Gaburos and his orc warriors reacted extremely quickly, leaping out of the courtyard one after another. But the flames were everywhere, from the sky to the ground. No matter how fast the orc warriors reacted, they could not outrun the spread of the fire.
The moment they jumped outside, the gasoline and diesel on their feet ignited. The orcs burned by the flames immediately roared in fury.
Second-tier orc warriors had not yet reached the point where their bodies could ignore fire, so they were still burned. Even the third-tier Gaburos could not shatter the flames with the power in his body. He could only release a faint white protective layer to isolate himself from the Rain of Fire. But he was the only third-tier warrior capable of this; his subordinates were still second-tier and could not learn the ability.
Listening to the screams of his subordinates around him, Gaburos was enraged. He smashed through the nursing home wall with a single slash and returned to the courtyard, intending to kill the dozen or so elderly people. But by the time he went inside, they were already engulfed in flames.
Gaburos wanted to stop the spatial-temporal scroll from continuing to spray fuel, but the scroll had already burned away. Only a spatial-temporal crack remained in the air, still continuously spewing oil.
"Damn it~!" Gaburos leaped onto the second floor of the building and looked around. In that instant, he was stunned.
His army of fifty thousand orcs was entirely trapped in a sea of fire. Countless orc warriors howled and screamed as they burned, running about in every direction. Yet within several kilometers, flames were everywhere. Even the sky was on fire. There was nowhere to escape.
"Roar~!"
A dragon's roar suddenly came from the sky. Gaburos looked up to