Magic, Evil Gods, and the Fourth Calamity

Everyone looked at Ai, while Ai was sizing up everyone.

Although these guys may look fine on the outside, each of them is actually surrounded by some chaotic power, which comes from the corruption of other evil gods.

The chaotic forces completely corrupted these guys' bodies and souls. Although they slightly strengthened their bodies, they also made them dependent on this power and greatly shortened their lifespans.

If these humans do not ingest this chaotic power for an extended period, they will fall into extreme suffering. However, if they do ingest it, it will only exacerbate this corrosive effect.

The scalding, paste-like substance in that pot contained something related to the corruption of the evil god.

No wonder the War Hall stormed out before; it turns out that there really was someone in His empire cooperating with an evil god—or perhaps He tacitly approved of such cooperation?

Ai recalled the scene not long ago when [War Hall] angrily berated the gods and stormed off. Could it be that someone really hit a sore spot?

"What's going on, Rosa? Why have you been feeding those inferior creatures for so long?!"

An orc emerged from a wooden hut in the distance, shouting angrily at the human miners. He immediately spotted the orc's headless body and Ai standing beside it.

"What...?"

Before the orc who came out of the wooden house could even ask any questions, Aiyi was in front of it and grabbed its neck with one hand.

The orc tried to resist and scream.

The human arm that gripped it was as hard as if it were cast from refined iron, making it impossible for even a wisp of air to pass through its trachea.

Ai turned her head and glanced at the three orcs still sitting in the wooden house. Without hesitation, she snapped the neck of the orc in her hand and casually threw it aside.

Before the orc's corpse even hit the ground, Ai had already entered the cabin. After smashing the heads of two orcs who hadn't even reacted yet with two punches, she stomped the remaining orc to the ground.

Ai looked coldly at the orc at her feet. "Tell me, what is that addictive stuff in the pot?"

The orc being trampled on trembled uncontrollably. He didn't understand what was happening, nor could he comprehend where this ridiculously powerful human came from.

You should know that he was a high-ranking orc warrior of the purple bronze level, yet he was powerless to resist under the opponent's feet.

Witnessing the opponent's terrifying strength, he instinctively answered in shock, "It's the demigod blood poison bestowed upon us by the city lord, which can increase the work efficiency of humans and animals by more than ten times, and the price is that they can only live to the age of thirty..."

"Is this kind of thing common?" Ai asked.

"I don't know, but I heard from the city lord's guards that it seems to have been secretly passed down from the orc royal court decades ago... Wow..."

Before the orc could finish speaking, Ai stomped on his chest, crushing it and letting him let out a final scream with his last breath.

"Oh dear!"

At that moment, in Ai's arms, the baby waved its intact right arm and let out joyful cries.

They seemed to be cheering for Ai's killing of the orc.

Ai looked at the child curiously, and the child looked at Ai and cheered again.

Could this baby, who looks less than a month old, understand what happened?

With these questions in mind, Ai walked out of the hut, and the group of humans oppressed by the orcs swarmed towards her.

Ai stood still, waiting for the group of people to gather in front of her.

From the crowd, a gaunt-faced but robust man walked out somewhat unsteadily.

"My lord, are you the savior?"

The man asked expectantly, but Ai didn't answer immediately. Instead, she looked at the "old man" in front of her.

Although he was called an old man, Ai Yi knew that he was at most thirty years old, but had aged excessively due to the corruption of the evil god.

Ai didn't answer, and no one dared to speak. They just looked at Ai with expectant eyes, hoping that Ai would give them the answer they wanted.

"no!"

Ai shook her head slightly, and disappointment was evident in everyone's eyes, followed by relief.

It seems this answer was expected.

The man then asked, "Sir, may we ask you for a favor?"

"What is it?"

"Can you take care of the child in your arms? She's different from us. She hasn't eaten that disgusting stuff yet; she's a normal person... But us, you... can you kill us?"

The man's words made Ai frown as she looked at the group of men and women, young and old.

"Why do you want to die?"

"We're beyond saving. We can't live without that disgusting stuff. Now that you've killed the orcs, we won't be able to eat it anymore, and we'll just die in agony."

Therefore, rather than die in agony, you would rather kill us.

"Are you blaming me?" Ai asked.

"No, that's not it! It's just that after we ate that stuff, we became very difficult to kill... And since you can kill these orcs so easily, you could kill us just as easily... We don't want to die in too much pain..."

The man looked at Ai with empty eyes, his tone so calm yet carrying a hint of pleading.

The people behind him remained silent, as if what the man said was what they were thinking.

"..."

Ai looked at these guys and fell silent.

After a short while, he asked, "Do you want to live? I can let you live, live without suffering."

A glimmer of light appeared in the man's empty eyes, but it dimmed instantly after he remembered something.

"But where can we go to survive? Those orcs won't let us go!"

"So why don't you just kill all those orcs who oppress you!"

Everyone stared at Ai Yi in astonishment, while Ai Yi was now completely immersed in the role.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Alpha, and I am the blade favored by the great [Gluttonous Dragon]. Faith in my Lord will allow you to live and grant you the power to kill those orcs who oppress you!"

The group looked at each other, all somewhat at a loss.

Although they were oppressed and enslaved by orcs, and because of the corruption of the evil god, no one lived past thirty.

Fortunately, the orcs' muscle-bound brains are not yet capable of carrying out such a difficult plan as causing a cultural break in humanity.

Therefore, this group of people knew about the [Holy Throne of Light] and the [Gluttonous Dragon], and even extended this knowledge to the existence of a savior who would never actually exist.

Therefore, they also knew that the so-called "Gluttonous Dragon" was the evil god they spoke of.

However, no one panicked or felt fear; people simply looked at the man in the lead.

The man standing before Ai pondered for a moment before asking, "Then, sir, what is the price?"

"A living being must be killed every fifteen days, or it will die without a trace! And this 'living being' can be a human, a monster, or even an orc!"