Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

At the same time, the Ghost Special Ops Camp's archers launched their attacks.

The bows and crossbows in their hands made a soft "whoosh" sound as poison arrows shot towards Kakaku.

These poison arrows were extremely fast and aimed at tricky angles, specifically targeting Kakaku's vital points.

Kakaku, as befitting a Minotaur chieftain, didn't notice the ambush from behind, but relying on his years of combat instinct, he sensed the approaching danger.

Just as Pufa's short spear was about to pierce the back of his neck, he suddenly dodged to the side, and Pufa's short spear grazed his skin, leaving only a shallow scratch on his back.

As for the poison arrows shot at him, Kakaku waved his totem pole, blocking some of the arrows, but several still struck his arms and shoulders.

Kakaku let out an angry roar, turned his head, and saw these ghost-like enemies for the first time.

His eyes burned with the fire of rage; he hadn't expected humans to have such a hidden force.

Pufa didn't panic after missing his strike.

Using the momentum of his charge, he rolled away, quickly putting distance between himself and Kakaku.

Although Kakaku was hit by poison arrows, his constitution meant the poison wouldn't immediately incapacitate him.

He had to continue searching for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to Kakaku.

The other warriors of the Ghost Special Ops Camp, seeing Pufa's attack, also charged towards Kakaku.

They attacked from all directions, trying to divert Kakaku's attention.

Kakaku wielded his totem pole, engaging in a fierce battle with the special operations soldiers.

His strength was immense, each swing of the totem pole creating a gust of wind, but the Ghost Special Ops Camp members deftly dodged his attacks while searching for his weaknesses.

On the main battlefield, the human infantry, seeing the Ghost Special Ops Camp had launched an attack on Kakaku, had their morale boosted even higher.

They shouted and charged even more bravely towards the orc army, wanting to take this opportunity to break through the orcish defenses in one fell swoop.

The orc army, seeing their leader being ambushed, also fell into a moment of panic.

Some orcs wanted to rush over to support Kakaku, but were firmly blocked by the human infantry.

The situation on the battlefield became more complex and chaotic; the battle revolving around Kakaku became the key turning point in the entire war.

On the other side, the Orc Sword Saint in the sky was also facing an unprecedented crisis.

The Orc Sword Saint Musallo had consumed a lot of stamina in the previous battle, and the light of his saber, which originally shone with a chilling gleam, was now slightly dim.

Hank, known as the Empire's War Saint, and Shadow were slowly encircling the Orc Sword Saint Musallo from behind.

They were preparing to join forces with Alonso to besiege this Orc Sword Saint, who had a fearsome reputation in the Northwest.

Alonso was also adjusting his condition; he had just summoned the Flame Dragon to fight, and had gone through a fierce battle with Musallo, consuming a huge amount of magic power, but he was still holding on.

His white hair danced乱乱 in the wind, the magic runes on his robe flickered with a faint light, and although the crystal ball at the top of his staff was no longer so dazzling, it still contained powerful magic.

Hank launched the first attack, shouting loudly, his voice echoing in the sky like a great bell.

His whole person was like a golden meteor rushing towards Musallo, the long sword in his hand raised high, a golden sword aura spewing out from the blade, the sword aura like a roaring golden dragon pouncing towards Musallo.

Wherever the golden dragon passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

Musallo felt the powerful attack, he quickly turned around, holding his saber in front of him. When the golden sword aura hit his saber, there was a deafening roar. Musallo's body was shaken backwards by the powerful impact, but he forcibly stabilized his figure in the air, stomped hard in the void with his feet, and rushed back towards Hank.

Just as Musallo rushed towards Hank, Shadow struck.

The muscles all over his body were tense, and the runes on his body seemed to tremble slightly because they couldn't bear the power in his body.

Hank, Shadow, and Alonso, seeing Musallo's change, didn't dare to be careless in the slightest.

Musallo was about to risk his life.

The three of them also began to adjust their condition, preparing to meet the fierce counterattack that was about to come.

Hank injected more power into his long sword, the golden light of the long sword became more dazzling, and the surrounding space was distorted by this powerful force.

Shadow hid his body even deeper, he blended into the surrounding darkness, among the three, he was the weakest, only a Semi-Saint, his main task was to contain and sneak attack, the frontal confrontation was still mainly with the two Saint-level powerhouses.

Alonso continued to draw magical elements from the surrounding space, his ice wall became thicker, and he also prepared other magical attacks to prevent Musallo from breaking through the ice wall.

The entire sky seemed to become oppressive because of this tense confrontation, the clouds began to gather, and thunder rumbled in the clouds, as if it were the prelude to this battle of Saint-level powerhouses.

Solon looked up at the sky, his eyes showing a hint of tension and anticipation.

This was already the only good card he could take out.

As long as they could solve this Orc Sword Saint, Alonso and the others could follow suit and assist the Skyeye Sword Saint in beheading another Saint-level powerhouse.

Then, the direction of this battle would be completely controlled by humans.

These Saint-level powerhouses were like the key weights on the scales of war, their victory or defeat determined the life and death of thousands of soldiers.