Sam is currently in the middle of the forest.

He is in a makeshift camp near a stream. He is currently fiddling with that large metallic ball. He is reinserting the spikes inside and filled the gas and bio-fuel along with the poison so that it can be used again.

He actually made this because the feathered are flying creatures and the rapid work of this ball with which it throws the spikes and set them ablaze is good enough to target them when they are in the air.

And all he has to do is kick with proper timing and position using fire element.

But that is not the only thing it can do. He can think of other ways to use it.

He started grilling a piece of meat as he prepared for lunch.

While he is eating, the wights and the ghouls returned to him along with a bunch of undead creatures.

"Keep them for now, they are for sending gifts to the city. But before that, we have to make it so that the feathered would be afraid of coming out of the city."

The Wights and Ghouls stayed silent. "You can go and cultivate for a while, don't hold back with the trees and corpses."

Sam said and the two groups left into the forest excitedly.

After they left, the beasts came back.

They all went to hunt on their own. Except for the Ape of course.

This guy became even pickier than Sam after he started brewing alcohol. Sometimes Sam is tempted to make a suit for the ape when he thought of how elegant and graceful his way of doing things are. But every time he thought of that, Yanwu or Raiju would piss the ape off by drinking a vat of wine and all hell will break lose.

The rest of the beasts would be munching on the food as they watched the fight.

That is the most entertaining thing ever in the divine dimension.

The ape is currently collecting the fruit trees and bringing them back. As for the rest of the beasts, they are having a competition. They wants to see who can find the better pray.

Sam looked at all the corpses which are now essentially meat and couldn't help but feel a bit lost. That is too much food and he is the one who has to prepare them.

With him around, the beasts are not eating as barbarically as they should. Sometimes they eat cooked food, if not at least, he has to skin the corpses and cut the meat into boneless pieces for them to eat. In this aspect, they are all acting like spoiled children.

He called for the shadows and made them help with the work as the beasts munched on the meat they hunted.

After the meal, he sent them all back into the divine dimension and called for the Ghouls are Wights who are also having the time of their lives and threw them back in the chess board as he started his journey towards the city on harbinger.

He travelled for three hours before he can clearly see the city.

There are many feathered in uniforms roaming around the forest guarding it carefully.

He is currently standing on a tree branch with thick vegetation and used the telescope he got from the black cloaked force in the Charbhum realm.

He got a clear view of the city.

Even though it is called a city, it is basically an establishment in the forest.

The trees are not completely cleared off, there are many of them but just widely spread.

Even the paths are not too wide for walking as they are mostly flying around. Maybe that is the reason they didn't bother with clearing forest too much.

Every house is made of some brown stone and the one structure that caught his eye the most is the temple in the middle.

And there is a large engraving on the stone temple indicating a name.

"Silva."

Maybe this is the name of the city or something but that was the only thing indicating anything about the city.

This place is going to see hell soon anyway. He is not going to let them off the hook easily.

But as he said to the Wights and the Ghouls before, he has to let these people not get out of the city for a while and make sure that they stay in the city for a while.

He is near the main entrance which was also the only visible entrance.

Even though it is made in the forest, there is a large city wall separating it from the beasts.

Sam retreated a bit and didn't let the guards notice him, he reached a little patch with no trees, and took the chess board once again.

The Orangutans appeared.

But this time, they are a lot meeker and afraid when they saw Sam.

All this while, they are being properly taken care of by the rest of the chess teams within the chessboard. Sam constantly put them under the stress of chess games one after another before they finally got some sense or to be precise lost all their sense of their blind arrogance and cheekiness.

Now they are going to perfectly listen to what is going to say.

The sixteen Orangutans stood in attention.

"Stay within this region of the forest and capture every feathered you can. Break a few bones and make immobile, I will be camping here temporarily and bring them here.

Do everything discreetly, no large movements, no attention gathering."

The Orangutans nodded their heads and went into the forests. Even though the forests are not as dense and lush as their original home, they are dense enough for them to easily get mixed in. These Purple Orangutans can become living nightmares for the next few days.

And they did exactly what Sam wanted, while he is taking his time to train in the forest, for the next week Sam was already given a bunch of Feathered by the Orangutans.

These Orangutans might have lost their cheekiness, but they didn't lose their cunning battle tactics, they are only sixteen of them, but they still didn't target a group more than four feathered. They are that cautious.

But that is also okay with Sam.

When they were brought to him, he broke the wings and sealed their cultivations and even their mouths. The only moving parts in their bodies are the legs and their spiritual energy is also sealed.

He created a large hole in the ground and lined it up with rocks creating a temporary dungeon with ventilation enough to let them breath.

There are over a dozen of them.

He could have collected them in the chess board, but he is a person who values quality over quantity, he is extremely picky when choosing proper chess pieces for the game and he is not interested in selecting whatever piece that falls in to his hands.

After this week, Sam made the Orangutans stay down a bit and only target the solo feathered that came near the camp.

Sam is already using many concealing formations, so his camp is not visible for most people, at least not from far away, but there is a chance if they come and check it from close based on their expertise, so he didn't want to take chance.

His prisoners soon built up.

This didn't go unnoticed by the city and the authorities though.

The Black winged leader already got the report of this the second day itself, but they still couldn't see any results.

Meanwhile within the temple. In the pool.

Arkiv felt like his body is light as a feather, but his head is heavy as lead.

He opened his eyes, at first it was all blurry, but then it was greeted by something he didn't expect at all.

"You are awake."

The feathered captain who attacked Sam and Arkiv is sitting opposite to him in the same pool, the white wing grew back and she is using those wings to cover her naked body.

He became alert and was about to make a move, but his whole body is feeling sore and painful.

"Don't even bother trying, you are in no position to move now." The captain said once again.

Arkiv looked around and realized that he is in the pool naked, he instinctually covered his private parts before asking.

"Where am I? What happened to Sam? Why am I here?"

"You are Silva city. My city. This is the temple of Goddess Nike. You are currently in the healing pool. You were injured heavily."

"Yeah, I wonder whose doing that is?"

He said in mock anger.

"What is your name?" She asked with a sigh.

"Arkiv. You didn't even know my name and you even attacked me?"

"I don't remember your name, you were not my target. Your friend was my target."

"Yeah, then why bother attacking me?"

She didn't want to speak and just shook her head in silence.

"From the looks of it, you are also injured pretty badly. Sam must have done a number on you."

She looked at him and said.

"Yeah, he did. But what can I say, it is a death match and this is price I had to pay for his death."

She said as she looked at his eyes directly expecting a reaction. But the expected reaction never came.

"Such a beautiful girl, poor thing. He must have hit you too hard on your head and now you are imagining things. I apologize on his behalf, that brute has no respect or consideration for the beauties like you. He was always that ruthless."

The captain became angry and wanted to rage, but she is also in no condition to move and said.

"Why are you so sure that he didn't die? It is not impossible for me to kill him. I did give him a fair fight."

"Yeah, you could. In your dreams."

"You…"

Arkiv just kept on observing the architecture without caring for her annoyance.