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Black Hill tribe 'Tarachen'

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damn!

The shock wave created a long sword image on the ground.

It's a sword attack that can't help but be said to be an inexorable attack.

When the match did not end, Tarachen swung his glaive wildly.

kwaang!

bang!

A shock that shook the heavens followed.

But.

It was Tarachen's side who stumbled.

"Wow!"

As the center of gravity was broken, the loopholes increased more and more.

How... . How could such a small dagger be capable of such absurd destructive power?

He swung the gigantic glaive with all his might, but his opponent took the blow with ease.

"It's strong, it's strong. Indeed, it deserves to be called the strongest among Orcs."

Jinhyuk blew a small whistle.

"How dare you, in front of whom are you relaxing!"

Tarachen raised the glaive high.

Moment,

huuuuuoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Green mana condensed into a whirlwind.

[Tarachen activates his unique ability 'Spirit Succession'!]

A unique ability to summon the souls of the Orc race.

That's why Tarachhen can be overwhelmingly superior to other orcs.

kukuku kuk kook!

Translucent energy rose along the Black Hill, and soon began to be absorbed into Tarachen's body.

The mana that comes out of the body has also changed.

[Copy condition: If you become an orc and become Tarachen's successor, you can copy your opponent's unique abilities.]

Naturally, you can't change races just to get one of those abilities.

The purpose of coming here in the first place was not to kill Tarachen or to copy his abilities.

'You just have to fight enough to form an alliance.'

come.

Jinhyuk looked at the flying glaive aiming for the upper right corner.

It could be avoided enough, but in order to get his approval... .

[The unique ability 'Tombgrave's Right Arm' is activated!]

The shape of the right arm holding the Barnard changed.

kwaaang!

A roar that seemed to split the sky.

Two weapons collided at one point.



KwaKwaKwaKwaKwaKwaKwaKwaKwaKwa!

Jinhyuk and Tarachen's feet dug into the ground.

Mud dust caused by the shock wave.

The entire hand holding the weapon trembled violently, demonstrating just how powerful the collision had just been.

' strong.'

Tarachen shut her mouth firmly.

Although he was not vigilant, the reality that he could not even make a whistle came to him coldly.

The rest of the Orcs, who were laughing and giggled around, lost their laughter.

I had no choice but to do so.

The battle that is unfolding right before their eyes is far beyond their imagination.

A fighting style that purely worships power, rather than avoiding it.

Aren't you fighting head-to-head against Tarachen, who has even unlocked her unique abilities?

"Chwiik! What are people doing?"

"To endure the glaive of the chieftain who did all his best. Is he stronger than the captain of the bodyguard?"

"The human who came with me is also a monster. I defeated two of the bodyguards by myself."

The gossip grew louder.

great.

A self-introduction would suffice.

Jinhyuk retrieved mana from Barnard.

"What are you doing all of a sudden? The fight isn't over yet."

"It is, but if we keep fighting, what will be left? Have you recognized each other's abilities enough?"

He created a cause for self-esteem and left room for conversation.

If we go further from here, it will go beyond determining the outcome and become a life-or-death event.

Now is the perfect time to end it.

However.

"You humans are always like that. They try to negotiate in moderation by convincing others with appropriate words."

Tarachen's vicious momentum did not diminish in the slightest.

On the contrary, it became sharper as if he had touched his self-esteem.

"I'm not trying to compromise... I'm trying to prevent unnecessary fights."

"More than aiming a sword, you must see blood. That is our tribe's belief."

It was funny to attach the word honor to monsters, but Orcs with pride were different from ordinary monsters.

Especially the Black Hill tribe, which can be said to be their apex.

'After all, it's poison to look at you clumsily, isn't it?'

Jinhyuk made his taste buds bitter.

"Koooooooh!"

With Tarachen's pupils stained red. hit the ground

kwaang!

Jinhyuk quickly flew to the left to avoid the attack.

Tarachen followed immediately, but Jinhyuk increased his speed and widened the distance even more.

"Can I help you? It looks pretty tough, doesn't it?"

Cheon Yu-seong, who finished the fight first, shuddered.

Anyway, if that guy did a little bit well, his nose rises to the sky.

"Isn't this the time for you to worry about others? Those orcs. They don't roll their tails just because they subdue one or two."

as if to prove it.

thud!

fault!

A larger number of the SS were attached to Cheonyuseong.

If the two don't, ten.

If that doesn't work, it's like the whole bodyguard will stick together.

"Damn it!"

"It's because you're quietly watching."

ttttttttttttttttttttttttttt

I'm just pretending I'm free and holding on to shit, aren't I getting angry?

kwaaang!

Soon after, the whole hill began to fill with the sound of metal clashing.

In order to have a conversation with the orcs, you must not kill them recklessly. But if you just look at it, it's annoying to attack like a swarm of bees.

"Keep! Do we have to keep fighting like this! If we keep fighting attrition, there is no answer!"

Cheon Yoo-seong put a bloodline around his neck.

Thanks to the addition of Baktur, who wields a long spear, the flickering swordsman literally looked like a fire had fallen on his feet.

Of course, I have no intention of fighting back and forth until my mana and stamina are all exhausted.

Because I had already anticipated that this would happen.

A conversion card that can turn the situation around has also been prepared.

only.

"I'm sorry. I can't be sharp right now. Just hold on as much as you can. I'm soft as something comes to mind."

I just want to ride the shit line of the heavenly planet that is climbing all the way these days.

"Really?"

"Yeah. If the siege is a little thinner, we'll have something to do with it."

Jinhyuk pretended not to know and avoided his gaze.

In the end, Cheon Yu-seong had no choice but to weep and wait to eat mustard.

from the inside out. With dozens of enemies.

How much time has passed like that?

"Heh heh... heh heh heh heh heh..."

Cheon Yuseong staggered as if it was about to collapse.

My whole body is drenched in sweat and my breathing is rapid.

I have already lost consciousness several times and repeated it back and forth.

"Bill... omg. Now... I can't lift a hand anymore..."

right then

tuk.

Something touched Cheon Yu-seong's back.

Jinhyeok, who had been fighting a blood battle with Tarachen, had reached the place where Cheonyuseong was all of a sudden.

"Why are you struggling already?"

"...you mean to call it a horse...?"

"Hmm. The swordsmanship of the world is so inconsequential. When we first met, he was like an orc, and he said that even a single truck could destroy it."

"You bastard, you bastard. Even if I die here, I will definitely take you as a companion."

Cheon Yu-seong's face contorted violently.

If you tease me any more, that knife might point this way.

I've already been rolling as much as I want to, and I've trampled on my pride.

'Now let's start slowly.'

The stage is well equipped.

Jinhyuk, who made that decision, took out a new item from the subspace.

['The String of Beliefs' is activated!]

The power that connects dimension to dimension.

A huge gate appeared in front of everyone with a huge mana storm.



honor.

It is an absolute value that Orcs cannot live and die.

They have lived their entire lives for the honor and revival of their clan, and they are the ones who are willing to risk their lives to protect what they believe in.

For that reason, it was natural that the Orcs did not trust humans.

This is because it was a characteristic of humans to change their values at any time for their own benefit.

However.

What if those who have the same beliefs as the orcs are going out for that human?

What will be your reaction then?

This is the answer to the result.

kuung!

A race with blue skin appeared beyond the gate.

A tusk longer than an orc.

Although the floor is much lower, that doesn't mean it's inferior.

"...I heard a story through a gnome. You need our help?"

Frostblade tribe.

And the chieftain who leads them is 'Caracal'.

Two tusk races met on Black Hill.

"...!?"

Tarachen, who was running like crazy, stopped moving for the first time.

"...that flag?"

"How did they get here?"

The bodyguards who were pressing Cheonyuseong also looked at the Frostblade tribe with their mouths wide open.

A void on the battlefield that was created in an instant.

The confrontation continued like an eternity.

"Caracal..."

Tarachen slowly opened her mouth.

Caracal nodded immediately.

"Tarachen Chief, it's been a while. Is this the first time we've seen each other since the Tribal War?"

"Why are you on the side of humans?"

Caracal brought up the old story, but Tarachen had no intention of sharing the frivolous past.

Why is the great hero of the proud troll tribe with humans? It was just incomprehensible.

"Did you get threatened? Or was the tribe held hostage?"

otherwise it doesn't make sense

He must have done something filthy like human beings.

But in the next words... .

"You have been blessed."

Tarachen was once again plunged into chaos.

"...Grace? To a human being?"

"Yes. I can't pay it back even if I pay for it for the rest of my life. I owe that kind of debt."

These words are sincere.

Caracal was willing to sacrifice himself for Jinhyuk.

He gave freedom to the entire clan. Because he ended the life of a slave and kept the pride he had longed for.

And if.

"If you want to harm our benefactor, you will have to go beyond our entire tribe."

"Koooooooh!"

"Oh oh oh oh!"

The warriors of the Frostblade clan held their spears and shields high.

Although the individual strength and the number of members of the tribe were far inferior, they were all prepared for their immediate death.

jittery.

The morale that seemed to pierce the sky was also transmitted to Tarachen.

"...it doesn't seem like a lie at all."

It's not about winning or losing a fight.

If only Caracal and the Frostblade clan believed so strongly... .

I thought that maybe it might be different from the trash I used to know.

"Guide those humans and Chief Caracal into my tent. The fight is over."

pooh.

Tarachen drove the glaive to the ground.

This opened the way for the conversation.

This is the beginning of the discussion that will determine the success or failure of the attack on the 20th floor.

"Uh-huh. It seems to have worked just fine. I'm glad Yoosung, right?"

"Ughh! You! Did you deliberately make me suffer with such a method! If I had summoned the Frostblade clan right away, I would have almost died!"

"Hey. I hope it goes well. You must be finished and stick to the little things."

"What, obsession? A trivial thing? That's what...!"

"Ah! They tell us to come quickly. Excuse me first."

Jinhyeok ran towards Tarachen's tent at a staggering pace.