Ch.180Chapter 180: Orc King (11).

# Chapter 180: Orc King (11)

In response to Valt’s sly question, Jerdin stared at Luktan Gerungtu, who was slaughtering orcs like a storm in the center of the battlefield, his expression still unable to escape the shock.

This barbarian warrior, who was Valt’s brother, displayed such overwhelming might that even Jerdin, a Grand Master himself, was left in awe.

‘What the hell is that ridiculous destructive power?’

Every time his massive battle axe ‘Tunkaio’ swung, Orc Lords and Generals were swept away like autumn leaves, while the female knight beside him supported him flawlessly with her heavy and precise spear techniques.

Luktan’s appearance was truly a variable that changed the flow of the battlefield.

“Khahahahaha, die! Die! You monster bastards!!”

As he perfectly tied up the Orc elites surrounding the Death Knight, Jerdin and the knights forming the Seventeen Star Formation could focus solely on the Death Knight.

Above all, Luktan’s presence provided Jerdin with the time and space to implement Valt’s suggestion.

With the Orc Lords and Orc Generals’ offensive weakening, the burden on those facing the Death Knight was relatively reduced.

“Brother!! Over here!!”

Luktan, who had been enthusiastically slaughtering orcs, rushed toward the Death Knight at the sound of Valt’s voice.

“Khaha! Yes, I’m coming!”

He had been waiting for this moment.

He believed that even as Kwan’s son, it would be disrespectful to participate in a battlefield without permission.

This was especially true when it came to facing the enemy’s commander.

But Valt, who had been fighting alongside Jerdin, calling for him was tantamount to receiving implicit permission to fight the Death Knight.

Excited, Luktan rushed toward the Death Knight in one breath.

Even without aura, his physical strength alone had made him a Master-level warrior of the Gerungtu, and now with the power of aura gained through Valt’s help, his strength had surpassed the Master level.

KWAAAANG—!

Tunkaio clashed with the Death Knight’s magical greatsword, creating a thunderous sound.

But Tunkaio was an artifact.

It vibrated fiercely and cut through the magical greatsword.

SLASH—!

And in an instant, the Death Knight’s arm was severed.

Besides Jerdin and Valt, Luktan was the only one who had inflicted a meaningful critical wound on the Death Knight.

With Luktan’s participation, Jerdin gained a moment to catch his breath.

‘A radius of 500 meters… and the orcs inside are sacrifices?’

Jerdin mulled over Valt’s words during that brief moment.

It was an absurd story, but considering the Death Knight’s abnormal regenerative power and the remarkable insight Valt had shown, he couldn’t simply dismiss it.

If what the barbarian prince said was true… this was decisive information that could completely turn the tide of battle.

Jerdin made his decision.

“Damn it, I’ll go issue the order! Hold this position until then! All forces are to defend this location with the Gerungtu brothers! It will only take a moment!”

Valt answered with a toothy grin.

“Leave it to us, Commander-in-Chief.”

Jerdin rushed to Welton Grapel, the magic corps commander who was supporting from the rear, and urgently ordered:

“Welton! Welton, are you there?!”

“I’m here, Commander-in-Chief! Are you injured again?! Everyone, prepare for healing!!”

Since Jerdin’s appearance didn’t look good, Welton Grapel prepared for healing once more.

“That’s not it!! Prepare a magic amplification spell immediately! My voice needs to reach at least a kilometer radius!”

Grapel understood Jerdin’s words without question.

“Yes, Commander!”

While Welton and his mages swiftly prepared the amplification magic circle, Jerdin looked at the Gerungtu brothers facing the Death Knight.

Jerdin smiled bitterly at the sight.

‘Kwan, I admit that while I may not know about other things, you’ve definitely won when it comes to raising children.’

Shortly after, Welton’s preparations were complete.

“Commander! We’re ready!”

Jerdin stood on the magic amplification circle and shouted with all his might.

His voice, already enhanced by aura, was further amplified by the magic, resonating powerfully across the vast battlefield!

[To all units! This is an order from Jerdin Lucas, Commander-in-Chief of the Eastern Alliance!

[All units currently on standby around the Death Knight’s position are to immediately launch a full-scale offensive and push the enemy Orc forces at least 500 meters away from that damned Orc King!]

[The central knight order must keep the Death Knight tied down at its current position by any means necessary! I repeat! Outer units are to launch a full-scale offensive and push the enemy beyond 500 meters! Disobedience will result in military punishment!]

The Commander-in-Chief’s sudden order for a full-scale offensive—especially the somewhat difficult-to-understand command to push away enemies from a specific area—caused confused reactions across the battlefield.

“Full-scale offensive? Are we supposed to join in there?”

“Idiot, he said to maintain the center! We’re just supposed to push back those common orc bastards!”

“But they’re just standing there, do we really need to?”

“It’s the Commander’s order! When he says do it, you do it!”

Though the exact intention of the order was unclear, the word ‘full-scale offensive’ and the Commander-in-Chief’s resolute command rekindled the morale of the hesitant soldiers.

The order spread quickly through magical communications and messengers, and the units on the outer front lines began to push past the battlefield where the elite forces were fighting, attacking the orcs with fierce momentum as if by agreement.

These were forces that had wanted to participate in the battle and earn merit from the beginning but had hesitated due to the clash of elite forces.

Having rested sufficiently, their momentum began to soar.

“All troops charge! Push back the enemy!”

“It’s the Commander’s order! Clear the way!”

“Money!! Grab all the money you can!”

“Slaughter the orc bastards and raise your honor!!”

Though their reasons varied, the soldiers’ full-scale offensive began.

Faced with the sudden fierce offensive from the humans, the orcs on the outskirts began to falter and retreat.

Of course, there was desperate resistance, and fierce battles broke out across the front lines, but the momentum of the human forces with their clear objective was higher than ever before.

Meanwhile, in the center, Luktan and Valt continued to display brilliant performances.

“Khahahahaha! How boring! Is this all you’ve got, you black monster bastard!”

Despite his boasting, Luktan was quite flustered.

The Grand Master level was truly on another dimension.

It felt like his father Kwan was standing right in front of him.

But at the same time, Luktan was excited.

The desire to fight strong opponents was natural for Gerungtu warriors.

Luktan swung Tunkaio, inflicting large and small wounds on the Death Knight.

Moreover, the artifact Tunkaio made his attacks even more fierce.

His aura had become much more powerful and refined than before.

The same was true for Grace, who was fighting against the Orc Lords and Generals supporting the Death Knight.

Her spear precisely pierced the vital points of the Orc Generals with each heavy thrust.

Her attacks lacked refined technique but were elegant yet deadly, as if dancing a dance of death.

But Jerdin’s absence was keenly felt.

No matter how strong Valt and Luktan were, the fact was that their skills fell short compared to Jerdin, a true Grand Master.

Moreover, it was difficult for Valt to face the Death Knight with his magic-martial arts.

While Valt’s magic-martial arts certainly had more power than ordinary magic, being based on 5th circle spells, it was difficult to inflict fatal wounds on the Grand Master-level Death Knight.

It wasn’t a matter of power size. It was a matter of quality.

Of course, if he stepped back, gathered magical power, and threw Gawel to attack, he could launch a more powerful attack than now, but he was currently engaged in close combat, so there was no time for that.

His defensive abilities were excellent, but he had no way to properly inflict damage.

That was Valt’s dilemma.

Even Luktan began to press Valt.

“Hey! What are you doing now, practicing magic? What are you doing with that great power of yours! Just beat him up!”

Valt was frustrated.

There was no point in explaining that he couldn’t directly inflict damage on living beings due to his “Do No Harm” trait—no one would believe him in this situation.

Then,

A thought flashed through Valt’s mind.

‘Wait… isn’t a Death Knight an undead?’

If it was undead, that meant it wasn’t a living being.

“Hey, man! Valt!!”

The Death Knight’s greatsword fell toward Valt, who was momentarily distracted.

Valt raised Gawel and barely blocked the attack.

“Hey! What’s wrong with you!! Are you crazy? Have you been corrupted by magical energy?”

Instead of answering, Valt gripped Gawel tightly.

Then he infused Gawel with magical power and struck the Death Knight directly.

A direct hit that didn’t drop from his hand.

If Valt’s guess was correct, “Do No Harm” wouldn’t activate.

A devastating blow with a monstrous 575 stat points behind it.

The pure physical force contained in Gawel was enough to crumble a small mountain.

And as if answering his expectations, Valt’s strike responded with a sound that was definitely not a ‘pong’.

KWAAAAAAANG—!!!

An incredible power that was hard to believe was just a simple strike.

And this wasn’t a blow that had taken time to increase its power.

In other words, a normal attack.

He had merely swung it.

The Death Knight slid back from Valt’s tremendous brute force.

Never before had the Death Knight been pushed back to such an extent.

Even Luktan, a fellow Gerungtu watching from the side, was amazed by that tremendous power.

“Whew~ That’s right, man! Why were you using magic when you have such incredible strength… Huh…? Valt? Is that you?”

Valt began to laugh with his head lowered and shoulders shaking.

At first, it was a low chuckle, but it gradually grew louder, eventually turning into maniacal laughter.

“Huhuhuhuh… Huhahahaha… Khahahahaha!!”

Luktan was bewildered by Valt’s sudden burst of insane laughter.

“W-what’s wrong with him…?”

Regardless of Luktan’s confusion, Valt gripped Gawel tightly and declared, looking at the staggering Death Knight with eyes sparkling like a child’s:

“You’re dead now.”