Chapter 80-81 (1/2)
Chapter 80 – Willful Negligence (2)
Orchei attacked at the same time
The warriors of the Great Clan, as well as those integrated from the lower tribes, ran in the Luklan Mountains The momentum of their march as they carried hah was interrupted by an orc running out of Orcheim
“Aaaagh!”
One of the orcs tried to attack, but his body was cut in half
The opponent kicked his head as the orc's lower body twitched on the ground His head had been cut off Wearing a red headband, full body tattoos, and a greatsword, the enee orc warrior
It was Crockta Now every one of his gestures was deadly
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‘One who Reached the North' Crockta, Orc Warrior
Level: 57
Achievement Points: 245400
assimilation: 85
Abilities:
Peerless Mountain Seizing Strength (Pinnacle)
Regeneration Authority (Pinnacle)
Leyteno's Heart Swordsmanshi+p (Pinnacle)
Extre Spirit (Pinnacle)
Heart and Soul Penetration (Pinnacle)
Tattoos of War, Honour and Fighting Spirit (Pinnacle)
Ar Roar of Madness (Pinnacle)
Creatures Butcher (Essence)
All of his already existing skills had reached the Pinnacle rating After defeating the behe the north, the syste all his Essence skills He also got a new skill called 'Creatures Butcher'
This gave Crockta a new perspective when fighting The ranks of Essence and Pinnacle wasn't just a one-stage upgrade difference It was a bigger growth than all the previous upgrades
“Feel free to come”
Crockta was confident that he wouldn't lose to anyone here He avoided a flying axe and cut down the enerasped all the movements of the enemy and used acrobatics to avoid the enemy's attacks as he cut one neck after another Heads flew through the air
Someone shouted, ”Who are you?”
Crockta just laughed He was happy to oblige if they wanted to hear it
Crockta wielded his greatsword and shouted, ”My name!”
The Pinnacle ranked skill, Ar Roar of Madness!
”Crocktaaaaaaaa──────!”
The earth shook like there was a bombardment The blood of the ene bolt after his battle shout
”Crocktaaaaaaaaaaaaa──────!”
He cried out his naments and blood flew into the air The orcs that had been advancing towards Orcheim froze on the spot
They instinctively realized The orc standing in front of them He was a powerhouse who could decide victory or defeat in this battle on his own
A one-man army
”He is like the great chieftain…”,orc
Then he shook his head It couldn't be There was only one great chieftain In order to shake off the o him, “I areat chieftain!”
Then he lifted his axe
”Follow reat chieftain!”
The morale of the warriors rose as they lifted their weapons
”Kuweeeh!”
“Great chieftain!”
“To the Great Clan!”
The orcs ran towards Crockta Their spears and swords ainomes in the rear also aireatsword and blocked them all at once
“Die!”
His defense broke and Akbahal and the orcs aimed at Crockta Dozens of weapons were locked on Crockta
Kakang!
The greatsword blocked it The fight between the orcs and Crockta continued The orcs' eyes widened as they felt thee Whenever Crockta took a step, they had to step back
Peerless Mountain Seizing Strength! Crockta swung his weapon with great strength He aire Slayer fell over their heads
Puok!
Puok!
Flesh and bone fragments flew in the air The warrior Akbahal hastily threw himself back It was ridiculous Akbahal clenched his teeth and rose to his feet The orc called Crockta alking towards him His eyes saw the weapon and his vision dimmed
Akbahal's head flew in the air
”Oh my God!”
A terrifying monster that killed Akbahal with one blow! The morale of the soldiers plummeted after Akbahal's death Every time Crocktaback
Suddenly, Crockta stopped hed with relief and used the chance to catch their breaths
Crockta laughed The battle wasn't over because he stopped Behind Crockta, the warriors of Orchei Crockta's force
”Waahhhh──────!”
The battle cries of Orcheih the Luklan Mountains Crockta watched as they broke through the helpless Great Clan warriors
Orcheim was completed Next was Dejame
Crockta started running His physical abilities far exceeded his previous left after gaining Peerless Mountain Seizing Strength and Regeneration Authority His th, and it felt like he was flying His stamina wasn't exhausted
In an instant, he reached a ridge The dark elf village Dejae There was a battle between the invading orcs and the dark elves trying to stop them
Arrows rained down on the invaders but the defenses were gradually being shaken by the orcs' offensive
Crockta took a deep breath Air was condensed inside his body Crockta gave strength to his abdom became as hard as steel His roar rattled the Luklan Mountains
”Bul'tarrrrrrrrrr──────!”
His roar halted the orcs and dark elves The battlefield fell into a moment of panic Crockta shs swelled like they were going to burst His body soon burst out
Every tiround, the landscape passed by in a flash
It was a tree It was a rock Tree Rock Tree Tree Tree
And the ene a fountain of blood to erupt with every flash of its blade
”Uhweeeh!”
“W-What is going on?” The orcs still didn't understand the situation as they yelled Crockta was kind enough to explain it to them
”I am the warrior Crockta! You who have invaded the Luklan Mountains!'
Two orcs blocked his way Ogre Slayer slaughtered the two orcs because they could use their weapons Limbs flew into the air
“All of you will die!”
Dejaence of an orc warrior The corasped the situation and ordered his soldiers to shoot
“I'm the reinforcements from Orcheim, so don't shoot!”
The dark elves couldn't believe their eyes “There's only one person for reinforcement?”
“No matter how the orcs…!”
But the situation was reversed due to one orc crushi+ng the ene Dejame started to slowly thin out as if they were sed by a beast Dejaulped
”It is a sight that is hard to believe…”
The orcs who climbed the barrier and the ones who resisted were all killed by the greatsword Everywhere he passed, a terrible fountain of blood would spurt out
After Crockta joined the fight, the dark elves regained their nue Now the dark elf warriors rushed out of the barriers to wipe out the rest They used rapiers and arrows to remove the orcs
”Hoo Hoo”
Crockta took deep breaths There were dead bodies all around him
He looked up at the sky Memories of the wars he experienced were superimposed over it He had been tired of the cruel battlefield, but noas once again standing over it
”If you don't kill, you will die”
There was the corpse of a dark elf at his feet The eyes were blank as he was already dead Crockta closed the elf's eyes He always asked himself the same question Still, there was no answer
'Is this the right thing?'
He didn't know
‘Is it fair?'
He didn't know
However, he could only do what he believed
“I-I, I received the title of warrior froreat chieftain”
”Is that right?”
“If you kill me, you will surely be slain by the Great Clan and its chief If you let o then I will…”
Crockta raised his head He saw an orc looking at hi His eyes were distorted by fear Crockta started laughing It was a pitiful sight for an orc warrior to be begging for his life, instead of reat chieftain
“You will surely becoreat chieftain if you kill me”
”I see”
”That's right So…”
Ogre Slayer cut off his words The head of the last Great Clan warrior flew in the air
”Then it can’t be helped”
Another victim was thrown into the Colosseum There were five orcs, four dark elves, and two hu weapons, but there was no fighting spirit in their eyes
He looked up Hisdown several round before rising to their feet
But their eyes were still frightened They grabbed their weapons and slowly moved backward Was it still insufficient?
He threay his axe Noas bare-handed
”Win your freedom”
There was hope in a few eyes He laughed His prey found a ray of hope and raised their weapons towards him It made no difference if he tore theed glances with each other They arranged themselves in a battle formation The orcs were in front, the dark elves in the rare and the hunome between them
How pitiful Such things were useless in the face of an overwhel power difference
Then the prey rushed at him
”Waaaah!”
“Kuaaaak!”
The orcs gave a battle cry
He smiled and stomped his foot The earth shook from the treled together
He roared “Kiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!”
It was a terrible scream, a roar that seemed to tear at the ears and souls of those who heard it Within a short tiht became clearer The orcs looked up at him blankly
He looked down at the his fists They tried to resist, but his fists smashed their weapons and crushed their skulls Bits of brain and red blood were scattered on the ground of the Colosseum He stepped on the dead bodies and moved forward
Now the prey were fearful again Their eyes were panic stricken It was a desperate reer theirs It was a mix of helplessness and violence
It was his favorite sight
The dark elves fired their arrows He waved his ar his forearms
He grabbed the head of an orc in the front and lifted hiot stuck on his hard skin He gave strength to his hands The orc turned red then blue as blood gradually rose
The orc's skull exploded
”Boring,” he muttered
Now there was only fear in the prey's eyes They chose complete despair over helplessness and violence Their willpower disappeared
He charged The prey thrashed in horror Neither arrows or axes har off their lirinned at those aiting for their turn
Within 20 ory corpses It was a cruel iether, ed to who
At that h fun?”
”It is insufficient”
He had an overwhelular orcs He was the great chieftain, leader of the Great Clan who ruled over the northern orcs, Calmahart
“The war has yet to come” His subordinate returned the axe to him
He continued, ”It will be opening soon All the orcs are gathered under the banner of the Great Clan and the Luklan Mountains will soon be dealt with”
”Hammerchwi has returned”
“That…” Callanced over His subordinate was nervous ”Hammerchwi and all the warriors have returned injured”
”……”
“According to Hammerchwi, he met an orc from the continent…”
Calmahart took his axe ”The continent?”
”Yes”
“From below the border?”
”Yes”
“Kukuk…” Cal Where is Hammerch?”
“He is being treated by a shaman”
”Let's go”
”Yes”
The subordinate followed Cale orc but he looked like a sreat chieftain
The subordinate asked, “What should we do with the rest of the slaves?”
Calmahart stopped
At the back of the Colosseu for their turn They had been gathered to sate Calmahart's thirst for blood Like those ere killed earlier, they were originally destined to face Calmahart in the Colosseum
Their gazes turned towards Calmahart Fear mixed with hope in their eyes
“My excitement has cooled down”
”Then…”
“Release them”