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 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 to it. Even the demon that was on equal footing with Silug was able to sense how menacing Silug's onslaught was,

late for the demon to dodge the attack as it was already upon him by the time it knew it. The speed of the attack was

potent force began to flow out of its

Booom.

into the barrier erected by the demon, causing the surrounding area to tremble as a thundering noise rippled throughout the whole battlefield. It was this exact noise

***

to look

the ongoing war from the safety of the castle in the

a

"Of course not."

"Why?"

come to us, and the only way to do so is to demonstrate a strength that is scary enough for them to feel pressured,

The concept wasn't hard.

us and have them stop doing whatever they are planning on doing. This alone would help us secure a small advantage and avoid

that was easier

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

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 make them believe that striking us while we

take a

"...I don't understand."

the back of

have

the shoulder and

way back inside

"Where are you going?"

going to train. Call me back when

waiting for

train at the moment. I couldn't let myself lag behind

forget what happened

...With Malik.

"Uekkk!"

my vision became blurry. A wet sensation trickled down my nose,

"Shit, not again."

having another

"Akkk!"

on my steps. My vision

in the world

These attacks...

for months with no indication of stopping,

It hurt...It really hurt.

"Huuuur!"

I got closer to the door that 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

Thud.

"Khh..."

to convulse. Fortunately, this 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

eyes shot

"Who is it!?"

be left speechless by the fact that no

it just my

everything was merely an illusion, but just

"Huh?!"

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

"Fu...cker"