"Then we drive them away with extreme prejudice." Abthot took a map of Jiera out of her dimensional amulet, marking the position of the Warp Gates and all the enchanted mines she remembered from her past stays in Jiera.
Once she was done, she passed the map to Orulm who did the same. Creatures as old as them had traveled Mogar multiple times during their lifetimes and mana geysers were an Eldritch's best friend.
Even though back then they had no use for natural resources, a mine was the perfect place to hide and restore their strength while on the run from a powerful enemy.
The abundant flow of world energy sated the hunger of the Eldritches without leaving a trail of corpses or missing people reports that the Council and the Guardians could follow.
"Let's start by checking up on mines that were already being mined before the plague." Orulm said. "There's no need to reinvent the wheel. If rails and carts are still in place, our men won't have to rebuild the necessary infrastructures for the mining operations."
"Excellent idea." Abthot was pleased to see her partner make a valuable contribution to the mission. "It will save the Organization time and money."
Alas, creatures that old had a skewed sense of the passing of time. Most of the mines they remembered had run dry or collapsed since centuries had passed from the last visit of time the two Eldritches.
The few mines that were still active were already occupied by either Abominations or monster tribes that had abandoned a tide to settle there. The former received an ultimatum.
They could join the Organization and oversee the miners' security, go away, or fight and die. Empowered and Puppeteer Abominations didn't dare face the Eldritches. Even those who didn't know Orulm and Abthot by name could still feel their power and were glad to join the Organization.
Eldritches, instead, were proud creatures set in their ways. They found the idea of serving someone repulsive and most of them walked away. No matter how confident they were in their battle prowess, fighting one against two was madness, no matter who the Eldritches were.
Fighting one against two Eldritches infamous like Orulm and Abthot was suicidal at best.
Monster tides weren't a problem as well.
Unlike the undead, Abominations weren't picky eaters. As long as someone was alive, it was a meal to them.
When a tide refused to move to a safe distance from the Organization's future base of operations, all Abthot and Orulm had to do was to take a stroll amid the monsters' lines until they found their leader and killed them.
Without their presence, the rickety order within a monster tide crumbled and the different tribes that comprised it turned against each other. At that point, the Eldritches didn't have to lift a finger as the problem solved itself.
If a new leader rose from the chaos of battle, they were usually smart enough to not anger the gods/demons and join their predecessor in death. The Eldritches exploited the monsters' superstition to ensure their loyalty and keep them exactly where they wanted.
"We must exploit the monster tides and the lost cities to create buffer zones that will hide our bases long enough to stockpile everything we need undisturbed. With a bit of luck, everyone is going to be so busy defending themselves that by the time they chart our mines we've stripped them of everything." free𝑤ebnovel.com
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