Orc Commander

The Orc Hero, though immensely strong, owed its power to enhancements derived from its own Mana.

At this moment, Chen Feng unleashed his Northern Darkness Divine Skill at full power. The Orc Hero, already severely wounded, could no longer resist. Its body slowly began to weaken.

Conversely, Chen Feng felt a surge of immense power flowing into his body through his arms. Even though the Northern Darkness Divine Skill was constantly converting this energy, a significant amount still overflowed from his acupoints, dissipating into the air.

As time passed, the Northern Darkness True Qi within Chen Feng grew stronger, and the absorption rate increased. The tall Orc Hero seemed to shrink, its skin turning a sickly green, its body withering.

Chen Feng knew the Orc Hero had begun to degenerate. This was the perfect time to strike; if he waited until it fully devolved, his 1000 points would be reduced to a mere 100.

Just as Chen Feng prepared to kill the Orc Hero, a dangerous signal flashed through his mind.

Chen Feng decisively released the Orc Hero and retreated rapidly.

The instant Chen Feng moved, a colossal axe descended from the sky, cleaving the Orc Hero in two. Had Chen Feng not moved, he would have met the same fate.

Seeing the flying axe land gently on the ground after killing the Orc Hero, Chen Feng's expression turned grim.

This indicated that the thrower possessed absolute mastery over their strength, wasting not a single ounce of power. Otherwise, an axe thrown from such a distance would have undoubtedly left a massive crater in the ground.

At this point, the Orcs surrounding Chen Feng fell to their knees in fear. A figure far larger than the Orc Hero was rapidly approaching.

An Orc Commander!!!

Upon thinking of this name, Chen Feng turned and fled. He had only managed to defeat an Orc Hero through a clever tactic. If he were caught by the Commander, death would be certain.

His master-level Lingbo Weibu pushed Chen Feng's speed to its limit. Even after hiding in the dense forest, the sense of danger within him did not abate.

He decided that upon returning, he would spend 10,000 points on Xiaoyao Yufeng to select a dedicated movement technique for travel.

Suddenly, a chill ran down Chen Feng's spine. Disregarding everything else, he dropped to the ground in an "evil dog pouncing" stance, pressing his body as close to the earth as possible.

A massive axe whizzed past Chen Feng's back, spinning as it went. After a wide arc, it flew back into the hands of a colossal Orc.

After an indeterminate amount of time, when Chen Feng finally felt safe, he slowly got up. The surrounding scene stunned him.

All the trees had been cut in half. Not far to his right, several furry snowmen were also bisected, their blood pooling on the ground.

Chen Feng was certain that if he hadn't dropped down in time, he would have suffered the same fate as the snowmen.

Even so, a thin gash had been opened on Chen Feng's back, and blood stained his clothes.

Originally, Chen Feng had considered whether he could absorb the energy of a few more Heroes to enhance himself and then test his strength against the Commander.

Now, that foolish thought had vanished. A tenfold increase in points did not equate to tenfold strength; this was a difference of entirely different magnitudes.

He quickly ran to the sea, rested briefly, and then immediately began running south along the coastline.

This Orc siege was led by four Commanders. If Baqi City lacked corresponding experts, this mission was doomed to fail.

After running along the coast for a while, Chen Feng found the bundle he had hidden, containing hundreds of Orc Warrior fangs.

This somewhat improved his mood. Carrying the bundle, he hurried towards Baqi City.

Exiting Woma Forest, Chen Feng immediately followed the river south. It wasn't until dawn broke that he breathed a sigh of relief and sat in a large tree to rest.

"Roar!" Just as he began to rest, Chen Feng heard an Orc's roar, followed by a blood-covered Orc charging out of the nearby forest.

Before it could run a few steps, a fireball flew out from the forest, striking the Orc directly in the back. It was sent flying to a spot not far from Chen Feng, where it struggled for a few moments before falling silent.

"Hahaha, Boss is awesome! Another two Merits are in the bag." A voice Chen Feng somewhat recognized came from the forest. Then, a figure clad in light armor ran out, a small dagger in hand, heading towards the Orc's corpse.

Nikalim rushed forward excitedly, preparing to extract the Orc's fangs. After all, England's Number One Great Guild, the Knights of the Round Table, had organized many people to farm normal difficulty Legend of Mir.

He had the good fortune to be assigned to the same projected world as the nephew of the Seventh Knight. If he could serve him well this time, he might be able to secure a better job in reality.

As soon as he emerged, Nikalim saw Chen Feng resting nearby. However, he didn't recognize him, as everyone entering this world wore simple cloth clothes, and Chen Feng's face was unremarkable.

He paid it no mind at first, simply going to the Orc's corpse to retrieve the two fangs. Just as he was about to turn, the bundle next to Chen Feng caught his attention.

During their clearing of Orcs, they had encountered Orcs carrying bundles containing decent accessories and supplies.

Chen Feng's current condition was quite poor; his cloth clothes were stained with blood, and his face was etched with exhaustion.

Nikalim glanced at the approaching crowd from the forest and suddenly had a mischievous thought. He slowly approached Chen Feng and cautiously asked, "You don't look too well. Do you need any help?"

"Scram!!!" Chen Feng glanced at the person he had taught a lesson to in Baqi City before.

!!!!

The familiar voice instantly brought back Nikalim's memories of the encounter from a few days prior. However, he knew he was no match for the man. He immediately retreated a few steps and shouted loudly, "Boss, hurry! I've encountered the guy who took the special quest to advance the world!!!"

Hearing Nikalim's voice, the group immediately rushed over. Furthermore, figures could be seen emerging from the forest towards them. Soon, twenty to thirty people surrounded Chen Feng.

"Are you sure, Nikalim?" A moment later, a person wearing Western mage robes but wielding a wooden sword approached Nikalim and asked.

"That's right, Boss. I wouldn't mistake him. He's the one who attacked me in Baqi City two days ago. He refused to reveal his name, so he must be one of those Great Korean people!"

Upon hearing Nikalim's words, the mage slowly walked up to Chen Feng and arrogantly said, "If you reveal your ID now and prove you are not that Gao Li person, then the matter of you assaulting my subordinate can be considered settled. After all, every combatant is precious now. We need to pool all our strength to overcome this elite-level world."

"Scram!!!" Chen Feng didn't even lift his eyelids as he replied.