Chapter 25: Night Attack: Shane Appear's

"Surprise, shitty orc," Zmmnnn.

Zion immediately activated his circular swirl vibration ability, denying the variant orc another opportunity to fling him.

"Injection," the energy of dagger courage, immediately entered the body of the variant orc, causing the orc to shiver internally and externally as the unknown force entered his body, making it difficult for him to roar in pain before the force in his body built up to an unknown degree and exploded like the orc he had fought before, exploding to shreds and leaving only his blood as a sign of his existence.

Roa...

Boom....

Zion fought hard against the orcs, causing fatigue and some sour pain in his body. Instead of sighing and resting, he looked at the last teammate of the remaining orcs on the side, who was shaking in fear and was slowly stepping back and not making any noise, hoping not to attract Zion's attention.

The shaking variant orc had already taken ten steps back. This was the first time in his life that he was afraid of dying; when he was still an ordinary orc, he only felt to follow the orders of their leader; even dying was a glory for him back then, but now that he had gained intelligence and strength that he had never imagined, he already imagined himself ordering his tribe's lower orcs, as he was only third to the orc chieftain and commander warrior.

But his pride was shattered when the commander warrior he thought to be the strongest died in the hands of a single human warrior in front of his eyes; he already knew that if he stood still, he would be next.

He vowed to himself that if he survived, he would never fight the other variant for a place to accompany the orc chieftain; instead, he would be content to order other lower orcs to do guard duty in their tribe. There will be no walking outside the forest.

Tad…

"He-he, where are you going now, friend? Would you like to see your other friends in the afterlife? I can help you with that, he-he." Zion's eyes shone like stars as he waved his hands, holding a dagger with some drips of blood from the orc commander he just killed, waving him to come close to him.

The orc variant shook his head left to right, knowing that even if he didn't understand Zion's words, he would die if the human in front of him got too close, making all the hair on his body stand up as he looked at Zion's creepy smile and shining eyes.

RO… Ar.... roar...

"Well, it's too late to retreat now," Zion dashed towards the variant orc, raising his dagger courage like a murderer and smiling creepily.

Rooooooooaaaaar.....

[Campground's heart]

Further away from the battleground, nine knights in various uniforms and armor are seen suppressing the other five knights, as well as Kain, Tesia, Tark, and Zaban (camp second in command).

"Hahaha, Tark, do you think you can humiliate me and be done with it?"

Shane laughs sadistically as he looks at the destroyed center camp and the lifeless bodies of healers and soldiers lying on the ground.

"What have you done, young master Shane?

Do you even realize what we're fighting are variants? A whole city will be murdered if they destroy this line of defense!" Tark yelled angrily as his men died at the hands of this young master's knights, and all the available warriors and soldiers, including the seven of his other knights, were ordered to go support the various wings of the camp.

That's why he only has five knights, him, and Zaban at the center, planning and maintaining orders, but this young master marched in with his ten knights and fifty other soldiers, slaughtering the soldiers guarding the camp and even some injured or crippled soldiers.

"Of course, I know what I'm doing; I'm attempting to eliminate all the knights in the camp in order to weaken my brother and father, hahaha."

"Bastard, stop all of this reckless behavior right now," Zaban said as he heard Shane's words.

"Please watch your words, one more imprudent word, and I'll chop your head off, Zaban," the knight captain guarding Shane said, before releasing his own energy and pressing against Tark's side.

"Thr... three-star level?" Tark was surprised to learn the commander was a three-star level after feeling the pressure and fluctuation of energy in the knight commander's body.

The surrounding area fell silent as some of the soldiers were forced to bow due to the release of pressure; even Tark and the other star level were doing their best to shake and lift the pressure, but three more releases of pressure occurred.

Their expressions darkened as they felt another knight's release their two-star level pressure. Even though Tark is much stronger than those three pressures, he is hesitant to face them all at once.

"Haha haha, what's with that face, Tark, and all of you? From what I can see, it looks like you've seen a ghost," Shane jokingly said to the people meters away from him, amused by the looks of Tark, Zaban, Kain, and Tesia.

Not caring about the low-level ones because he already knew there were only five strong star levels in the camp.

The last one was Zion, but according to his soldier, Zion was fighting a variant orc, and he was as good as dead fighting those variants, so he concentrated his efforts on the four remaining star-level orcs.

"If you're a man, come and fight me," Kain said, his face bruised and his left arm bleeding, being supported by Tesia, who was also quite weak after fighting some monsters to get to the center camp. They thought it was still safe, but they were surprised to find themselves fighting the knights of the bastard young master.

"I'm a man and a noble, so I won't stoop so low to fight a commoner," Shane said, his gaze falling on Tesia, and he felt lust for the woman beside Kain.

"Knight Captain, whatever it takes, bring that woman to me alive."

"Of course, young master," the knight commander said, licking his lips at the cold woman beside Kain, knowing what this young master will do to Tesia.