I'm not that kind of orc

"Serve the tribe!!" All the soldiers responded in unison with expressions of pride, raising their weapons high.

The old chief is the shaman with the highest status in the six major tribes. At the same time, he is very kind to everyone in the tribe, from the elders to the recruits, and has a high reputation.

At this time, Angelica and Tilawa also approached me.

"Master Brock! The dragon you are riding..." Tilawa circled the dragon's beast soul with radiant eyes, "Could it also be made by summoning the beast soul?"

"Yes, I just tried it, but luckily it worked." I nodded to her.

"Then if I train hard, can I also summon such a powerful beast soul?" She clenched her fists excitedly, "Can you teach me?"

"Uh, this... I'm afraid it's impossible to do normally." I helplessly poured cold water on her with the facts.

"Eh?" Tilawa's face showed disappointment at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This girl is working hard, but...too simple.

At this time, Angelika climbed onto the dragon's back without saying a word, and moved towards Feilan without saying a word.

"Girl, you are still alive... What do you mean by stretching your paws?"

Facing Angelica who stretched out her hand in a begging gesture with a blank face, Feilan couldn't help frowning.

"I'm done eating, you should have some here, give me some more." Angelica said, staring into her eyes.

"Asshole! Do you really think of Miss Ben as your exclusive cook!?" Feilan gave her a white look.

"Take it out if you have any, it's all to help Brock." Angelica still didn't change her expression.

"What's going on?" I was confused by their conversation.

Feilan didn't speak any more, and without saying a word, she took out two round things from her cloth bag containing magic tools and handed them to Angelica.

I took a closer look—there were two strange fruits with spiral lines. Angelica took them and stuffed them into her mouth. As soon as she ate them, purple devil lines appeared on her face.

I suddenly understood that it was the devil fruit produced by Feilan's demonized plants planted with the devil's ring and life magic.

With this method, she can store the extra magic power that she usually has. Although the fruit of the demonized plant is highly poisonous to normal people, it is a perfect supplement for Angelica whose body has already adapted to demonization.

No wonder Angelica was able to kill all the way from the left side of the battlefield to the right side. It turned out that this method was used to restore magic power.

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After reuniting with the support team, the enemy's right-wing troops, which had already been pierced by us from both ends, could no longer stop us.

I did a simple cleaning up of the remaining remnants, and then went straight to the rear battlefield.

When we rushed back to the place where the devil was surrounded by wolf cavalry, the whole battle situation was still in a stalemate.

The queen and Vanessa fought against the devil as the main force, the cavalry and werewolves were responsible for harassment and containment, and Mudar used the devil's ability and his own necromancy to fight back.It can be seen that after I left for the time being, neither side had a chance to decide the outcome.

But obviously, Mudar's side has gradually taken a lot of advantage.

Although it seemed that we fought back and forth before, objectively speaking, we have actually been in a state of parrying unilaterally.Everything we've done is basically trying to make the cost of troops smaller - but there's no way to get it down to zero.

The troops present had nothing to do with the demon king's atomization ability. Mudar continued to launch attacks. Although the attack efficiency was not high, it was actually consuming our troops.

Just the moment I ran to rescue the friendly forces on the airship, I clearly felt that the number of cavalry on the rear battlefield became smaller-whether it was orc and dwarf cavalry or werewolves, there was a difference level of attrition.

Seeing that under the siege, the Demon King's Wall of Shadow was cracked all over again, and Mudar directly controlled the Demon King to atomize his whole body to cover the surrounding area. All the troops had no choice but to retreat.

If there is no effective means of counterattack, no matter how many people there are on our side, we can only continue to be beaten. Fortunately, now, the three assault troops have finally dealt with the enemy's rear and two flank troops and successfully merged together.

Seeing the demon king turn into mist, the queen had to temporarily stop watching. At this moment, she noticed that we had returned to the battlefield from outside the encirclement, so she waved her wings to greet us.

It's just that when she saw the situation on my side, she frowned slightly. After flying close, she immediately asked me, "Wait a minute, Brock, what's going on with you?"

"What's going on?" I was taken aback by her question.

"Where did this dragon come from that feels like a knockoff of mine?" she asked, eyeing the beast spirit I was riding suspiciously.

Only then did I realize that although she had seen me perform the summoning of beast souls, she didn't know much about the principle of this spell.She has never seen me use this spell to copy a giant dragon, and this "similar" that appeared out of thin air should be quite weird to her.

"I made it with magic." I explained to her.

"...So you refused to let me take you with you, and then turned around and made a dragon to ride on yourself? Huh?" She said with a blank face, and turned her head to this side, her red eyes were flowing. The eyes of the golden light narrowed, showing a feeling of calmness and prestige.

Her stare seems to have affected my beast soul. I clearly felt that the beast soul I was riding lost control for a moment. I leaned in the air and turned around on my own initiative. I moved a little away from the queen, sat down The people on the back of the beast soul subconsciously let out a burst of exclamation, and I quickly focused on controlling the movement of the beast soul to make it calm down.

"Hey, don't scare people!!" Feilan, who was also sitting on the back of the beast soul, protested loudly to the queen.

"I just glanced at it twice." The queen finally closed her eyes, and then said to me seriously, "I see that without Bullock, the counterfeit you made can't be compared with me at all."

"Isn't that... a matter of course?" I felt a little confused.

How could the beast soul made by ordinary shaman magic be comparable to the majestic dragon king?

"Speaking of which, what do you plan to do in this situation?" The Queen fluttered her wings and poked her claws at the entire black mist that was spreading not far away, "Once that guy becomes in this form, he is basically invincible. There is nothing we can do now, how useful will the little manpower you move be able to do?"

After the demon king atomizes his body, he will lose part of his attack methods, which is why we can take advantage of this gap to communicate.But at the same time, we can't do anything about it, we can only watch it drive the troops close to it out of the range of influence, and regroup itself.

"No problem, I have brought in experts to deal with this situation." I nodded firmly, and then turned to Feilan, "Feilan, send a message to Arsena to let them use the holy light to attack the demon king now."

"I heard there are no vampires, let's work!" Feilan raised her left hand and injected magic power into the scarlet oath.

"Don't use the blood prince as a messenger!" Anfilisa protested from the ring.

"Stop talking nonsense, figure out your position, I'm your master now, okay?" Feilan ordered with a face of indifference.

"Tch, what an annoying mage...No one will want it in the future." After Anfi Lisa finished speaking, the scarlet oath glowed dark red, and a blood bat flew out immediately.

"Do you want to die?" Feilan glared at the flying blood bat.

The blood bat swooped down and flew straight to the beast soul of the six-legged rock lizard summoned by the old chief on the ground - Arsena and the few paladins were riding on it.

The blood bat flew around directly above the beast soul, conveyed the message from our side, and turned into smoke on the spot.

Then I saw Alsena sitting on the back of the six-legged rock lizard standing up suddenly, striding along the back of the giant beast towards the head of the six-legged rock lizard, approaching the old chief from behind, and then heroically clasped her hands together. On the old chief's shoulder, he pointed at the Demon King in the distance with one hand, approached him and said something to him.

The old chief was taken aback by her at first, but after hearing what she said, a secretive smile gradually appeared on his face.

Um?I just want her to take the paladin to use the holy light spell to cause a little damage to the demon king from a distance. What is she going to do?

I couldn't help frowning suspiciously. At this moment, Arsena patted the old chief's shoulder hard and shouted: "Okay, old man, let's go!!"

Um?This girl... Even if you are the Crown Prince of Helgia, you should be a little more polite to our chief, right?

But the old chief not only didn't care about it, but also responded with a smile: "Okay!"

He raised the long stick in his hand and punched the beast soul's head vigorously. In an instant, the beast soul of the six-legged rock lizard let out a roar, and rushed towards the demon king as quickly as if it had been injected with chicken blood.

Um?They are... going to rush into the black mist! ?

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"What is Arsena doing? Why is it like drinking too much?"

Seeing the six-legged rock lizard beast soul carrying the old chief and a group of paladins suddenly rushing towards the devil with all its strength, I couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.

"In terms of drinking, she did. Before departure, she said that she would have some kind of human victory ceremony with us, and she took out a bottle of wine and said that she would have a drink with us." Feilan coldly picked me up There was a bit of displeasure in the conversation, "But that guy blatantly squeezed me out and refused to pour me wine, and insisted on letting me drink fruit juice instead!"

"That's classmate Feilan, you can't drink at all..." Princess Alisa reminded her from the side.

It's true that Feilan's drinking capacity is almost drunk after two sips, and this girl still doesn't think much of herself.

"The wine was really good, we all only drank one glass." Daisy added, "But the guy seems to have drunk two more glasses."

Alsena really likes to drink those good wines that are worth collecting.

It is not uncommon to drink alcohol before a battle. The so-called alcohol is strong and courageous. Drinking a little alcohol can make people enter a more excited state and boost their momentum.

However, excessive drinking will have adverse effects on rationality and body control, so this kind of thing should have been tasted lightly.

That girl...wouldn't really drink too much?Straight into the black mist of the demon king - even if you just put two slices of cheese on top of the drink, you won't necessarily get drunk like this.

No, no, even if she was acting recklessly, it is impossible for the old chief to fool around with her. If her proposal was just a reckless wave, the old chief would definitely reject it.

After a few seconds of hesitation, I finally chose to believe them.

Seeing them getting closer and closer to the black mist, my heart gradually rose to my throat.The demon king's black mist can absorb magic power, and even a little bit of the beast soul molded by magic power will disappear like a block of salt thrown into the water.And once people inhale the black mist full of strong death power, they will immediately lose their vitality, not to mention that there is an extremely dangerous lich standing in the center of the black mist.

"Your Highness!?" Vikas in the distance noticed that Arsena was not calm for a moment when she was standing on the back of the beast soul, but with his distance, it was impossible to rush over to stop them.

However, when the six-legged rock lizard was only a few dozen steps away from the black mist, Arsena suddenly raised the hammer in her hand and shouted forcefully: "The benevolent Lord God who watches over us, I pray Your glory, please grant me shelter!!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her war hammer lit up like a torch, and then the light became stronger and stronger, illuminating a small half of the battlefield.This light is strong but not dazzling, like the warm sun in winter, it can make people feel a faint warmth.

Only Vanessa, who was flying in the sky, felt a little different from us. She fluttered her wings and flew a little higher, and at the same time used the ability of the shadow king to add a wall of shadow to herself—the body was powered by the magic power of the abyss. She is naturally formed to reject the Holy Light.

At this moment, the light on Arsena's warhammer suddenly "swelled" like soap bubbles, and transformed into a membranous barrier that enveloped the entire beast soul—this was the power of the glowing warhammer in her hand, Can create a halo field protected by holy light.

She actually poured all her strength into the warhammer, creating a halo enough to wrap the entire body of the beast soul!She used holy light to add a special layer of armor to the beast soul, turning it into a chariot filled with holy light!

Immediately afterwards, the beast souls wrapped in the halo rushed into the black mist, and the nearby black mist seemed to boil for a moment, and then quickly became thinner, allowing us to vaguely see their figures.

At this time, the other paladins also raised their weapons high and chanted the hymns of prayer in unison.The moment they finished chanting, a statue of a goddess made of light suddenly rose above them, spreading its dazzling wings.

Accompanied by a terrifying "hissing" sound like tens of thousands of snakes spewing letters at the same time, the black mist around them was suddenly dispersed. This feeling was like pouring hot water into the snow, and the condensed snow Crystals melt quickly.

The black mist transformed by the demon king can absorb magic power, and even the queen's breath can be easily absorbed and then rebounded.

But the holy light is different. For the devil king who was a dark creature before death and was transformed into an undead creature after death, the holy light, which has an extremely restrained relationship with the magic power attribute, is highly poisonous.Not to mention forcibly absorbing the holy light, even simply touching it can cause it to be harmed.No matter how the devil changes his form, it is impossible to change his own magical attributes.

This time the demon king obviously suffered a lot of damage, and the black mist that was still spreading suddenly shrunk quickly—it was obvious that Mudar had no time to wait for the demon king to recover from the siege just now before reuniting. A "Holy Light Chariot" that suddenly rushed into the black fog and rampaged was too threatening to his precious corpse.

The surrounding werewolf knights suddenly boiled, and their morale was greatly boosted by the heroic performance of the lord.

It was only then that I understood what Alsena did. The strength of a spell is inversely proportional to its casting distance. Prolonging the attack distance of a spell will naturally make the caster safer, but it will also weaken the lethality of the spell.

She let the old chief charge directly towards the black mist in order to get close to the demon king completely, and even rush into its "belly", and then let the paladins attack to maximize the damage of the holy light to the demon king.And she herself is responsible for maximizing the halo of the Hammer of Glory, big enough to envelop the entire beast soul.

This is a bold, risky but ingenious battle, no wonder the old chief will show appreciation for her and cooperate with her with all his strength, I actually thought she was too drunk for a moment——

I can't help but feel ashamed of my shallowness.

"Come on, come on, Mudar! The dog thief who is running amok on my country's land!" Arsena waved her warhammer excitedly and shouted towards the center of the black mist, "Put your head over here, see if grandma won't let you go!" scoop!!”

——No, she really is a little drunk, right?

The tone of his speech was different from usual, and he was getting closer to an old paladin I was familiar with.

The black mist of the Demon King gathered again, Mudar stood at the feet of the Demon King, raised his hand and pointed in the direction of Arsena without saying a word.