Chapter 47 - Skill—Holy Words Curse! (2/2)

The nine people behind McRae looked at the exaggerated attributes of the orcs, and all of them revealed difficult expressions. They thought to themselves, As expected of a level-15 elite monster.

Not only was its attack power as high as 350 points, its HP was even higher than some level 10 bronze Bosses!

Everyone silently looked at their attributes and skills. After pondering for a moment, they came to a conclusion: they would definitely not be able to defeat this level 15 Elite orc with exaggerated attributes. Its attributes were almost twice that of an ordinary level 15 monster!

Even if it was a level 15 Bronze Boss, it probably only had about 1,000 more HP than this orc elite.

With their strength, soloing a level 10 Bronze Boss was their limit.

However, even if they used a temporary attribute scroll, this orc elite was not someone they dared to fight alone!

Jerry, who was standing in front, put away his longsword, put his hands behind his back, and leaned on the tree beside him. He said hatefully, “The human god has spoken and let us rest. Then let’s admire the operation of the god and see if this orc elite will listen to the command of the god…”

Although Mark was a little unhappy with Jerry’s words, he didn’t say anything to stop him. However, he quietly took out an emerald green potion and smeared it on his serrated dagger without a trace.

After that, Mark coughed slightly. Jerry and Mary, who were standing behind him, instantly understood what Mark meant.

They were all too familiar with this signal. Their boss was about to attack!

The others behind him also silently moved away from McRae.

Barton and Jayce, who were standing at the back of the crowd, looked at each other and nodded. Then, they walked away from McRae, but they held their knight round shields tightly in their hands.

If McRae was really in danger, they would rush out at the first moment to help him block the monster. In their hearts, although McRae’s mouth was a little vicious, he was actually a very interesting person. They could be friends.

Just as everyone was thinking and preparing to see how McRae would complete the boast he had said, the next moment, a scene that refreshed their understanding appeared!

Facing the orc elite, McRae calmly raised the new wand in his hand and released a curse skill at the orc: Holy Words Curse!

Just as Mary was about to shout, “How can he also know holy language curses!?”

In the next second, under their shocked eyes, McRae rushed straight at the orc whose resistance and movement speed had been reduced!

A strange scene appeared.

As everyone’s mouths were wide open, enough to stuff an egg into, and under their incredulous expressions, a priest charged forward with a staff in his hand at a level 15 elite monster that was enough to insta-kill him.

One of the mages had even closed his eyes. He could already imagine the scene of McRae being hit by the orc’s charge into the sky and then killed instantly by the spear in the orc’s hand.

Barton and Jayce stared at each other with their bell-sized eyes. They looked at each other’s shocked faces and gave up on the idea of saving him. It was definitely too late at this distance.

Mark, who was constantly paying attention to the battlefield, also had a shocked expression on his face. He shook his head, a disappointed expression appearing on his face. He held the serrated dagger that had been hidden behind his back horizontally in front of his chest and thought to himself, “I thought I had encountered some unparalleled expert. In the end, it was a Holy Word Priest who only knows theory.”

“McRae, you disappoint me so much.”