Because they were the ones who initiated the war and committed a lot of crimes after the war, the current orc gods don't get any strong support even from the elven and halfling gods.
On the contrary, the opinion that the orcs are too cruel and their ambitions must be curbed has become the mainstream, making the diplomatic dilemma faced by the entire orc pantheon unprecedentedly severe.
If they have been in this blocked and isolated situation, I am afraid that the last orc gods can only go to hell and the abyss to find allies.
Because of this, the orc gods have spared no effort in wooing other gods, especially the black blood lycanthropy tribe entrenched in the dark forest, and the hunting god behind it—Mara!
After all, the difference between lycanthropes and orcs is not very big, and they look very similar.
Moreover, Mara's body is just a huge ape monster, and it is very possible to join the orc gods.
However, under the unprecedentedly severe diplomatic situation, the orc gods are still working hard on this breakthrough.
Under the influence of such high-level decision-making, it is very normal for the Orc Empire to adopt a wooing attitude towards the Black Blood Tribe. It doesn't hurt to throw all the forest to the opponent.
—Although there are a lot of orcs, the number of humans left behind in the Northland is even more astonishing. In terms of fertility, only humans can compete with the orcs, and the influence of many years is not so easy to eliminate.
In fact, in the Northland now, although the Orc Empire has been established, there are still a lot of places that cannot be managed, and there are even a few human rebel forces hiding in the corners of the Northland, which makes Saladin very upset. Headache.
In the Northland, where racial conflicts were unprecedented, those human rebels even received a lot of overt or covert assistance, fought several victories, and liberated several cities, exhausting the orc army for a time.
"At this time in the Northland, although human uprisings occur from time to time, they are all in the form of guerrilla warfare, and there is also a lack of a banner and a nominal leader... Therefore, Alustria is very critical..."
Now Leylin finally knew why the Church of the God of Justice launched the restoration plan now.
Earlier, the power of the Orc Empire was still concentrated and completely unable to deal with it, but it was different now. After all, there was still a big difference between capturing a place and completely occupying it.
After the terrifying army of orcs spread across the vast northern lands, their manpower immediately dropped to a pathetic level!
It's no wonder that even a group of guerrillas can win a few victories so-so.
And if it is more than ten years or even decades later, the civilians in the Northland may completely succumb to the rule of the orcs, completely forgetting Alustriol. After all, the adaptability of human beings is quite terrifying.
"Tsk tsk... Even if you seize a good opportunity, if you want to completely restore the country, it will still be very difficult..."
After seeing these clearly, Leylin couldn't help shaking his head.
According to his calculations, it would be a great thing for Alastriol to be able to establish a few bases this time and form a confrontation with the orc empire.
"The Church of the God of Justice is recruiting legendary-level powerhouses. I'm afraid it's not just to deal with Saladin and the others, but also the incarnation of the orc-type gods..."
There was a gleam in Leylin's eyes, and he was quickly weighing the pros and cons of all this.
"There is too little information so far. I am afraid that we will have to meet Rafiniya and other legendary powerhouses before we can consider whether to cooperate with them..."
Rubbing his temples, and secretly thinking about his actions, Leylin walked out of the study.
"Owner… "
On both sides of them, two handsome maids who had been waiting for a long time knelt down directly.
From them, Leylin felt the unique taste of purebred Pleasure Demons, but at this moment, the eyes of the other party looking at Leylin were full of admiration and admiration.
After all, Leylin's current soul essence is basically half a devil's prince.
And the devil who felt his deep dark power naturally climbed up desperately—no matter when, this behavior is almost the instinct of the devil, which is deeply engraved in their gene sequence.
"Hmm! Is it good?"
At this time, Leylin had no intention of becoming a saint, so he directly entered the bedroom with his arms around the pair of beautiful female devils who looked like sisters...
On the second day, Leylin, who had already removed his disguise and resumed his original mage's attire, went directly to the outside of the Temple of the God of Justice in Yorkshire.
"I'm here to see Rafiniya, this is her token for me!"
Leylin directly handed over a golden badge. On the shield-shaped base, there were totems of crossed swords and roses.
"Please wait a moment, I will inform you immediately!"
The pupils of the guard guarding the gate of the temple shrank. Leylin's aura made him seem to see a big man like a king, and the other party was wearing a mage's robe. The power represented by this was enough to frighten him, so he behaved very politely. .
The guard who went in came back very quickly, but at this time he bowed deeply, his nose almost touching the ground: "Welcome! Respected Mage Leylin! Paladin Rafiniya is currently going out, but we have already Notified her, I believe she will come soon... I am really sorry, please rest in the temple for a while... "
In the bottom of his heart, the guard is still trembling slightly, this is a legend! The most powerful force on the mainland! ! ! Even a [Legendary Mage]!
As the youngest legend and the most difficult mage to be promoted, Leylin's name has long been spread throughout the continent, but very few people have actually met him.
"Well! Lead the way ahead!"
Leylin directly followed the guards to enter, and as soon as he entered the gate of the temple, several people hurried over, as if to welcome him.
"Oh! Leylin! My friend! We finally meet again..."
Beside a Bishop of the God of Justice wearing a white robe, Leylin also saw another nobleman. His astonishing memory made Leylin stunned for a moment, and then he greeted him with a smile.
"Marquis Lansnet! Long time no see..."
The nobleman who came to greet Leylin with the bishop was the actual ruler of Yorkshire, the Marquis Lansnet who presided over the division of the property of a group of unlucky nobles in the Northland.
"When I heard the beautiful voice of the lark this morning, I knew something good was going to happen. I didn't expect it to be you..."
Lansnett had the most sincere smile on his face. In fact, he still remembered this guy who was lucky enough to win a viscount position at the feast of dividing the Northland. It seems that there are some strange actions, but these are not important anymore!
After all, the current Leylin is already a [Legend]! There is nothing wrong with building a good relationship. In fact, the Marquis of Lansnet is already regretting that he didn't give Leylin something more back then.
"It's a pity... who would have expected at that time that he would become a [Legend] in just a few years?"
Looking at Leylin's young face, Lansnit finally wiped away the deepest jealousy in his heart, and a sunny smile appeared on his face.
"Also... this is the Bishop of the God of Justice—Scholar Bendt, who is also my friend..."
"I would like to express my sincere gratitude to Your Excellency for your determination to dedicate yourself to a just cause this time... Those refugees in the North who are still suffering will certainly not forget your contribution..."
Bendt's voice is gentle and firm, and there is a unique light in the eyes of a martyr.
Leylin had no doubts, if he was told that his death could save all the civilians in the Northland, the other party would definitely kill himself without hesitation.
It's a pity that this kind of person with firm belief is also the biggest trouble...
"I came here this time only in accordance with the previous agreement with Rafiniya, and whether or not to make a shot in the end, and when to make a shot is my freedom..."
Leylin didn't want to be taken advantage of, so he directly pushed back his words, causing the atmosphere to freeze for a moment.
"Uh... haha... In any case, it is enough for His Excellency Leylin to come here... Your Excellency Leylin has worked hard all the way, please take a rest first, and you can meet other colleagues at night..."
It was Lansnit who rolled his eyes nimbly, immediately breaking the somewhat awkward atmosphere at the scene.
"Has even the youngest legend been corrupted by fame and power?"
After Leylin left, Bendert's eyes shot out strong indignation. In his opinion, those legends on the continent basically looked the same, only asking for power and enjoyment, but completely lacking the awareness of obligation.
Few Legends are willing to die for a just cause, and now even the youngest of the Ascendants are no different.
"Of course, he was promoted to [Legendary] with great difficulty. He has reached the peak of the mainland and has countless things to enjoy. Why should he die for you?"
Lansnit secretly slandered in his heart, but there was still a smile on his face: "Your Excellency Leylin just didn't think clearly for a while, and he must change his opinion after a period of time..."
"Oh... I hope so! The refugees in the Northland can't wait..."
Bishop Bendt sighed, and the look of compassion appeared in his eyes again...
"The paladins and priests of the God of Justice are madmen..."
Although he had already made some psychological preparations, Leylin was also shocked by the other party's innocence—even the bishop had that kind of character, and the other clergy must have guessed some of it. It was definitely not what Leylin liked.
"However, only the church with this fanatical atmosphere of martyrs is the final destination that attracts Rafiniya..."