Chapter 76: The Origins of the Battle (1/2)
Medusas are an offshoot of the Mesa race (A sub branch of the orcs; the snakeman). They share several similarities with the mesa race in that their upper body is that of a human’s while their lower half is that of a snake’s.
The biggest difference however, is that the Mesa race have both males and females while the medusas are a female only race. The mesas possess a normal head of hair that resembles a human’s while the medusas’ have snakes for hair.
Compared to the mesas, the medusas were more akin to monsters than humans.
They also possessed a deadly toxin and a heart that was prone to envy.
As they didn’t have a male counterpart, these medusas weren’t able to reproduce naturally. Whenever they entered their mating period, they would find a male from another race to mate with.
No matter who it was, human, elf and even some devils, they were all targets for the medusas. The only requirement was that they had a male humanoid figure.
Another unique feature of their mating ritual was that only females could be birthed and it would always be a medusa regardless of the male counterpart. The medusas had a genetic trait in them that rejected any genes that didn’t belong to the mother.
No one knows for sure when this species came about and after hundreds and thousands of years, this could no longer be determined. However, there has been no new sighting of medusas in the past hundreds of thousands of years.
I theorize that the medusas had been infected with a mysterious virus or curse. In my opinion, this might just be a curse from the ancient God of Evil. Of course, there’s also the possibility of mana corruption.
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The old werewolf smiled as he stared into my eyes. Seeing me remain silent for a long while, he finally answered me: “If you’re able to gather sufficient troops, I’m willing to rally the werewolves in support of your cause.”
“How many?”
The old werewolf calmly spit out the following three words: “Ten thousand one-stars.”
“…” Are you messing with me?! What is the hell is up with that number! There’s no way I can gather that many troops! The ecosystem in the Prison of the Dead had always been a complicated one, while there were many races here, subjugating them wasn’t easy with my current strength.
By the time I’m able to subjugate ten thousand men, I would’ve probably evolved into a four-star. You old coot! Do you think I’m still in the Blood Sea where there’s an ancient hen lying right beside me churning out little devil eggs?!
As they say, the older you are, the wiser you get. The old werewolf was one such example.
He knew from a glance exactly what went through my head and with a shake of his head and a resigned smile, he immediately continued: “Don’t be in such a hurry to reject me. How many guards are there at the exit? How strong are these guards? These are all questions that no one knows about because all those that tried were either dead or had left.”
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“So you’re saying no one was able to escape after witnessing their power?” At times, intelligence was more important than combat strength. Regarding this piece of news, it was absolutely vital to my cause.
“In actuality, the Prison of the Dead only allowed people to enter and not leave…” Judging by his expression, he wasn’t being entirely open with me. He must’ve known some other secret but wasn’t willing to share them. However, there was nothing I could do about this. After all, I couldn’t just place a knife to his neck and threaten him. Besides, I couldn’t even defeat his granddaughter…
“Which means to say, you know where the exit is but you don’t know their exact strength?”
“That’s right. There are a total of three exits. Twenty years ago, I had the fortune to witness an army assail the exit. Unfortunately, they only made it to the second floor.”
As he said this, his face suddenly darkened as his mood got visibly graver. “Back then, the army had a total of 5000 one-star warriors. As for two and three-stars, they weren’t lacking those either. They even had two four-stars with them. Even so, they were only able to last for less than half a day. After crossing the first floor, they were thoroughly routed.”
“Aren’t you contradicting yourself right now? If no one has ever made it out alive, then how do you know of this? How did you know where they got up to?” Truth be told, I didn’t trust his explanation entirely as it was full of holes.
However, he didn’t seem to be willing to divulge anymore information and instead gave me a smile and glossed over this matter: “You don’t have to concern yourself with this matter. At that time, you will understand why. Of course, this is assuming you’re able to fulfill my terms.”
Based on his previous statements, I was able to determine that this old werewolf wanted to leave this place as much as I did but simply didn’t have the strength to do so.
Hmm…I guess I’ll trust him for now…even though his condition of ten thousand one-stars was kind of inane. That reminds me, is it too late for me to return to the Blood Sea?
I sighed helplessly, “So you require ten thousand one-stars, what about the two and three-stars?”
In response to this, he merely flashed me toothy grin and said: “The more the merrier.”
Me: “…”
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You b******, do you think you’re General Han Xin or something? (He believed that more troops was always better)
With this deal basically settled, the first thing I had to do was help the demonic werewolves fight off the medusas.
Truth be told this entire matter between the two races had given me quite a shock. On top of negotiating our deal, that senior had also explained the origin of this fight.