Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

That voice echoed through the dense forest, filled with sorrow and determination.

Boom!

A deafening roar shook the entire forest.

It was a secret weapon used by the human scouts, a powerful force erupting in an instant.

Light flashed, and smoke billowed, catching the rabbit and dog-tribe orcs completely off guard.

Many orcs were injured and fell to the ground from the impact of this force, staring in terror at the scene before them, not knowing what had happened.

The human scouts were also staggered by the force, but they quickly recovered.

Taking advantage of the chaos among the orc scouts, they quickly adjusted their formation, preparing to counterattack.

They knew this was their last chance, and they had to seize it.

That magical item was the latest product of the Northwest Magic Manufacturing Bureau, called the Concussion Bomb.

The Concussion Bomb was an oval-shaped magic crystal with intricate patterns carved inside, capable of emitting a blinding light and a deafening roar when activated.

The Concussion Bomb would also produce a blinding light and a deafening roar upon explosion.

The intense light would temporarily blind people, and the high-intensity sound waves would cause temporary loss of hearing and sensation.

After the Concussion Bomb exploded, it would also produce a special effect, interfering with and damaging people's sensory organs and nervous system.

The powerful energy fluctuations were like surging waves, temporarily incapacitating people and depriving them of their ability to resist.

The human scouts had trained with the Concussion Bomb before their mission.

They were well aware of the weapon's power and effects, and they understood how to protect themselves as much as possible under its influence.

Coupled with the equipment they wore, they had some resistance.

When Bambus resolutely tossed the Concussion Bomb high into the air, it instantly attracted the attention of all the orcs.

The orcs stared in stunned silence at the object in the air that was about to bring destruction, but they didn't have time to react. The human scouts, however, were prepared; they quickly lowered their heads and closed their eyes, avoiding the intense light as much as possible.

Although they were wearing helmets that blocked some of the sound wave attacks, they still felt dizzy and disoriented.

Compared to their dizziness, the unprepared orcs fell to the ground in droves.

Under the impact of the Concussion Bomb, the bodies of the rabbit and dog-tribe orcs were as if struck by a heavy hammer, and they collapsed one after another.

Their sensory organs were severely disrupted, and their nervous systems fell into chaos, completely losing their ability to move for a time.

The forest was silent, with only the aftershocks of the Concussion Bomb still echoing in the air.

The human scouts endured the discomfort, striving to stay conscious.

They knew this was the perfect opportunity to counterattack.

Bambus struggled to his feet, his eyes revealing a firm resolve. He waved the weapon in his hand,

and shouted loudly: "Brothers, now's our chance! For the Empire!"

The human scouts responded one after another, summoning their courage and charging towards the fallen orcs.

Although their bodies were still suffering from the effects of the Concussion Bomb, their fighting spirit was undiminished.

They attacked the defenseless orcs with their weapons, fighting for a chance to win victory for the empire.

However, the orcs were not completely without resistance.

Some of the stronger orcs began to gradually regain consciousness after the brief chaos.

They struggled to their feet, preparing to fight the human scouts in a final, desperate battle.

The rabbit leader and dog-tribe leader, who had been lurking in the shadows, were instantly enraged, their anger like a volcano about to erupt.

Both leaders possessed fifth-order strength, and their powerful auras instantly spread out.

Bambus, the strongest member of the squad, was only at the fourth order. Faced with such a huge difference in strength, they seemed so insignificant.

Before they could finish slaughtering the orcs in front of them, Bambus was ambushed by the two leaders.

That sudden attack was like a raging flood, instantly engulfing them.

The members of the scout squad fell one after another, their lives seeming so fragile at this moment.

Severely wounded, they were unable to form a defensive formation to resist.

This was also the reason why the Concussion Bomb would become their ultimate weapon.

It could severely injure the surrounding orcs, but they would also be greatly affected. If they could not take the opportunity to kill all the orcs, they would only be slaughtered.

In this desperate moment, they had only one belief in their hearts: to fight for the empire.

In the final moment, Bambus traded his life for an injury, unleashing unprecedented courage and strength.

Like a wounded tiger, he charged towards the rabbit leader, delivering a heavy blow.

After severely injuring the rabbit leader, a trace of relief appeared on Bambus's face.

"Final victory belongs only to the Empire. You all wait, when His Highness the Crown Prince ascends the throne, it will surely be the day the Empire's army sets foot on the Northern Wilderness."

After Bambus finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his chest pierced by the dog-tribe leader.

His body slowly fell, his eyes still filled with determination and unyielding spirit.

In this battle, the scout squad led by Bambus was wiped out, their lives interpreting loyalty and bravery.

However, they also annihilated twice their number of orc scouts, making a great contribution to the empire.

The rabbit scout leader clutched the cross sword stuck in his ribs, his face a mixture of pain and anger, his expression dark and terrifying. He gritted his teeth, his voice revealing a hint of heaviness: "These human soldiers are powerful."

The dog-tribe scout leader's expression was equally solemn. He nodded slightly, responding: "They are different from the humans we have encountered in the past. They are more courageous and more tenacious."

The rabbit scout leader frowned and asked: "Has it been reported to the clan chief?"

The dog-tribe scout leader said with a serious expression: "I heard that the clan chief specifically reported this matter to His Majesty the Orc Emperor."

The rabbit scout leader was silent for a moment, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes: "I suddenly don't have a good feeling about this invasion of the human empire."

"Shhh!" The dog-tribe scout leader quickly silenced him, looking around nervously, lowering his voice and saying: "If those wolf cubs hear you, you're finished."

A trace of helplessness flashed in the rabbit scout leader's eyes, and he nodded: "I'll leave the rest to you, I'll go back and deal with my injuries first."

The next second, an arrow pierced the rabbit scout leader's brow, and he fell backward.

In that instant, time seemed to freeze, his eyes still filled with lingering helplessness and a desire for survival.

The dog-tribe scout leader was instantly shocked, and with a clumsy roll, quickly hid behind a tree.

His heart was pounding violently, and fear surged into his heart like a tide.

Then, arrows shot out from all directions, like dense raindrops, killing all the remaining orc scouts.

Each scream was like a sharp arrow piercing the dog-tribe scout leader's heart, and he clung tightly to the tree trunk, his body trembling uncontrollably.