In the tallest tower of the white city, several mages were currently having a heated discussion.
"Are you satisfied with your work, Magus Olodel?!"
"Have you looked outside for once and marvelled at your own handcraft?!" A beautiful lady in a sexy lavender gown was amongst the loudest souls in this private sanctum.
Others backed her words up and also voiced their opinions on the matter.
"You should know sha Magus Olodel and step down from your position of High Magus of Ivory City at once!"
"You are a disgrace to our na, Magus Olodel!"
"The Conclave of Mages will definitely not forgive you for what you've done!" The insulting words continued but the one on the hot seat remained calm through it all.
It did not take long for the gathered mages to run out of words to say. And it was also at this ti when Magus Olodel finally uttered his first words in the eting.
"What would you have done then in my place, Magus Silvana?" Magus Olodel asked the primary instigator of this whole affair, the beautiful lady in a sexy lavender gown.
"Anything else but that! You summoned billions of mortals from 2 worlds and they are now suffering because of your lunacy!" Magus Silvana countered with an impassioned speech.
"Wrong. You are wrong, Magus Silvana."
"Those people are suffering because of our weakness."
"If we could only defend this city with our power then I would not have resorted to this extre sacrifice and waste of lives." Magus Olodel said in a composed voice.
This city was beset by a strong orc horde from beyond the seas. Many mortal cities had fallen before this legion of orcs arrived finally in Ivory City.
They had tried to defend at first and even made an assassination attempt towards the leaders of these wild savages.
Alas, of the 10 mage team that participated in the quest, three level 9 mages have paid with their lives in the aftermath. And the 7 that returned accrued terrible injuries in their bodies.
The Orc Warlord that led this expedition of conquest possessed an unmatched strength and this truth was giving these mages so major headaches in consequence.
"We should have just waited for the help that was coming from the Conclave of Mages!"
"You did not need to do this kind of atrocity at all!" Magus Silvana remained emotional through it all. The bloody scene outside has made her nauseous and angry at the sa ti.
"It has already been a month, Magus Silvana."
"No help would co from the Conclave!" Magus Olodel stated harshly. This was the only ti that he raised his voice since this eting started.
He had done his first world summoning last month and almost 8 billion souls perished in that duration.
Today, Magus Olodel made his 2nd summons and there was not a shadow of the Conclave of Mages anywhere in the city of Ivory.
Nevertheless, he was sure that myriad spies of the nearby influences were present in the edges of this large scale war.
It seed like everyone else was waiting on how the mages of Ivory would face these mighty conquerors from beyond the sea.
"What are we going to do? We can't let this continue." Magus Silvana was visibly shaken at this ti.
She had full faith in the Conclave and she tried to fight her doubts from rising up but alas, the brutal massacre outside the city walls had absolutely shaken her belief in the organization that nurtured all of them mages.
No help was coming for them, Silvana was heartbroken at this ti.
"We shall remain doing what we can."
"A few of the mortals have been gifted by myriad powers as they passed through the summoning circle."
"We need to save them in order to bolster our forces."
"If the ti cos when we have to leave the city behind, at least we can have so gains in our defeat."
"Other than that, I shall trouble you to give a parting gift to our visitors, Magus Silvana."
"I have already done my part in bringing flesh and blood into our land. I expect that you shall do the right thing when the ti cos." Magus Olodel replied in length.
Two was his limit in doing a world summoning magic. More than that and he would have to lose his life in the process. Nothing can be gained without an equal sacrifice after all.
"..." Magus Silvana rely nodded in response. For a mage who specialized in blood and death magic, her own temperant was quite contrary to her specific field of expertise.
Silvana was kind, charming and followed a strict moral compass in her heart. Alas, so things were just made beautiful because of its contradictions.
Magus Silvana was one of its few examples.
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Outside the gates of Ivory City, our bored gar was pretty busy in harvesting the lives of the orcs. In less than 30 seconds alone, he has killed several orcs in his path.
He weaved through the battlefield and picked his target with uncanny precision.
'"DING!"
"You acquired 1 download point, host."
'And that's the last point I need!' Clark exclaid in his mind and imdiately went on to do so basic steps next.
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Host: Clark Colter
Cultivation: One
Techniques: Orc Physique (Level 1)
Download Points: 10
Inventory
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'Please upgrade my technique Orc Physique to level 2, Nancy.' Our good gar instructed his loyal system.
"Affirmative, host." Nancy replied and after a breath, Clark could feel the vast changes inside his body.
From a height of 6 foot tall, his form grew 7 inches more and this change was coupled by the enormous growth of his muscles.
Our bored gar was built like a tank at this ti and even the most diligent bodybuilders in the mortal world would stand in sha if compared to his physical qualities at this ti.
Unfortunately, this unforeseen change brought so troubles for our very own protagonist. Everything beca too small for his body size.
The tuxedo had to go and sa for the shoes which beca too tight to wear. Even his trousers would not fit him anymore.
"ZIPPPPPPPP!" Clark tore so of it until he stood like the little brother of Hulk at this ti. He did the sa to his poor white undershirt.
With these little adjustnts done, our bored gar then resud his hunt in this land of death and killers.
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