11th Floor of the Tower, Northern Ocean Area
Samiel was standing on the deck of the steel behemoth of a ship as he was admiring the ocean and observing the life around them. He could see and even sense the sea creatures that were either following their ship or feeling from it.
Using the Level 3 Ultimate Ability Soul Devour on countless souls that he obtained during the slaughter of various pirate crews on the 11th Floor of the Tower, Samiel was able to learn the precise strength and powers of each of the crews...
Who better knew about the situation of other pirates than the pirates themselves and this proved to be sacred truth. Just after devouring a few tens of Souls of pirates, Samiel knew a lot about where to hunt for pirates.
He also knew about the weak and strong sides of each of the pirate crews that were operating in the Northern Ocean Area.
'Unfortunately, the more mories I gain from the souls, the more I need to work to transfer them into proficiency within the respective Abilities and Skills.'
Using the Soul Devour didn't instantly miraculously give him Skills and Proficiency with them, but he needed to train according to the mories to get them, but at the sa ti, his knowledge about Magic broadened a bit.
From ti to ti, he devoured Soul of so magic user and obtained all of their mories., which proved to be gain. Unfortunately, most of the magic users that were operating within the pirate crews were only low-grade ones.
aning while they had a certain level of power, their theoretical knowledge was shit.
Casting spells and knowing the theory behind them were two entirely different things and usually, magic users from low backgrounds or those who were not talented enough could only get to the storage of executing the spell without even understanding the chanics.
"My Lord, we are nearing the territorial waters of the Green Beast Pirates."
Samiel heard the voice of his retainer Juulius Crawford who was already standing behind him for the past several hours, as Samiel enjoyed the landscape of the Northern Ocean Area for several hours.
He liked nature; it gave him a very calming feeling in his mind, sothing that was deeply appreciated by him. After getting together with Yvraine, their favorite couple activity was actually going to nature and having there picnics.
"I know... I could feel the tainted Mana of their kind even here this far."
When Orks took root in so territory, sothing peculiar always happened in their controlled territories. The Greenskins, as a whole, had a very strong psychic presence, like very, very strong and their collective will was constantly corrupting Mana.
This corrupted Mana was green in color and was like specifically created for the Greenskins.
For non-greenskins, this kind of tainted Mana was actually dangerous and weakening at the sa ti. At the sa ti, the stronger Professionals could withstand it and face only minor weakening from it.
For the weaker Professionals, the situation was way worse; for example, if the tainted Mana was too strong, then those who entered and could not withstand it could go insane or be corrupted into so form of abomination.
"Activate the cloaking... we don't need to attract the attention of the greenskins; it would destroy our ambush attempt."
Samiel ordered as the cold wind struck into his face... this area of the Northern Ocean Area was especially freezing. Still, fortunately, the ship was constructed by the best artisans and engineers of the Skrånøtiå.
It was not that expensive for nothing and the price was very well deserved.
Juulius raised his brow at his master before he excused himself and went to carry out the order and inform Captain Alvar, who was in charge of the ship. It didn't take a long ti before the cloaking chanisms around the ship were activated.
This should be enough for them to arrive at the island where the Green Beast Pirates had their main headquarters. The headquarters was located within a small island archipelago, on an island that was surrounded by eight smaller islands.
These islands have created so kind of defensive wall against the invaders, making the headquarters of the Green Beast Pirates very hard to invade. Due to that, almost nobody has breached it, as the fortification were very well done.
Even Skrånøtiåns had to admit to that fact.
But Samiel and his crew were coming here prepared.
With the best stealth and cloaking thods.
The stealth thod that was installed on the ship was directly done by the mbers of the Hall of Kadath and was supported by the best Magitek devices that the kingdom of Skrånøtiå could sell them.
Due to that, he was confident that they could get past the defenses that the Green Beast Pirates had prepared. Samiel wanted to strike directly at their leader, Bagtork, straight away as the typical doctrine of dealing with the Greenskins dictated.
When one fought against the Greenskins, the first thing one needed to do, was to kill their leader as soon as possible; following that, Nobz needed to be killed next.
This was to cripple their command structure and essentially, after this was done, in 80%, it led to the collapse of any Greenskin unit.
Obviously, there was none better at this doctrine than the Holy Templar Order and the Crawford Family, as they were the ones who perfected it and now their teachings were being used across the entire Material Plane, Tower and countless worlds when dealing with the Greenskins and their endless hordes.
"How long until we arrive at the lair of the Greenskins?"
Samiel heard Yvraine ask in annoyance; for sure, she was thrilled that they were going to the place that was swarming with the Greenskins. On one side, she was thrilled that she could slaughter so Orks; on the other, she was repulsed by their very own being and existence.
"A few days at best... we are already near. You could already sense the tainted Mana of the Green."
She nodded because she could sense even more than him due to her imnse connection to nature as the Silvermoon Elf and Holy Apostle of the Goddess Eluria.
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