“Simple,” I shrugged, “these Hescos seemed to get rid of the zombie threat before we arrived there. It’s time for us to make them remember the fear of the fifth quest.”

When I said that, my tone and expression were vicious. I meant what I said, and they were smart enough to get what I meant.

If I could control the zombies coming out from the dens formed by these orbs, then I planned to use all these orbs and turn the entire world out there into zombies loyal to me.

“You wanted defensive troops to guard your drones, and these zombies will be perfect for such a task,” I knew the fight over there made both sides lose tons of forces in the past clashes.

If I used orbs there to form dens, then the entire region would be submerged under a dense amount of zombies, many of which would be higher grade than normal zombies.

Using an endless stream of zombies coming out from many dens was the perfect use of fodders. Like that I’d not have to use anything precious or risk losing any of my forces or precious weapons.

But first I had to experiment and see if what Loran said was true or not.

If he didn’t know what he was speaking about, then we would return to square zero again.

“Go now,” I urged Isac, “before thinking about how to use these orbs, I first need to test one of them.”

“Sure,” Isac got what I meant without the need to explain myself. I watched her move while other generals started to brief Loran in.

I watched Loran’s face switch between utter confusion and shock to pure excitement. Once he heard the entire story he jumped and knelt in front of me.

“Lord… Please grant my race this chance to take over such a prosperous race and fight.”

His tone was sincere, and his emotions were filled with excitement. I knew what he meant by that, however I didn’t intend to comply.

“I’m going to use the den orbs as you expected, but I won’t let your people come.”

“Lord… This…”

“I need more of these orbs,” I explained, “and the world you are fighting at right now may be considered one on the verge of turning into a dark realm world. So our presence there, your people’s presence, is destined to stop that world from transmutation.”

“I understand, but lord has not to worry. My race may be called on the verge of getting extinct, but we have enough to participate in that huge war.”

I knew he wanted to be there to watch the glory of his lost race once again. Facing the number one race and crushing them with one of their race taboos was something thrilling indeed.

I moved a few steps forward, patted him on the shoulder. Even when he knelt, he was still higher than me so I had to extend my arms to pat his shoulders.

“Don’t worry, soon enough I’ll get a recording about this entire battle. And believe me, I’ll make this recording play for a long time all over my kingdom.”

“This…” he raised his head and I saw a pleasant expression over his face. He was surprised by this, and I just gave him a firm nod before returning to watch Isac once more.

The girl went down there and sent a few teams back to the world of zombies. I knew this world didn’t have a high chance to be one of the dark realm worlds, not like the sand world at least.

There were preserved cities and towns out there. That meant this world could be saved from turning into such a dark fate.

Unlike the pure sand world which was filled entirely with sand, zombies, and monsters, this world would be saved the moment my people controlled these towns and cities, and took over the portals out there.

Like this, that world wouldn’t be called a barren world. Besides it didn’t give me any bad feeling, not like that sand world that looked so desolate and gloomy.

I waited for half an hour before the first team returned. Each team was formed of thousands of members, and when they came back they got tens of these orbs.

Each orb was much bigger than I took them to be. The orbs were close to fifty metres in radius. Holding one seemed to take the effort of a few hundred of these strong fighters.

“They brought a few over,” Isac returned back to my chariot, pointing towards the ground before adding, “how can we use these?”

I looked at Loran who was generous in his answer.

“Lord can bind them using his blood, then we have to bury one under the ground. The depth shall be no less than two hundred metres, and we will need blood of monsters. We want to turn them into zombies to fill the hole if possible.”

I listened and my eyes flashed with realisation. “Are you saying that using high grade monsters will give yield to high grade zombies?”

“There won’t be a change in grade,” he shook his head, “only the type of zombies will differ. It’s like bringing out more zombies of different kinds, but the same power.”

“Hmm… If they got the powers from the dead monsters, then they wouldn’t be on the same level of power,” I was sure he was wrong in his estimation.

Just recalling the two grand zombies I fought before which kept the powers of the two initially killed fiends by me gave me a confirmation about what I thought.

The zombies would have the same grade, but their individual strength would vary according to the nature and initial powers of the monsters.

And that made me think deeper about this.

If this worked as he said, then I was in front of a great chance. I took a peek over the hot onslaught happening over the Hescos world. There I spotted lots of dead monsters, killed in the hands of zombies.