Praise the Orc! Chapter 117:

Chapter 117 – First Strike (1)

Crockta raised his body .

His whole body creaked and groaned, a cacophony of injuries that was hard to bear . Calmahart, who was the victim of his kinetic energy, should be a mess inside and outside the body .  He looked down at the great chieftain, who didn’t move like he was a dead man .

Now that the dust settled down, all eyes in Juora were on him .  The orcs and dark elves, everyone was shocked by Crockta’s appearance .

Crockta raised his greatsword before the orcs could recover .  The warriors finally realized the situation and moved their bodies, but Crockta’s greatsword didn’t stop .  Ogre Slayer descended towards the fallen Calmahart .

“Waahh!”

“Great chieftain!”

The screams of the dark elves and the orcs mingled together .

And Crockta .  His face distorted .

“Kuhuhuhu…”

Truly a monster .  Calmahart had grabbed the greatsword with his bare hands .  Crockta gazed at him and smiled . The eyes of the great chieftain were clearer than ever .  Calmahart also smiled at Crockta . It was a horrible smile that didn’t care about the blood flowing from his mouth .

He got up . Crockta tried to pull back the greatsword but it didn’t move within the grasp .  Crockta kicked Calmahart’s body . It felt like a rock . But it was useless .  The great chieftain slowly lifted his head .

“We meet again…”

Calmahart stood up while still holding Ogre Slayer’s blade .

“Crockta . ”

He remembered Crockta’s name and then wielded Ogre Slayer .

“Kuhahahahat!”

“Kuhuk!”

Crockta persisted in holding the handle of Ogre Slayer .  As Crockta didn’t let go even when it was shaken left and right, the great chieftain threw Crockta along with the greatsword .  His body was thrown back and he hit a wall .

“Cough!”

Crockta raised his body .  His head was ringing .  The moment he wanted to grab his forehead to recover from the shock…

A shadow entered his field of view .

“……!”

Crockta instinctively wielded the greatsword .  It was stuck in something heavy .

“Ueeh…!”

It was a halberd that a great warrior had aimed at him .  Crockta swung the greatsword back around and beheaded him . Blood flowed onto the ground from the body of the dead warrior .

His opponent wasn’t just Calmahart .  This was a war .  The Great Clan warriors slowly started approaching Crockta . Crockta raised his greatsword .

Then he laughed .  “Yes, it should be like this . ”

Things were never easy .  He always performed the most difficult missions in the most dangerous place . It would be too easy if it was finished like this .

Crockta searched for any gaps as he was surrounded by the warriors .  He had to kill the weakest one and escape the disadvantageous formation . Grasp the weakest person, the weak point, and then bite .

It was war .

At that moment, he could hear, “Don’t forget us dot!”

There was a colorful bombardment of energy . Magic power bullets poured from the sky, causing the warriors to retreat .  It was Tiyo .  Tiyo’s General had developed even further . General Vulcan rotated and fired bullets indiscriminately .

Boro kept turning around, making it easier for Tiyo to attack .  Then the dark elves recovered their minds and started fighting . Arrows flew .

“It has been a while . ”

A familiar voice was also heard . Life was always unknown . He never expected that he would welcome this twisted voice .

“Are you weak? You must be exhausted with that blow . ”

Driden .  He had recovered from the impact and was standing with his double swords . His face was a mess thanks to Calmahart, but he was gazing in front of him in a sharp manner .

Crockta laughed, “You really look pitiful after just one blow . ”

“What, were you watching?” Driden also grinned . It was hard to see his smile .

“A monster . ”

“Monster . ”

They muttered at the same time as they gazed at the approaching Calmahart .

“I will take care of the rest . ” Driden said . His double swords started to flow like he was already in combat .  The moment someone entered that trajectory, it would become a storm .

“The great chieftain?”

“You take care of it . ”

Crockta laughed out loud .  It was a pleasure to be recognized by a great fighter like Driden, but it was never pleasant to deal with that monster alone .  But it couldn’t be helped .  Crockta raised his greatsword . He exchanged a glance with Driden . There was brief eye contact and they nodded . Then both of them rushed out at the same time .

The great chieftain was in front of him .  Crockta jumped up and roared, “Bul’tarrrr!”

He brandished his greatsword . The great chieftain also wielded his double edged axe . Both weapons hit each other . His hands shook from the crushing impact .  Crockta dug in and aimed for the great chieftain’s lower body . The great chieftain stepped back and aimed at Crockta’s head . The attacks of the two missed .  They hit air instead of each other .

Crockta accelerated his body . His field of view was clear .  His keen senses read the surroundings . Now his power was at the Pinnacle .  Crockta’s movements encouraged the great chieftain . He also entered that realm .

This was no longer a fight, but a dance that was a mix of the sword and axe .  The axe aimed at the neck while the greatsword aimed at the abdomen . Just before they dealt the fatal blow, their bodies twisted once again .  

Their weapons stopped in the air . Their bodies met instead of retreating .  They punched and kicked each other .  Crockta was pushed back .  The great chieftain laughed and raised his axe again . Crockta spat out blood and lifted the greatsword . Ogre Slayer vibrated .

“Join me, Crockta . ” Calmahart laughed .  “You are qualified to enter the Great Clan . I’ll give you the position of a clan chief . ”

Clan chief .  There was no such position in the Great Clan . The leader of the clan was the great chieftain . Calmahart wanted Crockta so much that he even created a new position .

But…

He knew Crockta and knew that Crockta would refuse .  Crockta lifted Ogre Slayer instead of responding .

“Kuahahahat! Good answer!” The great chieftain jumped forward while reaching out a hand . Crockta’s greatsword responded by blocking the axe held in one hand .  It was an overwhelming confidence in his strength .

Crockta squeezed more strength into his muscles .  Just before Calmahart’s other hand grabbed his head, Crockta’s greatsword blew away the axe and became stuck in Calmahart’s side . Calmahart’s eyes widened .

“Too prideful, Calmahart!”

Crockta twisted the blade and made the wound wider . Calmahart groaned .  Crockta kicked him . Calmahart fell back . Calmahart grabbed the axe and defended against the new blow from the greatsword .

Kakang!

Kang!

Kakang!

Crockta attacked while Calmahart defended .  The great warriors watching the great chieftain couldn’t believe their eyes . No warrior had pushed the great chieftain this far .  The previous attack was a raid . But now, even in the unfavorable situation surrounded by opponents, the orc from the continent was facing the great chieftain .

The great chieftain swung his axe but Crockta avoided it . Calmahart’s abdomen was pierced again .

“Kuhuhuhu…”

Calmahart laughed .  But unlike his facial expression, an intense anger was boiling up inside him .  It was different from Driden’s case . Crockta’s blows were heavy compared to the double swords . The internal damage was huge .

This shouldn’t be the case .  He was the great chieftain, Calmahart .  He always had to win overwhelmingly .

“Kuaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

His eyes reddened again . The muscles swelled . A tremendous power rose .  This unprecedented power made him feel like he could tear apart the orc from the continent with his bare hands . The madness eroded his head .  He grasped the axe . His hands gripping the axe trembled .

The wounds instantly recovered .  Calmahart’s red eyes stared at Crockta .

“Look at the little tricks again . Kuhuhuhu . ”

Crockta’s eyes changed .  Calmahart had once again fallen into a frenzied state . Something was shining on his forehead .  Now Crockta could see .  Calmahart borrowed the power of something in this world, just like how Zelkian was the apostle of the world tree . This was what made Calmahart a terrifying monster .

Crockta declared, “How shameful, Calmahart . ”

“What do you mean?”

“Your strength isn’t something that you obtained yourself . ”

Crockta stretched and placed his greatsword on his shoulder . He openly stared at Calmahart .

“If it weren’t for that power, you would be worse off than your own men . Isn’t that right?”

“Nonsense!” Calmahart exploded, “Stop the bullshit! Garbage──────!”

He wielded the double edged sword furiously . Crockta retreated but his front was still cut .  The berserk Calmahart had unbelievable power and speed . Despite the world slowing down, Calmahart’s axe tore through that slow world .

Crockta blocked with his greatsword . However, the impact shook his whole body .

“Trash from the continent─────!”

Calmahart didn’t miss this chance and came running at Crockta .  As soon as Crockta hit the wall, the double edged axe would mangle his body .

Crockta gritted his teeth .  He couldn’t change directions in the air . The great chieftain was going to kill him .

At that moment .  He felt something flying from behind him .  His extremely keen senses recognized it without seeing it . It was General’s bullets that were aiming for the great chieftain .

Tiyo’s support .  However, that alone couldn’t deter Calmahart . He wasn’t an ordinary orc but a monster .  Crockta quickly calculated how to break through this crisis . The short moment where the great chieftain was holding his axe felt like eternity .

Maybe .  Crockta gritted his teeth .  One method came to mind . It was a scene drawn through his instinct, not his head .

Crockta threw his greatsword .  Ogre Slayer flew in the air, spinning round and round .  He couldn’t put any strength into it because he couldn’t pivot . The greatsword slowly moved towards the great chieftain, or it was more like the great chieftain was rushing towards the stopped sword .

And…

General’s bullets hit Ogre Slayer .

“……!”

They hit the handle of Ogre Slayer .  The sudden shock caused Ogre Slayer to turn fiercely towards the great chieftain . It spun like a pinwheel towards the great chieftain .  Calmahart, who was about to swing the axe, couldn’t avoid Ogre Slayer and clutched his face .

“Kuaack!”

Ogre Slayer raked across his face as it passed by .  Calmahart let go of the axe and grabbed his face .

“Kuaaaaak!”

Crockta finally hit the wall and slid to the ground . A huge shock wave . He felt nauseated .

“Kuaaaaak!”

Calmahart’s mad shout resonated through the area .  Crockta hurriedly got up . Ogre Slayer was at Calmahart’s feet .  The **** face of the great chieftain stared at him . Crockta forcibly smiled .

Calmahart’s huge body was approaching him . Calmahart’s **** face made him look like a demon .  It was an urgent situation .

Crockta quickly said, “Look at that expression . ”

Then Calmahart’s face distorted further as he lifted his double edged axe high into the air, its grim shadow covering Crockta’s head