Laily and the old man looked at Henry silently for a long time. The old man showed a look of accepting his fate.
The old man said, "Since things have already developed to this stage, there's no difference whether we keep this a secret or not. Adonias is extremely powerful this time and he doesn't have any intention of hiding his whereabouts at all. The invasion this time has been decided. We want to move the entire race over."
Alene frowned and asked, "What kind of place is that Abyss?"
The old man replied, "It's very big and dark, full of varieties and killing intent. It's a wonderful place. You might be sleeping on the cliff, but when you woke up, you could find yourself in the lake. There is no food, and all the food comes from the same species. In that place, you were born to fight. After you killed all the enemies around you and ate all of them, you would go to another place to kill. Only by killing you can you ensure that you're alive."
Alene felt a chill run down her spine when she heard the old man's reply. This kind of race that survived in such an environment was undoubtedly very brutal. There was no human nature to speak of in this kind of race, and they were truly beasts.
Alene asked again, "Is there a lot of masters there?"
"So many." The old man answered without hesitation. "There are no less than fifteen people who have the same strength as you, Master Alene. These fifteen people are just deputy generals in the army and follow the marshals around. As for the strength of the marshals, I haven't seen it completely. I only know that even if the fifteen deputy generals are together, they are not the opponent to the marshals. Above the marshals, there is the royal family. In fact, every marshal is sent to the royal family to train."
Alene sucked in a breath of cold air. There were fifteen of them at the Honourable Lord level? Furthermore, they were only lieutenants. Above them were marshals and the royal family! Just how strong were these Orcs?!
Alene's face became more and more ugly. She sent the information to Jerardo and the others in time.
Alene needed a long time to calm down. She continued to ask, "How many Orcs came this time?"
The old man thought for a moment, stretched out a finger, and said, "At least 10,000. Our race has strong reproduction ability. Of course, if our reproduction ability was weak, I'm afraid that our clan would have been exterminated long ago. After all, we are not of the same species."
"What's the basic strength of Orcs?" Alene asked again.
"For those who are able to come here, the weakest would be equivalent to the early stage of the Divine Realm," the old man said. "However, I'm not sure what kind of foundation the vanguards have this time around."
Every piece of news that came out of the old man's mouth would cause Alene's heart to turn cold. Ten thousand Divine Realm experts? What kind of concept was this? Let alone having such a powerful strength, even ten thousand ten- meter-long beasts would cause one's legs to tremble.
Master Alene took a deep breath and said, "Stay here. If you dare to play any more tricks, don't blame me for being cruel."
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