is an area located in the central region of the Hills, a vast grassland area, occupied by the well-known and powerful race, the Beast-bodied Quadruped.
At this moment.
A figure exuding an overbearing aura walks on the grassland, tall and strong, covered in dark gray fur.
The upper body is in the image of an Orc, the face is inclined to the "leopard" type, with a pair of downward fangs, and the lower body is a beast-like body.
Wiejie Lagandra—the Beast-bodied Quadruped King.
At this moment.
Wiejie's face was filled with worry as he strode forward with his strong limbs, stepping on the arid grassland covered with tiny cracks, and looked up.
In the distance was a lush green scene, but this was just an illusion.
Wiejie retracted his gaze, and as he got closer, he could clearly see the sparse grass sprouts on the ground, their height not even reaching half a thumb.
Normally, the grass in the large meadow would already be a palm high, and the current situation was somewhat beyond Wiejie's usual understanding.
Despite possessing immense strength and the great title of "Demon Claw," which had resounded throughout the Hills area for 200 years, "Demon Claw" Wiejie felt a sense of unprecedented worry rising from the depths of his heart.
The title "Demon Claw" had been passed down through his family for generations, and he had inherited it from his father.
Ever since inheriting this title.
"Demon Claw" Wiejie had two dreams: first, to prove his strength to the other races in the Hills area and show that he was worthy of this great title.
Second, to lead his tribe to become even stronger.
But now, a problem that had to be faced appeared before him—food and water! The Beast-bodied Quadruped Race preferred to eat beef and horse meat, so they raised these livestock on the vast grasslands.
"Demon Claw" Wiejie looked at the sparse grass sprouts on the ground and knew very well that it was not enough to feed cattle and horses, and food shortages were inevitable! But that was later; now, the serious problem was water.
This unprecedented crisis, with no experience to draw upon, made "Demon Claw" Wiejie feel a sense of inexplicable panic.
Bang!
Bang!
A violent tremor came from the grassland, and two equally tall figures quickly ran over, creating gusts of air in their wake.
The two figures quickly appeared in front of "Demon Claw" Wiejie.
"King."
"King."
Two voices sounded, one respectful and the other relatively flat.
The one who spoke respectfully was a member of his own race, named Muwa Pulaksha, a fellow tribesman whom he respected and treated seriously.
His "Demon Claw" fame came from his ancestors, while the fellow tribesman in front of him had earned the title of one of the "Demi-Human Ten Heroes," "Black Steel," through his own strength.
"Demon Claw" Wiejie looked at the other one.
The other was a Demi-human beast, similar in appearance to their tribe, except that his upper body was more human-like, while his lower body was the strong limbs of a beast.
Also one of the "Demi-Human Ten Heroes," with the title "Beast General."
Faced with the other party's indifferent attitude.
"Demon Claw" Wiejie was actually a little annoyed. The reason why the other party appeared here was because the Demi-human Beast Race was attached to the Beast-bodied Quadruped Race. Calling him "King" was only because of the race, not because of strength. If the other party was known for his personal strength, he wouldn't mind having a fight to prove his own strength.
However, the other party was not.
"Beast General" Hector Weiss was widely known as a famous general who could overcome a tenfold difference in military strength, and he would display terrifying abilities once he led an army into battle.
It would be too embarrassing to try to defeat someone with force when you know they are not good at personal combat.
"King, the tribe has been appeased."
"The top priority now is to find a water source that can completely reassure the tribe." "Black Steel" Muwa took a breath and said, "If the drought continues, the water source must be able to guarantee the long-term supply of the entire tribe."
"Demon Claw" Wiejie was certainly aware of this, but the question was how to solve it. He subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the "Beast General" Hector Weiss beside him.
"As far as I know, there are two water sources in the Hills area that will not dry up."
"Beast General" Hector Weiss said in a steady voice, "One is the river left by the northern mountains, and the other is the southern mountains, but there are a large number of tribes gathered near these two mountains."
"As the drought worsens, these tribes will desperately try to secure their water sources."
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