Noticing that he had gone undetected, he swiftly extended his left hand.

Conjuring a searing fireball, a skill bestowed by the flame ring, aptly named flame fireball.

With a gentle push, the fireball soared forth, hurtling towards the orc hero.

Kent, focused on gathering his strength, felt a sudden surge of heat from above.

Without a moment's hesitation, guided by instinct, he redirected his blade.

unleashing a crimson arc upwards to intercept the incoming projectile.

Boom! The clash between the blades arc and the fireball resulted in a thunderous explosion, sending shock waves that reverberated through the air.

Simultaneously, the archers stationed at top the city walls under the command of Fong Howo launched an assault upon Kent.

2,000 archers directed their volleys at a single target.

The ebony arrows descended like a vast dark net.

Kent swiftly wielded his blade, deflecting the projectiles aimed at him.

Yet the siege wolf tethered nearby was far less fortunate.

Faced with such a dense barrage of arrows, it was instantly transformed into a spiny creature.

Its body riddled with shafts, collapsing lifelessly to the ground.

Thus, the relentless harassment from afar persisted until the conclusion of the battle on the field.

The skeletal soldiers employed a tactic of sheer numbers to bridge the gap between their ranks, exterminating all the beastmen soldiers.

Among the skeletal warriors, both injured and intact, nearly 50,000 remained.

From an initial force of nearly 200,000, the casualties were indeed devastating.

The subsequent combat required no further direction from Fong Ho.

With the beast chieftain Kent isolated and devoid of the mobility afforded by his siege wolf chariot, he found himself encircled by the skeletal horde.

Despite his formidable strength and fierce assaults after 30 minutes of relentless siege, he let out a final defiant roar before being utterly overwhelmed by the sea of skeletons.

The fierce conflict ultimately drew to a close with the undead emerging victorious.

Chapter 47.

Defeating the orcs, the air was thick with the pungent scent of blood.

The battlefield lay in disarray, strewn with an abundance of corpses and bones that blanketed the ground.

Severed limbs and pools of blood flowed freely, each drop seeping into the earth, staining at a deep crimson.

Fong Ho and Eir stood silently upon the city wall, observing the grim tableau before them.

After a moment of silence, Fongo descended from the ramparts, reopening the battered gates.

The task of clearing the battlefield commenced as all spoils of war were to be collected and the bodies cast into the skeletal transformation grounds.

Fongo emerged, issuing orders with a commanding voice.

The previously motionless skeletons sprang into action, stripping the fallen of their gear and discarding the remnants into the transformation grounds.

The process of transforming the corpses required a considerable amount of time as they continued to deliver bodies.

The duration of the transformation accumulated steadily.

Soon all spoils were gathered.

The orc chieftain received particular attention from Fong How.

The skeletal soldiers meticulously disroedged him, even prying open his jaw to inspect for any hidden treasures such as gold teeth.

acquisition 35 720 orc weapons 27 420 sets of orc leather armor 8 300 sets of orc iron armor in addition there were wriggling spines 18 867 warhorn bloodthirsty blade war horn blue category horn attributes upon sounding increases allied unit morale by five movement speed by 10 and attack by two description the art of war hinges upon the initial surge of momentum.

Notably, the morale boost held no significance for the skeletal soldiers.

The denisonens of the skeletal faction were devoid of emotions, ignorant of fear and death, rendering the notion of morale irrelevant.

However, the enhancements to movement speed and attack power were still commendable attributes.

It was no wonder that at the moment the horn was sounded, the orc army surged forth with the fervor of a battle high, charging from the distance.

Particularly, the wolf cavalry exhibited astonishing speed.

Besides the cavalry's agility, the horn significantly augmented their overall mobility.

Bloodthirsty Blade purple category greatsword damage level four damage set effect berser increases strength by one for every enemy slain or assisted in slaying lasting 8 seconds.

This effect can stack up to 50 times.

Description: The viscous blood compels you to commit heinous acts.

Fongghao was well acquainted with the bloodthirsty set.

Previously, upon vanquishing Kedu, he had acquired part of the bloodthirsty armor.

It was precisely the incompleteness of the set that had prevented Kent, a third tier hero, from showcasing his true prowess.

Otherwise, the damage accumulated from slaying skeletons would have allowed him to carve a path straight through the city gates into the territory.

Yet, all had been decided.

This trial ultimately culminated in Fong's victory.

He had now gathered the entirety of the bloodthirsty set, though he was yet unable to dawn it.

At last, there lay 18 867 writhing vertebrae.

The sheer number of bones collected from the orc equipment filled Fongghow with immense joy.

As he desired, he could once again summon a formidable legion of skeletons to continue fighting on his behalf.

To sustain war through war was his most astute strategy.

After clearing the battlefield, Fongo proceeded to rally his troops.

Following the grand battle, there were even more pressing matters at hand.

Plundering the enemy's territory now that they had emptied their stronghold would likely reveal a land devoid of soldiers, perhaps reduced to a mere ghost town.

If Fong How did not swiftly seize the resources of the Orc domain, he risked allowing other nearby lords to benefit.

Securing resources later would prove exceedingly troublesome.

I intend to lead our troops into their territory and retrieve all useful supplies.

I shall leave you some forces, but if I am not present, do not open the city gates, Fongo instructed Eer.

He had contemplated using divine possession to inhabit a skeleton for this task.

However, the application of divine possession required a certain proximity to both himself and the troops.

The greater the distance, the more mental energy would be consumed exponentially.

Moreover, following the recent fierce battle, Fonho had frequently employed divine possession, leaving his spirit in a state of exhaustion, he was simply unable to undertake the mission of leading the troops to the orc territory.

After a moment of contemplation, he decided to go in person.

Ah, oh, all right.

I understand, master ear replied softly.

Upon hearing Fong how instruct her to remain behind and command the skeletons to defend the city, her heart raced.

Yet the slave's obedience to her master compelled her to grit her teeth and comply.

Yes, wait for my return.

Fongghao gently patted her shoulder before departing with his troops.

As he led an army of 30,000 away, the gates of the territory closed behind him.

Eer stood at top the city wall, watching as Fong Ho and his contingent faded into the distance.

Fongghao was unaware of the location of the Fireblade territory.

However, the orc army had left clear traces along their path.

Following these signs would make it easy to locate the enemy's position.

The undead army advanced swiftly and Fong how reclined on a cart, refraining from using divine possession casually to conserve his mental energy.

Instead, he opened the Lord's book to observe the battle conditions of his allies.

Indeed, the atmosphere was far from the usual lively chatter.

My territory is about to fall.

I'll let the beacon.

Is there any nearby brother who can save me? I will offer all my resources to you, bro.

I see you.

Can you assist me first and then we can reclaim your territory together? Ciao.

I'm holed up with my soldiers in a wooden shack.

How can I assist you? Help.

I'm so scared.

I want to go home.

Hong Hong, I wonder if you've arrived in this world.

If you can see this, I hope you know that I love you.

Wong Shu, I love you.

My final wish is for your happiness.

Yung Mang.

The chat group swiftly transformed into a grand stage of declarations of love with names of various men and women filling the screen.

It seems that everyone possesses a companion, someone they hold dear.

How infuriating.