Praise the Orc! Chapter 115:
Chapter 115 – Make a Sound in the East, then Strike in the West (1)
Surka breathed out as the recalled the fight that just happened .
The trembling hands had ripped apart the enemies . He had slammed his fists into the faces of those who begged for their lives and broke their skulls . Then he had grabbed the pieces of their brains and threw them in the air while laughing .
This . It wasn’t his way . It wasn’t the way of fighting for Surka, elite warrior of the Great Clan and son of Shiktulla who had been the greatest warrior of the Steel Axe Tribe .
His heart still hadn’t calmed down . The heartbeats shook his entire body . Every time his pulse jumped, the craving for blood rocked his body .
“Cough!”
He grabbed the neck of a dark elf who had swung a sword at him from behind a building . The dark elf’s eyes widened . Surka’s hands gripped tighter . The eyes of the dark elf became increasingly blurred . Saliva flowed down from his mouth .
Surka lifted the dark elves . The eyes were filled with fear at the thought of soon dying .
He stared into them . His face was reflected in the dark elf’s eyes . Surka’s eyes were as red as the great chieftain’s . Surka was surprised at his appearance . He swung his fist and smashed the dark elf’s face . The dark elf slumped down . He became a corpse and sagged down like a rag .
He threw the corpse and looked around .
“Kuaaahhhh!”
“Die!”
“Kuaaaaah!”
“Kyaaack!”
“The Great Clan’s victory!”
The noise of the battlefield flowed into his ears . Emeranian surrendered . All those able to fight the orc warriors had died .
The remaining dark elves were unable to fight . Women, children, the elderly . They were left . The battle was over but the slaughter continued .
It felt like Surka had lost his sense of reality . There was no sense of reality . He took a step forward . Someone’s legs were severed . They were thin and long, and belonged to a woman . He walked beyond it .
He met someone’s eyes, the eyes of a dead child . They couldn’t see anything and were looking into the distance . There was no body . The head had flown from somewhere else and turned upside down, showing the area that had been cut .
Surka went past it . He walked further and further . There were dark elves being collared and dragged by orcs . Those who rebelled were taken care of in a straightforward manner . Once the axes chopped at their friends or family, the rest calmed down . However, it wasn’t resignation, but hate burning in their eyes .
Suddenly, he made eye contact with an old dark elf . The elves lived twice as long as orcs . This dark elf had lived for a very long time . Surka could see the landscape of his life in his eyes . He didn’t despair or even cry . He just stared at Surka . Then his head was split apart .
“Why are you staring at a great warrior for, you bastard? Kuhuhu…”
The young warrior glanced at Surka . Surka moved past them . At the end, he found an old warrior looking at the landscape . Hammerchwi was watching the massacre with folded arms .
Surka called out to him, “Hammerchwi . ”
“Surka . ”
The great chieftain could be seen in the distance . He was a unique giant even among the orcs . Every time he laughed and waved his limbs, buildings collapsed or dark elves died . He searched for all the dark elves remaining in Emeranian, along with his warriors .
“It has ended . ”
“That’s right . ”
“Then what do you feel?”
Surka looked at Hammerchwi . “Earlier, I wasn’t myself . ”
“Surka…”
Once the great chieftain broke through the gates of Emeranian, all the orcs had been in a berserk state . They only instinctively called the enemy . They became strongest and faster beasts, but they lost their reasoning .
Surka didn’t want to end up like that again . The aftermath of the frenzy still disturbed him .
“I…”
“You aren’t the only one . ”
Hammerchwi nodded . The moment Emeranian was destroyed by the orcs, there were those who paused and grabbed their heads . They looked around the city with perplexed eyes .
“I don’t know . ”
Hammerchwi also knew what Surka was talking about .
What happened to the Great Clan? Obviously, they won . It was an overwhelming victory . Victory was the main goal of the Great Clan . However, the current scene before him didn’t feel like a victory .
“Surka . ”
“Yes . ”
“You are the son of Shiktulla . ”
“That’s right . ”
Shiktulla, the chief of the Steel Axe Tribe, was a renowned warrior in the north . The Steel Axe Tribe had fought the Great Clan to the end, but they were eventually defeated by the Great Clan’s leader and incorporated into the clan . It was the result of a fair fight . Shiktulla was famous, even when he became a member of the Great Clan .
“Do you know this word?”
Then he whispered something to Surka . Surka’s eyes became distant . He had heard it once . Yes, it was the word that his father had told him . The forgotten voice was revived .
“Yes, my father said it sometimes . ”
“I see . ” Hammerchwi nodded . Then he placed an arm around Surka’s shoulder . “Don’t forget to remember this . ”
“What do you mean?”
“I knew about it . But…”
Someone grabbed Hammerchwi’s foot .
An orc . They had won, but there were orcs who suffered from the dark elves’ intense resistance . This orc was dying and blood spilled out from wounds covering his entire body . Hammerchwi looked into his eyes and nodded .
Then his hammer broke the orc’s head . A clean blow . Hammerchwi sent the unknown orc to his death .
Hammerchwi held his hammer and said, “One day, it might answer you . ”
The old warrior, Hammerchwi, smiled . He was old but as he grew older, he realized that he didn’t know anything . Everybody encountered a shipwreck in life . Sometimes it was because of them or sometimes it was through malice . They might not know where they were going but they would eventually wash up somewhere . However, sometimes a lighthouse was sufficient to get them back on track .
“Hammerchwi . Surka . The great chieftain is convening the warriors,” an orc soldier told them .
The great chieftain had set up his throne in the middle of Emeranian’s square and was sitting on it . The newly picked dark elf slaves were by his side . The great chieftain laughed . The core power of the Great Clan, the great warriors were gathered . They weren’t many but they were skilled warriors who had gone through many battlefields . For ordinary soldiers, they were elites who were difficult to engage with .
The great chieftain explained the next plan .
Surka looked at the shaman while listening . He wore a robe and stood silently behind the great chieftain . It was surely a thought from the shaman’s head .
“The next goal is Juora,” declared the great chieftan .
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“The orc troops are heading north towards Nameragon . The unit that captured Nuridot will also join them . Their numbers are huge so let’s go quickly . ”
Caska said . They marched without a break after hearing the news . Caska felt guilty about not listening to Crockta’s words and had a stricter command over the schedule .
“Isn’t there a possibility that they will go to Juora?”
“They will act to capture Nameragon . Then they will quickly advance to Spinoa . ”
Crockta nodded . The battle at Nameragon would happen in a matter of days . The great chieftain had to be removed there . The adventure in the north was now approaching the climax . There was a lot of work to do in the meantime . Most of the problems were caused by the mad great chieftain . He would calm the north and then return to the continent again .
“Depart . ”
The troops began marching again . They needed to arrive at Nameragon in the shortest time . The harsh march continued . Nameragon was quiet . There were no signs of fighting yet . Caska was relieved .
They had hurried to Emeranian and now it was time to take a break . The orc army hadn’t arrived at Nameragon yet . Crockta entered Nameragon and suddenly felt strange .
It was an unknown feeling . It was calm . His instincts warned him of something . It wasn’t the air of a city just before a war . As if this wasn’t the next battlefield, his whole body was telling him to look elsewhere .
He looked outside the city . The orcs weren’t visible yet .
Crockta invoked a skill that he didn’t want to use .
[Gray God’s Eyes (Outside the Ratings) has been activated . ]
After discovering the world of Elder Lord was another dimension, there was a sense of rejection about reading the life span of others . So he used this skill once more . But at this moment, it was necessary .
Then he read the lifespan of Nameragon’s citizens and soldiers .
“……!”
No . It wasn’t here .
Crockta stopped .
“Crockta, why are you so slow dot?” Tiyo asked .
Crockta didn’t answer as he looked at Nameragon with the Gray God’s Eyes . The lifespans of those who were at war were mixed up . It was a war between those who would die soon and those who would die later, a cross between life and death .
But none of the children in Nameragon would die in the near future . At the very least, they wouldn’t die in the next week . This meant the battle wouldn’t happen soon .
He realized the source of his discomfort . It wasn’t Nameragon . If so, what was the identity of the large unit?
“Make a sound in the east, then strike in the west,” muttered Crockta
The large army was clearly heading towards Nameragon . However, another force would be heading towards Juora . With the power of the great chieftain and the great warriors following him, it was possible to take a small city . That was the great chieftain’s crazy power . Juora was in danger .
“Did you say Driden is at Juora?”
“I heard it dot . That **** . ”
“……”
Even so, Driden couldn’t deal with the great chieftain . Right now, they had to move .
“Caska!” Crockta called out to her .
She looked back . “Crockta . ”
It was still a weak voice . Crockta approached her .
Her eyes widened at Crockta’s urgent voice . “What’s going on?”
“There is no time to explain in detail . ”
Crockta explained the whole story . He had a weak ability to predict where battles would take place and it wasn’t here . After the big army had settled in, they would use a few elites to strike Juora . There was no time left .
She didn’t seem to believe it . “Even so, we can’t leave the large army alone . It is also too late if we join now . ”
“Juora is in danger . ”
“It can’t be helped . ”
Emeranian had changed her personality . She became more serious about the war . It couldn’t be helped, even if Juora fell . She was afraid of Nameragon and Spinoa being invaded . It would soon be followed by the fall of the dark elves . The larger mission was to protect this place .
“Then I’ll go alone . ” Crockta declared .
Caska frowned .
“Crockta, it is too late now . Rather…”
“No, I have to go . ”
Crockta had no intention of letting the sacrifices grow any further . Kill the great chieftain . He had to try .
“What are you saying dot?”
Tiyo and Anor walked over and stood beside Crockta .
“I won’t let Crockta go alone dot . We will go together dot . ”
They had listened to Crockta’s conversation . Tiyo had never seen Crockta talk nonsense . Sometimes he made odd jokes, but he also made the right decision when it came to someone’s life . Crockta was a man more reliable than anything else . If Crockta said Juora was in danger, Juora was in danger .
Tiyo trusted him . It was the same for Anor .
As Tiyo and Anor looked up at her, Caska was forced to nod . She was concerned about Crockta, but he was the strongest warrior so knew and a man who determined his own path . It wasn’t necessary for her to worry .
“I’ll give you the fastest caruk…”
“No,” interrupted Anor .
Crockta and Tiyo looked at him . Anor didn’t meddle in much .
“I heard that there was a museum in Nameragon,” Anor said .
He was a dark elf who grew up in Nuridot . Although he had no affection for them, he saw the innocent people of his hometown dying . He couldn’t hide behind Crockta and Tiyo just because he was scared . It was his turn to act .
There were also things he could do in his own way .
Anor suddenly said, “I heard that the stuffed body of a super fast mutant wyvern that frightened Nameragon in the past is contained there . ”