Lightning Is the Only Way

"You're my friend, Orthar! Don't force me into this situation!" Silva shouted in rage and helplessness. Several level two Lords stood behind him. Starting at the Unity Realm, no beast could be counted as stupid anymore. As soon as Silva explained everything to them, they realized the actual danger they were in. If two level three Lords attacked, they would all get annihilated.

Yet, just as many beasts stood behind Orthar. They had seen their insane growth and noticed how the pressure had helped them. Of course, this also meant that they realized how dangerous it would be for them if so many Lords left them. They wanted to stay, but if so many Lords left, the chances of them dying would increase significantly.

"You have stopped being a friend to me after your words, Silva," Orthar said coldly. "I want to become powerful! That's my goal in life! Yet, by convincing so many Lords to leave with you, you have become a hindrance to me! You can leave by yourself if you want, but I won't allow so many Lords to leave with you!"

Meanwhile, the beasts were all in distress. The two most powerful beasts beside the Leader were about to kill each other. They didn't want to go against each other, but both sides had their own goals.

Ironically, the goals of both sides were identical. Both sides just didn't want to die. Yet, the same goal manifested in different ideologies and mindsets. Because of that, even though both sides just didn't want to die, they were about to kill each other.

"Give up, Orthar!" Silva shouted. "Even if I were to die to you, my followers will just leave! They know the truth now and will leave, even without me! Killing me won't change anything!"

Many of the onlookers, who hadn't decided on a side, felt themselves sway to Silva's camp. Yes, what could the Oracle even do? The beasts would leave either way. They might as well just join Silva in leaving.

"So?" Orthar answered. "By killing you and your followers, our Tribe will get some supreme tempering. On top of that, your deaths will give rise to several level three Lords! At that point, we won't have to fear the invasion of level three Lords anymore!"

Now, the onlookers were swayed towards Orthar's camp. If they all killed Silva's side, they would become even more powerful. If a level four Lord invaded, the Leader would get involved. They only needed to be powerful enough to resist level three Lords. They knew that their Lords were way more powerful than average Lords. One level three Lord in their Tribe might be able to take on two invading level three Lords.

Silva's body shook in rage and frustration. "That is only true if you still have enough level two Lords after this fight! Additionally, if so many level two Lords become level three Lords, you would have a shortage of level two Lords. What if lots of level two Lords invade then? Would the level three Lords care about those?"

"Your Leader won't protect you from death! Are you willing to stay in such a dangerous Tribe!?" Silva shouted at the beasts behind Orthar.

Orthar shouted back. "The Leader has never protected our Tribe from beasts that pose no danger to him. Yet, look at where we are now! The way of the Leader has proven that this is the fastest way to grow more powerful! If it were up to

at their current power. Maybe their Realm increases, but then they will only count as average level three Lords without any proper danger. Are you willing to

themselves to their heart's

are passive, but that isn't

angering such powerful Tribes, you transform this eventuality into certainty! Your Tribe is doomed to die, while my Tribe only has a possibility of death!

chance of victory but still win. We have fought together against two level three Lords. Right now, we are close to being able to jump an

go through such insane fights as you and I! Yet, by angering such powerful Tribes, you

the beasts that had chosen their side had also begun to sway. Now, they were no longer so sure about the side they had

The beasts weren't able to decide which side

different ways. Silva grew more frustrated. He had expected that his followers

beasts that stood neutrally at the sidelines would follow the victor. Orthar only needed to kill Silva. Then, no beast would

Silva saw their companions leaving, they felt more pressure and also left. In a minute,

Orthar felt smug about his victory. Silva and Orthar were in different positions. Silva was the active one, while Orthar was the passive one. By remaining undecided, the beasts had shown that they

viper," Orthar said. "I have said that you can leave by yourself. So, I won't

Then, a sneaky sparkle appeared inside his

want to leave the River Tribe, just travel

at Orthar again. "By not killing anyone today, you have weakened the Tribe. No level three Lords will appear while your most powerful level two Lord

Silva narrowed his eyes. "Now, it doesn't even need two level three lords to endanger the Tribe. With only you, one level

next level three Lord will invade. Because without the Leader intervening, that day will

grew angry for a

won't be an issue," Orthar said. "I will become a level three Lord today, and I will protect