Village Head's Debauchery

1275  Picking A Side

Unfortunately, they were cannon fodders. They knew next to nothing, aside from the regions the Celestial Spirit Court had already annexed, the fortresses responsible for maintaining control over those areas, and the leaders in charge of managing them.

The information he received from Ilse was similarly lacking, bare-bones, and superficial, revealing that the allied forces barely knew anything substantial about the Celestial Spirit Court.

"Thank you for providing me with such valuable information," Orion said. The representatives of the spirit beasts responded with a nod, their bodies further relaxing. Orion gestured to Flintor, signalling him to step forward. Orion soared to the side, distancing himself from the group. He had thought about it and realized they couldn't join the Celestial Spirit Court. Not only were they aware of the Court's true intentions, but the Court also didn't seem like an organization that would welcome their presence in its territory without secretly plotting against them. Attempting to join would only expose them, which contradicted their plan.

Instead, they needed to support the Spirit Beast tribes in defending their territories. The tribes were already prepared to fight with their limited numbers, and with additional support, they would likely be even more willing to resist. This approach would allow the Divine Apostles to devour Spirit Beasts without consequences while obtaining valuable information about the territory they were in. If the situation allowed, they might even create an alliance under the name of Paradise—a safe haven where the residents of Paradise could forge contracts with Spirit Beasts. Of course, the plan would be perfect if they could connect all of the Spiritual Link Points to a single location, but that wasn't possible. Nevertheless, it was still worth the effort, as it would give them a foothold in the Spirit Realm.

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Instantly, a one-winged mark appeared in the centre of Flintor's forehead, expanding into a vast, multilayered array of runes of varying sizes. These runes shimmered with a soft, milky glow and crimson hues, focusing on the forces of the Celestial Spirit Court.

"What's going on?" Hor'vang asked, his voice filled with fear. He turned his head to look at Orion. Just as he was about to say more, he fell into a daze.