347 Chapter 347: The Demigod appears 1 (1/2)

In her opinion, Derik may be strong but even if there were three of him, there is no way he would be able to defeat the overseer. She would rather fight two of Derik all alone than get on the bad side of the overseer!

”Heeeeeee? You underestimate me little orc” Derik didn't seem annoyed one bit. Instead, he had a bright smile on his face.

He could understand the fear of the female orc clan head. The fact she knows so little about demigods shows how strong the old god of war had on these orcs. In her opinion, only the old gods can fight the overseer. She saw him as an invincible character but just as Derik has always said.

”No one is invincible… not even me” Derik muttered before snapping the neck of the female orc. Since she had no intention of speaking, Derik had no reason to keep her alive.

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Meanwhile,

Countless green aura fists smashed into a particular location underwater, repeatedly but even then Cyrus was yet to make a sound to express the pain he felt. At first, Berivs assumed this meant that the life mage was dead but reality and common sense forced him to push those misleading thoughts aside. He knew how powerful Cyrus and Derik are and even a fool could tell these people cannot be easily defeated, not by someone of his level.

Even though he talked big about taking them out earlier with his clan's secret technique, it was all empty talk. He knew even in this mode he wouldn't be able to defeat the life mage or the death mage, not to talk of when they joined hands together.

At this moment all his hopes were pinned on the overseer! Since the barrier he erected around their settlement has been disturbed by Derik's attack, Berivs assumed the overseer must have noticed it and was currently on his way here. His plan from the very beginning was never to win but to buy enough time for the overseer to arrive.

”Why don't you just die!” Berivs screamed

The number of green aura fists pummeling Cyrus into the ground doubled and the destructive power increased as well. But even then, he couldn't help but feel restless. Cyrus had completely concealed his aura preventing him from telling his exact location but that wasn't much of a problem since his attacks covered a large area. He knew he was the one attacking, but his instincts were screaming danger in his head.

He already knew that only death awaited him, the moment Cyrus found a way to break through his aura fists and reach him. Running also wasn't an option since it was against their laws to flee from battle and even if he could flee, how sure was he that Derik won't come after him?

Bang!

Fear! Extreme fear! Just enough to make Berivs trembled in fear as well. At this point, he began wondering, if leaving the barrier was the right call in the first place. Not only has Mol died but Uram as well. How was he supposed to hold out against Derik and Cyrus alone?

He had forgotten about the thousands of orcs below, watching him and eager to see how he would destroy their enemies. Unknown to them, Berivs had almost lost hope.

Almost!