Ashen Dragon

Cassius looked coldly at the shadows lurking in the dark, each employing their own means: tearing space, casting teleportation spells, disappearing into thin air, or turning into streams of light, all vanishing within mere seconds.

"Tsk, just a bunch of rats hiding in the gutters."

Cassius said disdainfully. He actually had a way to catch all these spies but was not yet ready to completely tear apart with them.

Under countless gazes, Cassius spread his wings and soared over the sky, casting a massive shadow over the Wuge Prairie's land, covered in gunpowder smoke and war.

The blood-colored radiance accompanied his flight swiftly, enveloping the land beneath the Red Dragon.

At the moment of contact with the blood light, those orcs hidden in the shadows who were smugly rejoicing in their narrow escape instantly died.

The orc mushrooms in the dark exploded one after another, and the green-skin orcs buried in the soil still in the nurturing stage turned into a mushy mess.

Besides the Red Blood Tribe loyal to Solo, many other tribes and clans of orcs were hiding in remote corners, self-sufficient, far from orc society.

An old orc hiding in the valley trembled all over, his expression incredibly emotional, even squeezing his wrinkles together: "This, this is Father God's aura!

I was once the shaman of the clan, I definitely won't mistake it, let's hurry to welcome Father God's arrival!"

"Orcs forever!"

"Father God is coming! We orcs are rising!" The orcs of that tribe waved their spears and rushed out of the valley.

But as they looked up, they were surprised to see an incredibly enormous Red Dragon spreading its wings, soaring at the horizon.

The old orc who claimed to be a shaman stumbled back a few steps, muttering to himself: "How, how could this be, this is obviously Father God..."

"Swish——"

Blood light swept across the valley, and another dozen orcs fell straight down, their eyes scattered, blood flowing from the corners of their mouths.

Thus, Cassius grasped the Blood Spear, showering the lands with the blood-red radiance originally belonging to Gush — but unlike the orc deity, Cassius's divine light did not bestow them strength, only slaughter and death.

The Red Dragon, like a death god descended, wielded the blood-colored divine light as a scythe, wantonly reaping orc lives.

In just a few short days, Cassius flew across the entire Wuge Prairie, slaughtering all orcs — whether hiding in the darkness or buried underground, whether pure-blood or green-skin — completely and utterly.

Cassius carried out his decree with actual deeds, using the divine power acquired from the orc deity, completely annihilating the orcs on Wuge Prairie, leaving no one alive.

He did not even need to worry about any escapees, for as the main god of the Beastman God System, Gush's power could easily kill any orc below legendary status in the multiverse.

This was originally a testament of Gush's supreme authority and now used by Cassius to massacre His followers, rather ironic.

Along with a surge, Ramp appeared beside Cassius with a smiling face: "Master, congratulations on defeating the Beastman God, eliminating the threat of the orcs, and annexing Wuge Prairie into the vast territory of the empire.

Now, stories of your triumph over mighty divine beings have spread throughout the multiverse, and all creatures who hear your name will feel both respect and fear..."

Cassius laughed: "Alright, enough flattery, you should know—it's just a mere avatar, its strength not even one percent of the orc deity's true body."

"But it was still Gush, your power has already surpassed the constraints of the Material Plane, comparable to a True God."

Feeling the Red Dragon's somewhat impatient gaze, Ramp began speaking about business: "Perhaps because you angered Gush, the empire's caravans and expeditions on various planes have suffered varying degrees of attacks by orcs.

We seem to... have become the common enemy of the multiverse's orcs, just like elves and dwarves, as you said, this hatred has become factory settings.

Our experiments show that even newborn orc infants would madly bite us, completely losing basic sanity."

Cassius said coldly: "From the moment I decided to exterminate the orcs, I was prepared for this. So, issue a decree: All imperial citizens, are to kill orcs on sight!"

Ramp nodded quickly: "Yes, Master."

Cassius continued to command: "As for Wuge Prairie, this land is vast and sparsely populated, perfect to serve as the empire's new ranch, hunting ground.

Migrate some lizardfolk and goblin clans here, and transfer part of the dragon beast ranch from Stormy Ridge here, at least to rear a hundred terrain dragon beasts."

"Master, I will strive to complete the mission, I will not disappoint your trust."

In the course of conversation, Cassius flew dozens of miles, now able to see the fortress built on a mountain in the distance, the former dwarven capital Aivendel Dan, now Flying Dragon City.

"Roar——"

In Flying Dragon City, the bipedal wyverns excitedly raised their heads and howled, welcoming the return of their common master.

And Cassius flapped his wings, thunderously landing on the pinnacle of Black Stone Mountain, gazing north over the vast lands of Wuge Prairie.

The Red Dragon spread his wings and spoke word by word: "From now on, north of Black Stone Mountain, all shall be the territory of the Ashen Empire."

...

Nishak Kingdom.

Within an enormous, eerie steel fortress hundreds of meters high, a burly, one-eyed orc sat on the throne, exuding a terrifying pressure.

Inside His fortress, countless orc warriors were either laboring hard or guarding the fort.

Outside His fortress divided into numerous massive battlegrounds, innumerable orcs from various Material Planes battled against each other, with the ultimate victor of this bloody game receiving Gush's favor and gaining a chance to enter the steel fortress.

At this moment, Gush had no mood for observing the slaughter; a difficult-to-restrain fury erupted in His single eye, tightly gripping a blood-stained spear in His right hand.

As if sensing the divine rage, the sky of the entire plane turned blood-red, clouds churned, thunder roared, and blood poured from the sky like torrential rain.

"Cassius..."

Gush ground His teeth, uttering this name as if wanting to devour its owner alive.

In these past days, He felt the weakening faith from the Prime Material Plane — more accurately from Wuge Prairie — until now, it has completely vanished.

The audacious Red Dragon not only stole His avatar but also slaughtered His followers on Wuge Prairie, thwarting Gush's plans to stir up a beast tide and create calamities.

How couldn't He be furious?

Under the wrath of the divine, enormous blood-red single eyes emerged in Nishak Kingdom's sky, instilling fear in all things within the Divine Realm.

Suddenly, another orc appeared outside the steel fortress, also exuding divine pressure, yet full of scars, panting heavily.

"Lord, those damn dwarves are still attacking our territory! Thoroughly——"

Gush rose from the throne, picked up the blood-stained spear, and walked towards outside of the Divine Realm. Also, as for the cause of the beastly disdain and sudden hatred towards other species, so about its various aspects would be what. The one-eyed Gush is the creator and guardian of the orcs, symbolizing key terms like strong, warfare, survival, and kingdom. Moreover, His favorite weapon is a seemingly old-fashioned magical spear, but that's just the exterior, when in use its power is boundless. In times of leisure, Gush generally rests in the steel fortress located in the Nishrek plane (a part of the Nether Plane in Forgotten Realms), very seldom appearing, the most notable recorded battle in history should have been the earth-shattering fight with Bane (Bane, the Lord of the Black Hand, a famous evil god in the realm, symbolizes hate, fear, and tyranny), but unfortunately, there was no outcome.