Orok Uram

Rip Ting Rip!

My ax ripped through the undead.

I took a step forward and killed another group of undead, while Rhythm of Wild sang in my heart.

I didn't stop and took another step forward, and then another, killing any undead that came into my path or spell moving to stop me.

I could feel my energy men are moving behind me. Cutting through the undead, that are coming to swallow us.

Within seconds, the undead had completely swallowed us.

Now, there is no way to get out, nor do we want to. There are only two options in front of us. One is to kill the leader and every enemy powerhouse or get killed by them.

We are getting attacked from all sides, and my people are getting injured.

It is why, we aren't stopping even for a moment.

We are killing everything that comes our way. We will not stop and kill anything that will come to stop us.

Hun!

Seconds passed and turned into minutes when one spell avoided Sasryn's shield.

There are seven sharp bone spikes covered in deathly fire.

I don't know the name of the spell, but I know, it is Grade III, and I have to defend against it or it will kill me.

I wanted to dodge it, but there were too many undead around me and the spell was too close and coming too fast.

I swung my ax toward it without hesitation, activating the Lion's strength and Wild Swing from Wildlander Survivalist and Keen from the Officer.

Immediately, the power of the strike increased exponentially.

At the same time, the spells struck the undead around. Seeing that, I felt pleased to see the training was working.

Clang Clang Clang!

The enchantment on my ax flared, and it began to cut through the spikes one after another, till all seven of them turned to dust.

I deactivated the skill and swung my ax again, killing the undead that had taken, the place of those dead.

We kept moving, and soon, there was around only five meters of distance between the Lv. 30+ and me. Seeing me, he grinned and moved away from his place.

While more undead came at us.

"Coward!" cursed people from behind. I shook my head internally and followed behind.

It is not cowardice

He could come at me any moment he wants, but the man is smart. I am sure, he had read the information about me as I had about him.

It is why, he isn't engaging against me. He wants to tire me out, before facing me.

I kept following him, but he would simply move away whenever we got close to him.

Clang Clang Clang!

Another group of Grade III spells came, and I destroyed them. They are coming every few seconds and I am defending against them.

Sasryn is working hard, but she is dealing with two mages. They are higher level than her.

It isn't just her, but others are also under immense pressure, with injuries piling around on their bodies.

"Coward!" I screamed. Seeing him moving away once again, hoping the taunt would work, but it didn't. Seeing the man grinning instead.

I didn't say anything further and kept following him.

Another minute passed, and I reached where I had wanted to.

'Left!' I said and a moment later, I leaped high toward the left.

It is dangerous, but I am taking the risk.

I looked toward my target. It is not a Lv. 30 warrior, but the mage. The blond woman is one of the two mages; she is powerful and has been harassing us.

Taking her out would help us a lot.

Seeing me coming at her; there was no fear on her face. Instead, her lips curved in a smile.

Which did not give me a good feeling at all.

I am in the air, where maneuverability is limited, and the distance between us is small. Making defending and dodging the attacks hard.

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Mages don't like when warriors come closer to them, but she is happy, seeing me coming closer to her.

It seemed like she hadn't read about me or was too confident in her abilities.

She seemed to understand what I was thinking, and a moment later, her staff lit up, and my eyes widened in shock.

The spells she had released aren't Grade III, but Grade IV. She is a High-Mage, not a Mage. She had been projecting as such until now.

I am not the only one with the plans. The enemies have their own plans as well.

Bang Bang Bang

The undead below me exploded into the shower of blood and gore, coming at me. At the same time, the thick dark lightning roared toward me.

Trap.

They knew about me and laid out this trap to kill me.

I have been warned that these undead might target me. They target those specifically those they thought had the potential to turn into trouble for them.

I didn't take those words seriously.

I am not special.

If I had been special, I wouldn't have been stuck in Lv. 26 for months while everyone I know leveled up. Many, weaker than me, had even crossed Lv. 30.

I could feel it. The experience, I had accumulated. It is huge, it might be enough to take me to Lv. 30, but despite that, my class isn't leveling up.

Something stopping it from doing it. Keeping me at the current level.

My strength is increasing as I am leveling up in my secondary class; Officer, reaching Lv. 16 in it, but the increase it gives is very small.

It can't give me the attribute points, and it isn't as powerful as my main class, but I still appreciate it.

No matter what I think. The enemies had noted me as the trouble and they want to kill this trouble, but this trouble will be killing them.

Because dying isn't an option. If I died, they would kill others. I can't have that.

Survivor's Protection.

I activated the Survivors Protection the moment before all the flesh and bones of the undead hit me like arrows and needles.

I felt it hitting me painfully, but I know, the Survivors Protection is capable of protecting me against it.

What it could not protect me against the dark lightning coming at me.

I could see it thanks to Predators Gaze.

She had exploded the undead, to attack me but also to obscure my vision.

So, I wouldn't be able to see the powerful attack coming toward me, through the wet mist and bone dust, that is smelling terrible.

I need to defend this attack, or I am dead.

So, I activated Ariel Adjustment. It might be hard for others to maneuver in the air, but not for me.

I adjusted my position and brought down my sword with Wild Swing toward the lightning that appeared in front of me.

Bang!

The axe struck the dark lightning, and I activated the magic-resistance enchantment on the axe at its full power.

This is a new axe I got after the battle of the Panar. It is a triple enchanted weapon. That was made with magic-resistant material and has the same enchantment.

Sarsyr had said three-enchantment weapons are already expensive, and those made with resistant material and enchantment are even more expensive.

I am glad the command gave me this. It suits me well. It's likely why they gave it to me.

The sword cut through the spells, but not all of it. Some of it hit me and gave me the massive pain that I needed to grit my teeth to bear.

Finally, the axe tore through the dark lightning. Lessening the pain, I was feeling.

If not for the Wild Protection. I wouldn't have been able to get away with slight injuries and pain.

I adjusted myself with Aeriel Adjustment once again and activated the Lion Strength, before activating the Keen from the Officer.

I only have one chance, and I have succeeded in it. If I failed, it would be really hard.

A moment passed, and I appeared above the mage and brought down my ax.

The mist and dust were still covering us, but the mage had noticed me immediately. Her entire body language changed and her body head moved toward me.

She reacted fast. Many of her spells activate one after another.

The first seemed to be Haste. As her speed of retreat increased, the next seemed to be some kind of defensive spell as I saw the shield appear in front of her.

The last one is a massive lance covered in denser fire.

She is clearly experienced in the battle seeing how fast she has reacted, but it will not save her.

She will die today.

Bang!

Rhythm of Wild spiked, and I moved my axe. Clashing against it as it materialized, before starting to tear through it, with the power of Sharpness, enchantment, and Keen skill.

Like the lightning earlier, some of the flames touched, and they were even more painful, but I bore it and continued with my attack.

Rip!

My axe tore through it and I poured more power into my attack, as the shield was right in front of me.

Bang!

My axe crashed against it before tearing through it and moving ahead, but there was no mage.

She avoided my attack by a few steps.

I cannot let her get away. I could already see the undead moving forward. If that happens, it would be hard to capture her and it would be me that would be in danger.

I could see the Lv. 30 warriors moving toward me. He is close and once he arrived, I could forget about killing her and him.

So I leaped toward the mage Wild Dash as the Rhythm of Wild rang loudly.

Immediately, two spells materialized. First are bone spikes, sharp spikes that would tear through me; it is a good thing, I leaped, not ran.

My feet aren't touching the ground.

It is the second spell that raises all the hair on my body.

It is a translucent crescent, and it appeared in front of my ax and passed through it before appearing in front of me and striking my head before I could do anything.

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

I shouted in pain, that is worse than the shock of silver-eyed cats. It felt like something was cutting the very soul of me.

It made me powerless, as I had never felt before.

I know it is a soul attack. The worst kind of attacks from necromancers. They are extremely powerful and warriors like me are powerless against them.

My screams became louder as the pain increased even further.

"No!"

I roared. I cannot let this pain consume me. I need them to kill the enemy. If I did not, she would kill me and then kill my men.

These people had trusted me with their lives. Walked into the jaws of enemies without a single word of complaint. It is the first time someone ever did that, and I will let them down.

Hun!

So, I roared even louder and felt the crescendo of Rhythm of Wild breaking through the veil of pain.

It came and became louder. Drowning the pain from the soul attack.

My eyes became clear, and the first thing I saw was the relieved smile on the enemy's face and then the Dark Lightning.

I am air, not in the ground as I had expected.

It might seem like an hour had passed because of the sheer pain, I felt, but barely a moment had passed since the soul attack struck me.

Bang!

I crashed my axe against the lightning. Making the enemy's eyes go wide.

My ax tore through the lightning. Reaching the enemy, this time. She will not be able to get away from me.

Horror appeared on her face, but that didn't stop her from reacting. The thick bone wall appeared in front of her.

Bang!

My ax tore through it. Only to see the enemy covered in bone armor in her midst of casting another spell.

This time, I will not let her get away and pour everything. I have it in my store.

BANG!

The ax tore through another defensive spell, that was materializing, before finally crashing against her.

The bone armor was strong, but it was only able to stop my ax for a moment before it tore through it. Reaching the body of the enemy while she watched with terror.

Ripp!

A sharp, wet sound rang out as my axe cut through her chest before I pulled it back fast and swung it again.

The next moment, the head flew up. Killing her for good.