Chapter 856 - 833 End-of-Life Counseling
Chapter 856 -833 End-of-Life Counseling
Hearing that name, not only did the Dwarf Bruto and Barrend, but even the always graceful Alamir also showed a look of disgust.
As everyone knew, Geusz had one eye gouged out in a battle with Corrillon, the Father of Elves. For this reason, the God of the Orcs would always incite his people to attack elf settlements. They would burn forests, destroy cities, and level anything related to the elves. However, the elves never considered the orcs as worthy opponents, treating them more like an unpleasant environment—something akin to a foul swamp or a dangerous volcano—and would establish their homes as far from the orc clans as possible.
Besides the elves, the orcs were in conflict with nearly all other intelligent races, with the root cause being the struggle for living space. According to the legends of the orc shamans, when the gods were dividing the territories of the races by drawing lots, the gods of the elves, humans, dwarves, and other races deceived Geusz, secretly dividing the forests, plains, and mountains among themselves, leaving nothing for the God of Orcs. Therefore, Geusz constantly drove his people to seize any opportunity to wage war against the races that ‘stole’ the fertile lands. When this trait met the dwarfs, who could remember enmity for generations, the results were inevitable.
“Geusz… betrayed me!” The orc on the sickbed showed an angry expression. “He promised us, as long as we fought bravely, ferociously, and incessantly in our lifetime, then in death, we would join His army, enjoy eternal life, and endless enemies to kill. I did everything He required, even sacrificed one of my eyes, and what did I get? Forgotten in this ghostly place, my body rotting and stinking, ugh…”
A large mass of black blood suddenly spurted from the orc’s mouth, not avoiding the person in front of him at all. However, when he finished, he found the chair in front of him was empty, and the figure of the girl who had been sitting there had vanished.
“I understand your anger,” little Yisha’s voice sounded again, and the orc turned his head sharply, finding the girl already standing on his other side, “but I need to remind you, it’s because of the curse on this land that Geusz couldn’t know anything about your condition or take your soul after your death. So, you were not abandoned by Geusz; you merely disappeared from His sight.”
Hearing Yisha’s words, everyone revealed looks of surprise. She was clearly Cranvo’s envoy, yet she was defending Geusz, which was completely unexpected.
“Why are you telling me this?” The orc showed a confused expression. “I thought… you wanted me to believe in your god as the price for relief…”
“The Lord of the Dead Cranvo is the judge of souls, but He would never use His authority to snatch believers from other gods,” Yisha explained calmly. “When you stand before the Lord of the Dead, if you lose faith in your god, even if it’s due to misunderstanding or deception, you’ll be deemed a false believer… And Lord Cranvo does not want that to happen.”