Ch.112Chapter 112: Combo.

“The target point is over there.”

Valt creates a fireball in his hand and throws it toward the target point—the entrance of the ravine where orcs are pouring out.

Though it was an ordinary fireball, the physical force added by Valt’s throw made its power quite different from a typical one.

BOOM!!

An orc is engulfed in flames as it’s struck by Valt’s magic.

Yet even while burning, the orc continues swinging its axe at the expedition forces until its last breath.

“Tough bastards. Everyone, be careful!!”

“Got it!”

Following Valt’s command, his friends move in perfect coordination.

Lisa and Arias proceed to a relatively safe location as Valt instructed, supporting the others from there.

Lisa’s enhancement magic, having achieved the Valentine race’s triangular formation, was special—operating on a completely different principle from conventional mages.

“Keep your spirits up!! We can win!! Indu Sharpness!”

“Ohh! Magic sword!”

Those who recognized Lisa’s special magic charged at the orcs with renewed courage.

Arias, true to her elemental heritage, had established herself as the undisputed best supporter, commanding proficient intermediate-level spirits.

Whether it was attack support, ally protection, or healing, Arias’s water spirits were truly versatile.

“Those with injuries, gather here! Undine! Please help!!”

Undine, who always rested on Arias’s shoulder, flies toward the wounded with a gentle smile.

Shhhhh—

The warm sensation of water enveloping their bodies heals cuts from axes and swords, and significantly reduces fatigue. Even status ailments are purified.

“I feel my strength returning! Let’s go!!”

Liris, befitting a 7th Circle mage, was turning the battle in their favor by binding nearby orcs with blood magic.

Following Valt’s advice, she used minimal magical power to make the orcs’ movements awkward rather than completely binding them, as too strong a binding would severely drain her magic.

But even that was tremendously effective.

The orcs’ axes, delayed by just 1-2 seconds, failed to reach the expedition’s swords, resulting in their deaths.

It was truly remarkable. While perhaps a small contribution to the overall battlefield, such amazing small efforts accumulate to ultimately lead to victory in war.

That said, a decisive blow was needed at this point.

And Valt throws himself into the most dangerous part of the enemy forces to deliver a bigger blow than anyone else.

In that area filled with high-ranking orc warriors, Snake Evan was struggling against the orcs.

“Whew~ Well, well, I never expected Prince Valt to step in personally. May I have the honor of witnessing your skills?”

Despite his “Snake” nickname, Evan had been fighting in the most dangerous area to protect those less skilled. His expression shows relief at Valt’s appearance.

He was deeply impressed by the magic Valt had demonstrated earlier.

“You’re more diligent than you look. Step back for a moment.”

Evan smiles, his characteristic narrow eyes curving upward.

“Haha, then I’ll leave it to you.”

As Evan retreats to the rear with quick footwork, the massive Valt raises both hands and brings them down from above.

“Wind! Pressure!”

CRASH—

Though it was just a wide-range wind magic that pressed downward, when Valt used it, the effect was completely different.

Orcs crushed by the wind were driven into the ground, and Valt began recklessly unleashing Wind Fist spells, which consumed the least magical power among his spells.

“Here I go. Wind Fist x 100!”

Whoosh—

SMASH!

Whoosh—

SMASH!

Each time Valt’s massive Wind Fist swung, a high-ranking orc warrior was blown away. Valt began charging forward, grinding through the orc warriors like a blender.

“W-w-woooaaahhh!!! God of Destruction! The God of Destruction has descended!!”

Someone, impressed by Valt’s display, began calling him by the outlandish nickname “God of Destruction.”

Because no one knew Valt’s actual name.

“Let’s go!! The God of Destruction protects us! Charge!!”

In an instant, Valt broke through hundreds of enemies and charged into the orc camp.

Not all 30,000 orcs had emerged from the ravine yet—just over 10,000 had come out so far.

Seeing him create a path while charging alone through the wave of orcs, the title “God of Destruction” seemed fitting.

The expedition forces’ morale soared to unprecedented heights, and they began pushing back the orc forces following Valt’s lead.

The commander-in-chief didn’t remain idle when Valt charged out, but quickly deployed available personnel and resources to support him, following Grace’s advice.

“Valt!! Follow that giant Gerunto warrior!! Support that great warrior!!”

The entire battlefield began revolving around Valt, and even the orcs couldn’t fail to notice the rapidly changing situation.

“KUEEEK!! CHWEEK!! CHWEEEEK!!”

High-ranking orc warriors swarmed toward Valt, and curse spells from orc mages began pouring down on him.

‘Curses… I wonder how effective they’ll be.’

Shaaaaa—

Ominous black and green energies approached Valt, who wrapped magical power around his body to defend against these debuff spells.

Magic is imagery. Valt created a shield around his entire body with the thought of blocking curses.

A 5th Circle mage could already create a fairly decent shield.

‘As expected, pathetic. In that case!’

“I’ll return those curses! Hmmmph!”

As the curse magic surged toward the expedition allies, Valt spread his palms wide, creating a strong, straight gust of wind.

But the intent behind this was quite different from his previous Wind Fist.

It was Reflect magic to bounce back the curses.

He decided to physically repel the curses.

“Kahahaha, this is magic reflection. Curse Reflect!”

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Valt’s palms created a massive wind that blew the curse spells back, leaving the orc mages dumbfounded by the situation.

“KWEEK? CHWEEK? CHWEK, CHWEEEEK!?”

In the rear, Arias and other mages were purifying debuffs, so the orc mages’ debuffs had essentially become useless the moment Valt appeared.

Watching from behind, Evan’s small eyes widened at the sight.

“I-impossible? How can that be possible?”

Of course, aura users could cut through magic or counter it.

But debuff or curse-type magic was like fog—without special techniques, it was highly inefficient for aura users to try cutting through it.

Yet the barbarian prince before them was sending it back toward the orcs with just a gust of wind.

And the prince’s actions didn’t end there.

“A ravine! You chose an excellent location!”

A ravine has mountains on both sides.

The formation chosen by the expedition had huge rocky mountains on both sides where the orcs were attacking.

Rocks? For Valt, they were the perfect weapon.

Valt had already formulated a strategy when he saw this ravine.

The biggest blow of all.

A strategy so simple yet so extreme that no one else could imitate it.

[Liris, now’s the time! Come over!]

[Yes! Valt!]

Liris, who had been fighting nearby orcs, quickly moved to Valt.

Liris’s blood magic could create physical matter in reality using blood as a medium.

This gave her superior mobility.

She could create platforms to practically run through the air.

And that platform magic was being applied right now.

“Valt, grab this!”

Liris’s blood-red rope extends toward Valt, who grabs it and leaps into the air.

“Let’s go! To the very top!”

“Got it!”

Pat—

Pat—

Pat—

Valt steps on the blood platforms created by Liris, approaching one side of the ravine. By the time he reaches a suitable height, his right arm is somehow covered in blood-red metal, making it enormously large.

“Good, right here! Here I go!!”

Whoooosh—

Naturally, the rocky mountain is inanimate.

Blood magic, spirit magic, white magic, physical magic, aura, and finally Valt’s strength!

All of these combined into a simple right straight punch that strikes the massive rocky mountain.

“Kahahaha, here comes Mountain! Crush!!”

BOOOOOOOM!!

Valt’s punch directly hits the rocky mountain, creating a tremendous sound heard by everyone on the battlefield.

A thunderous boom.

Soon, that impact sound transforms into an even more terrifying noise.

Crack—

Craaaaaack—

Rumble—

Ruuuumble—

RUUUUUMBLE—

A section of the massive rocky mountain, thought to be impervious to human strength, begins to collapse and fall.

Evan, who was at the frontmost position except for Valt and Liris.

He watched Valt and Liris climb the rocky mountain with disbelief.

But seeing the scene unfolding before his eyes, he quickly jumps backward, shouting to the others:

“R-run!! RUN!!! QUICKLY!!!”

RUMBLE—

Thud—

Crack—

Thud-thud—

CRACK—

THUD-THUD—

Crack—

Crack—

Boulders begin falling one by one, crashing down on the orcs, but Valt doesn’t stop there.

“One more shot! Mountain! Break!”

BOOOOOOOM!!

Though the difference between Crush and Break is unclear, this time he delivers a full-swing hook instead of a straight punch to the already collapsing mountain, accelerating its destruction.

RUMBLE—

The once-solid rocky mountain, after Valt’s two punches, begins pouring down boulders as if crying in pain.

It was a magical avalanche created by Valt.

Satisfied with the scene before him, Valt excitedly shouts the spell name.

“Combo magic! Rockslide! Take that, you orcs!!”

Even Liris, who truly admired and liked Valt, could only stare in bewilderment at his words.

“…Combo what??”