"Run!" Mogus sheathed his sword and prepared to flee. Since they had already killed the enemy, Clear Sky Miles on the other side could no longer be maintained and would end in half an hour at most. Only someone with a broken brain would stubbornly fight the Orcs. Wouldn't it be better to go back, wait for Clear Sky Miles to fail, and then throw out a forbidden spell?
"Run!" Darian Nightblade immediately vanished before the stunned Totem Shaman.
"Uwasa, that bastard, has disappeared again!" Charlie Pross, the "Empire's Toughest Punching Bag," who had been constantly watching Uwasa's movements, warned them.
Everyone immediately became more alert, and the movements of their subordinates grew somewhat more restrained. That was the oppressive presence brought by a top-tier Nazgûl!
Clang! Mogus, who was fleeing, abruptly twisted aside. A rift like an abyss appeared beside him, and in the next instant, Mogus hurriedly raised his longsword before his chest.
Bang! The longsword thrust from the void made Mogus stagger, and the tremendous impact forced him to stop.
Clang! The Orc Overlord that arrived right after him swung its weapon and latched onto Mogus. Seeing this, Uwasa twisted his body and vanished into the air.
"Watch out!" Mogus warned.
Splat! A spray of blood burst through the air as a sharp Space Blade sliced open Darian Nightblade's left waist. The two Orc Totem Shamans, knowing that Clear Sky Miles could no longer be maintained, followed close behind. The Totem Poles in their hands, wrapped in enhancement spells, were already swinging down.
"Run!" Mogus still wanted to retreat with Darian Nightblade.
Boom! Empowered by the spells, the Orc Overlords directly crushed Mogus until he could barely breathe. The suppression of both numbers and strength left Mogus with no possibility of fighting back.
Veins bulged