"Don't you have pride as a god! You damned bastard!" The orc king screamed with a hateful face.
Orcs were not species that could adapt to religious stuff at all. They were warriors who were good at fighting and cared to fight strong opponents only.
Zick's shoulder slumped with exaggeration. He could see no reason to leave such a useless species to exist one bit. Thus he offered a proposal to the orc king.
All the orc race had to do was offer warriors for experiments, at a set amount of time that didn't go overboard.
But even after giving them a chance, the orc king did not seem to be the type to make rational decisions. This disappointed Zick immensely.
"A garbage like your race does not have any worth left, I suppose. You can all just die, your worth as an experiment subject is even below trash." Zick made his last decision, may this race be set as an example for others.