Chapter 653 - Uninvited Guests (I) (1/2)

After several years, Sol was still deeply moved by this scene. Back then, he had become a powerful and respectable commander. He thought about when they first fought the Orcs on the Ice Field and let out endless sighs.

“Frankly speaking, I thought that we were doomed when the Orcs flooded toward us. There was a huge slip-up in our first battle and there were 10 times more enemies than us. All we had was a tattered fort and most of us bore a grudge against Sir Overlord. Although he appeared to be really calm, I thought that he was merely feigning it. But I finally understood where his confidence came from after witnessing his attack… I’ve never seen anyone with such powerful and threatening powers. The strong Orcs shuddered before him… And everything ended swiftly.”

Rhode leaped down from the fort wall and dashed toward the sea of Orcs in a dark shadow. The Half-Demons gazed in awe and even though they had been through training sessions with Rhode, they had never fought alongside him. Therefore, they weren’t aware of this young overlord’s strength. They exclaimed in astonishment as he faced the 300 Orc riders alone. On the other hand, the group of mercenaries who had fought shoulder to shoulder with Rhode looked on calmly. They didn’t fluster like the Half-Demons. Instead, they quickly hopped on to their preparations to coordinate with Rhode in his attack.

The Orc riders bellowed fiercely. Not only did they fail to capture any Humans after being led about by John’s Cavalrymen like fools, but they also fell into the Humans’ trap, where the fort wall collapsed and buried 200 of their companions. As soon as they witnessed a fearless Human dashing toward them, they howled fiercely and challenged him. The skinny, fragile Human wasn’t worth a mention to them at all. They wanted to capture him, break his hands and legs, and leave him dying in endless pain. This was the only way to vent their frustrations!

“Human! Attack!”

A murderous glint flashed in Bobo’s eyes. He stretched his hand out to push the Human down. But Rhode lifted his head and swept a glance at him.

A cold, shimmering light flashed.

The earth-shattering, vast sky of stars dazzled and the razor-sharp sword aura whizzed toward the defenseless Bobo. The flickering radiance ripped through his massive body without any resistance. Fresh blood splashed and the impact propelled him into the air. Then, he crashed lifelessly on the ground.

At the same time, Rhode struck forward.

No one could keep up with his speed. A series of afterimages leaped across the snowy field and in the blink of an eye, Rhode arrived in the middle of the Orc rider group. Even though he was surrounded by a dozen massive Orcs, he didn’t fluster at all. In the Dragon Soul Continent, this was the favorite scenario for the Spirit Swordsman, one of the three best solo classes.

Grrrr!

The Orcs raised their weapons and brandished at him. However, the heavy weapons didn’t hit their target. Rhode rolled through an opening and extended his right arm. A scarlet card emerged and blazing flames erupted in his hand.

Boom!

A dazzling, scarlet flare exploded and the Orcs around him retreated in fear. At the same time, the Hell Hound leaped out of the blaze and bolted toward the Orc, flames burning in each of its three mouths.

“Monster! Fire! Monster!”

The Hell Hound’s grand appearance forced the Orcs back. As an ignorant and backwards tribe, the Orcs were extremely fearful of unusual presences. Although the Hell Hound was only capable of taking down two to three Orcs, Orcs had never seen such a creature that should belong to Hell.

The pitch-black shadows twisted and countless tentacles scurried from within to twine around the Orcs and Rhino Beasts, limiting their every movements.

But this was only the start.

A fully-armored Centaur Knight rushed forward with its pike and punctured an Orc. Then, it swept its pike into the air and flung the corpse away like a rag doll before taking down another target. Not only that, but the little mermaid also hovered in midair and unleashed sleet as arrows.

This ambush left the Orcs in confusion and disorientation. They couldn’t understand why so many mysterious beings appeared all at once. The Orcs trembled in fear. The Hell Hound and Nether Tentacles were beings from Hell and naturally weren’t pleasing in appearance, which deepened their fears.

“Human! Demon! Human! Demon!”

Facing this outrageous scene, the confidence in them had dwindled to nothingness. They cried frantically and turned away from the terrifying black-haired Human. The Half-Demons looked on vacantly from the fort wall. They didn’t realize that Rhode possessed such a strange battle style. What exactly are those battle techniques?

Lize and her team of Clerics chanted softly. Flickering golden runes emerged above their palms and linked up to form a perfect gold chain. Randolf and his team of Rangers lifted their longbows and aimed at the enemies.

Lize stopped chanting and pushed her hands forward to send a golden, dazzling sphere of light forward. It flew across the sky and struck their way of retreat. Shortly after, the tiny sphere of light spread in two directions, forming a golden wall that obstructed their retreat.

Randolf and his Rangers didn’t stand by idly either. They knew that they could only rely on themselves in the absence of John’s Cavalrymen. They released their precious magic arrows at the enemies and in an instant, a harmony of lightning, thunder bolts, and fireballs bombarded the frantic enemies. The Orcs tried to escape, but could not break the invisible wall. At this moment, the Centaur Knight and Hell Hound pounced forward from both sides and launched their attacks.

The situation had become one-sided in an instant.

This wasn’t anything surprising for Rhode. He was level 50 and his summoned spirits had also grown dramatically in strength. Apart from the Spirit Bird with low inner qualities and could only rely on elemental powers to bring trouble to the enemies, summoned spirits like the Hell Hound and Centaur Knight had increased tremendously in strength. The Nether Tentacles’ defense values had increased to 15 points and could be considered an elite card at its peak. This meant that spells or swordsmanship techniques that were weaker than the Peak Master Stage couldn’t breakthrough the Nether Tentacles’ restraint and defense. It went without saying for the Orcs. If Rhode was capable enough to fill the entire venue with the Nether Tentacles, perhaps the Orcs would be bound tightly and obediently waiting to be shot dead.

As the situation took a drastic turn, the group defending the fort turned around and launched their attacks on the Orcs altogether. The evil, mysterious creatures and Humans combined hands to take on the Orcs, which stirred up the Orcs’ aggression. The Orcs turned around and yelled as they pounced toward their enemies.

But this was their final assault.

The tri-headed Hell Hound leaped across the snow field with its widened mouths burning in sulfuric-smelling flames and blasted everything in its path. Instead of dodging the attack, an Orc clutched the Hell Hound’s neck in spite of the flames burning on his lacerated chest and arms.

The Orc didn’t realize that Rhode had raised his pitch-black sword.

Rhode twitched his brows slightly as he gazed with smiling eyes. A dazzling spiritual radiance emanated from Succubus in his hand. Then, he swung forward.

Countless meteor-like blade rays sliced through the air. The immense air stream swept up the thick snow and the broken sound barrier pierced their ears and enveloped them entirely.