Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 441 - 59: Command

Ogre.

Duncan initially thought it was a monster similar to the ogres in Warcraft, but after seeing their large and cumbersome bodies, he realized that the ogres here were more like the creatures in The Lord of the Rings. Their bald heads had sparse hair, their skin was extremely tough, exuding a foul stench, and their strength was terrifying; they could easily uproot a tree with a wave of their hand. However, their movements were a bit sluggish, which was probably their most obvious weakness.

"If only the elf ranger were here, they could kite them to death!"

But for a barbarian, dealing with such a large enemy was somewhat disadvantageous. Even Hegel, who entered a frenzy state, was struck and sent flying while blocking an enemy’s horizontal sweep, and his shield was instantly shattered.

The monster’s strength was extremely terrifying; it picked up a half-ton stone and threw it over.

Bang!

Everyone hurriedly dodged; Duncan also picked up his battle axe and leaped into the air, spanning a distance of six to seven meters, striking heavily onto the ogre’s right arm. In an instant, blood spurted out as the thick keratinous skin was split open, reaching the bone. The ogre howled in pain, swinging a tree trunk as a horizontal sweep.

There was no way to dodge this range; Duncan was also instantly knocked several meters away, rolling upon landing to avoid it, then catching the spear thrown by Crete.

If the weapon is big enough, then sheer force can overpower any technique.

The ogre’s height was roughly five to six meters, looking like a round and chubby figure. Crete stabbed its abdomen with a spear, but the fat layer absorbed most of the damage.

"We have to cut its legs!"

Duncan instantly threw his battle axe, the heavy axe slicing through the air, hitting the enemy’s knee with a thud, and making the massive ogre stagger. At this moment, Hegel stood up again, roared, and stabbed the ogre’s neck with both hands holding the spear.

The weapon in the monster’s hand was a large wooden club several meters long. When the weapon broke, it pulled up an adult waist-thick tree, seven to eight meters in length, and swung it like a giant broom, making it nearly impossible to get close. Crete was hit during his charge, ending up with branches scratching bloody marks all over his head and face.

At this point, from a god’s-eye view, two more ogres were approaching near the hillside not far away.

We must fight quickly and decisively!

Hegel’s spear pierced nearly half a meter into the ogre’s neck, yet it could still grab Hegel’s waist with its rough big hand, trying to crush him. Hegel immediately released the spear, his innate divine power bursting out, forcibly breaking free from the enemy’s hold.

But the next second, the ogre’s foul big mouth opened, trying to bite his neck.

Bang!

Hegel roared, headbutting the ogre, causing it to scream in pain, even knocking out a few of its front teeth.

He grabbed the spear again and thrust it down forcibly, mostly piercing into the monster’s body. Then, with a kick of his feet, he jumped two stories high, landing on a tree opposite. Using the elasticity of the branches, Hegel leaped again, delivering a punch that deformed the ogre’s skull, its eye sockets bulging out.

This guy can match an ogre blow for blow. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

According to Dungeons and Dragons, his strength attribute must be above thirty-five points.

At this moment, Crete rolled and directly stabbed with his spear from the ogre’s crotch. It was unclear where he hit, but the ogre let out a desperate scream, significantly louder and sharper than its usual deep roar, indicating a critical hit.

"Attack below the belt!"

The surrounding barbarian warriors instantly swarmed in. Their charging and jumping ability was strong; two barbarian warriors slashed at the enemy’s calves, and one threw a warhammer, hitting the crotch dead center, instantly causing the ogre’s body to hunch.

Die!

Duncan took a deep breath, grasped the spear with both hands, and jumped up, piercing through the ogre’s skull and out its jaw while its body was unsteady.

Bang!

The towering creature fell with a crash. Behind it, the barbarian warriors who were cutting its legs scattered like birds and beasts, as being crushed would at least half kill someone.

"Why are the ogres here so large?!"

"The Northern Land giants are only about half its size."

Crete stood up panting, pulled out his battle axe, and threw it to Duncan, while Hegel quickly grabbed his weapon, looking toward the hill opposite where there were still heavy footsteps.

"Perhaps the food is abundant here," Duncan replied.

The Northern Land giants were all muscular, while these ogres here were somewhat bloated, covered in thick layers of fat, providing a natural extra layer of protection.

"But the guy is pretty clumsy and not particularly difficult to deal with."

Crete once again raised his battle axe and stood beside Duncan, while Hegel had already rushed up the hill alone, ready to face one of the ogres. He had a strong sense of personal heroism, often rushing into battle, as he did during the last raid on the Wetland Lizardmen, where he charged alone into the monster horde, going berserk.

"Since you don’t need anyone’s admiration, then I won’t hold back!"

Duncan didn’t bother with Hegel at this time; after all, he already claimed a kill.

He turned to look at Ugar and Pest beside him, and said in a deep voice, "Are you guys okay?"

Ugar shook his head.

Pest raised his arm and said, "My right arm is broken, but I can still fight."

Even at this time, caring for comrades made their attitudes slightly change.

"Scattering array!"

Duncan unceremoniously took over the command, usually held by Crete, who was the vice commander of the barbarian warband.

But Crete had no objection to this at all and very naturally stood on Duncan’s right side.

Seven people, one injured.

The wounded stayed at the back, while six formed a scattering array against the incoming ogres.

Hegel had protection on him, so he wouldn’t die easily, no need to worry about him.

The fight just now was too chaotic.

Hegel led the charge, he was so fast that Duncan couldn’t even command, because a flying axe thrown over would directly cut Hegel half to death.

Duncan quite liked these wild Barbarians who only had fight and lust in their minds, but dealing with a few Ogres is no big deal, don’t get tripped up here and lose comrades, it’s not worth it. Ogres possess tremendous strength and could kill a Barbarian with a direct hit, but avoiding a head-on clash of brute force makes killing them actually not that difficult.

——Command!

Although he didn’t have the Engraving ability in this aspect, Duncan had no trouble commanding a six-man squad.

"Ugar, move forward."

"Crete, prepare the spears."

"Give me the flying axe!"

Duncan organized them into a loose circular array. He gauged the distance and said, "Wait for my signal!"

Three, two, one.

Spear throw!

Three spears were thrown like heavy spears, and the Ogre charging at them howled instantly, one pierced its neck, two in its abdomen, such a big target, the Barbarian Warriors couldn’t possibly miss.

"Flying axe!"

Duncan moved forward, ordering Crete: "Attack the enemy’s right leg, no need to heavily injure it, just impede its movement."

"Ugar, smash its toe with the warhammer later."

Such a huge creature.

Even a Barbarian couldn’t reach the higher places.

Bang!

Just then, there was a dull thud from the side; the battle-hardened Hegel clashed head-on with the Ogre, was sent flying several meters, but got up right away, full of life, while the Ogre on the opposite side was also knocked back, almost sitting heavily on the ground.

This guy wasn’t bragging, he probably did take down a real Giant in a wrestling match!

Blood spurted.

The flying axe Duncan threw struck the Ogre’s knee, making it stagger, its massive body a bit unstable, Crete charged in, chopping at its calf with an axe, and Ugar followed up by lifting his warhammer, roaring furiously, smashing down on the enemy’s toe.

In that split second.

Duncan also moved, gripping his long spear to launch a charge, his figure leapt into the air, landing on the Ogre’s knee, and in a sudden leap, elevated two or three stories high, roared like thunder, swung the warhammer, smashing heavily on the Ogre’s forehead.

In an instant!

The Ogre’s forehead caved in, even its brain matter was smashed out, its eye sockets bulged, eyes nearly popping out.

Thud!

The behemoth fell with a crash, the whole battle process lasting less than a minute, effortlessly resolved, seven strong Barbarians cooperating, Duncan responsible for the finishing move, and none of them even let the monster touch their clothes.

Bang!

At this moment, Hegel was already engaged in a melee with another Ogre, fighting tooth and nail, exchanging blow for blow, Hegel’s spear broke, and he pounded with fists the size of casserole lids, smashing into the Ogre’s big face like a storm.

"Should we go help?..." Crete’s expression was slightly hesitant.

Both of them were tangled in a scuffle.

Helping now wouldn’t be easy, Hegel deserved his Innate Divine Power, actually managing to press down a strong Ogre head-on.

"No rush."

"Let him warm up first, so he won’t come looking for me for a wrestling match tonight."

Duncan picked up a heavy battle axe, weighing it a bit, the seven Barbarians standing by watching Hegel’s fierce battle, shouting enthusiastically, for a moment the scene was both passionate and amusing, making the Barbarians present cheer, rooting for Hegel.

While fighting, Hegel glanced back, seeing the other Ogre had already been dealt with, relieved a bit, shouted furiously: "Watch me lift its skull!"

Duncan’s decision not to help was actually quite to his liking.

Hegel loved these scenarios of single-handedly taking down a powerful monster in front of everyone!

This guy got even more motivated.

His Frenzy grew more excited, beating the Ogre before him to the point of searching its teeth on the ground, actually relying on bare hands to pummel the Ogre to severe injuries, nearly to death.

Too bad.

Just as he was about to lift the Ogre’s skull, Duncan suddenly swung the axe in a jump slash, instantly shattering the Ogre’s skull, abruptly interrupting Hegel’s wild brutal finishing move.

Weren’t you not going to help?

Hegel, pent-up and neither above nor below, could only furiously rip off the Ogre’s jawbone.

"Someone seems to be calling for help over there."

With just a word, Duncan quelled his fury, and a group of battle-hardy Barbarians rushed toward the Ogre’s nest.

The entire battle ended quickly.

Duncan’s side was effortless, Hegel’s side not so much, but he fought with satisfaction, though his body reeked.

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