Evolution: Conqueror - Chapter 147

‘Tch… escaped!!…This spirits are troublesome, I can only kill Kharag quickly!’ Torug thought solemnly before dashing forward with a {Reckless charge}, pushing most of the force and mana to the tip of his Axe.

Kharag used his spear without a moments delay, spinning like a whirlwind in order to block the attack.

Bang!!

A loud sound from the clash of weapons exploded out and the wind protested forcefully.

while this was happening, Torug used the remaining move by slashing the ground in the direction of the attacking ghost forcing it to halt slightly, he performed a {Spirit pull} in quick succession, once again aiming at the recovering Shaman.

Like everything he had seen was a lie, one of his invisible enemies pushed the shaman away and Kharag adjusted his posture in a way that made it seem like he was dancing before he turned

into another whirlwind knocking Torug back.

Immediately, his shoulder was slashed as well.

Torug’s expression soon turned to a malevolent smile, when he was hit by the wind blades, he was finally able to touch the ghostly assailant.

He stepped back almost dozen steps before coming to a stop but he never stopped smiling.

“Kharag, I’ll tell you something I once told a friend …” He placed a finger over his shoulder wound with glowing green eyes before licking his blood playfully, “You are going to die today”.

The Gray eyed shaman sneered and said, ” where is this friend?”

“Dead in the seas, hahaha” he laughed wildly before leaping towards the distant orc.

“Well, we’re not friends!”Kharag spat before charging with a stabbing stance.

Both monsters roaring loudly.

Although Torug was a fourth-circle powerhouse who could deal with ten third-circle warriors, today he was having problems with this orc’s strange ability. Kharag was showing various and excellent skills that were much too refined for an orc!.

{Prey on}!

Kharag shuddered for a second, his stats became de-buffed but he soon recovered, his momentum rising without stop.

Torug aimed for the shaman’s neck but the latter was fast enough to dodge with but a simple cut to the ear.

At the same time, a huge shaped ghost charged at Torug from the side. It was obvious this was an orc and Torug had been waiting for it.

The moment it swung its club, Torug swung [Eclipse] as well, trading blow for blow and also disrupting their rythm.

Kharag stabbed from another angle but froze the moment the ghostly orc’s head was removed from it’s shoulders.

Torug smiled and gave the frozen orc a back hand punch.

This sent his victim reeling backwards, He kicked the shaman’s feet and another ghostly figure came to the rescue but ended up losing its bowels.

Kharag froze again and Torug soon understood the pattern.

Another tried to help but once again ended up meeting it’s demise, affecting Kharag’s combat.

After that death, they became smarter but to the detriment of their host though.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Kick after kick, no one tried to help.

They probably understood that Torug’s main target was them but too bad they were wrong this time.

Swish!

The blade of his Axe reflected light as it moved to kill.

One of the figures finally moved, it was the goblin with the dagger. It silently rushed out in a heroic manner, bashing into Kharag slightly but it’s weight wasn’t enough.

The axe missed the head but got an arm, awakening the dazed shaman as his left arm dropped to the floor.

Aaagh!!

The Shaman rolled away miserably in order to avoid the follow up attack, the goblin also ran further away from Torug, just like the others.

Torug’s green eyes glanced at every one of them and Chuckled darkly, “Cute”.

He sneered and charged at the shaman but the latter simply turned around without any shame, he whistled and his strange bear ran towards him.

Alpha chased after the bear with a maddened glint, Torug leaped into the air and landed right in front of Kharag, just before he mounted his bear.

Both creatures were knocked in the air and Torug grabbed the shaman’s feet, only to be stabbed at his side.

Without letting go, He dropped is axe due to the spirit standing at an odd angle. He grabbed the ghostly creature by the head and bit it’s neck, breaking it into pieces.

The shaman once again froze and Alpha pounced on the falling bear with a force so great, the very air pushed Torug slightly.

Sounds of cracking bones were heard a few seconds later.

All this had happened in less than a minute.

Torug lifted the orc Shaman with both arms before swinging him like a weapon against the last remaining spirits.

They dodged hurriedly, only for Kharag to bring a short knife from god knows where and stabbed him in the arm.

This made him let go immediately with a laugh as he watched the orc try to escape before catching up once again.

Each time Kharag got a chance to escape Torug would catch up and mess him up, taking the chance to kill a ghost of the opportunity shows itself.

ARGH~~

At the same time a loud roar echoed in the battlefield. There wasn’t a single person who didn’t hear it. It was like an ancient beast had awoken from deep slumber. A huge figure rushed through and reached the place where Torug was standing.

A war hammer was swung but Torug dodged lightly with a frown, he grabbed the orc’s arm and looked into the orc’s hysterical eyes, speaking slowly, “you dare taint your Chieftain’s honor?”.

Before the orc could speak, he punched the orc’s heart and it exploded before he proceeded to fling it away in anger.

The body disappeared somewhere far away.

Torug had thought that it was someone very strong, for him to have been able to utter such a strong roar.

Only for him to find out that, it was just a first circle orc.

Torug couldn’t help but regret that he had killed it in anger without checking it’s status, perhaps he would have gotten a worthy recruit.

However, regret was useless.

He turned around and found that, Kharag was unable to move and his body had returned to it’s original form.

Even the last two spirits had disappeared, He could only feel disappointed.

Without much delay, he beheaded the shaman and lifted it’s head up with a roar

“Your Honorless Chief is Dead, drop your weapon or Join in the belly of Yohohari(World eater)!.”

In fact, He didn’t need to shout as the surrounding battles had stopped long ago. They had watched him toy with Kharag the moment he tried to run away.

The sounds of weapons dropping slowly, spread across the battlefield.

Torug looked at Alpha who was too busy eating the Bear to even bother with the world and couldn’t help being envious.

It was at this moment that Urim’s roar came from within the fortress walls, “FOR BLACK MOON!!!”

RAWRRR!!

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Somewhere within the borders of the snowy Nispurl,

A cloaked figure with manly features shuddered as he walked through the heavy snowfall with a heavy heart.

He would stroke his palms to generate some heat but it soon became cold once more.

So he made an odd gesture and a tiny flame appeared from nowhere lightening up his face.

The cloaked figure was none other than, Paximus!.

There was a fanatical crazed smile spread across it as he said, “I didn’t fail you my Lord, I have arrived!”.