Wolf rider Captain Beecher gazed at Abel’s gear, then at that snow eagle, and at last at the mount wolf king again. He had become more confident in his idea that the head wolf rider captain was someone prestigious they had a large sum of wealth from a big powerful family.
Perhaps the family didn’t want to lose the head wolf rider captain to war, so they tricked him into going to the orc god ceremony.
Easily, the wolf rider captain had convinced himself why Abel did not go to war.
“Master, it’s best not to join such a big battle anyway. The more orcs there are, the less war glory there will be!” As an escaped soldier, Wolf rider captain Beecher was someone deeply patriotic heart for the orc empire anyway. He was worried that Abel would give up going to the orc god ceremony in Nam Mountain and join the battle instead.
Abel pretended to hesitate and then nodded. “No matter what, the orc god ceremony is still very important. We have to join!”
“Yes, Master!” Wolf rider Beecher replied in excitement.
“Yes, Beecher, what road were you initially going to take to get to the orc utopia?” Abel asked casually.
“Master, I’m not going to lie. I was planning to enter the desert of death, then go through Fuer Swamp. But just as you said, my master, we can also go through the Rocky ground. Although it’s a little further, it is far safer than the desert of death and the Fuer Swamp!” wolf rider captain Beecher said with his head down.
Abel suddenly felt his brain hurt. If he was a real wolf rider captain, going through the Rocky ground wouldn’t be a problem.
But he was only an impersonator. Although he was not afraid when it came to his confidence, he still didn’t have an actual identity. That was the problem.
He still didn’t want to turn on wolf rider captain Beecher. He still wanted to get more information about the orc god ceremony from him.
“Beecher, let’s go through the Rocky ground!” However, Abel was not planning to actually go through the Rocky Ground. There were still 3 more days until they reached the rocky ground according to his map, so it would be enough time for him to get everything out of Wolf rider captain Beecher.
“Yes, master!” Wolf rider captain Beecher said in excitement again. Going through the desert of death and Fuer swamp was basically putting your life at stake.
Abel and wolf rider captain Beecher left speedily. The two did not talk much as they galloped through the grassland.
Abel connected with White Cloud through the soul chain as he continued to gallop. He asked it to follow him while dragging battle fort no.03 up above.
After a few hours of nonstop galloping at full speed, they finally came to a halt as the night was growing near. Wolf rider captain Beecher found a puddle of water and got ready to spend his night near there.
“Master, you can eat first!” Said wolf rider captain Beecher, tone full of honor as he took out some food and handed it to Abel.
Abel gazed at the food and felt his stomach-turning. It was a mush of black meat. It was lamb meat. Raw lamb meat. He was sure.
Ever since he transformed into a worgen, his sense of smell had increased dramatically. He could clearly sniff out the gamey smell of the lamb; also since it had not been preserved well, he could also smell the rot that mixed in with the food.
The mixture of these 2 smells had almost turned into a nightmarish stink.
It was torture, making a noble wizard who had been eating the best food the human could offer the world every day to eat this. Abel just couldn’t bring himself to do it.
“Eh, you can eat it yourself. I have my own food!” Abel, with a wave of a hand, declined wolf rider captain Beecher. He then pulled open a leather bag on his mountain and pretended he was taking stuff out of it. But actually, he was taking out a piece of rough bread and a few strips of roast beef from his portal bracelet.
These were actually food from the wolves he got from his spoils of war. He had prepared a lot of stuff from the wolves for this operation, and food was one of them.
Rough bread and roast beef were extremely easy to preserve. Also, his portal bag could separate the temperature inside from the outside, so after Abel had added a few ice blocks inside it, it could preserve his food even longer.
A shook look emerged on wolf rider Captain Beecher’s face as he saw Abel take out these 2 types of food. At the same time he was also further convinced of Abel’s identity.
You could only get rough bread and roast beef outside of the military as a head wolf rider captain. The orc empire always had a shortage of food. Although the wolves had taken over most of the grassland, they could only get just enough food to survive.
Therefore, the distribution of food had always been extremely strict. The orc empire had killed almost any edible wild animal, so 80% of the orcs were living in extreme poverty.
This was also why so many pecker orcs were sent straight to the Miracle Wall for suicide. They just couldn’t feed them. The best soil in the orc empire could only be harvested one else a year at most.
If ey did not have a good harves that year that year, most of the orcs would starve to death.
Therefore when wolf rider captain Beecher saw these foods, he also got less worried.
Not only that but, Abel then decided to give a part of his rough bread and roast meat to him. All of a sudden, he would share anything with Abel.
“Master. You will almost have no competition in this orc god ceremony. As long as you can win, that portion of orc god blood will boost your ability to the next level!” Wolf rider captain Beecher’s eyes lit up in passion when he said the word orc god blood.
“I didn’t hear any clear details on how the orc god ceremony will go down, do you?” Abel said while chewing.
“Of course. I have sacrificed 2 sheep heads for some information on this orc god ceremony. I heard it would be hosted by 5 priests. You will enter the holy temple for an examination, and if you pass, a portion of orc god blood will be awarded to you. Of course, you can also get more orc god blood during the process of the examination. That’s why everyone goes crazy for the ceremony!” Wolf rider captain Beecher poured out everything he knew.
It was a great glory to explain things to a head wolf rider captain.
“Is the ceremony dangerous?” Abel asked again.
“Of course not, you will not be in danger as long as you are an orc!” Wolf rider captain Beecher shook his head.
“Right, do you have an identity card?” Abel asked, trying to sound casual.
“Yeah, here!” Wolf rider captain Beecher took out a bone made sign and said.
“Weird, how come I never seen anything like this in the orc battlefield?” Abel mumbled to himself.
“Of course you won’t see this in the orc battlefield. No orc can bring their identity on to the battlefield!” Wolf rider Captain Beecher suddenly stuttered and added with a shocked look on his face, “Master, you’ve never seen an identity card?”
“Yeah, how could I see an identity like this? I don’t even remember how many orcs I had killed in the orc battlefield!” Abel said, laughing and shaking his head.
He didn’t have anything else to ask wolf rider captain Beecher.
He snatched the bone made identity from the horrified wolf rider captains Beecher and took a closer look. He then nodded in satisfaction.
There was an extremely detailed message on the bone made identity as well as a strange pattern. There was a strand of death qi within those patterns; it seemed like it was made by a priest.
Abel didn’t think a priest would help every wolf rider make an identity card like this, but at least they would make one for wolf rider captains since these things were too hard to replicate.
Most importantly, the face of a worgen appeared in his mind as he scanned this identity card with his power of the will. It was the face of wolf rider captain Beecher.
The technology used in this identity card was even harder to replicate than the ones human’s used. Abel couldn’t help but admire the research of the orc priests.
Afterward, Abel smiled as his bones began to shape shift. Under the horrified gaze of wolf rider captain Beecher, Abel slowly transformed into a wolf rider captain that looked exactly like him.
