The Author's POV

Meteor-sized stones weighing thousands of pounds were thrown into the air, colliding with the approaching sea of black in the atmosphere.

As the enormous stones approached the dark sea composed of thousands and thousands of demons, a black tint emerged in the air, combining into a large transparent screen that served to block the incoming boulders.

Unfortunately for the demons, the boulders proved far more powerful than expected, smashing through the massive energy field and crashing into the demons, sending them tumbling against the ground.

Boom

The ground fiercely shook as more and more boulders came crashing against the ground.

It was uncertain how many demons a single rock killed, but there were over a hundred boulders being thrown at the same time, quickly slicing away at the dark sea of demons.

"Reload!"

Silug's booming voice echoed across the vast plain as his form stood towering in front of all the legions. The legions behind him worked together to replenish the catapults. They were extremely efficient in transporting and loading the rocks onto the catapult. By the time they threw a boulder, the next one would be ready within the next couple of minutes.

In spite of this...

"It's not enough."

Silug muttered to himself, his forehead tensely wrinkling. He was unsatisfied with how things were going. Looking at the approaching demon army, he knew he'd soon be compelled to abandon the catapults and fight on with his weapons.

The situation looked good now, but he knew that it was bound to change soon. They didn't have much time at their disposal.

"Halt!"

Silug lifted his hand and ordered the catapults to stop. The orcs came to a halt at his commands as they all dropped whatever they were doing and got back into formations. Silug nodded in approval when he observed this.

'Good.'

He was pleased with what he was seeing. He didn't waste the past few decades training the orcs for nothing.

"Get into fighting positions!"

Silug's voice boomed once more. The orcs followed his commands and got into fighting formations. Every group of four in the legions had a 'heavy orc'; orcs who wore massive and burly armor that weighed thousands of pounds. The intent behind this was to make it impossible for demons to lift them up in the air to then drop them on the ground.

They essentially served as tanks and bore the grunt of the demons' attack. It was this type of formation that helped the orcs survive until now.

'They are coming.'

The demons approached the orcs like a swarm of locusts. A real and formless pressure erupted from each demon's body, mixing and generating a frightening pressure that resembled a vast tsunami, eager to tear anything in its path apart.

Silug's runes flashed as he stared at the spectacle from afar, and his crimson tint spread and mingled with the green hue coming directly from his body. His muscles expanded and an overbearing force began to emerge from deep within his body.

"Get ready!"

His words echoed across the vast expanse of land, igniting the battle spirit of all the legions behind him and driving them to thump their weapons on the ground. The ground fiercely shook and the orcs brought their weapons forward.

Silug shifted his attention away from the legion behind him and instead concentrated on the vast sea of darkness that was drawing nearer. He thrust his foot forward and raised his enormous axe into the air. The pressure that was coming out from his body further increased, and an intimidating feeling rose from him.

One second...

Two seconds...

Three seconds...

Time appeared to slow down abruptly as Silug was able to obtain a better view of the demons that were rushing towards him with vicious and ravenous gazes. All looking thirsty for his flesh.

In particular, his attention was drawn toward a demon who was ahead of the others, directly aiming for him. The demon's might was palpable, on a par with his own, and immediately made him wary.

"Huuuu...."

a deep

"Attack!"

the approaching demon. The power that was contained within the attack was so great that several of the demons that were within the vicinity of the attack were instantly annihilated simply by being in close proximity

dodge the attack as it was already upon him

head-on, and as a result, a potent force began to flow out of its body. This force merged with the surrounding air

Booom.

thundering noise rippled throughout the whole battlefield. It was this exact noise that marked the start

***

to look at the war

I gazed at the ongoing war from the safety of the

a

"Of course not."

"Why?"

entice the demons to come to us, and the only way to do so is

The concept wasn't hard.

are planning on doing.

easier

within their own castles and wait for whatever it was they were expecting to come. Worse, they may wind up reporting this to the higher demons, making the situation even worse than it needed to be. If that happened,

I needed to do right now was help the orcs win the war in a reasonably convincing way. In a sense, this would make the demons feel intimidated by us and

had to take a few losses, hence

"...I don't understand."

back of his

have

the shoulder and headed back into the

inside I

"Where are you going?"

to train. Call me back when it looks like the orcs

without waiting for them

I couldn't

mustn't forget what

...With Malik.

"Uekkk!"

room, my head began to ache horribly and my vision became blurry. A wet sensation trickled

"Shit, not again."

was having

"Akkk!"

to stumble on my steps. My vision grew

in the world is happening to

These attacks...

with no

It hurt...It really hurt.

"Huuuur!"

led to my room, I took a full breath in and held it for a moment before releasing it all at once. After that, I opened the door to my room, and hastily shut the door

Thud.

"Khh..."

only lasted for a short period of time since I was able to restore control of my body after a handful of seconds. However, by the time I recovered, I caught sight of what

shot

"Who is it!?"

by the fact that no one was

it just my

no one was around, I was left wondering whether everything was merely an illusion, but just

"Huh?!"

was quick to react as my other hand shot up and grasped the wrist of

"Fu...cker"