Chapter 100 – Orange Zone (6)
Hansoo laughed at those words.
Hansoo wouldn’t be able to kill that no matter how strong he was.
Like how the Seven Departed Souls didn’t get infinitely stronger despite the countless years in the Red Zone.
During the time Hansoo fights it about half of the creatures atop the Gragos would die off.
He had to not kill them even if he could.
The 1st and 2nd Great Wars had occurred because of similar reasons.
No other creature could live upon the Heringsen of lava other than the Gragoses.
But there was a limit to the bodily fluid of the Gragos.
Once a too large quantity of fluid escapes then the Gragos will roll around the sea of lava, Heringsen, in order to maintain its health.
So there was a limit to how many creatures could live upon the Gragos.
There were even 3 Akaron tribes who had gotten greedy and had gotten destroyed in the past.
Because of this, many Arakon tribes, who were each cultivating their own cultures, went through Great Wars with each other.
Or to get to a different Gragos before the lava bath of the Gragos started due to the Margoths.
This was the 1st Great War.
The Margoths weren’t their original opponents.
But one man’s thoughts were different.
The much larger Margoths drank a tremendous amount of bodily fluids from the Gragos.
This was the 2nd Great War.
‘A lot more humans will come over from now on.’
How could he kill the Gragos when he needed more of them?
“…And dodging the attacking Gragos is a problem as well. Sadly there are probably only a few Gragos left. Even if you unite all the remaining Gragos, you won’t be able to acquire land that your race will live upon.”
He didn’t know how long it would take for Hansoo’s race to cross over here but if they borrow the strength of the World Tree then expanding their numbers a few hundreds of times wouldn’t take long.
Probably hundreds of millions or billions of them would cross over.
And they needed tens of Gragoses in order to sustain that race.
‘No, hundreds may be required to live on.’
The Gragos had more differences with each other than similarities and there were a few crucial conditions that were needed to be fulfilled in order for people to be able to live upon them.
And the smaller ones who got submerged under the lava could not be used.
Since they would try to fight every Gragos they see if their personalities were bad.
Of course these things would not fight peacefully.
And it needed to be large enough to survive through the sneak attacks of other Gragoses.
Since all the Akarons who had gotten on top of that Gragos would get massacred if even one of those above conditions wasn’t fulfilled.
But they in order to find tens of Gragoses who fulfilled the above requirements they needed to search through hundreds of Gragoses.
‘…There’s no way hundreds of them would be alive.’
Since there weren’t many when he had left, there would be even less now.
A strange unknown disease which only occurred to the Gragos.
It would slowly eat through the infected Gragos and paralyse it.
The body of a healthy Gragos.
Though it was too small and as such it couldn’t be used to live, something the Akarons had seen a possibility of being able to live upon once it grew more but it had gotten that aggressive after catching the disease.
The peaceful Gragoses went insane and started to attack and bite off each other after the Calamity of Death fell.
The Gragos that was infected thoroughly by the Calamity of Death didn’t die but would slowly fall beneath the lava after having its whole body paralysed.
‘…Damnit.’
Since he had thought of back then when 23 of the 27 colonies atop of 27 different Gragoses had been smashed apart in an instant.
A calamity which had befallen them during the happiness they had attained after driving off the Margoths.
Hansoo laughed at those words.
“…What? How are you going to do that?”
Tekilon had roamed the outside world after turning into a soul-form.
But they were not stupid.
Of course they would’ve tried to cure the Calamity of Death.
Since if the Elvenheims had a speciality at magic engineering like with the World Tree, then they were skilled at dealing with life and genes.
They lacked time, manpower and leisure as well the Calamity of Death being different from anything they had seen so far.
But for a random guy to pop out of nowhere and speak like this, how would he not get pissed?
Hansoo merely shook his head.
They had searched of countless methods in order to solve the Seven Zones.
Like the Elvenheims whom they had met at the Abyss.
A cure which he had completed after hundreds of years roaming around the Abyss where time and space had been distorted.
Elkadion had created a cure using the materials from the Abyss much earlier but he had prepared for the instance where somebody landed upon the Orange Zone with only their body and had found a way to create the cure by only using materials from the Orange Zone.
Though it wasn’t hard to create a cure with the materials in the Abyss, creating a cure with the materials from the Orange Zone was basically the same difficulty as trying to create a dragon by breeding snakes.
It was a miraculous result created from the countless experiences and knowledge gained through the Abyss as well as the obsession of saving one’s race. There was a message from Elkadion at the end of the memory crystal which had the cure.
‘Well. I could get that after this all ends.’
Hansoo opened his mouth in order to finish his talk.
“What is it?”
“It was called the Margoth Du Tiradus I think.”
Tekilon sighed at those words.
The Gragos wasn’t reachable.
But Tekilon, who had participated on the 2nd Great War against the Margoths, knew the fright and strength of the Tiradus too well.
They wouldn’t have called it the Great War otherwise. Margoth du Tiradus.
It was the name of a beast which was the least numerous but had massacred the largest amount of Akarons.
Tekilon then pointed towards the Margoths which had puked them out, walking off in the distance while towering numerous kilometers into the air.
It would’ve been called the Great Massacre.