Dimension System: SSS Rank Talent Awakening

Chapter 133 The Orc Leader

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Standing before the big trees in a unknown forest, it was not the weight of the mission that weighed upon him but something entirely different.

He was in a hostile world, far from any allies, surrounded by an enemy force that had regrouped and grown stronger with his approach.

The orc leader's gaze bore down from the parapet a fierce and prideful warrior, not some brute.

This creature held intelligence, strategy, and intimidating strength that pulsed through the air.

Breathing deep, the mana stirred within his body in preparation for the fight that was to come.

Fen, Whity and Nyx flanked him, their eyes as sure as his set upon the orc leader, as if they, too, knew something of the weight in this coming clash.

Really, he could little afford to waste too much energy on prolonged skirmishes, not with such a formidable orc leader in waiting and watching each of his moves.

A low growl stirred in Fen's throat, and his muscles tensed; Whity emulated his master.

They seemed to take Dabi's sentiment-to wit, this wasn't going to be easy, but they weren't backing down.

Standing is the middle of camp the orc leader gives command to other orcs, and a wave of orcs charged forward to their leader's command.

Each one held crude yet deadly weapons in their hands, their roars echoing through the valley like thunder.

"Let's go, everybody," Dabi whispered to his companions. And with one thought, he used his Dimensional Summon skill, and there appeared beside him a shadowy sleek-and-deadly creation.

It was his new ally from the dimension gate, a creation of darkness and swift agility that proved real in battles he had fought.

The orcs closed in, surrounding Dabi and his companions, and that was when he truly took stock of the size of this battle.

They could not simply fight for survival but needed to cut a swath uphill toward the fortress to meet the leader of the orcs if they were going to put an end to this threat.

The sword in Dabi's hands glittered with his mana as he pressed into it, high raised as he prepared for the onslaught.

An orc charged him first a hulking creature with a crude battle-axe but Dabi sidestepped its swing and struck back in swift, certain manner.

His blade bit through the orc's defenses, sending him backward, stumbling. Before it could recover, Fen lunged at its exposed flank, his fangs sinking deep into the orc's arm.

Another orc attempted to flank Dabi but was cut off by Whity; in a flash, she leapt, and the two went down to the ground.

The shadowy summoned creature danced around the edges of the combat, dashing in and out to strike precise debilitating blows that kept the orcs reeling.

Dabi was racing inside; fighting through all of this, he worked out every move to begin with, in order to save energy for what would definitely be the final confrontation with the orc leader.

Everywhere he turned, there just seemed to be orcs charging in a reckless abandonment toward him.

He kept focused, however, cutting through them efficiently.

"Keep moving!" he yelled to Fen,Nyx and Whity. "We're almost through!"

With one last desperate spurt, they cut their way through the remaining orcs to the bottom of the wall of the orcs camp.

The orcs' leader just stood and watched them approach, his face unreadable, but Dabi sensed the challenge in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, turned his Insight on, and started scanning the layout for weak points in the camp.

The walls were high and fortified, but on one flank, there was that little narrow passage half shrouded in shadow.

It was a risk, but it could provide them a way inside without attracting too much attention.

"Follow me," he said to his companions, nodding towards the hidden passageway.

They moved quickly and quietly as they entered the camp, wherein the orcs decidedly did not appear to realize they were there.

The passage was narrow, barely wide enough for them to go abreast, and the air was heavy with the smell of earth and rot.

Dabi took point; his senses were on high as he ventured deeper into the dimly lit corridors.

From a distance, they could hear the din of orcs patrolling, the thump of their heavy feet resounding in the wall. Explore more at empire

After an eternity, they entered a large chamber deep in the heart of the fortress.

In the center of it stood the leader-the orc was a giant of a man, his frame dancing with every flutter caused by the firelight coming from the line of torches along the walls.

His hand clasped a spiked mace, the surface of which was stained with old blood, while his eyes-set on Dabi-held both his hatred and respect.

"In between the battle the system gives Dabi the information about the Orcs language. Having photographic memory dabi learn everything in the middle of flight."

"So, you've come this far," snarled the leader of the orcs in his deep guttural tone of voice. "I never thought a simple human could give this much trouble."

Dabi tightened his hold on his sword, his heart suddenly racing. "I'm here to put an end to this. Now, surrender, and I will spare your life."

The orc leader was shouting in laughter, his eyes sparkling merrily. "Spare my life? You are bold, human, but no match for me."

The leader roared and charged at Dabi, mace swiping in a wide arc that would crush the boy if it managed to hit.

Dabi barely had time to react; he dodged to the side as the mace came down into the ground, the force of it sending a shockwave across the chamber.

'With that said!'

Nyx, Fen and Whity leaped into action, each taking one side of the orc leader; Fen plunged deep into the leader's arm, well inside the skin of the orc, while Whity plunged into his legs, her teeth seeking purchase around his thigh.

With their teeth sunk into his arms, the orc leader roared in pain, swinging his mace wildly in fruitless efforts to shake them off.

Dabi seized the opportunity that had availed itself of him immediately; he lunged forward, aiming for the exposed back of the orc.

Sure enough, his sword struck true: it pierced through the orc's armor and drew a howl of rage from the leader.

But the leader of the orcs did not let himself be overpowered that easily.

With a single mighty flex of his arm, Fen and Whity were flung aside while his thick paw closed about Dabi's sword and yanked it free from off his back.

A dribble of blood traced its way from the wound, yet the orc hardly cared; his stare was cold and hard upon Dabi, the glint in his eye.

"You are strong," he growled in a low tone, the head orc said. "But strength alone will not save you."

Dabi danced backward, his mind furiously working for an opening. The leader of orcs was proving much tougher than he had predicted, and Dabi started to tire.

Time to wrap it up.

With a focused mind, Dabi use his Dimensional Summon skill, and from the dimensional realm, he pulled out a terrifying monster.

A tall, shadowy monster showed up beside him in the form of a living nightmare, the shape warping and fuming in dark.

It was until his wide eyes found his target that the creature swooped down upon him, the ethereal blades cutting through the air with deadly precision.

The Orc leader barely had enough time to raise his mace for his defense, but such a summoned creature would not be so easily dissuaded and instead pressed the attack forward in a barrage of strikes, forcing the Orc leader backward.

Dabi used the moment to channel what little mana remained in him and put it into one last spell.

Lively energy pulsed through his hands ready to strike one last time.

Shouting, he let out his spell in a surge of energy that washed over the leader of the orcs like a tidal wave.

The orc leader reeled, but remained upright, bruised and battered everywhere, yet with defiance in his eyes.

"You are strong," he repeated in tones of grudging respect. "But this is not over."

With one final roar, the orc leader charged at Dabi with his mace high in the air.

Dabi took an attitude prepared to receive the orc's last charge.

At the last second, Fen and Whity launched themselves into the air, meeting the orc's attack and sending him off balance.

Dabi seized his chance, delivering a powerful blow that sent the orc leader crashing into the ground.

The Orc leader lay still, his body broken and defeated.

Dabi took a deep breath as a surge of relief washed over him.

It was done, the battle was over.

He glanced around the room, which was fully occupied with the orcs that he defeated; their faces showed a frozen expression, one that had once been aggressive.

He regretted having to see so many lives disappear but knew full well this was the necessary price for his world's protection.

Dabi's mind! Many orcs have runaway....

Giving a last look to the fallen head of orcs, Dabi turned and made for the exit of the camp, already thinking about his next challenge.

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