Evolution: Conqueror - Chapter 126

Torug’s POV,

“Great Chief of the Black moon clan, I have no bad blood with you…why do this?” The mage, Paximus yells in orcish tongue with ragged breath.

hearing his words, I knew he lost his confidence, I could almost predict his next course of action and say that he was about to question my honor but…

“You stand on my lands, Mage” only those words trumps all, if he really knew our culture. His eyes go wide before saying,”Nonsense, these land is under the rule of the Greyeye clan”.

“Said by who?” I counter-asked and he goes silent, “tell me, …where’s Kharag?”

“…”

Watching the silent mage who looked like he couldn’t even stand right now, ‘Such a farce…’ I thought, I could still feel his Mana building up silently.

“I’m guessing you don’t know…” I finally say. ‘humans and their arrogance about their intelligence, too bad you don’t know what you are messing with’.

the mage continued to stay silent, trying to put up an act, so I decided to throw him off a bit.

Luckily he was standing within a 20meter range, so I immediately used for the first time and a strange wind that moved in a circular motion dragging everything within 20 meters around me, and hauled it in my direction, only dropping it all, one step away from me.

I grabbed the mage by his neck and said, “Why would the Al’varux have their people on my lands?”.

As expected, he was visibly shaken and immediately broke out with a spell that looked like tossing a lit match into gasoline container. I tossed him a distance away with a frown and an explosion rang out not long after.

Surprisingly he didn’t die, no, far from it, there wasn’t even a scratch on the little Sh!t. Besides the obvious signs of Mana loss, he still had enough to keep himself alive as a mage.

it took him just a few seconds to recover from the fall and he looked like he was speedily recovering his Mana.

‘Oh?I understand it now’ I thought, amused by the mage’s innovative ideas.

There were rune imbedded in his body, that were used to store Mana and his chant-less spell from earlier was just him discharging almost all the Mana within his Mana sea while mixing it with the fire elements in the air.

‘Admirable’ I mused, it was a tough feat but he did it all casually without hesitation, ‘just how much did you practice?’.

Although all this went through my mind, I never stopped moving. I could sense that he still had two more of those crystal-like runes or batteries, and they were still loaded.

But this time, I couldn’t be bothered with that…a magic circle with a resemblance with what I think is teleportation circle began to form under his feet.

With my skill locked onto him, he visibly paled, probably noticing the debuffs. He began weaving another spell and I leaped towards him without hesitation, knocking him up once more.

‘Just how many spells does this mage have as an advanced?’ I couldn’t help thinking because I found it confusing.

Once again my attempt to grab him was met with a Failure, a transulent cone shaped like barrier blocked the direction my hand was coming from.

A sickening grin appeared on his face as he tore up a scroll abruptly, “DIVINE PUNISHMENT!!!!”.

Craaakakaka!!

“What?” I was stunned for a second and then I remembered he was a Heretic who was once a member of the church of Knowledge.

‘He must have some really good things’ while having such thoughts, I immediately called out a sacred order while pulling out Eclipse, my battle axe from my inventory, “WeGotev!!”

The Black clouds that gathered, immediately shot down golden lightning in my direction and A force field made of wind shot towards the sky according to my thoughts, both forces collided and I immediately felt my life force being s.u.c.k.e.d from me. that was the price I had to pay to the world for using that order.

Seeing what happened, he ran towards the Forest, With each step, a teleportation circle kept flashing light. He was obviously trying to make a magic circle while running.

I dashed towards the escaping mage and aimed at his back before tossing My battle axe.

Just before he was hit, He twisted his posture to the side, sacrificing his right arm for a chance at survival.

“I will kill you!! I will kill you Blackmoon Chief!!” Paximus roared pathetically, his pain was visible but he never stopped running.

I used my full and got within range before using .

Everything rumbled, perhaps responding to my irritation, My Mana was more violent than previously.

When he was being pulled towards me , a scroll appeared in his left hand as he tried tearing it with his teeth. Without hesitation I pulled him down, adding more force to his initial fall.

He puked blood but I wasn’t done yet, like a ragdoll, I held him by his face and disarmed of the scroll. I injected my own Mana into his mana sea which was located in his head like every other mage, creating a disturbance.

Dragging him by his head, I walked towards my axe and picked it up before heading towards the hideout entrance.

As Soon as I arrived, I dropped him casually before squatting next to him.

From the look of things, blood might have spilled into his wind pipe or something, I didn’t care.

“I’m going to burn all your work” I said with a teasing tone and he looked livid.

gurgling sounds became prominent but was soon covered by laughter from my warriors. But at the same time, the sound of riders approaching could be heard.

‘Nazu’

“What is the situation there?”I asked.

Nazu dismounted her wolf and walked towards me before saying, “I think I got someone important!”

A grin spread across my face as I walked towards the prisoner she was dragging.

Race: High Orc Guard

Level: 30(Order of the third circle)

Power rating: 35474+1367(Equipment Bonus)

Relationship: Member of the Greyeye clan, the Chief’s right hand man, Slaver

Alignment: Chaotic Evil]

It was a buff looking Orc with dry green skin, slightly buffer than me but smaller than Urim, he was dressed in leather armor that covered only his shoulder and c.h.e.s.t, leaving other parts of his torso open. He surprisingly though, had an iron battle skirt and arm guards.

‘Looks like I’m not the only one thinking of armor’ With those thoughts, I beheaded the Orc and said, “Hang it on a pike for Kharag to see, he should never have touched my people”.

Immediately, My men went to work and Urim soon arrived covered in blood, those who followed him was the same but he wasn’t injured.

Surprisingly he didn’t kill them all, there was about 40 orcs of the first circle, that were captured alive and they submitted.

I watched him glare at me for a while before saying in skaldic, “Don’t worry to much, I might help you take care of the Grey Tower, so you can go ahead and prepare a place for them.”

He once again became agitated once he heard my words, ‘Wait, why don’t I just…’