Orc scouts. Orc champions. Orc warriors.
In the past Weed had been in lots of different situations and thought he’d keep his cool whatever happens, but now even he couldn’t stay unfazed.
‘If they see through my act - I’m done for.’
Weed was soaked with sweat, as he was climbing up the mountain slope.
However brave one considered himself, it would be hard to match your behavior, when there’re only Orcs all around.
There were Orcs in Rosenheim kingdom too, but their levels ranged from 80 to 130. So you could always run away from them if something went wrong.
Here, in Plains of despair, monsters were much stronger. Even Goblins and Cobolds, which were considered the weakest monsters in the game, had different combat strength depending on the area they lived in.
And in this land Orcs had to fight for their territory since childhood. They were fighting giant monsters, so their level and therefore strength far exceeded that of their brethren from Rosenheim kingdom.
But the scariest part was not their strength, but their countless numbers! If something was to go wrong here and he has to run away, he’ll be chased by thousands of Orcs.
Weed had no intention of experiencing ‘death by Orcs’ hands in Plains of Despair’. That’s why he tried to be careful not to attract any attention.
“Chwiiik!”
Weed accidentally met the gaze of one of the Orcs standing in front of him. Level 210 Orc champion! Even some knights, known for their honor, like to stare others down to show their superiority, and this was an Orc captain.
“Chwiiik!”
Orc glared at Weed, his eyes glowing with malice.
‘I’m in trouble.’
Orc’s rude attitude made Weed frown.
‘I can’t blow my cover...’
First of all Weed decided to smile. A reliable approach, that never before failed to help him to establish a friendly relationship. A great interpersonal skill.
Weed made his best fake smile.
But he wasn’t quite used to his new appearance, so he involuntary knit his brows and the corners of his mouth were trembling a little. His oversized fangs shifted forward even more.
At that moment Orc champion looked away!
“Chwik! Chwik! Chwik!”
He got scared! Weed’s appearance alone managed to scare an Orc captain, so he said with a hint of superiority:
“Be careful next time. Chwiiik!”
“I will. Chwik. Chwik. Chwik.”
On Weed’s way up the mountain such incidents repeated a few more times. In front of Weed’s fearsome stature and appearance other orcs were cringing in fear.
That way without any hindrances Weed reached the place, where Orcs were fighting a monster.
“I’ll kill everyone, everyone! Cwichwik!”
“Chwiiik! This is our land!”
A few dozen orcs were fighting a giant fire monster - a mix of a mantis and a centipede! It was breathing fire and crushing opponents with his weight.
Orcs were relentlessly swinging their glaives, but couldn’t pierce the thick skin of their foe.
The fire giant had level 280 - a very dangerous opponent. There were countless monster like this one in the Plains of Despair. That’s why this region was considered one of the most dangerous on the continent!
Weed watched the Orcs’ battle. No wonder they say that you can watch two things forever: a burning fire and a real fight!
‘If all Orcs die, I’ll get their items...’
Besides Weed was now left without any armor and it could be said that he was standing there naked.
Weed had to wait for the battle to end.
The fire giant was moving around at a great speed, coiling his entire body and breathing fire at nearby opponents. Orcs were dying one after another.
Weed was watching it calmly, when a realization came to his mind:
‘I’m not a human now. On my place no Orc would be able to mercilessly watch his kin die.’
Weed rushed forward, grabbing one of the dropped glaives on the way.
“Iyahap!”
He struck the distracted giant in the side with all his might. The giant, like a building, monster fell, rising a cloud of dust. Even after becoming an Orc Weed didn’t lose his strength and skill!
The fire giant acknowledged his new opponent. It hastily crawled aside, got up and rushed towards the new threat. Bursting with flames enemy was quickly approaching!
Weed instinctively jumped high into the air an landed on giant’s head.
“Sculpting, Chwiik! Blade, Chwiiik!”
Even in the Orc’s body he was able to use the Sculpting Blade technique, but because of his lowered intelligence his mana was running out quickly.
On the other hand he was a lot stronger now.
Weed has swung the glaive down on the monsters head with all his might and just barely scratched it.