"Don't worry everything is fine, I already planned everything so things won't go awry even if we leave for three to five days."

"Is that so, I trust that you know what you are doing, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d."

"How can you call me a b.a.s.t.a.r.d? I am the Priestess."

Lilith had a new crew with her and they are the strongest people of the Ogre Tribe. Lilith looked at the Ogre Berserker, Ogre Champions, and Ogre Shamans.

She took the strongest men of the Village and led them to one of the three C-tier Dungeons in Section 5.

Lilith was seeing the Berserker eye to eye as she sat on the palms of Killa who was silently following her orders like an obedient bodyguard.

The dungeon before them was a dungeon that houses her greatest enemies, the thieving wolves, although these Wolves are known as Lycans; but that does not matter, wolves are enemies thus they must be decimated and turned to EXP.

Lycans are beings that are like Werewolves but are still below them at the same time. Though Lycans stems from the race of Wolves just like Werewolves, their minds are different as they are more of a monster rather than a group of intelligent daemons.

'TWerewolves, Lycans, these names are really familiar, the ancient records have these myths right?'

Lilith was an enthusiast of all things bizarre and after researching some cute images of different daemons, she came across an article regarding the myths of the past and the daemons of the present.

The myths of the past foretell the daemon lineage of today. Vampires, Werewolves, Faeries, and many more that had already been considered as myths before the great upheaval appeared.

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[In the past, before what you call the great upheaval happened this world already experienced a lot of weird s.h.i.+ts and some knowledge got pa.s.sed down through means I don't know. Well, just think of them as true.]

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'Then what about the many G.o.ds? Are they also true? The G.o.ddess is real so what about the Deities and G.o.ds the ancient people wors.h.i.+pped?'

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[They are real and not at the same time, it is complicated so just let it go, will you?]

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Shrugging her shoulders, Lilith entered the Gate with questions no longer in her mind. It is dangerous to have different things in the mind when one enters the battlefield. She recently just learned that.

Upon entry, the Portal behind them luckily did not close; else that would be really worrying. The portal this time brought them to a world that is ruled by night.

The moon hanged low and big, like an eye that watches over the world. She searched for the enemy and found them rather easily.

Around fifty meters away from their group, there were 10 to 15 Lycans patrolling the area. They were near the tree line, patrolling the perimeter.

[Lycan LVL 75 (epic)]

'That's a huge jump in their levels. A single Daemon here can wipe out a D-tier dungeon with ease.'

"Then, Berserker, why don't we go about the plan and — hey, where are you guys going!?"

"Charge!"

They charged forward, and their targets were the Lycans.

These Lycans were hairy all over, they looked like the Gnolls of before but instead of a hyena they werewolves.

The Ogres other than Killa rushed this group of Lycans. The Berserker was the fastest of them all, he runs with all his might and as he dragged that oversized bone sword of his he covered his face with a s.h.i.+ny white skull of some daemon he killed before.

'Are they trying to jump them before they get noticed? Does the Lycan's sense of smell that strong?'

Lilith saw their fast moves that are suited for fast hit and runs and began thinking if what they are doing is an ambushed; but that was stupid thinking. She should have known better that these Ogres wouldn't think that way, and the Berserker proved this point.

"KILL!" He roared on top of his lungs, announcing his presence.

Awooo!

The Lycans saw the descending Berserker and his companions and immediately howled to alert their kin. The Berserker hacked at one of the Lycans and kept it to barely living.

The other Ogre Champions arrived next and the Ogre Shamans on the back began casting Curses to kill the enemy.

The Berserker and his crew were doing good, that is until more Lycans appeared from behind the tree line.

The Ogres out-leveled them, but the Lycans outnumbered the Ogres.

Thus, the only thing they can is run away and escape. The Berserker dragged three dying Lycans with him and the others did the same as they turned their backs to the enemy and booked it.

"RUN AWAY! ESCAPE THROUGH THE GATE!" shouted the Berserker.

Lilith had Killa leave first, the Shamans followed and the Berserker left the dungeon last.

"Did you see our power?" The Berserker said some more things to prove his might but Lilith and Killa only sighed, "What's the problem? I did what we needed to do, quickly, kill the Lycans!"

Lilith watched them with widened eyes, it was too bewildering for her.

As for Killa, after all that he had been thought by his Priestess, he managed to see their 'supreme might' as something truly ridiculous.

The two face-palmed themselves at the sight of these Ogres. Without spending the energy to look at them, Lilith sighed.

"You guys are pathetic."

"What did you say?"

Getting off Killa's palms, Lilith walked over one of the Lycans and killed it by activating a spell in its mouth and exploding its insides, turning it to mush.

[Two Horns: Level up]

'Oh that's quite nice.'

As she walked up to another dying Lycan, she began explaining her point to the useless daemons.

"I said you are pathetic because you lost to those weaker than you were."

"They outnumbered us!"

"But you had the upper hand in both the intelligence and LVL. You simply did stupid things and ended up in your failing in a miserable fas.h.i.+on. Running away like cowards and then getting your HP's halved..."

"How did you know that?"

"I'm the Priestess, I know a lot of things thanks to the G.o.ddess and the Ancestor. Now, shut up and let me finish. You suffered injuries when you could have gained a flawless victory, what do I call that other than pathetic? If things went awry and your men got surrounded, you, the strongest may escape, but the others? They would die."

"..."

"You have nothing to say? So you were aware of it, ah, Killa holds this one down, it's trying to retaliate."

"Yes, Priestess."

The Berserker had his head hanged low after thinking about the words of Lilith. In truth, he wanted to smash her head to pieces but he can't do that, so he chose to keep his rage in check.

Besides, every word she just said was all true, and rebuking her words is nothing short of dishonorable both to himself and his people.

Lilith spoke harsh truth and seeing that it was not only the Ogre Berserker thinking things over; Lilith also killed another Lycan and reached LVL 40 in her Two Horns form.

LVL 40 reached: Can't access Evolution Tree, please level up the rest of your forms.

'd.a.m.n, the restrictions are really s.h.i.+tty. You can't really cheat this system, can you? Why do I feel like I am the one who's getting cheated?'

After reaching LVL 40 in Two Horns, she changed into the Thunder Clap Leopard and went to the next poor EXP sack.

"Don't take it to heart, I know you are strong warriors, but it's just that you are lacking in terms of knowledge regarding strategies...G.o.ddammit, why can't my claw pierce this little s.h.i.+t! Fine, I'll resort to poison...ah, sorry I got sidetracked, to be more précised, what you guys need now is knowledge and coordination, thankfully, I am here to teach you what it is that you need to do."

[Nightmare Dragonkin: Level up x3]

'Holy s.h.i.+t, the level gap is insane, the EXP I get is serious s.h.i.+t. With this, I might just be able to raise a strong army of Ogres.'

Lilith spoke as a Nightmare Dragonkin, she looked at them with her oversized head and smiled. Right now, she has tiny feet and tiny wings, but her teeth were unbearably sharp and large, making her smile really gruesome and attractive at the same time.

They also just witnessed Lillith poisoning the dying Lycans, so her words felt rather painful at the moment. Lilith does what she needs to do and as she had Killa collect the mana cores and put it in a bag made from daemon skin.

"Are you guys willing to become stronger?"

"Yes!"

"Hey, Berserker, I didn't hear your answer! Do you want to keep your people alive or do you still want to act like a suicidal bomber that alarms the enemy every single time he goes in for the kill?"

"...Tsk, I'm not doing this because I trust you with my life or anything, but for my people, I will do as you say."

'Heh, what a b.i.t.c.h.' Lilith thought as she found his words and tone rather irritating. If she could she could have done her infamous Tier-3 Torture to him as he was being too irritating.

"But first, I need to name you. Other than Berserker all of you are identical in terms of names so I will give everyone a name. Does anyone have with that?"

"No, Priestess."

"Berserker..."

"...I don't have anything to say, do what you must."

"Alright, starting with you, Berserker, I shall name you...Chief."

Thus, Lilith's naming sense saw the light of day once again and dubbed another pitiful man a name that is also not a name.