Praise the Orc! Chapter 203:
Chapter 203 – War of the Gods (1)
Kumarak’s weapon was called Destroyer, an axe that was much bigger and longer than normal . He held it as he looked at the battlefield in front of him . Numerous troops flocked, but just as sheep were unable to deal with wolves, the expedition forces struck the orcs and broke apart . No matter how many enemies were present, there was nothing to fear .
“Did you smash a mountain?” Someone suddenly said .
Kumarak looked at his opponent . A man dressed like a knight and exerted a different force from the other soldiers . A moderately strong person, he possessed the power of a knight . He stared at Kumarak with challenging eyes and pointed his sword .
“You are acquainted with my reputation . ” Kumarak responded with a grin . He would listen to what the knight had to say .
“I volunteered for this expedition to prove my strength . You are the warrior who made a mountain flat . ”
“……”
“It is a great honor to meet you . I will beat you and let the continent know the name of the Arteros family . The world will know that Arteros’ sword is the best . ”
Kumarak’s mouth dropped open . This knight expressed the intention to increase his reputation by using Kumarak as a sacrifice . In other words, he was already thinking about after the fight . For him, Kumarak was just a means to an end .
It didn’t make sense .
“I am the last descendant of the Arteros family, my name is Bede…”
However, Kumarak didn’t listen any longer . He looked down at Destroyer . It drank the blood of his enemies . A demon who covered away blood with blood, leaving stains on it . There were great warriors and knights he couldn’t help admiring . Hunters, magicians, giant monsters, all of them were terrifying opponents that Kumarak killed .
Kumarak always risked his life . Kill or die . That was his principle . Things were never easy . At the end of a battle, Kumarak was tearful because he was still alive . Then he expressed condolences to the dead enemy .
Kumarak stood here instead of the strong opponents . Their lives were left there .
Then .
“This battlefield that the gods are watching is the best stage . Come, Mountain Smasher . Attack…”
What was this knight talking about? Increasing fame and spreading the name of his family? He was worried about compensation in a moment when he should be gathering his courage and swallowing back tears?
He seemed so trivial to Kumarak .
“Haaaat!”
The man moved his sword .
Fast .
Kumarak didn’t move .
“……!”
The man’s sword stopped in front of Kumarak’s chest .
“What is it?” The knight cocked his head and stared . “Aren’t you going to fight, Mountain Smasher?”
Kumarak smiled . It was a terrible smile that distorted his face . The knight didn’t stab him . Did he imagine a wonderful stage? Or did he think a quick fight was too boring to raise his reputation? Either way, he abandoned the chance to take Kumarak’s life . He had no idea about the opponent in front of him .
“Yes…”
Kumarak’s chest swelled . He condensed his rage . His breath was sealed and the pressure in his abdomen rose . Then he roared .
“I am Kumarakkkkkkkk──────!”
The earth shook . The ground shook like an earthquake was occurring . For a moment, all the troops on the battlefield stumbled .
“My name is Kumarakkkkkkk──────!”
Kumarak roared and swung Destroyer . The knight talking about his family was split apart . The sword was broken, the right arm severed and the axe pierced the middle of the abdomen . Blood poured from his mouth .
“You are a fool . Grrung . ”
The knight’s eyes stared at Kumarak . Kumarak pushed the body with his feet . The knight’s body broke down . It was the end . People would forever never know the name of that family .
“It is starting now . ”
Kumarak raised Destroyer . Far away, he saw Crockta descending on the great army . Their eyes met . Kumarak laughed . Then he attacked the surrounding soldiers . Once Kumarak started to advance, no one could stop him .
At that moment . The soldiers stood up . A light shone down from the sky, healing the wounds of the expedition army and filling their bodies with unknown strength . Despite the dominance of the orcs, the expedition troops started to push forward using the momentum of the gods .
“Annoying . ”
Of course, it was only a little annoying for Kumarak . Kumarak wielded Destroyer and his enemies flew through the air every time .
“Kumarak . ”
Once again, someone called his name .
“Who is it this time?”
“I have been watching you for a long time . ” He was a dwarf paladin with the mark of a **** on his armor . His eyes glowed blue . “Do you remember Almutad?”
Kumarak jumped . It was a name from his past .
“I grieved day and night when that child died by your hands . ”
Kumarak realized who was in front of him .
“I will return that pain to you . ”
Almutad . The great worm that swallowed his friends . Kumarak pursued it, turning the mountain flat and slashing at the worm that emerged with Destroyer . He pulled the remains of his companions out of the great worm’s stomach and buried them .
He received the title ‘Mountain Smasher’ due to this fight . If that name was mentioned, the person in front of him must be,
“Tartatod . ”
The **** of all underground creatures . The father of the creatures who squatted beneath the ground, a transcendental presence who favored dwarves and loved worms . The paladin, no the incarnation of Tartatod laughed .
“That’s right . ”
The gods were intervening .
Kumarak laughed . “You are a nasty pervert who pampers those stinking worms . Grrung!”
The dwarf’s face stiffened . At the same time, a reddish brown aura covered the dwarf . The power of a **** . Kumarak was able to feel the intangible energy .
Kumarak gave strength to his stomach and built up his willpower . He wasn’t fighting just the expedition members who followed the divine message . The gods had come out directly .
“Stupid orc . ”
Tartatod wielded his hammer . Kumarak blocked with Destroyer .
Kaaaang!
Kumarak was thrown back . The expedition members and orcs fighting were scattered . Kumarak rolled across the ground several times before recovering . He slowly got up . Those who were caught in the conflict groaned on the ground .
His whole body creaked . Kumarak had never been pushed back by a blow before . It was the first time . Kumarak was thrilled by the overwhelming power difference .
“Don’t resist, mortal . ” Tartatod said calmly . “Not just me, but the other gods will borrow their bodies . You can’t beat us . ”
“Don’t be ridiculous . Grrung!”
“Resistance is useless . ”
“Kulkul, everyone says that before they are beaten up!”
Kumarak grabbed Destroyer and leapt towards Tartatod . However, Tartatod’s body blurred and disappeared . Kumarak stopped .
“……!”
Tartatod appeared in front of Kumarak . Kumarak hurriedly wielded his axe . Tartatod blocked with his hammer . There was tremendous pressure . Kumarak couldn’t compete when it came to strength .
“Uhhhh…” Kumarak pushed his forehead forward and shouted . His forehead hit the dwarf’s face .
“Kuheok!”
Tartatod moved back from the sudden hit . Despite the power of a god, it was natural to receive damage after being hit in the face . Kumarak touched his forehead and raised his head . Blood poured from Tartatod’s nose . Kumarak laughed . Tartatod’s face was red .
“You!”
The power of a **** exploded and hit Kumarak .
“Keoooook!”
Mouth dripped from his mouth as he rolled across the ground . He barely managed to hold onto Destroyer .
“I tried to kill you nicely…”
“There is no such thing as a nice death . Stupid **** . ” Kumarak raised his body and laughed . Tartatod’s face distorted . “Tartatod, you really don’t know anything . ”
“Shut up . Dirty orc . Vicious **** . ”
“Kulkulkul . ”
Kumarak raised his body . It wasn’t just Tartatod . The battlefield was now entering a new phase . There were those who showed the power of a **** and every time they attacked, the orcs were greatly pushed back .
“I wonder why there is a **** who takes care of those who crawl under the ground . ” Flames burned in Kumarak’s eyes . “If a **** dies, will a new one appear?”
Kumarak was the one who smashed a mountain in order to kill a great worm . A slaughtering machine who moved with a commitment to tearing apart the enemies . If the enemy was a mountain, eliminate the enemy . If the enemy was a god, eliminate the **** . Kumarak didn’t choose the enemies .
“Now it is interesting . ”
He hadn’t experienced anything worthy since smashing the mountain . He hadn’t met a good enemy since the time he dug at the mountain for several months . But the enemy was a **** . He would kill a **** and change his title of ‘Mountain Smasher’ to something else .
Kumarak held Destroyer’s handle .
“Tartatod . You will die to me today . ”
***
Zankus quickly sprang up and fired his arrow . He only aimed at places where the enemies were concentrated .
The arrows of an unexpected size pierced through the enemies . His arrows were never satisfied with one life . If one was killed, it would penetrate through the body and kill at least three more . He killed three or four each turn . The arrows became like a skewer .
“Aaaack!”
“Avoid it!”
“Sun Killer!”
He crushed the enemies . A single arrow penetrated through and crushed many enemies in a show of pure force . Every time he shot an arrow, it felt like the battlefield had been hit with a hammer .
“You’re lucky we’re fighting on the plains,” muttered Zankus .
The open plains with no obstacles blocking the field of view was a disadvantage for a hunter . If this were a mountain or a forest, they would’ve died without knowing where the arrows were coming from .
Zankus scanned in front of him with a hunter’s eyes . The expedition had overwhelming numbers, but the strength of the orcs dominated . In particular, the strategy of putting strong leaders at the forefront was effective . The enemy’s power was crushed by the vanguard, while the scattered remnants were swallowed by the other orcs . In addition, Crockta was wielding his greatsword at the very front .
Zankus grinned . When he returned to Orcrox for Lenox’s funeral, he learned there was an orc who survived alone . He didn’t look reliable . The orc spoke about getting revenge for Lenox; however, owever, Zankus doubted him and warned,
‘I will hunt you down if you play stupid games . I can’t trust a person who ran away alone . ’
That orc was Crockta, who had made those words a shameful memory by now .
“We can’t lose . ”
Zankus fired several arrows at the same time . Then he pulled his bowstring all the way back using his muscles . When the string was released… It was like the dew rolling off the leaves . Like feathers falling from wings or stamens dangling to the ground . Lightly .
Chwaaaaaaaack!
It tore through the battlefield . Everywhere the arrow passed, a large wound was dealt to the ranks of the expedition . There were only dead bodies and the wailing of those who lost their limbs .
“It is boring like this . ”
At that moment, something happened . A light shone down, healing the soldiers and pouring the power of the gods into the paladins . It was the participation of the gods .
Zankus’ hands shook .
“It can’t be helped . ”
He scouted the battlefield for his next prey . At that moment .
Chwaaaaaaaack!
An arrow flew . Zankus’ body twisted . A beam of light passed by Zankus’ neck . Blood flowed down .
“……” Zankus grinned . “How interesting . ”
Somewhere among the expedition members . There was a hunter like him . He could feel the strength of a **** coming from the wound on his neck .
Zankus’ mouth twisted as he muttered, “If I kill the **** of hunting…”
Zankus’ body slowly blurred .
“I will be the **** of hunting . ”