Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

“Edmund is still too young!”

Sauron said lightly.

He didn't realize that the eighth-order experts around him had strange expressions when he said this.

In their opinion, Sauron was two years younger than Edmund, yet he was saying that Edmund was too young.

Ethan immediately stood up to support Edmund.

His figure was like a bolt of lightning, quickly rushing towards the battlefield.

Two seventh-order knights besieging an eighth-order peak Orc was something they wouldn't have dared to imagine in the past.

In this fierce battle, they did not flinch in the slightest.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Ethan charged into the battlefield, slamming his shield fiercely into Teommy.

His shield shone with an earth-yellow light, his speed and strength soaring instantly.

Teommy had just wanted to take advantage of his victory and destroy Edmund when he saw Ethan charging over like a fierce beast.

He roared angrily, brandishing his warhammer and smashing it towards Ethan.

“Another seventh-order bug!”

Ethan was not afraid. He gripped his shield tightly, meeting Teommy's warhammer head-on.

With a loud bang, the shield and warhammer collided, emitting dazzling sparks.

Ethan was shaken back several steps by the powerful impact, but he quickly stabilized himself.

Teommy's hand also went numb from the shock, and he was shocked. Even an eighth-order human knight would not dare to take his hammer head-on, but this guy had withstood it.

He charged forward again, engaging in a fierce battle with Teommy.

Edmund felt a surge of warmth in his heart when he saw Ethan coming to support him.

Edmund cheered up again, picked up the spear on the ground, and joined Ethan in besieging Teommy.

Although Teommy was powerful, he gradually felt overwhelmed by the siege of two seventh-order knights.

One was excellent in defense, and the other's attacks were sharp. With their mutual support, he couldn't defeat them for a while.

No, he couldn't even win.

As time went on, his attacks began to become chaotic, and more and more flaws appeared.

Edmund and Ethan seized the opportunity to continuously attack Teommy's vitals.

In the fierce battle, Edmund and Ethan cooperated tacitly, their attacks falling on Teommy like a storm.

Teommy finally couldn't resist. His body was pierced by a spear and he fell to the ground. However, this time Ethan didn't give him any chance to react, drew out his short sword, and slashed at Teommy's head.

Just as the short sword was about to fall, Teommy roared, his body suddenly swelling up, bursting out with astonishing power.

He punched the two of them away, then quickly got up, wanting to break through.

Ethan quickly approached Teommy. Teommy felt the threat from behind, turned around abruptly, and smashed his huge fist at Ethan.

Ethan dodged nimbly, while his short sword stabbed out like lightning.

Teommy's fist smashed into the ground, splashing a cloud of dust, while Ethan's short sword cut a deep gash in Teommy's arm.

Teommy roared angrily, and pounced on Ethan again.

Ethan was not afraid. He moved flexibly between Teommy's attacks, looking for a fatal opportunity.

Finally, Teommy revealed a flaw. Ethan seized the opportunity, leaped up, and stabbed his short sword towards Teommy's throat with a sharp light.

Teommy looked at the stabbing short sword in horror, wanting to dodge but it was too late.

The short sword accurately pierced his throat. Teommy's body shook violently, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

He slowly fell to the ground, no longer moving.

Ethan stood beside Teommy's corpse, panting heavily.

His chest heaved violently, his body was covered with wounds, his armor was full of scratches and dents, and some places were still oozing blood.

But his eyes were full of the joy of victory, a sense of accomplishment gained after going through hardships and obstacles.

Edmund next to him came hobbling over, leaning on his spear. He was covered in wounds and looked tired, but his eyes also flashed with the light of victory.

“Forget it, I let you pick up a kill.” Edmund's tone was slightly teasing, but without any jealousy.

Ethan smiled naively, revealing his white teeth.

“Not at all. If you hadn’t fought with him for so long, I wouldn’t have been able to pick up the kill.”

Ethan knew that this victory was hard-won. If Edmund hadn't fought fiercely with Teommy with his tenacious fighting spirit, consuming a lot of Teommy's energy, he would not have been able to find an opportunity to give Teommy a fatal blow.

The two stood beside Teommy's corpse, looking back at the tragic scene on the battlefield.

The smoke of gunpowder had not yet dissipated, and the shouts of killing seemed to still echo in their ears.

Twenty thousand Orc heavy infantry suffered a crushing defeat in front of the hedgehog formation.

The once-imposing army was now like an eggplant beaten by frost, with low morale.

With the death of Teommy and the four eighth-order experts, the attacking Orc heavy infantry began to retreat.

Their steps were heavy and chaotic, their hearts filled with fear and despair.

However, their retreat was not smooth.

When they retreated, they encountered even more violent rain of arrows and magical attacks.

Arrows flew like locusts, carrying the whistling sound of death.

Magical light flickered, and flames, frost, and lightning intertwined, bringing great damage to the Orc heavy infantry.

In the first confrontation, the Orcs suffered a crushing defeat.

They paid a heavy price, with four eighth-order experts and nearly ten thousand Orc heavy infantry killed.

Those once-majestic Orc warriors had now become cold corpses, lying on the battlefield.

As for the Orc archers and troll javelin throwers, their range was far less than that of the Imperial soldiers who occupied the advantage of the fortress.

In the exchange of fire, they also fell in large numbers.

Their attacks seemed so weak that they could not compete with the powerful firepower of the Imperial soldiers.

This was a war completely dominated by equipment.

Sauron suddenly raised the Infinity Blade in his hand and shouted loudly: “Warriors! Soldiers! We have won!”