A Conspiracy

Yveta and the others bypassed five Ghost Armors and charged directly towards the five dancing Ogres by the Dark River.

However, these five Ogres also had companions protecting them.

Black Wolf was the first to leap onto an Ogre's shoulder, plunging a greatsword directly into its skull, causing brain matter to splatter everywhere.

As an Ogre beside him tried to grab him, he instantly spun around and chopped off its hands with the greatsword. He then drew a dagger from his waist and plunged it into the neck of the Ogre to his left, finishing it off.

Having passed four trials, the Demon Hunter's physical speed and agility were far beyond those of ordinary people.

Not to mention that these Ogres had already been severely wounded by Yveta's magic.

Thus, the Demon Hunter was practically displaying violent aesthetics as he charged into the Ogre horde, cleanly killing two Ogres and crippling one.

The Old Witch also raised two mithril swords, like two rapidly spinning helicopter blades. The tips of the swords traced elegant and complex arcs, each strike precisely severing the ligaments of the Ogre Warriors. One cut after another, like a slow knife, leaving countless wounds on the Ogres, causing them to die in fear and pain.

Amidst the Witch's slaughter, the Ogres were all chilled by this cold and terrifying Witch.

The Witch's killing speed was not as fast as Black Wolf's, but her dazzling array of blades flashed before your eyes, shrouding you in fear and dread before death. It would have been better to be killed by Black Wolf in one blow.

Leili and Yveta's combat records were similar.

After all, Leili was just an ordinary warrior. He was fighting an Ogre and was even at a slight disadvantage.

As for Yveta, he was fighting an Ogre with a short sword. Damn it, his swordsmanship...

It's better not to mention it.

It was something that didn't exist, so it couldn't be described.

Yveta had originally planned to rely on brute force to crush the Ogre before him, but unexpectedly, he was crushed in terms of strength.

The Ogre opposite him swung a wooden club with great force, while he wildly swung his short sword, a complete mess.

Soon, he was in a predicament, frantically dodging the wooden club being smashed at him.

The Ogre opposite him felt like it was winning the more it fought, and it even got cocky. "I'm going to eat you."

Damn it.

This guy was getting arrogant, he was planning to run away earlier.

Yveta glanced around and saw no one could support him, so he raised his right hand. The Ring of Desire on his little finger flashed with a strange light.

Then, the Ogre, which felt like it was winning, had its eyes turn vacant.

It struggled for a moment, but soon its mind was controlled by the spell.

It was even smoother than when he had used Charm Curse to control that human before.

Yveta used the unseen connection to command the Ogre to raise its hand, and it actually raised its hand.

Then, he ordered the Ogre to stand on the humans' side and protect them.

The next moment, the Ogre suddenly smashed towards Yveta's back. The Ghost Armor that was originally behind Yveta was completely disintegrated by the Ogre's smash, and a part of its breastplate was severely deformed.

Yveta's spine chilled.

He hadn't even noticed that a Ghost Armor had been lurking behind him.

The situation just now was extremely dangerous!

He saw Black Wolf rushing towards him. Black Wolf had clearly also noticed the danger just now.

Black Wolf blocked the swords of two Ghost Armors and forced them back. "Your Highness, I apologize. I forgot this is your first battle."

"I should have stayed by your side to protect you. I was so focused on killing the five Ogre Priests that I neglected to protect you."

Yveta said, "Fortunately, I controlled an Ogre in advance."

Black Wolf turned back very seriously. "Your Highness. You are already excellent. This is your first battle, and you have already severely wounded twenty-one Ogres."

"Next, I will stay by your side. You will command the Ogre you control to kill those five Priests."

Yveta nodded and gave this order to the Ogre he controlled.

That Ogre immediately charged towards the five Priests, while the other Ogres were already being held back by the Old Witch.

The five Ghost Armors were once again blocked by Black Wolf and Leili.

The five Priests were maintaining their Ghost summoning state, dancing and unable to stop. As a result, one of them was immediately smashed to death by the Ogre controlled by Yveta.

It was clear that the Ogres' defeat was imminent.

Yveta had originally wanted to use Damage Curse, but on the other side, the Old Witch had also finished off the Ogre Warriors and was heading towards the Ogre Priests.

It didn't take long before these Ogre Priests were all killed by the Old Witch and the Ogre controlled by Yveta.

Soon, the corpses of twenty Ogres lay on the ground, and the Ghost Armors also fell apart and landed on the ground.

Green blood filled the ground.

This was the blood of the enemies of humanity.

Yveta sat on a rock, panting slightly, to calm the excitement and nervousness of his first battle.

He checked his devilish power. Basically, Charm Curse had only consumed one-third of the devilish power Odin had given him.

His problem now was that he had too few spells he could cast, not too little devilish power.

It was time for him to learn some sword techniques as well.

The Old Witch kicked the corpse of the Ogre that had insulted her into the water, while Black Wolf rescued Branton from the barbecue grill.

Their injuries were not severe.

The Old Witch had only injured her left hand when the Ogre hit her, and Black Wolf had some sword wounds from the Ghost Armors.

Leili and Yveta had not sustained many injuries.

Branton, having narrowly escaped death, thanked Yveta and the others for their help. He had thought he was going to be barbecued by the Ogre.

After apologizing to Yveta for his reckless actions, he began to search for his sister, Sharon. "Where is my sister?"

"Sharon, where are you!"

"The Ogre is dead, Sharon, where are you!"

Receiving no response, Branton grew increasingly anxious, his voice laced with sorrow.

Yveta walked around the area where the Ogre had been stationed.

There were many corpses on the ground.

However, he noticed that the bones of these bodies did not seem to be human. They looked more like sheep's bones.

Yveta's pupils contracted sharply. "Black Wolf..."

"Leili, you two, confirm the origin of these remains."

Black Wolf came over and took a look. "Most of them are sheep and dog carcasses. There are a small number of adult human remains, with some linen clothing around. I estimate these adults might have been refugees."

Black Wolf looked at Yveta. "Your Highness, you are different from before. Your guess is correct. The reason these Ogres did not charge onto the surface to eat people is because someone was raising them."

Yveta quickly thought of many possibilities: a noble's conspiracy, Baron Moro raising Ogres.

With so many Ogres in the Moro Baron Territory, the Baron couldn't possibly not have noticed.

But that didn't make sense.

Could a human noble truly control these unruly, violent, and foolish Ogres?

Besides, with the way Ogres eat, a mere Baron would be eaten dry within days.

What was his motive for raising these Ogres?

Could it be that precisely because he couldn't afford to feed them, he fed his own daughter to the Ogres?

Yveta said to Black Wolf, "Check for the remains of any young girls. This is getting more complicated."

The Old Witch suddenly stood by the river. "Your Majesty, you might be in for a windfall. I've found the Ogre's treasure trove! It's in the river! It's a good thing I threw the body in earlier, or I wouldn't have found it!"