After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

There was no combat magic corps, nor was there any large-scale human army to counter the encirclement.

The violent explosion just now was caused by Villian alone.

Through certain techniques.

A few days ago, when Aize was chatting with Violet, he asked a question:

"Since your attack technique has a trajectory rather than hitting the target instantly, can you use different trajectories so that the techniques launched in front and behind hit the target at the same time?"

The answer was that it was possible, but I had never done this kind of training before, so it would take practice.

In the following days, Miss Witch has been studying the problem of attack technique trajectory.

The result is the current situation.

This technique does not make Violet any more lethal.

Even while maintaining dozens of powerful spells, precise control was required, which consumed a lot of extra energy and resulted in a decrease in total output.

But as long as it can achieve terrifying instantaneous destructive power, that is enough.

Not only can it kill or injure the gathered chiefs in an instant before the other side can react, but it can also directly paralyze the other side's command system.

It can also cooperate with the Knights' attack, inducing serious misjudgments from top to bottom on the opponent, leading to a series of wrong decisions and uncontrollable panic.

This deal can be said to be a great bargain.

While Tal Sarago was hesitating, Villian's second round of magical attacks had arrived.

Dozens of huge fireballs hit various parts of the camp at the same time.

An earth-shaking explosion roared up, and while once again destroying a large group of orcs, it also completely ignited the panic of the remaining orc army.

"This is wrong! This is wrong! There's an ambush!!!"

"We are surrounded, enemies are everywhere!!"

"Get cover!!!"

“Aa ...

A group of strong men held their heads and ran around like headless flies.

Tar Sarago, who had recovered from his shock, also realized the seriousness of the problem and quickly opened his throat and roared:

"Calm down! Calm down! Calm down, guys! Get ready to break out!!"

However, its voice was completely drowned out by the continuous explosions and had no effect.

Its confidants heard the order and began to work hard to maintain order.

But it is impossible for a small number of elite soldiers to stop the majority who have lost their minds.

They were soon swept away by the large crowd, and some unlucky ones even accidentally fell to the ground, and were instantly trampled into meat paste along with their armor.

"You cowards!!!"

Now is not the time for a fight.

Tar Sarago threw himself upon the armor and weapons he had cast aside, attempting to arm himself and reorganize his army.

However, at the moment when its huge hand was about to touch the battle axe and armor, several black tentacle-like objects suddenly swung out from behind it.

The target is not it, but the armor.

Before Sarago could understand what was happening, its armor was blown off, and it drew an arc in the night sky before falling to the other side of the chaotic crowd.

disappeared without a trace.

"……What!!!?"

The chief, who had lost count of how many times he was shocked, was petrified again, and then he quickly understood something and turned his head away angrily.

Just as it thought, the Scarface Chief who had just challenged it had disappeared.

In its place was a pink-haired girl who looked human and wore a black hooded cloak.

Even this competition was Aize's conspiracy.

Realizing that he was being made a fool of, the chief was completely devastated.

He didn't care about his weapons and equipment being knocked away. He turned around with his huge body and wanted to pounce on this unknown human being and crush him to death.

However, the pink-haired girl just looked at him expressionlessly.

There was no fear, no hostility, nothing in those lifeless eyes.

Then, her figure disappeared in the increasingly intense flames around her, turning into a tiny flying insect, and disappeared in the night and flames in the blink of an eye.

The chief who rushed over missed and fell to the ground in a very embarrassed manner.

He could only pound the ground like a wild beast or a child, helpless and furious.

However, the Great Chief's troubled night had only just begun.

After another round of fierce bombing - the target was changed to the orc army camp on the other side of the city - new movements came from the direction of Tafia.

The sound of hurried horse hooves, the clashing of metal weapons, and the sounds of fighting.

Tal Sarago raised his head and saw a severed orc head falling in front of him.

A small group of human troops took advantage of the chaos on their side and attacked directly.

Leading the group was a girl in silver armor, holding a holy sword. She was none other than the so-called strongest hero, Uriel, who had been hindering him these past few days.

Under her leadership, the already chaotic orc army fell into even greater panic.

There's no way to stop her—you'll even turn and run the moment you see her.

It is impossible to form effective resistance.

And behind her, the man in black armor, holding a seemingly inferior weapon, wasn't he the hero Aize himself, whom she dreamed of crushing?!

They actually took advantage of me when I was unarmed - no, this unarmed situation was caused by them.

"Chief, run! The situation is out of control!"

While it was hesitating, the rest of its confidants had gathered around.

The current situation is irreversible, and they must retreat with their boss - having made such a judgment, they want to take Tal Sarago away.

However, he was pushed away by his own boss.

Tal Sarago gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground, roaring at Aize with anger in his heart.

This is a war cry.

As the chief, as one of the thirteen leaders, he had already been afraid once and had already escaped once in Gerlos a year ago.

There will definitely not be a second time.

So what if there are disadvantages?

So what if I was plotted against?

Even if your next actions are within the other party's expectations, so what?

The enemy is right in front of us, the foe is right in front of us.

so be it.

Today, one of them must die here.

Not caring about its almost naked state without armor, it reached out and casually snatched several battle axes from its subordinates, rubbing them against each other to create a burst of sparks.

Then, he raised them and rushed towards Aize with pure anger.

Chapter 157 The Fall of the Leader

For Aize, the thing he can best utilize in this incident is chaos.

The orc army was hastily assembled and existed in the form of tribes. It was not truly organized into an army. Once it fell into chaos, it would be difficult to restore order.

The current situation verifies this conjecture.

When the orc army was in chaos after being bombarded by magic, he, who had been prepared for a long time, launched an attack with the knights who had been waiting at the city gate.

With almost no obstacles, they penetrated deep into the enemy camp.

The target of this operation, the orc chieftain Tar Sarago, is not far ahead.

It did not run away. Instead, after losing its original armor and weapons, it charged forward with a roar, using any weapon it picked up at random.

It seemed that his anger towards himself had even surpassed his desire to survive.

It really saves me trouble.

"Die, Brave Aizea ...

“Don’t even think about it!!!”

Uriel rushed out halfway and directly intercepted the aggressive chief.

The battle became intense in an instant.

Without the black armor, the chief's ability to withstand injuries is far worse than before.

But the defense and combat power of its body itself are terrifying enough, coupled with extreme anger, the combat power it bursts out at this moment is even more terrifying than before.

"Die for me, die for me, ahhhhhhhhhhh!"

Amidst hysterical roars, the two battle axes were raised and lowered, raised and lowered, smashing towards Uriel continuously with astonishing momentum.

"Tsk——"

Such a ferocious attack was a bit tricky even for Uriel, and she would be cut in two if she was not careful.

Therefore, we must respond with all our strength.

The holy sword in his hand emitted a dazzling golden light and a terrifying buzzing sound. As power was continuously injected, the output power was pulled to the maximum.

The sword and the axe kept clashing.

And around it, the chief's confidants who were not caught up in the chaos and the team led by Aize also started a fierce battle in this mess.

Chris and Constantine were each responsible for one side of the battle line, building a defense line to drive away and block the enemy's reinforcements, ensuring that the duel over there would not be disturbed.

The duel continued like this.

Although Tar Sarago himself is incredibly powerful, the weapon in his hand is far inferior to the holy sword.

However, after a few collisions, the battle axe was already covered with cracks. It shattered in another full-strength swing and completely turned into powder in the brilliance of the holy sword.

But it didn't affect its enthusiasm at all.

When the axe broke, he continued to swing with the axe handle.

When the axe handle broke, he picked up the corpses of orcs or humans on the ground and used them as weapons to continue fighting.

If there is nothing to grab at hand, then you have to rely on your body size and fists.

There was no pattern, only pure brute force and fury.

Rather than a humanoid intelligent enemy, it seems more like some kind of magical beast.

And Uriel was not afraid.

With Tal Sarago's axe shattered and unable to defend, she began to switch from defense to offense.

Teasing the opponent like a bullfight, then dodging and fighting back.

Horrific wounds were continuously carved into the indestructible body of the great chief by weapons from the divine realm.

Blood gradually filled the body.

But these non-fatal injuries could not stop it at all, and even made the chief more furious, and his movements became faster and faster as the damage accumulated.

Standard Berserker.

Realizing that the risk would only grow if she continued like this, Uriel gave up on continuing the close combat.

Instead, after dodging again, he suddenly created some distance.