"Chieftain, what is this thing?" a few fellow craftsmen asked Cullen Azog as they helped him to build a weird-looking furnace. In their eye, this furnace built by them from scratch seems to be more sophisticated than the usual one they've been using so far.
Furthermore, it seems that only Cullen Azog is capable of using it.
At least that's for now.
"This is the Allforge. Chieftain, from where did you learn how to make this world wonder?" the elder Orc Tanker came forward and asked.
"Do you know about this Allforge, Elder Roas?" Cullen Azog asked. This piece of memory came into his mind a week ago when his achievement over the Exalt Force grew. But unfortunately, because his control over the Exalt Force is still minuscule, it became an obstacle to him as he was trying to harness the knowledge from his mind.
Up to date, Cullen Azog is still clueless about all of these.
To him, it feels like there was an entire world of a mysterious force inside his mind, but he has no way to unlock the knowledge within.
"I've served in your father's ship before, so I know a little about this Allforge. It was a piece of logic-defying equipment that only a few Orc Designers are capable of using."
"One of the purposes of the Allforge was to create the material for Armaments. Did you see the ship that brought us here? That is the work of an Allforge." the Elder Orc Tanker shared few pieces of information he knew.
"No wonder my sense is telling me to make this as soon as possible." Cullen Azog nodded and placed his hand on the surface of the Allforge. Looking at this piece of mysterious equipment that could only react to Exalt Force, there was a hint of eagerness to try deep inside his heart.
"Your sense is telling you to make this? That's impossible... Even if you inherited the pieces of memories of your father, the Supreme King, it is impossible..." Elder Roas said. There was not a hint of lies behind his expression and words.
"Why would you say so, Elder?" Cullen Azog asked.
"Your father... Holds the pure-blood of the Supreme Orc Monarch, the second of his kind. All of us are considered hundred of generations after his. Honestly speaking, there shouldn't be a link between your sense and his memories..." Elder Roas continued to ponder.
"Wait for a second, elder. How old is my father? And how long has he hold that title?" Cullen Azog was curious. Except for the fact he was a failure product between the Supreme King and his mother, Rosie "Luminaria" Cullen, he knew about nothing else.
"The Supreme King? From what I was told, he ruled over six galaxies about ten thousand years ago... I would say he's about 30,000 years old in our Orc Age?" the elder replied.
"30,000 years old?" Cullen Azog was stunned. He regrets asking about it because knowing this brings him no benefit or whatsoever.
Seated in the room with the Allforge quietly, Cullen Azog calmed himself by studying the furnace capable of creating wondrous artefacts.
A hint of Exalt Force slowly seeps out of his palm as he gently touches a part supposed to be the control panel of the Allforge.
Everything he did was seen by his mother hiding behind the door.
"Child... There are more for you to do and achieve in the future. Forgive your mother to force this upon you." Rosie Cullen whispered as she slowly leaves the room.
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"ROAR!" the Scale Champion resisted against the onslaught of the two Orc Warriors by relying on its powerful body. The approximately three meters long monster then rolled on the ground like a piece of log to release itself from Yzak's capture.
Unable to control its movement any longer, the Ork Warrior Yzak has no other choice but to let go of his hands. Looking at the prey fiercely, the feeling of excitement started to develop inside his mind.
Even the other Orc Warrior was curious as he looks at the changes in Yzak's behavior.
"ROAR! ROAR! ROAR!!!" the Scale Champion get agitated out of sudden as it got up on its rear legs. Just like the Orc and Human, the abomination soldiers too were going under a growth.
It took the monster a while to get used to how to walk on two legs, but the moment it gets better, their next engagement started. Charging into the two Orc Warriors fiercely, the Scale Champion is now capable of tail swing as well as attacking using all four of its claws.
"Ro - Ro - Roar!" the accuracy of the attack is still considered off because of its stiff neck. Facing those inaccurate blows gave the Orc Warriors more opportunity to land a strike on the Scale Champion.
"Die for Yzak! Grun-Thar!" the Orc Warrior swung his sword harder with the belief that it would be strong enough to chop the head of the abomination off. And it actually did.
The head of the Scale Champion flew a few steps away as the body fell on the ground.
"Shh! Shh!" like the chain of command is broken, the other Scale Workers immediately run as soon as their leader is dead. Almost all the surviving Scale Lizards escaped into the water.
"We... We won?" one of the human hunters fell on his knees and trembled. Nobody knew if his trembling is because he was happy or because he was afraid.
"Yes! We won! We're not dead yet!" a few other hunters cried too due to what happened earlier. They were close to losing all their hope when the Scale Champion made its debut before them.
Right on that night, the corpse that belonged to the Scale Champion was brought back to their Orc Village to be presented to Cullen Azog, their respected Chieftain. On Yzak's waist hanged the Scale Champion's head, where there was a piece of shiny pebble inside of its brain.
As for the abomination's hive, something else was changing too.
Three eggs were close to hatching. And swimming within the three blurry translucent eggs seems to resemble the shape and design of the Scale Champion.