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Northern Coalition, makeshift tent.

A crackling electric current sizzled and popped as Orion manipulated his transcendent power to lock down the tent, ensuring no one outside could overhear the conversation within.

Inside the tent sat five Alpha-level beings—Delilah, Onyx, Rockwell, Earthshaker, and Slagor—as well as Gronthar, Gort, Dirtclaw, and Ursa, four council elders.

Orion explained the Four-Faction Alliance situation in detail, leaving the elders utterly speechless.

"Lord, are you saying this southern invasion drags our entire continent into war?"

Even as Delilah asked, her lips parted slightly, showing just how shocked she really was.

"Yes," Orion replied.

"And not only that—until this war ends, there won't be any dark beast tides on this continent. Clearly, there's someone at the demigod-level pulling the strings from the shadows."

Orion narrowed his eyes. His tone was grim. If this conflict could delay the appearance of the dark beast tides, it signaled something far more complicated at play—something that even he could not fully grasp yet.

Anything related to demigods was enough to rattle him. A part of him feared losing control over events that spiraled beyond his reach. Yet at the same time, a massive temptation stood right in front of him.

Orion was more than eager to seize territory in the south. He had the Lord's Stone in his possession, which could form a new base. Such a prize drove him relentlessly onward.

Now, Orion and his forces had pushed past Lokiviria's territory and entered land governed by a band of ogres.

The lord of this territory was a two-headed ogre, a formidable mid-Legendary-level fighter—but neither of his heads seemed particularly bright. This two-headed ogre had no proper name; everyone simply called him "Bluehide."

Seeing how Orion's army boasted considerable troops and multiple Legendary-level powerhouses, Bluehide joined them without hesitation. Lord Jorik welcomed strong ogres with open arms. So the combined army managed to get a bit of rest in Bluehide's domain.

"Lord, I don't think we can rush mindlessly into the battles ahead," Onyx spoke, snapping Orion from his wandering thoughts.

Orion nodded, already aware of the dangers.

"This type of conflict could easily get us all wiped out if we're careless," he cautioned. "If you charge too recklessly, you'll just wind up as cannon fodder."

His words were no exaggeration. While Alpha-level was powerful compared to Hero-level or elite units, Alpha-level was still not on par with Legendary-level. Enough sheer numbers—or strong foes lurking among countless warring races—could wear down any Alpha-level being. If the army split up, the chance of casualties only grew.

"Therefore, without my orders, Onyx, Rockwell, Earthshaker, and Slagor are not to take matters into your own hands." Orion's gaze swept over them.

One by one, they nodded, understanding how serious he was.

"And one more thing."

Orion's voice drew their attention again.

"From here on, we split the cannon fodder troops into five units."

"Delilah, Onyx, Rockwell, Earthshaker, and Slagor, each of you will lead those original cannon fodder members, promoting them as managers. During the coming war, I want all of you to expand the cannon fodder troops. There's no limit to how many we can add for now."

"Remember—every one of these new recruits must sign a contract. We'll use slaves to manage slaves."

Orion's voice was cold as ice. For the next phase of the war, he planned to deploy cave spiders to the front lines.

His logic was simple: use cave spiders as the vanguard, followed by cannon fodder troops that would keep growing in size. After all, cave spiders were a renewable resource for the Stoneheart Horde—losing them wasn't the end of the world. But the slaves in the cannon fodder troops provided a continuous influx of population; Orion would not casually discard them unless he had absolutely no choice.

This desire to strengthen the cannon fodder troops was part of Orion's broader strategy to build up the Horde's population for the future. In this massive north-south war, the greatest resource was land, followed by manpower, and then all those precious mineral and magical plant reserves.

He couldn't take land with him if they lost, but he could always retreat with a significantly boosted population. More people meant faster development for the Horde and quicker generation of faith energy.

"Lord Orion, how should we handle the other allied forces?"

Slagor broke in with a question. He was the sort who always seemed to raise crucial points when people least expected it.

"Tell me your thoughts," Orion prompted, not fully grasping Slagor's implication yet.

"My Lord, forgive my boldness, but I predict this north-south conflict will see massive casualties—possibly even Legendary-level casualties. If one of those top fighters falls, should we try bringing their subordinates over to our side?"

Orion's eyes narrowed further. He had to admit Slagor's thinking was both far-reaching and a bit daring.

At that moment, Delilah also spoke up.

"Honored Lord, I suggest a few of us make contact with the various Alpha-level beings out there, under the banner of this coalition. We can get to know them, maintain selective relationships, and if, or when, someone important dies, we'll already have contacts in place."

Orion nodded, deciding it was worth planning ahead. He also knew that if he died in battle, the same process would grant Delilah and the others a fallback plan.

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He understood the logic, and in his own way, he accepted it. After all, if Orion were gone, what path would the Stoneheart Horde take? He didn't like dwelling on that question, so he let them sort it out.

"Fine," Orion said, giving Delilah a meaningful look before he spoke calmly.

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"You'll take charge of this. The rest of them will give you their full cooperation."

He glanced at Onyx, Rockwell, Earthshaker, and Slagor in turn. They all let out wry smiles and nodded.

The meeting continued a little longer. Then Onyx, Rockwell, Earthshaker, and Slagor left the tent one after another.

In the end, only Delilah stayed behind. She approached Orion, stripped off every piece of clothing, and used her breasts and her vagina to pleasure him, allowing him to relieve his lust.

"My dear, you're not mad at me, are you?" she whispered.

Orion didn't answer. He knew she was referring to the whole "finding a safety net" issue. And he also knew betrayal from those like Delilah was very unlikely; they were merely considering the future of the Stoneheart Horde.

If, for some reason, the Horde lost Orion, they needed to find a way forward. Orion didn't dwell on the scenario; he simply entrusted it to Delilah and the others.

"Darling," she breathed, "fuck me hard. Shoot your cum deep inside my pussy. I want to bear your child!"

Accepting her invitation, Orion leaned down and kissed her lips. Then, in one swift thrust, he drove his cock into Delilah's vagina and began pounding away with rapid strokes.