The Author's POV

Chapter 785

[Demon Domain, Kuzma City]

The demons stood idly by as the orc horde marched closer and closer to their city, a ferocious and bloodthirsty light glowing in their eyes the whole time.

"Careful! Stay behind the barriers, and don't move!"

"Keep attacking from where you are!"

The orcs were an intimidating sight, with their muscular bodies covered in thick, matted fur and their jaws lined with two long, pointed tusks. Each orc wielded a massive weapon, swinging it with deadly accuracy as they charged at the walls of the city.

Boom―! Boom―! The ground shook with the force of the orcs' approach, and the demons watched with a mixture of amusement and disgust.

They had long known that the orcs were planning an attack on their city, but they had not expected them to come so soon or so aggressively.

They had done everything in their power to prepare their defenses, but the orcs' strategy turned out to be significantly more aggressive than they had anticipated.

Despite the surprise attack, the demons were not afraid.

They knew that they possessed powers that the orcs could never hope to match.

They could sense the fear and uncertainty in the orc army, and they relished the opportunity to turn their own tactics against them.

One of the demons, a tall, lanky creature with pointed ears and an elongated snout, spoke to the others.

"Everything is proceeding smoothly."

He said, his voice low and menacing.

He was Prince Kuzma, the current head of Kuzma City, and the one responsible for overseeing the battle.

"From the looks of things, we'll soon be having a nice feast."

Kuzma's gaze was currently drawn toward Brutus, the orc leader. He knew that if Brutus so much as made a move, it could turn the tide of the battle.

Therefore, he was keeping a good watch on him.

"Get ready to attack," Kuzma commanded. "I'll keep their leader in check. Make sure to kill as many orcs as possible in the meantime."

"Understood!"

The other demons nodded their agreement and began to channel their energy, unleashing a barrage of spells toward the orcs below.

Woom―! Woom―!

The orcs faltered, their weapons clanging uselessly against the barrier that the demons had erected around the city. Kuzma gestured to his fellow demons, indicating that it was time to launch their attack.

"Attack them directly!"

He shouted.

"Send the close combatants out!"

After letting out a bloodthirsty roar, the demons emerged from the walls and swooped down on the orcs with such ferocity that it left them dazed and confused.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

They fought with fluid grace, their movements almost too quick for the eye to follow. They came upon the orcs like a swarm of bees.

"Akh!"

"Argh!"

caught off guard by the unexpected attack and faltered back, their

position! Keep in

"Attack!"

"Help!"

"Arggghhh!"

the sound of the battle

crept its way onto the

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known fact that each race

the three races; the dwarves, the elves, and

was because I knew this that I was shocked by the message request that I received from Brutus. It had honestly caught me off guard, and while I was surprised, I immediately left

about 1000 km, so it shouldn't take me more than an hour

could go a lot faster and cut the time down to five minutes, I needed to save up

the scale of the war, I couldn't

I

Swoosh!

through

were withered, and the air was

as a result of the lingering demonic energy in the area. It stunted the growth of all living organisms within and actually caused them to regress and turn

"Hmm.. wait, what if?"

then, my feet came to a

thought, and my

fine even if I arrived a little

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backup. He said that

"He?"

at the strategist,

to the

"Just him?"

"That…"

but then proceeded to shake

with the human forces. Given the distance, he should

"An hour?"

and the

ten minutes, then he'll most likely

"Hmm."

over the strategist's words before

"I understand."

attention once more toward the

his expression abruptly changed. The previous stalemate that was between the demons

"Arrrgh!"

"Help!"

"Ahhhh!"

their limbs flew through the

Rumble!

of his axe striking the ground next to him resulted in the formation of a shallow depression in

"C,commander?!"

strategist, who retreated a few paces; however, Brutus's knees bent, and his calves bulged, exposing a long and thick

happen, the strategist hurriedly

"Commander, no!"

was

Booom!

air split apart, and a

air and came shooting right toward the city

of the wall that surrounded the city's outskirts, he materialized with his

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