Praise the Orc! Chapter 173-174

Chapter 173 – Encirclement Battle (4)

He laughed with his eyes closed. Everyone was staring at him.

The man coughed.

"Cough! Kuk. There are people eavesdropping." Then he straightened and spoke to the army in front of him. “Do you know?"

He spread open his arms. At that moment, a dark aura exuded from his body. His eyes were wicked. The darkness started to cover up his normal appearance.

“The scent of a man becomes deeper and deeper over time…"

The one who controlled the body started to assert himself. The great evil that was invited encroached at the body. His eyes became like a beast. His gait started to flow strangely. He stood in front of the imperial forces.

He smiled, “My contractor says that people are like wine."

“……!”

A soldier who met the man's eyes dropped his weapon. His strength fell. He could feel it instinctively. This was an existence he absolutely couldn't contend with. A black curtain fell over his eyelids. His vision blurred.

“In that case, I…"

The sense of space inverted. The soldier didn't notice he was being pulled down. All his senses were locked in the darkness. The man's voice entered his ears.

“I am the vintage wine, the demon Demogorgon."

***

All of a sudden, the dead rose. Cockta knew that it was the work of Iron, the person who once helped him. He had already been overtaken by the demon and attacked the soldiers with bizarre laughter.

The imperial army became confused as the dead rose again. However, that power didn't help much.

The magicians exerted their efforts to control the situation. 'Dispel Undead' were used to break down the undead. Demogorgon's power was so strong that while the undead weren't completely eliminated, they were noticeably weakened.

Furthermore, there was a bigger problem.

“The products are too finely chopped."

The corpses of those killed by Crockta and Andre weren't intact. They were so broken that they couldn't be raised again.

Demogorgon shouted, “Ignorant orc!"

“Kulkulkulkul, I'm sorry."

The imperial army soon regained their morale and hit Demogorgon. His figure was surrounded by the imperial army. An angry Demogorgon started to kill the soldiers by hand. Demogorgon swung his fists and scattered the darkness, but no matter how strong the demon was, it was hard for him to exert all his abilities.

He also entered an uphill battle.

"Kaaaat! Bring it on, humans! Keok! You bastards!"

Andre also bellowed, "I am the white knight of justice, Andre! Die!"

Crockta resumed the fight. He laughed as his blade struck the enemies. This was originally a body that should've fallen before such a huge number. But now, two assistants appeared. Both of them were equal to 100 warriors, like Crockta.

Rommel's face distorted.

"Rommel──────!"

Crockta called out to him.

“Only this much──────!"

Crockta stepped forward. A sound similar to an explosion occurred. A terrifying aura rose from him as he swung his greatsword at the knights.

The knights had become accustomed to Crockta's swordsmanship so it wasn't as easy as before. Crockta was also tired and refrained from explosive attacks like before. The wounds on his body caused him pain.

The battlefield was still disadvantageous. Adandator was in the rear. Demogorgon was on the defensive due to the difference in numbers. Crockta could feel how reckless this fight was.

He raised his strength and stared at Rommel.

The best way to win against so many enemies was to kill the leader. Furthermore, Rommel was the key since he controlled the imperial army with the power of a War Maestro. His loss would be greater than any other commander.

Crockta wielded Ogre Slayer as he figured out how to approach Rommel. However, Rommel calmly directed the troops. He built an effective formation to deal with Crockta, Andre, and Iron. Andre was blocked by Betring and Bluno, while Iron was handled by the magicians. Crockta was surrounded by the knights.

As Crockta stepped forward, the vanguard stepped back. The minor attacks consumed his stamina. Crockta's mouth twitched. He wasn't an easy guy. In addition, Andre was about to collapse.

Betring, Bluno and some soldiers continued to press at Andre. Andre didn't have the same combat power as Crockta or Demogorgon. He had more power than ordinary users because of his practical abilities, but he couldn't go beyond the limits of a user.

Crockta looked up at the sky.

Crows were flying.

***

Betring's attack hit Andre's wrist, causing his opponent's sword to miss. Subsequently, Bluno struck. Andre barely managed to avoid it. Andre breathed heavily as he lost his sword and looked around.

A bloody face.

He glanced at Rommel and then back at the entire battlefield. Maybe all of this would be broadcasted. He had appeared in a wonderful manner, so he needed to fight nicely until the end. He was White Knight Andre.

“Cowardly and stupid guys!" Andre cried out.

Bluno laughed and said, “Are you going to speak nonsense like the orc? Those who will die soon always speak the loudest."

Bluno's voice was rough. He received a shock from Crockta's declaration. He had great pride in being a knight of the kingdom. He believed that he was in the right.

However, he lost all confidence in front of the orc Crockta. He saw Crockta, who confronted the army alone with just faith, and compared him to the imperial army. Rather, Crockta seemed like the real knight.

Moreover, he laughed as he trampled on them. It was as if he was denying all injustices.

Bluno nodded. He rushed towards Andre along with the soldiers. The weary Andre revealed a gap. Bluno's attack didn't miss Andre. Andre tried to avoid it using acrobatic movements, but the stab wound was still deep. He fell to his knees.

"Now, say it again. What were you saying?" Andre tried to speak, but Bluno kicked his stab wound. Andre fell down. "Again…"

“Cowardly and stupid scum."

Bluno paused.

“The name of a knight is wasted on you, trash."

Bluno slowly turned around. Andre wasn't in a position to speak right now. It wasn't him. The voice was coming from behind. Bluno and the knights discovered four people behind them.

An unknown group. They stood shoulder to shoulder with their arms posed. Bluno's face distorted as the unidentified people emerged.

It was already the third time.

“Who are you?"

"Who?" The man standing on the far left spoke. “You asked who we are."

Then the woman standing next to him spoke, “We'll give you an answer."

The next man answered, “Knights who have lost your chivalry, let our names wash away that dirt on your chest."

The man on the far right lifted his shining sword, “We are the mighty people of justice! F4!"

They were the best roleplayers who teamed up with Crockta, Iron, and the Orc Users Brotherhood at Chesswood. The F4 had appeared again.

Bob, who had the role of a warrior, raised his shining sword as he watched the soldiers in front of him. He had been waiting for this. They traveled the world of Elder Lord after Chesswood, but couldn't feel the thrill of that time again. This was the real stage they wanted.

He wanted to get a haste scroll and join quickly, but he wasn't sure. So he tried to observe the situation. Crockta didn't disappoint him. He wasn't a roleplayer like them. He was a real warrior. Bob was thrilled as he saw what Crockta said on the screen. That wasn't all. He could feel that the whole world was thrilled by Crockta's words.

'A warrior doesn't forsake faith.'

When did he see those fighting for faith?

'A warrior doesn't persecute the weak.'

Who would risk their life for the weak?

'A warrior doesn't attack unarmed people.'

It was a world where people would stab each other in the back if they saw a gap.

'A warrior doesn't yield to injustice.'

Life was a process of being accustomed to injustice.

'A warrior doesn't shame the gods.'

He looked godly as he spoke.

'A warrior pays back any favor or disservice.'

Was that really an orc over there?

'A warrior protects the powerless.'

He really put his life on the line for this.

As a warrior, Bob was ashamed of himself. This orc wasn't a user with an extra life like them; if he died, then it was the end. Nevertheless, he faced the great army alone without any hesitation. Yet they were worried about being hurt, despite being users.

Bob immediately called his friends to come here. They tore the haste scroll and rode horses to this place. In the end, they were able to arrive in time. They discovered Crockta and two men facing countless enemies.

Now it was time for F4 to make their mark here.

“Knights, listen carefully."

It might not be as strong as Crockta's, but they had their own beliefs. Bob wielded the shining knife.

"My sword X-Geiger is in pain…!"

Joseph, standing beside him, hit his back.

"Cough!"

He grabbed Bob's head. Then he whispered.

“Hey, this will be shown all around the world."

“Don't do it."

“This is the main point!"

“Let's just go to fight."

Bluno looked at them and shouted, “What are you doing?"

The situation continued to twist and more strange guys appeared, so Bluno became angry.

Bob responded by effortlessly moving the sword.

“Anyway, we are the mighty people who came to help Crockta!"

“We will protect Espada's freedom from the empire!"

"In the name of justice!"

Bluno was outraged. Crockta, the white knight and the unknown necromancer, these three were obviously powerful. But it was unacceptable for this group to ridicule them.

“I will kill you."

“Kill him!”

Bluno started running towards the F4. The fireballs, created by the magician Joseph, flew towards them. The blades crossed.

***

Demogorgon was angry. It was difficult to use his power because there were no proper corpses, and this physical body was limited. It was like ants were crawling on his body, but his limbs were tied up so he couldn't squash them.

"Trivial humans!"

Demogorgon gathered the darkness and turned it towards the knights. Their bodies were broken. The voice of his contractor rang in his head.

'Demogorgon! Fighting! You are also manly when punching! The movement of your center of gravity is excellent! Kukakak!'

Well. This was true. He was well versed in war tactics. Demogorgon felt better as his contractor praised it from the objective of a third party.

“Huhuhu, humans…you can't win against me."

The imperial army calmly circled around Demogorgon, despite his force. They were well-trained soldiers. He determined that the man in the distance was commanding all of this. A great guy for a human. He controlled the soldiers like they were his own limbs.

Demogorgon had gone through many fights in hell so he had a dim foreboding. It would become difficult to fight. If reinforcements came…

At that moment.

"……?"

A dust cloud could be seen from far away.

Reinforcements.

He stopped fighting and turned his head at the thought of more enemies being added to the imperial army. A crowd was coming. They were a unit of humans. It was lacking compared to the imperial army, but it was still quite a large number.

They stood before the imperial forces. They formed a systematic formation against the imperial army. Then they slowly approached. Three people stood at the forefront. One of them pointed to Rommel and the army before saying.

“Hey, people from the empire." The man spread open his arms. “Whatever evil you have done, I know that you aren't really bad guys."

“……!”

The man pulled out a coin. He threw it towards them and said.

"Now is the time of rehabilitation."

It was the Rehabilitation Brothers.

“Rehabilitation!”

“Rehabilitation!”

“Kaeeeeeng!"

The Rehabilitation Brothers shouted.

Demogorgon burst out laughing. “They are funny humans! Kukakakakat!"

***

Rommel frowned as he witnessed the battle. The situation continued to be reversed. Crockta, Andre, and Iron weren't easy to stop, and more strange people kept appearing.

“Rommel. The situation…"

“It is still okay. Crockta is tired. In the end, we…"

There was still room.

“Over there!”

A member of Heaven and Earth shouted. Rommel and Keynes hurriedly turned their heads. On the other side of the Rehabilitation Brothers,  a group with red headbands appeared. They were all holding blades and looked like bandits. Yes, that was the crazy Red Headbands group.

The number of variables kept increasing.

Rommel frowned. Yes, it was still okay. It would be hard but they could still win. Apart from Crockta alone, there was Andre, Iron, F4, the Rehabilitation Brothers and the Red Headbands. The power had increased tremendously but the empire still had the advantage.

Except for Crockta, Andre, and Iron, the rest weren't that strong and there were still many imperial troops.  Regular users couldn't match up against well-trained ones. But the bad news kept flying.

A member of the Heaven and Earth clan came running up to him.

“Rommel! The 'He's an Orc, yet still Praiseworthy' members are coming!"

“Those dog like scum…" Rommel cursed. They weren't a proper clan or social club, they were just a fanclub. It was like disregarding the entire Heaven and Earth Clan.

The formations broke. The strange guys surrounded the knights around Crockta. He watched the battlefield with the power of the War Maestro. It was still okay.

Keynes opened his mouth, “Rommel. If we…"

"No. We still have the advantage. The knights are still going strong. It is good that we can take care of them all at once…"

At that moment.

Dudududududu.

The ground started to shake.

Dudududududu.

The eyes of both the imperial forces and Crockta's forces focused on one side. Who was going to appear next? A black group was running like crazy towards them.

The distance narrowed.

Dududududududududu!

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Chapter 174 – Encirclement Battle (5)

Their appearance became clear.

Fierce eyes. Burly shoulders. Enormous pressure coming from them. A crazy speed.

“What is that?”

"This…"

The eyes of the former Thawing Balhae members shook as they remembered Chesswood. They saw lunatics called Iron and the F4 there, but they weren't the most fearful ones. The cult of Elder Lord, the ones who were proud of walking on a path no one else took. Those who weren't human, who enjoyed suffering and adversity!

"The Orc Users Brotherhood."

"What?"

Dudududududu!

The Orc Users Brotherhood made a wedge formation and rushed towards the imperial forces. There were the Rehabilitation Brothers, He's an Orc, yet still Praiseworthy and Mountain of Sabres, Forest of Swords but they gradually established their own formations.

However, the Orc Users Brotherhood was different. They plunged into the imperial army without hesitation, with their speed doubled by haste magic.

They roared, "Kuwaaaaaah! Bul'tarrrr!"

“Bul'tarrrr!"

“We are the orc users!"

“Orc users──────!"

The first collision.

Kwa kwa kwa kwang!

As the leading orcs and imperial troops hit each other, soldiers flew back from the collision. It was due to the fearsome power of the orcs' assault. They broke the outskirts of the imperial army and poured forward like a wave.

The entire imperial army was pushed back.

The orc in the lead shook his staff.

"We are!"

"Orc!"

“Users──────!"

“Users!"

Breathing as one! They stampeded into the imperial troops. The outer layer was hard while the inner layer was soft, so once they broke down the outer perimeter, they could knock down the insides.

“Charge!”

Some of the orcs in the lead were so talented that they even overwhelmed the knights. A new wave started to emerge on the stagnant battlefield.

Maguchwi furiously wielded his frost staff. A knight attacked but his sword was thrown back. Maguchwi didn't miss this gap, kicking the knight's abdomen before waving his staff. Lightning emerged from the staff and struck the knight's body, turning it into black ash.

A fearsome magician who was just as reliable as a warrior.

"Kuwakta!"

"Yes!"

“Mukat!"

"Bul'tar!"

The two orcs he called approached him. There were only three of them, but their shoulders were so wide it was like several adult men were placed side by side.

“Charge!”

"Kuwaaaaaah!"

They once again assaulted the enemy. The orc warriors who lined up with him trampled over the empire like a bulldozer. Along the way, they picked up more orcs.

"Die humans!"

"Keuak!"

Careless knights were destroyed by lightning strikes. One person was observing the battlefield. He had been determined to die; however, he wasn't the only one. Unexpected allies had arrived. Crockta was thrilled to see the Orc Users Brotherhood. He was hyped up.

Maguchwi raised his staff.

“Buuuuuuul──────!"

The orc users simultaneously lifted their weapons.

"Tarrr──────!"

The orc users roared simultaneously. Blood burst from the imperial troops in close proximity to them. Once the orc users joined, the whole atmosphere of the battlefield reversed. The imperial army shrank back from their excited fighting and their morale fell.

The orc users cried out along with Maguchwi, "Come along! Go to the end!"

“Ma Brother!  You're going too deep!" (Short form for Maguchwi)

"It doesn't matter! We have to go there!"

Maguchwi pointed to the center of the battlefield. The orc user who warned him of the danger nodded and said, “Then we have to go."

“Ma Brother's words are true, so it can't be helped."

“Let’s give it a try.”

“Kuhahahaha! Let's go!"

Maguchwi was pointing towards where Crockta was surrounded by knights. Every time Crockta’s greatsword flashed, the knights would fall. The appearance of a true orc warrior..

“Let's fight shoulder to shoulder with Crock Brother!"

The symbol of the orcs who mass-produced many orc users, the hero Crockta! They were given a chance to fight with him.

Maguchwi lifted his staff again.

"Brothers!"

The orc users responded at once.

"Uh!"

“Are you ready to die──────!"

"Uh!"

“Ready to kill──────!"

"Uh!"

“Let’s go! Bul'tarrrrrrrrrr──────!"

"Bul'tar──────!"

The orcs ran at the enemies again. They got caught up in the imperial army. The brute force orc users pushed at the imperial army with their momentum. It was the moment when the unique tastes of the orc users were known all over the world.

"Bul'tar!"

Every time 'bul'tar' was called out, a soldier would die. Lightning flashed from Maguchwi's staff. Now the situation was reversed.

The imperial army became weak.

***

Crockta grinned. At first, he confronted the army alone. But not anymore. Crockta, Andre, Iron, F4, Rehabilitation Brothers, Mountain of Sabres, Forest of Swords, He's an Orc, yet still Praiseworthy and the Orc Users Brotherhood.

Everyone showed up.

It was the moment he was rewarded for the path he walked. All of those affected directly or indirectly had gathered to fight against the imperial army. They were all users who sincerely enjoyed Elder Lord.

The imperial army still had the advantage in numbers, but they gradually lose their morale and were pushed back. It was the anti-empire army that was dominating.

"Huk, huk."

Crockta breathed out wearily. As the fighting continued, the two sides became tangled together in an uncontrollable melee. Crockta slashed at the enemies without any rest. Once reinforcements arrived, the attention of the enemies was dispersed, creating a chance for Crockta.

The number of people he killed today had already gone over three digits. He cut and stabbed, decreasing the number of enemies every time. The knights and soldiers couldn't survive under his blade.

"Bul'tarrrrrrrrrr──────!"

He shouted again and wielded Ogre Slayer. The enemies fell down.

“……!”

And beyond that…

There were friends instead of enemies. The Orc Users Brotherhood and Maguchwi. They rushed through the enemies and met each other. It was the first time meeting since Chesswood, but they felt familiar to each other, like well-known friends.

There was no need to say thank you or ask for anything in return.

“Brothers.”

"Brothers!"

They exchanged glances and their fists met. It was enough. This was the middle of the battlefield and there were still a lot of people to kill.

Crockta turned his eyes towards Rommel. His goal was three people. Rommel, Keynes and the 'traitor' Grom, no Luin. They were together. They were devastated by how the fight had gone beyond predictions and lost their concentration in battle.

“Brother.”

Crockta said to Maguchwi. He grinned and nodded.

Crockta and Maguchwi. The strongest warrior and shaman among the orc users. They headed for the Heaven and Earth Clan together. An aura emerged from Maguchwi's staff and their appearances became blurred. They approached the boundary around Rommel carefully.

Now it was time to end this unfortunate relationship. A sufficient distance was secured. The Heaven and Earth members were escorting Rommel and Keynes, but they were just like sheep in Crockta's eyes.

"I'm going."

“Be careful.”

Maguchwi's magic flowed towards Crockta. It was the first time in ages that he felt the magic of an orc shaman. His whole body was filled with vitality as energy boiled up. It felt like he could kill anyone in front of him. His tattoos burned as Crockta pushed towards the enemy.

Lenox's revenge.

This fighting spirit was carried on in Ogre Slayer. He plunged towards them and yelled.

"Bul'tarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

They were shocked at Crockta's sudden appearance. However, his sword was faster than them. Crockta's greatsword tore at them. White particles scattered like snow.

Kwajijik!

Lightning rippled on Ogre Slayer's blade. It was Maguchwi's magic. The enemy resisted, but those who blocked his sword were shocked by lightning and weren't able to last long. They turned into white particles.

Rommel and Keynes turned to try and flee. Crockta didn't miss them.

“Where are you going?" He ran like crazy and reached out his hand. He managed to grab a horse.

"Ugh!"

His shoulders felt like they would pop from the force of the horse running. But he used all his strength and pulled the horse to a stop. The horse jumped because it was terrified of Crockta.

"Romeeeeeeeel──────!"

Crockta shouted and stabbed his sword into the horse's side.

"Hihihing!"

The horse fell down. Rommel, who was riding the horse, rolled around on the ground. Crockta crossed the horse and approached Rommel.

"Stop!"

“Protect Rommel!"

The Heaven and Earth members rushed towards Crockta. Crockta grabbed Rommel's neck while wielded his greatsword at the same time. The clan members were blown away in a burst of blood. The rest of them didn't dare attack.

"I finally caught you."

'War Maestro' Rommel was in his hands. Rommel was looking at him with calm eyes, despite being caught.

“How do you feel?"

Rommel chuckled slightly, “You're ugly."

"This bastard."

Crockta laughed. Then he punched Rommel's face. Rommel's face was destroyed. His teeth fell out and his nose was broken. He fell forward and couldn't breathe properly.

Then Crockta threw him towards Maguchwi. Maguchwi wielded his staff. Magic power emerged and began to capture Rommel's body.

“……!”

It was a temporary Concrete method using magic. Crockta nodded and started to chase Keynes and Luin. They abandoned Rommel and were leaving the battlefield with the Heaven and Earth members.

Crockta ran like crazy. His thighs swelled as he accelerated.

Kwa kwa kwa kwa kwa kwa!

The ground shook and dust rose up as he ran.

"Keynessssssssssss──────!"

Crockta's mad rush caused the terrified horses to run faster.

"Don't forget the orcs──────!"

Crockta kicked off the ground and jumped forward. He entered the Pinnacle and accelerated his body to the extreme. He could see the shocked Keynes looking at him. He gradually grew closer. Crockta stretched out and grabbed his body.

"Crazy!"

Crockta fell from the sky and captured Keynes. Crockta tilted his body and they tangled together. Then they rolled across the ground. The horse's hooves trampled on both of them.

"Cough…"

Keynes coughed up blood. His body wasn't in a normal state due to being trampled on by the horse.

“Ku…heok?"

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the grim face of an orc staring at him. His whole body was bloody but he was watching Keynes with burning eyes.

He smiled, "Do you remember Lenox?"

Crockta grabbed Keynes' neck and lifted him. As soon as Keynes was caught, the Heaven and Earth Clan stopped from confusion. Both of their leaders had been captured.

“You guys…oof!"

Keynes tried to speak but Crockta blocked his mouth. Then he hit Keynes' stomach with his fist. Keynes was stunned and became silent.

Now it was Luin's turn. Luin was shaking among the Heaven and Earth members. The appearance of Grom was superimposed over him. He tried to become a warrior under Lenox and the orc warriors. He was terrified and timid, but believed he could become a great warrior. But he betrayed them. The great warriors died.

He had to pay the price. Luin knew it the moment Crockta called out his name.

At that moment.

Kuaaaaaaang!

A huge impact hit Crockta's body.

The sky and the ground were reversed. Crockta tried to calculate the situation but his head was in shock as he struck the ground. The earth and sky rotated a few times. His body rolled across the ground.

"Cough…"

He tried to get up but his body wouldn't move. Maguchwi was running. Crockta raised his eyes. Through his blurred vision, he could see the Heaven and Earth members carrying Keynes away.

"Those bastards…"

“Relax, Brother. It is dangerous!"

Maguchwi used healing magic. But it wasn't enough to recover from the shock. It was a huge shock. Crockta gritted his teeth. However, he couldn't move his body. It felt like his whole body was broken.

"Reinforcements came. There seems to be a great magician."

As Maguchwi said, the flag of the imperial army was visible on the horizon. They had already rescued Keynes' group, and turned away like they had no intention of intervening in the remaining battle.

The empire's reinforcements went away.

***

Crockta barely managed to raise his body. The battle was their victory. The imperial troops surrendered their weapons. His allies were giving victory cheers.

Crockta was happy but he wasn't satisfied.

"Shit…"

He formed fists. He couldn't miss them. He had barely caught them. But the magic shock was still shooting through his body. It made fighting any further difficult.

“Rommel?"

"There."

Rommel was looking at him silently while still bound by Maguchwi's magic. His handsome face was a mess. He pointed his fingers towards his mouth. It was a sign to release the magic around his mouth.

Maguchwi looked at Crockta. He shrugged.

“He can escape if he bites his tongue. Do you still want to listen?" Maguchwi asked.

"Please."

Anyway, those guys had escaped. Rommel wasn't his true enemy. Crockta looked at Rommel. His treatment would vary depending on his words. No, Crockta would ensure that Rommel never returned to Elder Lord forever.

But Rommel’s first words were unexpected, “I'll help you with your revenge."

"What?"

“I will help you end those people."

He immediately made a tempting offer to Crockta. Truly a smart guy.

Crockta asked again, "How?"

Rommel gave a slightly different answer to what Crockta expected.

“Completely.”

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