Deus: We are all Lords

The sound of metal clashing was heard and the Orc King could be seen flying and skidding across the ground back to the other side of the circle. On the other side, H'tia could be seen standing completely unscathed by the Orc in anyway, even her clothes looked as neat as they did when she landed.

"Captain Heua was right… it was only a level difference" H'tia said as a laughter escaped her lips

"I had thought that your kind was stronger than us High Orcs because of your specialty but it seems I was very wrong… you guys only had a higher level of power compared to us"

The High Orc couldn't believe that the belief that she had was shattered in just a few days of staying with in the territory with beings with power equal to the Gods. It was inborn knowledge that Orc Generals had power equal to two High Orcs but turns out it was only because Orc Generals or Kings tend to have a higher level compared to normal High Orcs who were no different compared to cannon fodder.

"Heal him…. now" H'tia commanded one of her fellow High Orcs

Seeing her seriousness, the High Orc did as she had requested as the Orc King immediately stood up with even more vigor than last time. It had been restored back to full health.

As soon as it stood up, a savage aura burst out of its body in its attempt to showcase its dominance. Seeing its act, H'tia drew the sword of one of the High Orcs in the area and threw it towards the Orc

"Pick it and fight me… I would like to see what exactly makes your species so special that even the gods decided to embed such knowledge into us" H'tia said as she took a stance and her aura changed entirely

"Prepare for your death!" the Orc king shouted as it picked up the sword and the aura around it got even thicker

The Orc couldn't believe that an ordinary High Orc would dare to insult him in such a manner. its attack may have been deflected by some fluke or magical item but that would repeat itself.

In anger, the Orc immediately charged towards H'tia deciding to unleash all its power in order to overwhelm her. With the intention to show H'tia the difference between a mighty Orc king and an ordinary High orc, the Orc swung its weapon at H'tia only for it to miss its target.

"Too slow" H'tia commented as she vanished from her original position

Reappearing directly before the Orc King with her sword sheathed, she slammed her palm into the massive belly of the creature which sent him flying away, before the creature had used its speed to intimidate and kill them off but now, it was their turn.

H'tia disappeared again, reappearing at the end point of it's short flight and kicked the massive creature up into the sky. Having no plans of letting the creature go, she jumped up and drew her sword as she cut off its legs with a simple slash before it could land on the ground. Everything in her wanted to simply end the creature's life now but that honor belonged to someone else

While her battle was going on, all around the settlement, one could easily spot the Demon Goblins shooting down any orc they found. His majesty had ordered so and that was what they would do, Teria walked around the settlement that was now littered with the corpses of several Orcs and some other creatures. He ensured that the entire camp was now free of any orc, big or small, ordinary or special.

"It seems our mission here is done, everyone clear this place and prep it for her ladyship's arrival" Teria commanded as soon as he saw H'tia and her crew carrying a tied-up pig

He didn't care to know what they would do to the Orc King; his only business was done and the remaining thing to do was to wipe out all other Orc territories around here but that could wait until they had settled in first.

The High Orcs brought the tied-up Orc King back into the territory where Alex could be seen standing in wait in front of the now grounded K-5.

Back in the dragon pen, a few hours had passed and the dragon's evolution was still ongoing though it had physically shrunken but not so much that would be considered small. It was still big just not as it used to be. Its rugged looks were now more streamlined and horns were now smaller. Despite all the reduction, Kingsley could still say that the creature was even more of a threat than it was previously.

As though to announce the end of the evolution, new scales could be seen popping into existence. These scales were all golden and gave a weird metallic sheen to it. For the first time since Viktor, Kingsley was impressed by the aura a creature could muster.

[Lord's eye]

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Name: -

Race: Golden Dragon

Level: 1

Health: 100,000

Physique: 50,000

Spirit: 10,000

Description:

A creature created by the Behemoth, known popularly to be the father of the Dragons. This creature was the first and only one of its kind. An existence not to be trifled with.

Abilities:

Dragon Authority: All Golden dragons possess the ability to command the other dragons... they are born Dragon Kings. This grants them immortality and immense influence amongst other dragons.

Draconic Elemental Magic: A type of Magic that used by Dragons that allows them to manipulate the elements of the World.

World Speaker: The User's language is automatically translated for the listener to understand and vice versa

Transformation: As a superior dragon, All Golden dragon possess the capabilities to transform their physiques into any other they desire without any drawbacks or reduction in ability

Flight: As a winged creature, it is capable of flight

Specialty: there can only be one Golden Dragon per Era

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"As expected," Kingsley said as a smile formed on his face.

For some reason, he doubted that the dragon would turn into something extraordinary but after seeing the golden scales. Kingsley knew that luck was still on his side, the original Golden Dragon was dead and none had evolved to replace it.

The newly evolved golden dragon slowly got to its feet and spread its wings as an incredibly intimidating aura spread out with him as it's center. Raising its heard to the ceiling of the cave, it let loose an incredibly powerful roar

*Roar!!*

Its roar shook the entire cave letting loose a few rocks that came cascading down but Kingsley held it together so it wouldn't cave in. He knew what he had created and exactly how much power it held, he was happy that at least it's first subconscious act was only to roar and not to release its breath. The act was to show its dominance to the world, Viktor may have not done it but he was just a goblin, this was a dragon and their power levels were vastly different.

"So, who wants to go next?" Kingsley said

Turning around, the rocks and soil around the cave was immediately peeled back by some force to reveal even more dragons of different colors and sizes. He had captured more dragons than just these two. Though the exact number didn't reach it was still a lot of dragons.

"I believe you all can talk after all you aren't that much younger compared to him" Kingsley said and immediately all of them bowed

The so-called Dragon's pride was only used when the Dragon was stronger or had allies that were stronger or in situations when the Dragon believes itself superior but once superiority has been established even a black dragon would choose life or death. The newly evolved dragon had chosen death because in that situation, Kingsley didn't give much of a choice.

The dragon had mistaken his strength so thought it could beat him so it didn't accept the safer option and when it was too late, the dragon already knew that it couldn't be saved and it would rather die than beg.

"Good, you guys make things much easier" Kingsley said then force fed the crystal to all the remaining dragons