Rise of the Horde-Chapter 293 -

293 Chapter 29After the dust finally settled, the messy battleground became clear for everyone to see. Mangled bodies, scattered limbs and corpses beyond recognition were everywhere but the most eye-catching one was the two craters that was on the battlefield with one seemingly big enough for an ogre to fit in when he lays down. “Damn…that must have been one powerful attack.” Khao’khen was amazed by the deep pits but as soon as his gaze landed on the beastly creature that was tearing apart a poor human to pieces, his body shivered as it reminded him of his encounter with Ozshe.

Commander Lastam and his surviving fellow Bloodhounds gathered together after their vision was no longer hampered by the cloud of dust. They all were shaken after knowing the identity of their new foe, “A human turned demon and now we have to deal with the demons of the battlefield…Damnit!” someone cursed among the surviving hounds. All of them have heard about the orcs somewhere and they knew of their existence despite not seeing one in person in their entire life but they were certain about one thing about the orcs, they are not easy to deal with in a battlefield especially in huge numbers.

The ogres didn’t care if there was dust or none hampering their vision as they just strutted forward aiming to squash anyone that wasn’t their ally. There enormous bodies were enough to make the hounds hesitate in engaging them since with just one slap from them would be enough to send them to oblivion. “Ogres halt!” Khao’khen’s voice came in timely as he noticed that the demon-like creature shifted his gaze from the grouped up Ereians towards the ogres. He had no idea how strong that creature and he was reluctant to send in his warriors against a foe that he had no information about. Since the attention of the creature was directed at the Ereians at first and only shifted towards the ogres when they continued to approach him, he figured that it might be best for him to prevent his warriors from engaging the unknown foe less they make some unnecessary sacrifices that could have been avoided.

Almost all the ogres began scratching their heads in response to the new command from the chief but they obeyed nonetheless and began heading back towards their allies. Their heavy footsteps sent miniature quakes all over the battlefield and Commander Lastam gritted his teeth in frustration, “Sh*t!” he can’t help but curse as he wanted to make use of the new arrivals to distract the monstrous baron and slip away to safety but that didn’t happen as it looked like his idea was seen through by what looks like the leader of their new enemies.

Baron Masud shifted back his gaze towards the hounds as he threw away the remaining pieces of the man that he had just torn apart while enjoying the sound of his agony as he took him apart. “More! More! Need more!” his voice turned deep accompanied by something that sounded like the growl of a beast as he began heading towards the hounds. Khao’khen decide that he would be part of the audience to observe the unknow foe that was releasing such pressure that even he felt threatened by it, he had encountered many foes before but against this one, he had no confidence in fighting head on.

When the demonized baron was only about ten meter away from the hounds, he suddenly dashed forward, the deep imprints left behind by his feet when he darted forward can attest to his explosiveness and power. “Bar him!” the tense voice of the commander came but he didn’t need to remind his subordinates as they were all focus on defending.

The baron collided with the formation of the hounds and sent many of those who were on the path of his charge flying, the one who he first rammed through had his torso shattered because of the impact after taking the full brunt of his attack. A huge gap was created in the formation of the hounds and many of them were incapacitated with that one attack from the baron who continued to make a mess out of their formation. Anyone who tried to runaway to save his own skin became a primary target for the baron as he chased after them which forced the Ereian Bloodhounds to stay and fight together less they become an easy target for their foe.

‘Damn! This one is so overpowered that is nuts…Why am I not like that’ Khao’khen envied the strength of the creature that was tearing apart the Ereians without much difficulty like he was just out on a stroll. His face was full of worry after realizing that they would soon be up against such a foe and he had no clue on how to deal with him since he seemed to be too powerful for them to handle, ‘No way I am going to fight him one on one.’ He thought as he turned his attention towards the Skallsers who were enthusiastically watching the fight with thrilled gazes which reminded him of fans watching their idols perform on the stage in concerts and that didn’t feel right to him since the one that they seemed to be idolizing is going to be their opponent later on.

When his eyes shifted towards the Drakhars, the expressions on their faces was of that of worry which calmed down him down after seeing the reactions of the orcs towards their foe but he could understand the thought process of the orcs after being with them for some time, strength reigns supreme among them and the strong is well respected. And when his vision went towards the ogres, he was gobsmacked by their response to the battle that was happening just a few hundred meters away from them as they lazed around without care and even began talking with each other in a relax fashion. The ogres seemed to not care of what was happening around them but they would listen to his commands and execute them with no complaints which is what Khao’khen really liked about them but their casualness to the environs was unnerving.

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