Dark red smoke obscures the crimson sun. Chwiik! The land is locked in darkness, even the birds have stopped singing. Chwikchwik!”
Weed stood on the nearby rocks and muttered to himself.
Because his achievement should be listed in the Hall of Fame after the quest was completed, Weed would be able to assume airs related to it.
Weed was standing in front of a million Orcs and a hundred-thirty thousand Dark Elves.
In truth, even with the million Orcs, Weed still felt uneasy.
There was a disturbing feeling that made him shiver.
The Orcs were organized in regiments of thirty- and fifty-thousand members. On the battlefield, the Orc regiments spread without end.
You couldn’t even see them all. There were more Orcs than there were trees on a mountain.
The black-skinned Dark Elves gathered in an enormous group.
Any normal human being could not help but shrink in fear.
The mountains were literally crawling with monsters.
They rode beside the ridge, the line of defense guarded by the Orcs and Dark Elves along the bottom to the top of the walls.
The humans from the village in the Plain of Despair gathered beside him. The priests of Freya and the Soldiers of Rosenheim Kingdom had all gathered in one place.
With so many monsters under his command, Weed was in an ecstatic mood.
Weed was so excited that he began to sing on top of the rock.
“Die Undead Legion, die! Chwichwi chwiik! Who is going to win? I am going to win! Lovable Undead. Give me experience and items! Appear already, Undead! Hurry up and appear!”
Unbelievable tone-deafness!
Within Weeds singing there were no rhymes, no rhythm, or anything that sounded appealing at all!
Weed’s song only lead to distress the Orcs and Dark Elves further.
“Somebody stop that song!”
“Oh, even to us Orcs, this song is repulsive! Chwiik!"
“It brings disgrace, humiliation, and despair on our race. Chwichwit!”
As the Orcs became more and more annoyed, Weed sang with ever more vigor and happiness.
Suddenly...
*RUMBLE!*
The ground shook so much that the human, elves, and Orc Soldiers couldn’t stand properly anymore, while the dark red smoke grew thicker in the air, spreading throughout the battlefield.
Weed looked at the Necromancer and spoke.
“The Undead Legion has awoken from its long and deep slumber. We won’t find peace before we grant all the Undead eternal rest. If we are unable to put the Undead to rest, we will be slaves for eternity.”
Finally, it began.
Weed finally stopped singing and looked toward the Undead Legion.
From the faraway pit, Skeletons, Ghouls, and Zombies suddenly emerged. The Undead Army continuously appeared, forming a line.
*RATTLE RATTLE*
The clashing sound of the skeleton joint was regularly heard, while smoldering blue smokes appeared from the zombie bodies.
The Zombies release a lethal poison that would kill a human in minutes unless an antidote was administered.
*Stomp, stomp, stomp!*
The ghoul generals leading the Zombies and Skeletons were three metres tall.
Ghouls had sharp nails and teeth with far superior physical abilities than the average Undead skeleton!
“Yes... I can smell living flesh and blood nearby!”
“We will turn all of you into undeads like us.”
“Let’s be friends.”
From the nearby lakes, Ghosts started to break through the water surface, joining with the other Undead hordes.
The Undead Legion started to move without any sign of disorder.
The Skeletons moved in a precise line, and though the Zombies were slow, they gradually made their way forward.
*Whooosh*
As the Undead Legion advanced, the trees and grass in their path withered and dried from their poison.
In comparison, the Orcs and Dark Elves did not look organized at all.
“The Undead are finally here! Chwik chwik!”
“Those damn bastards. Chwichiik!”
“What should we do? Chwik!”
“It smells bad. It feels so painful since we Dark Elves have keen senses.”
“It’s really depressing that a graceful elf like me must fight against such corpses. The thought of it makes me want to run away right now.”
The Orcs and Dark Elves fell into confusion with the appearance of the Undead Legion.
The armies moral was running low after watching Legions of Undead crawling out of the ground.
The pressure and fear generated by the Undead Legion was extremely effective.
Any living creature would find it hard to utilize their full ability while fighting the Undead Legion.
Due to the difference in levels and power, the Rosenheim Kingdom’s Soldiers were especially vulnerable to the Undead legion’s fearsome aura. Already, there were Soldiers who became sick with fear.
“I want to go home.”
“There are too many enemies.”
“How can we win against such a large Army?”
Buran, Becker, Hosram, and Dale, who were all centurions, were trying to calm their Soldiers.
“It’s okay. The fear will only last a moment.”
“Don’t worry. Once we start fighting, the bloodlust will comfort you. It is not everyday that we get a chance to make a huge impact on the world.”
“We will meet again even after death.”
The Soldiers became even more depressed and started bursting into tears.
Mapan stood frightened behind a group of Rosenheim Soldiers. The only thing keeping him on the battlefield was the thought about grabbing all the high-level, quality loot from the Undead!
“So that’s the Undead Army!”
Feeling the hair standing on the back of his neck, Mapan hesitated.
The enormous and all-consuming Undead Legion was marching forward!
The Zombies shambled at a slow pace, while the skeleton’s joint creaked as they moved.
Seeing the Skeletons holding their rusted swords, Mapan was one of the first to feel frightened.
*Gulp!*
Mapan’s saliva dried on the top of his throat.
‘How should we stop that Weed....’
Involuntarily, Mapan looked up above.
There he found Weed had transformed into the Orc Karichwi.
Weed showed a completely serene face.
Even while facing a threatening situation, Weed was able to keep calm.
‘Aren’t there almost a hundred-thousand Zombies, Skeletons, and Ghouls?’
The vanguard of the immortal Legion!
Since there was still quite a gap between them, Weed waited patiently.
The monsters themselves were not to be feared.
They only needed to be grabbed and beaten down.
However, Weed was the only one who thought like that.
The Orcs and Dark Elves were completely terrified.
When almost all of the Skeletons had reached the wall, Weed gave an order.
“Filthy fellows. Chwiik! Don't they take baths. The disgusting smell even reaches up here.”
“......?”
The curious Orcs and Dark Elves listened to Weed’s speech.
“If you turn into Undead, you won’t be able to bathe. Then, as time passed, you’ll go bald. You also won’t be able to eat. You will starve and your stomach will become thin. So fight and crush them!”
“Chwiik chwiik!”
“Kill the Undead!”
The spirits of the elegant Dark Elves and the gluttonous Orcs immediately returned after hearing Weed’s words.
Weed took out his glaive and signaled the start of the battle against the Undead Legion!
The Orcs raised their shields and drew their glaives.
The Dark Elves took out their javelins and targeted the Skeletons as soon as they saw an opening.
The battle to decide the faith of each race began!
Mapan was shocked.
With a few words, Weed had managed to recover the Orcs’ and Dark Elves’ morale and raised their spirit to fight.
‘So this is what Weed is capable of...’
In reality, it was not even that surprising.
It was completely natural for Weed to treat the Orcs similarly to how he treated the Geomchis, since he was already used to their particular attachment to food.
The Orcs and Dark Elves fought fiercely from the high grounds. The Zombies and Skeletons were forced to scale the walls and had a terrain disadvantage.
Facing the Zombies and Skeletons on high ground, they did not have a hard time.
Several Orcs died because of the pincer attack, but those that had died were the ones that simply ran out of luck.
Even if the Zombies and Skeletons were stronger than usual, they didn’t give Weed’s Army any particular problems.
The amount of damage dealt by the Ghouls was substantial.
“D-Death, life, give it up. We will make you our… f-friends.”
Ghouls threw poison which scattered, destroying trees and Orcs alike.
The Orcs took a considerable drop in health upon each hit.
Ordinary Orcs couldn’t possibly hope to fight the Ghouls equally.
However, Orc fighters threw themselves in unison according to Weed’s instructions and overwhelmed the Ghouls.
Dreadful number of Orcs!
The scale should theoretically be tipped in their favor by winning the skirmishes against the Zombies and the Skeletons.
Even if one assumed some damage was taken, such minuscule amounts could be ignored.
The speciality of the ghoul forces was to consume the corpses of the fallen to restore their bodies and increase their strength.
But with only a slight number of dead Orcs and Dark Elves in the vicinity, their specialty couldn’t be used often.
The Rosenheim Kingdom Soldiers also eagerly took part.
Weed hunted the Zombies and Skeletons, supported by the priests’ healing and blessing spells.
When a ghoul came too close, the Royal Knights watched over the Soldiers to make sure that they didn’t die.
“Buren, Becker, Hosram, Dale! Penetrate enemy lines with the Soldiers. Priests, focus on healing the Soldiers.”
Weed utilized the Rosenheim Kingdom Soldiers to clean up the remaining enemies.
While the Royal Knights were maintaining safety, the Soldiers went to finish the rest of Zombies and Skeletons.
After around three hours of combat, the Undead Legion lost their strength and started to falter.
The battle was still on going, but victory would almost certainly go to the Orcs.
“Uwaa!”
Mapan enthusiastically applaud.
“Outstanding! The battle between the Undead Army and the Orcs! The long wait was worthwhile.”
It was a wonderful scene, seen from the best seat.
But Weed’s tension hadn’t changed at all from his attitude before the battle.
‘It was that kind of feeling. Every ti
Dark red smoke obscures the crimson sun. Chwiik! The land is locked in darkness, even the birds have stopped singing. Chwikchwik!”
Weed stood on the nearby rocks and muttered to himself.
Because his achievement should be listed in the Hall of Fame after the quest was completed, Weed would be able to assume airs related to it.
Weed was standing in front of a million Orcs and a hundred-thirty thousand Dark Elves.
In truth, even with the million Orcs, Weed still felt uneasy.
There was a disturbing feeling that made him shiver.
The Orcs were organized in regiments of thirty- and fifty-thousand members. On the battlefield, the Orc regiments spread without end.
You couldn’t even see them all. There were more Orcs than there were trees on a mountain.
The black-skinned Dark Elves gathered in an enormous group.
Any normal human being could not help but shrink in fear.
The mountains were literally crawling with monsters.
They rode beside the ridge, the line of defense guarded by the Orcs and Dark Elves along the bottom to the top of the walls.
The humans from the village in the Plain of Despair gathered beside him. The priests of Freya and the Soldiers of Rosenheim Kingdom had all gathered in one place.
With so many monsters under his command, Weed was in an ecstatic mood.
Weed was so excited that he began to sing on top of the rock.
“Die Undead Legion, die! Chwichwi chwiik! Who is going to win? I am going to win! Lovable Undead. Give me experience and items! Appear already, Undead! Hurry up and appear!”
Unbelievable tone-deafness!
Within Weeds singing there were no rhymes, no rhythm, or anything that sounded appealing at all!
Weed’s song only lead to distress the Orcs and Dark Elves further.
“Somebody stop that song!”
“Oh, even to us Orcs, this song is repulsive! Chwiik!"
“It brings disgrace, humiliation, and despair on our race. Chwichwit!”
As the Orcs became more and more annoyed, Weed sang with ever more vigor and happiness.
Suddenly...
*RUMBLE!*
The ground shook so much that the human, elves, and Orc Soldiers couldn’t stand properly anymore, while the dark red smoke grew thicker in the air, spreading throughout the battlefield.
Weed looked at the Necromancer and spoke.
“The Undead Legion has awoken from its long and deep slumber. We won’t find peace before we grant all the Undead eternal rest. If we are unable to put the Undead to rest, we will be slaves for eternity.”
Finally, it began.
Weed finally stopped singing and looked toward the Undead Legion.
From the faraway pit, Skeletons, Ghouls, and Zombies suddenly emerged. The Undead Army continuously appeared, forming a line.
*RATTLE RATTLE*
The clashing sound of the skeleton joint was regularly heard, while smoldering blue smokes appeared from the zombie bodies.
The Zombies release a lethal poison that would kill a human in minutes unless an antidote was administered.
*Stomp, stomp, stomp!*
The ghoul generals leading the Zombies and Skeletons were three metres tall.
Ghouls had sharp nails and teeth with far superior physical abilities than the average Undead skeleton!
“Yes... I can smell living flesh and blood nearby!”
“We will turn all of you into undeads like us.”
“Let’s be friends.”
From the nearby lakes, Ghosts started to break through the water surface, joining with the other Undead hordes.
The Undead Legion started to move without any sign of disorder.
The Skeletons moved in a precise line, and though the Zombies were slow, they gradually made their way forward.
*Whooosh*
As the Undead Legion advanced, the trees and grass in their path withered and dried from their poison.
In comparison, the Orcs and Dark Elves did not look organized at all.
“The Undead are finally here! Chwik chwik!”
“Those damn bastards. Chwichiik!”
“What should we do? Chwik!”
“It smells bad. It feels so painful since we Dark Elves have keen senses.”
“It’s really depressing that a graceful elf like me must fight against such corpses. The thought of it makes me want to run away right now.”
The Orcs and Dark Elves fell into confusion with the appearance of the Undead Legion.
The armies moral was running low after watching Legions of Undead crawling out of the ground.
The pressure and fear generated by the Undead Legion was extremely effective.
Any living creature would find it hard to utilize their full ability while fighting the Undead Legion.
Due to the difference in levels and power, the Rosenheim Kingdom’s Soldiers were especially vulnerable to the Undead legion’s fearsome aura. Already, there were Soldiers who became sick with fear.
“I want to go home.”
“There are too many enemies.”
“How can we win against such a large Army?”
Buran, Becker, Hosram, and Dale, who were all centurions, were trying to calm their Soldiers.
“It’s okay. The fear will only last a moment.”
“Don’t worry. Once we start fighting, the bloodlust will comfort you. It is not everyday that we get a chance to make a huge impact on the world.”
“We will meet again even after death.”
The Soldiers became even more depressed and started bursting into tears.
Mapan stood frightened behind a group of Rosenheim Soldiers. The only thing keeping him on the battlefield was the thought about grabbing all the high-level, quality loot from the Undead!
“So that’s the Undead Army!”
Feeling the hair standing on the back of his neck, Mapan hesitated.
The enormous and all-consuming Undead Legion was marching forward!
The Zombies shambled at a slow pace, while the skeleton’s joint creaked as they moved.
Seeing the Skeletons holding their rusted swords, Mapan was one of the first to feel frightened.
*Gulp!*
Mapan’s saliva dried on the top of his throat.
‘How should we stop that Weed....’
Involuntarily, Mapan looked up above.
There he found Weed had transformed into the Orc Karichwi.
Weed showed a completely serene face.
Even while facing a threatening situation, Weed was able to keep calm.
‘Aren’t there almost a hundred-thousand Zombies, Skeletons, and Ghouls?’
The vanguard of the immortal Legion!
Since there was still quite a gap between them, Weed waited patiently.
The monsters themselves were not to be feared.
They only needed to be grabbed and beaten down.
However, Weed was the only one who thought like that.
The Orcs and Dark Elves were completely terrified.
When almost all of the Skeletons had reached the wall, Weed gave an order.
“Filthy fellows. Chwiik! Don't they take baths. The disgusting smell even reaches up here.”
“......?”
The curious Orcs and Dark Elves listened to Weed’s speech.
“If you turn into Undead, you won’t be able to bathe. Then, as time passed, you’ll go bald. You also won’t be able to eat. You will starve and your stomach will become thin. So fight and crush them!”
“Chwiik chwiik!”
“Kill the Undead!”
The spirits of the elegant Dark Elves and the gluttonous Orcs immediately returned after hearing Weed’s words.
Weed took out his glaive and signaled the start of the battle against the Undead Legion!
The Orcs raised their shields and drew their glaives.
The Dark Elves took out their javelins and targeted the Skeletons as soon as they saw an opening.
The battle to decide the faith of each race began!
Mapan was shocked.
With a few words, Weed had managed to recover the Orcs’ and Dark Elves’ morale and raised their spirit to fight.
‘So this is what Weed is capable of...’
In reality, it was not even that surprising.
It was completely natural for Weed to treat the Orcs similarly to how he treated the Geomchis, since he was already used to their particular attachment to food.
The Orcs and Dark Elves fought fiercely from the high grounds. The Zombies and Skeletons were forced to scale the walls and had a terrain disadvantage.
Facing the Zombies and Skeletons on high ground, they did not have a hard time.
Several Orcs died because of the pincer attack, but those that had died were the ones that simply ran out of luck.
Even if the Zombies and Skeletons were stronger than usual, they didn’t give Weed’s Army any particular problems.
The amount of damage dealt by the Ghouls was substantial.
“D-Death, life, give it up. We will make you our… f-friends.”
Ghouls threw poison which scattered, destroying trees and Orcs alike.
The Orcs took a considerable drop in health upon each hit.
Ordinary Orcs couldn’t possibly hope to fight the Ghouls equally.
However, Orc fighters threw themselves in unison according to Weed’s instructions and overwhelmed the Ghouls.
Dreadful number of Orcs!
The scale should theoretically be tipped in their favor by winning the skirmishes against the Zombies and the Skeletons.
Even if one assumed some damage was taken, such minuscule amounts could be ignored.
The speciality of the ghoul forces was to consume the corpses of the fallen to restore their bodies and increase their strength.
But with only a slight number of dead Orcs and Dark Elves in the vicinity, their specialty couldn’t be used often.
The Rosenheim Kingdom Soldiers also eagerly took part.
Weed hunted the Zombies and Skeletons, supported by the priests’ healing and blessing spells.
When a ghoul came too close, the Royal Knights watched over the Soldiers to make sure that they didn’t die.
“Buren, Becker, Hosram, Dale! Penetrate enemy lines with the Soldiers. Priests, focus on healing the Soldiers.”
Weed utilized the Rosenheim Kingdom Soldiers to clean up the remaining enemies.
While the Royal Knights were maintaining safety, the Soldiers went to finish the rest of Zombies and Skeletons.
After around three hours of combat, the Undead Legion lost their strength and started to falter.
The battle was still on going, but victory would almost certainly go to the Orcs.
“Uwaa!”
Mapan enthusiastically applaud.
“Outstanding! The battle between the Undead Army and the Orcs! The long wait was worthwhile.”
It was a wonderful scene, seen from the best seat.
But Weed’s tension hadn’t changed at all from his attitude before the battle.
‘It was that kind of feeling. Every ti
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