Global Game: I, the Necromancer, am the scourge
Chapter 751 - 464 Orcs and Naga VS Blue Star Human Race_2

Ger's already unpleasant expression turned even gloomier.

"The Naga said they wouldn't accept empty promises, either bring out half as a deposit or figure out a solution yourself."

Rome's voice grew lower and eventually faded into silence.

There was no other way; locked on by the momentum of a sixth-tier legendary, even with his fifth-tier strength, he still found it hard to breathe.

"These damned Naga, they really won't act without direct incentive!"

Of course, Ger knew how much resources were promised, but their Beast Clan had virtually poured all the resources accumulated over the years into this invasion.

How could they possibly produce a vast amount of resources now to get the Naga to assist?

Thus, they had to resort to such a tactic, issuing various empty promises to coax the Naga into action.

But unexpectedly, these Naga remained unmoved, simply observing from behind as the Orcs faced the Human Race's army.

As for the intelligence gathered from the southeast coast, those Sea Clan and Sea Beast invasions were nothing but small skirmishes—who else could be behind them but the Naga?

Perhaps the Human Race didn't know this, but they had been neighbors with the Naga for decades, so how could they not know that those Sea Clans had submitted to the Naga as subordinate tribes?

These damn Naga were truly insidious, not only seeking to benefit from the Orcs' large-scale invasion but also refusing to lend a hand.

If the Orcs were defeated, could it bode well for these Naga?

Everyone was an invader; if the Orcs fell, the next would be the Naga, didn't they understand the concept of "lips and teeth"?

"You go rest, Rome, summon the commanders for a meeting!"

Being able to hold back 400,000 Human troops was somewhat useful, better than nothing.

But the main concern was the fifth-tier epic warriors of the Human Race; Zhenhai City alone had 6,000, with a possible additional support of 4,000.

This force of 10,000 fifth-tier epics, even if the Orcs could fight three for each one, couldn't produce the required number of fifth-tier warriors.

That's why, despite the Beast Clan reaching the eastern stronghold of Zhenhai City, they became stuck.

Without eliminating the 6,000 fifth-tier warriors, the Beast Clan's army couldn't capture Zhenhai City, let alone seizing the vast territory managed by Tianxiang City.

And know that this invasion had been prepared with artifacts for slicing territories.

Once they could occupy Tianxiang City, they could segment the lands of the Wild Boar Skin Dynasty and claim them as their own, turning them into Beast Clan territory.

Inside Zhenhai City,

numerous high-ranking officials gathered in the City Lord's Mansion.

"The Beast Clan's invasion, long-prepared, delivered a lightning strike that reached just outside Zhenhai City. Now let's discuss whether we attack them proactively or delay the campaign."

Taking the offensive would result in heavy casualties, which, concerning the foot soldiers, they cared little for, as they could just recruit more.

But those 600,000 fourth-tier professionals wouldn't be easily maneuvered, let alone the 6,000 fifth-tier epic warriors.

If they were to delay the campaign, they would have to wait for the southeast front's army of 400,000 professionals and 4,500 fifth-tier warriors for support.

Meanwhile, dragging on the Orcs until their logistics collapsed would force them to retreat.

But, by now, the Orcs had almost occupied all the areas east of Zhenhai City, having slaughtered at least dozens of cities, with countless towns and villages.

Given the Orcs' habit of treating intelligent races as rations, it was impossible for their logistical supply to collapse shortly.

If they chose to delay the campaign, it would become a protracted war, where they, the high officials, might be held accountable by the old Buddha.

However, thinking of their safety, these officials tended to support the delay.

Being held accountable was acceptable, at worst their official ranks might be lowered, then they'd switch to a less profitable position to fish for more benefits.

Better than losing their lives, right?

Death was dead for real.

They wielded significant power, each with their established families behind them, having not yet fully enjoyed their lives, so how could they wish to die?

Even those martial officials didn't want to die fighting the Orcs.

Facing a bunch of brutes who only know "kill, kill, kill" and were immensely powerful, they didn't want to face them.

Moreover, this sudden Orc assault had already devastated many local noble families.

Many fourth-tier professionals and fifth-tier epics scattering from Tianxiang City had already suffered calamities.

These individuals were now like powder kegs; if they were sent to fight the Orcs, they might not seek vengeance but instead direct their hatred toward the officials.

There was no choice; back then, forcing them to scatter had traces of these officials' handiwork.

Now, having finally settled and established families, the Orc invasion led to their total ruin.

Their grudge was against the Orcs, but even more against their superiors.

Expecting them to obediently sacrifice themselves was impossible.

Even avoiding backstabbing was considered fortunate.

Beneath the southeast coastal waters,

"The Orcs started thinking, but not enough. Who even gave them the courage to try fooling us Naga?"

Nine Legendary Nagas sat in a simple base, leisurely enjoying wild game and chatting.

"These Orcs think they can fleece us, but we could teach them a lesson."

"Let the Sea Clan and Sea Beasts return to the ocean, leaving the Orcs blind."

"Forget it, it's unnecessary. We have an agreement with the Land of the Dead to stall these Human armies. Besides, the Orcs did provide a little reward, as long as we delay 400,000 troops."

"Can this Death Lord, Zi Liyuan, be trusted?"

"He holds up to his reputation, taking 300 epic Sea Beasts' corpses from his treasury and exchanging them for three Hearts of the Lord. He also paid 10 Hearts of the Lord as a deposit to stall the Human army."

"Tsk, tsk, quite a daring move; unfortunately, becoming an Ocean Lord requires ten Hearts of the Lord to make just one. Otherwise, why would we Naga end up collaborating with Humans and working as henchmen?"

"With limited resources, securing a large number of Hearts of the Lord shouldn't be missed."

"I'm just concerned about the Death Lord burning bridges, turning on our Naga after defeating the Human Race."

"Isn't that so? Reviving all those 300 Sea Beast corpses would form quite a formidable force."

"If we can kill them once, we can do it twice. While epic Sea Beasts are powerful, they're still no match for us Nagas."

As the nine legendary Nagas chatted, a fifth-tier epic Naga gently knocked at the door, then cautiously entered.

"Exalted elders, there's a battle report from the front line."

Presenting the intelligence, the fifth-tier Naga withdrew to the door, waiting quietly for the elders' instructions.

"Tsk, tsk, these Humans truly know how to play, even at this stage they want to cooperate with us Naga, requesting we negotiate with the Sea Clan."

A group of elders: (╯°Д°)???

"The Humans might not realize these coastal Sea Clans are actually under our control, so such a decision isn't impossible."

"Interesting, truly interesting, their negotiation even offers some benefits for the Sea Clan and Sea Beasts to face off with them, stalling for at least a month."

"Tsk, tsk, pretending in warfare too, these people are cunning, at least having nearly a thousand tricks up their sleeves."

"Though the Sea Clan's deaths don't pain us, they are still part of our Naga forces. The fewer deaths, the better."

"Indeed, agree to it, then secretly dispatch our strong to hunt down the fifth-tier epics."

Previously, only a hundred-person squad, led by a legendary Naga, now with more hands available, squads could participate in the hunt.

"That Death Lord also sent word earlier asking us to investigate the whereabouts of the 4,000 fifth-tier epics from the Human Race."

"Doesn't he fear ruining it all, then being besieged by the Wild Boar Skin Dynasty?"

"This Death Lord might have his own backing."

"No matter what he does, it's irrelevant to us. This time, we're just here to profit behind the Orcs. If the Humans want cooperation, and offer sufficient benefits, why not play henchmen for once?"