The Rise Of A Porter

Arnold had arrived on the planet with 16 of his summons and Nilerea who was his apostle. That was his entire army but within a couple of hours, his army had expanded to over 100,000 with the addition of the elves Tiamut had killed. 

Their corpses were collected and dumped in front of Yan to do his lich magic and turn them into his loyal undead soldiers. Just like Arnold had thought, there were elves who had managed to save themselves using top tier elven magic. However, they had used all of their mana to protect themselves and now they were no different than a bunch of low levelled goblins. 

Upon Arnold's orders, anyone who was alive had their wounds patched up using Elven magic Nilerea could use. While the dead were turned into his private army. Arnold knew if he had to take the gods on, he needed to do something about their army. If an all-out war was to break out, then he would most likely be too preoccupied with the gods that he wouldn't be able to tend to their godly army. 

Although his army was good, he didn't have much confidence in anyone except his elite summons to be able to squash the enemies. What he was trying to say was that the other undead summons might not have enough skills to take down the army of gods. Thus, for the first time in his life, he was going to prefer quantity over quality. 

He would have to destroy hundreds of planets, if not more and that would further increase the diversity of his army as well. Which should make it harder for the gods to do come up with a tactic to defeat him, but it was all in the future. Right now, he had other matters to attend to. 

In the meantime, Nilerea was busy tending to the wounds of the elves who once were enemies, but upon their goddess' will, they decided to reconcile and fight against the greater threat... Arnold. And seeing one of their kind helping Arnold of her own will, made them sick to the deepest pits of their stomach. Something they didn't waste any time expressing. 

As soon as Nilerea reached the Dark Elven queen, to heal her wounds, the queen spat out a mouthful of blood at Nilerea's face. Staining her pearl white skin and dress. 

"You ungrateful Helf! How does it feel to betray your kind in a madman's crusade?" The Elven queen cursed and Nilerea stood there as silent as the dead forest, "When the day of judgement comes, you will reap the burden of your sins and that day, you will regret ever allowing to let that man step his foot here!"

"Talking about me are we?"

Arnold saw the commotion from the side and walked up to see what was going on. It was fine till the queen was cursing Nilerea, but the moment Arnold realised she was talking ill about her because she was serving him, he couldn't ignore it any longer. 

Tyrant or not, Arnold was still fairer than most of the gods were. If he wanted to, he could have killed all of them himself right then and there. But he had to lure their so-called goddess out of her rabbit hole, and he could only do it if at least a few of these bastards were left alive.

He turned to look at Nilerea and could see the conflict on her face. It was safe to say that the words of the Elven queen had got to her. But Arnold had the perfect way to resolve this issue... with a little bloodshed. 

'Hm... it would also give me the opportunity to try this.' Arnold opened up a new tab that appeared when he ascended to godhood.

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Apostle Details:

• Allen (Unblessed)

• Amanda (Unblessed)

• Yu Zhung (Unblessed)

• Nilerea (Blessed)

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Everyone Arnold had ever blooded could be now considered as an Apostle by themselves. However, they wouldn't receive the benefits of being an apostle unless Arnold wanted them to. That's why next to every name apart from Nilerea the word Unblessed was mentioned. 

Arnold then selected Nilerea's tab and another prompt opened up in front of him. 

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Would you like to give this apostle a mission?

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'Yes.'

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Select the type of mission and add rewards and penalties if you want to. 

(Note: You can only reward things that you currently own. You can also use your Universal Influence to give them exp. Upon successful completion of the task, you'll receive a certain per cent of your universal influence back.)

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'Why would I give away my universal influence for such a meagre task? I'll give her some other reward instead... one she won't be able to refuse.'

Thinking so, Arnold set a mission and a reward for Nilerea and gave her, he first mission. Nilerea turned towards him the moment a notification flashed in front of her. The look on her face said it all, she wasn't expecting this from Arnold at all.

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You have received a new quest!

[ INTRODUCTION ]: Your lord has been disrespected in front of your eyes. Avenge his hurt ego.

[ TASK ]: Kill the Dark Elven Queen and serve her severed head to [The One Above All].

[ PROGRESS ]: 0/1 Dark Elven Queen head severed

[ REWARDS FOR COMPLETION ]:

• The One Above All will acknowledge your loyalty towards him.

[ PENALTY FOR FAILURE ]:

• All of the elves would be killed.

• Alfheim will be destroyed.

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It was a task... a task to kill the elven queen and as for the reward... Arnold would let the other elves live. If she failed the task, he would kill all of them right then and there. But he wouldn't stop there, he would destroy the entire planet.

Nilerea kept looking at Arnold, hoping he would forgive them. But when he didn't even gave them another look and kept staring at her, she realised Arnold was being serious. He wasn't kidding when about killing them all or destroying their world. 

Without speaking another word, Nilerea took out her sword and with a clean movement, severed the head of the queen, before picking it up and placing it right in front of Arnold's feet. 

"The task has been completed, my lord."