Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The gamersâ attack on the Ogres changed from defense and reconnaissance to the âWaaaaa!â stage.
The Ogres didnât abandon their stone walls, and the gamers were unable to breach the walls.
The gamers didnât have siege weapons. They wanted to scale the walls, and while they could overcome the walls if they were on a reconnaissance mission, if it was a full-scale attack, they would be losing their equipment to the Ogres!
The gamers were very well equipped, and they didnât want to lose their equipment.
The Ogres were happy. Occasionally, a few gamers would overcome the walls, but they were of no threat. Even if some of the Gnomes knew Mana Skills, they would be killed after casting a tornado and some small fireballs.
Though the green-skinned creatures were numerous, it wasnât a problem since they didnât have any combat power.
The Ogres didnât realize that the insane naked green-skinned creatures werenât normal creatures.
They were a group of gamers who made use of the internet to brainstorm for ideas. They were intelligent, persistent, organized, and ill-disciplined.
The most important thing was that they loved to play with explosions.
âThereâs nothing in this world that canât be solved by a single explosion. If there is, use two explosionsâLu.NoDoctor.Xun.â
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Beautiful Chick was frustrated and paranoid. He even felt that the deep-fried salted clay was no longer tasty.
This was because the green-skinned creatures were like nightmares that haunted him.
Beautiful Chick had seen some fearless warriors, but it was his first time witnessing so many fearless creatures.
The fortunate thing was that these green-skinned creatures werenât able to overcome the defenses... Oh? What were they doing?
Beautiful Chick was stunned. He was patrolling the fortified walls and saw many green-skinned creatures digging at the base of the wall.
The green-skinned creatures didnât wear clothes as they dug diligently. Finally, they excavated a huge pit at the base of the wall.
What were they doing? Were they thinking of weakening the base of the wall and causing it to collapse? How could that happen? Were they fools? If one side of the wall didnât have the support of soil, would it collapse?
If the walls didnât collapse, it was due to the support from one side of the soil... wait, support? Why was he even considering such an evil topic?
Beautiful Chick was confused. He tried to calculate the number of days required for them to collapse the walls. Or whether it would collapse at all.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
No, no. He shouldnât consider these questions. It was too decadent!
He heard his comrades laughing.
âWere these fools frightened by us? Haha, take a look. Are they burying bladders?â
Beautiful Chick looked at the green-skinned creatures, befuddled. A few of them stuffed bloated bladders into the pit underneath the wall, and a naked creature was carrying a torch with the aura of a warrior.
The green-skinned creature raised his head and charged at the Ogres, screaming loudly.
Beautiful Chick didnât hear him clearly. He only heard âAndrewâ something, followed by a deafening explosion. There were violent quaking and flying rock fragments, followed by the collapsing of the wall and the wailing of Ogres.
When Beautiful Chick recovered, a large portion of the wall in front of him had collapsed.
The strong fortified wall was blasted to smithereens in a strange explosion. The corpses and broken body parts of Ogres were buried in the ruins, but that wasnât important.
In the darkness, the green-skinned creatures were no longer naked. They were fully armed and wielded sharp weapons, their eyes glimmering with a greedy green light.
There was only such green light in the darkness.
Beautiful Chick felt chills on his scalp as the green-skinned creatures started shouting.
âMT, advance! Taunt them and pull their Aggro!â
âPull more! Donât let others get them before you!â
âCharge forward! There are elites in one of the tents!â
âCharge, charge, charge!â
âWaaaa!â
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âGreat King! Great King! Those naked, wrong, those fully armed green-skinned creatures are charging in!â
âDonât panic. I have the powerful General RisingPhoenix, who can kill all these pests!â
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âGreat King, battle report. RisingPhoenix was killed by the green-skinned creatures! He was hacked!â
âWhat? Get ThreeBlades! ThreeBlades will kill all of them!â
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âGreat King! ThreeBlades was killed! He was stripped naked and thrown in the ditch!â
âWhat! Pass me my weapon!â
The Ogre servant carried some luggage over and said, âGreat King, I am ready. We can set off anytime.â
âWho asked you to bring my luggage? Pass me my Great Axe!â
Cherry King sloshed the fat on his body and wielded a Great Axe as he walked out. He hadnât fought in a long time. When he was young, his name inspired fear and made babies stop crying!
When Cherry King opened the door of his tent, it was a chaotic scene of bloodshed.
The green-skinned creatures were killing off the Ogres who resisted. They were overwhelmed by the flood of creatures.
The gamers didnât know how many of them were killed by the Ogres. A few hundred? A few thousand? They didnât know as the Ogres were all dead.
Cherry King didnât understand how he had suffered such a great setback within such a short time. His empire was just beginning to flourish, and they came here to look for the Great Devilâs relic.
âGreat King! Letâs flee! Letâs return to our fortress. We can rebuild!â
His servant shouted and pulled him just as Cherry King was about to fight with the green-skinned creatures.
âRelease me. Get lost! Iâm going to fight these green-skinned creatures to the death!â
âBut Great King, if you die, you wonât be able to eat creature shoulders with salted clay gravy!â
âLetâs go. Everyone, retreat.â
Cherry King was full of deep hatred. He cast a final glance at his bloodstained camp. The green-skinned creatures were howling as they charged at him.
Cherry King fled without flinching.