Chapter 444

A pale yellow spore, tens of meters in diameter, was shattered in mid-air, and viscous liquid poured down on it.

The hard stone was dissolved, but miraculously, the Orcs were unharmed, charging forward while treading on the slime.

"A unique bacterium, harmless to Orcs, but extremely powerful; a single shot can level an entire position."

Yuki lowered his fist. This was where the biggest difference between the two races lay. Without him, the humans would have no chance of stopping them; the Orcs could shatter their defenses with a single shot.

Cheers erupted from the ground; the Yuki in the air was a totem, a source of confidence.

"Hold on! Lord Rod is watching us!"

"Quick, strip the equipment off the corpses, change your gear, and keep fighting!"

Their morale remained Incandescence. While they had previously relied on some clever tactics, now that they were facing the orcs head-on, they realized that the Orcs were not so formidable after all.

The Heart of the Frost Goddess has a freezing effect on creatures below the Transcendental Grade level, which has finally bridged some of the gap in physical abilities. Giant Spore Cannon can be blocked, and Orcs warriors are killed by Yuki as soon as they show their faces.

Under various conditions, the two sides fought fiercely and evenly.

A war of attrition? That's certainly the best tactic you can come up with.

Yuki could feel the watchful eyes on him. They were using cannon fodder to test his strength and deplete his energy. Even the strongest epic-level player could only be one person. If they were to go and capture the flag, not to mention whether they could do it, humanity would be instantly crushed.

This is tantamount to using one's life to keep him tied down here; it's simple and brutal, leaving little room for scheming.

How many casualties have there been?

"Seven hundred men, and our equipment and medicine supplies are almost gone." Slott's urgent voice came through the communicator. This balance of power was just an illusion; the difference in strength between the two sides was too great.

Orcs can grow in a few months, while humans need more than ten years. In addition, with so little time, there is not enough equipment to be made, so most people have to fight bare-handed.

In hand-to-hand combat alone, five humans couldn't defeat one Orcs.

Scavenging equipment from corpses and charging into enemy lines to self-destruct is arduous, but it's a necessary path to training. Yuki wouldn't risk fighting against thousands single-handedly.

"Then let's retreat."

"Retreat? Where to retreat to? Behind us is the Polar Plains; there's no terrain to offer any cover."

"Retreat wherever you want, just conceal your movements and fight as you retreat."

"And what about you? Will you cover the rear?"

No, I want to wait.

Waiting? Waiting for what?

Slott was covered in sweat when he suddenly realized something: Yuki didn't care about their lives because they weren't the only human settlement. Even if they were all wiped out, Yuki wouldn't suffer much loss.

But it's too late to realize this now; he can only trust Yuki, he has to trust Yuki.

At that moment, a blizzard swept in, engulfing both sides in the fierce battle. Slott breathed a sigh of relief; at least Yuki was willing to provide cover.

"Withdraw! Forget about the supplies, just get out of here!"

"Let's go, let's go."

Courage plummeted from its peak, and humanity retreated in a chaotic manner, only able to take the wounded. Explosions echoed everywhere, and those who remained knew what fate awaited them in the hands of the Orcs, so they swiftly took their own lives, refusing to become breeding grounds for the Orcs.

This disheveled appearance was then sent back to the rear via data link.

"Ha, I told you these rats couldn't hold out. I don't know where they got their equipment, but there are less than a thousand armed men." Gangbad stood up excitedly, his eyes reddening at the thought of so many of his brothers dying.

The human's allies were very strong, so strong that even the Giant Spore Cannon couldn't figure them out. Fortunately, the Orcs never intended to kill them.

This was merely a ploy to discourage Yuki. Rats are everywhere on the continent; with some effort, they can always be found. And surely a strong person like him wouldn't risk exhaustion and death to act as a babysitter.

"But He still intervened to cover them; all the cubs that entered the black mist have vanished without a trace." Another Orcs, more composed, analyzed, "So it doesn't seem like He's abandoning these rats."

"Go around it, cross the mountains and you'll reach the Polar Plains. How can a rat with only two legs escape a chariot's hunt? Kill a few more people, and this monster should retreat." Gangbad tugged at the fur on its head, furious and without a second thought.

"Chase after them from the fortress, climb to the top of the hill, switch your ammunition to control spores, and fire a shot at those humans. Just one hit is enough."

It realized that these humans were fearless heroes, and that spores needed living organisms; a pile of scraps of meat wouldn't last long, so it had to be dealt with.

"Aren't you afraid your allies will ambush the Beastmaster?" Leibad, known as a strategist, could deduce several possibilities.

"We're afraid, but if He wanted to launch a full-scale attack, He would have done it already. We also have two Steel Fortress. Don't forget our mission is to hunt. With these few thousand rats, we can produce tens of thousands of offspring in a few months. Maybe we can even join the Great Game."

Gangbad was captivated by the magnificent vision, and with a violent tremor, the massive fortress rumbled forward, looking like a giant spider.

Leibad didn't try to persuade him any further, because the Beast King had also decided to go all in and sent out hundreds of highly mobile combat vehicles.

Those vehicles, resembling off-road motorcycles, each carrying three fiercely battling Orcs, moved through the mountains as if on flat ground, spaced a dozen meters apart, like small boats climbing the peaks, bypassing the snow-covered area from both sides.

Moving at incredible speed, and without the cover of the mountains, the humans crawling across the wilderness were extremely conspicuous; even if their legs left afterimages, they could not escape.

If they cluster together, they become prime targets for the spore cannons; if they scatter, how can they escape the onslaught of these mad tanks?

"Not stupid at all. It seems they've figured out I don't have any large-scale destructive capabilities."

Yuki in the Eternal Night, Yuki watched the motorcycles covering the mountains and fields. He was not Frieren, nor did he have the ability to inflict large-scale damage. Cutting them down one by one would not only result in some escaping, but would also consume his energy.

If I'm exhausted, the Orcs and the players behind me wouldn't mind killing an epic-level player.

Epic-level players are a treasure trove; anyone would try to take advantage of the opportunity. Yuki glanced at the crowd in the wilderness. Slott hadn't broken up the group, presumably thinking that if they stayed together, they could get Yuki's cover.

It's a dead end. The Beast King's side is still on high alert, and a direct assault has a low success rate. I can't hold off this group of people either, and even if I manage to rescue a few hundred, it will be meaningless.

Yuki stroked his chin, seemingly unconcerned about the urgency of the battle. He could see the humans teetering on the brink of collapse, their newly gathered fighting spirit broken. If it weren't for Slott and the captains' forceful control, they would have already crumbled on the spot and fled for their lives.

The massive Steel Fortress, spewing white steam, has reached the mountaintop. Eight mechanical claws Piercer the rock, firmly securing this mobile castle. At its center, a rough, enormous, and pitch-black cannon muzzle is slowly moving.

This single shot would be devastating for humans, and then it would be time for a pleasant hunt, with the Orcs on motorcycles throwing out iron chains and dense nets to capture them like livestock.

Potential needs time to be realized; this war was never going to be won.

Orcs are essentially a group of mechanized infantry, while humans wear tattered, newly made clothes. As for the Beastmaster's additional measures, they are understandable.

The Great Game is a pure Dark Forest; since humanity has the power to resist, it must perish.

"Unfortunately, war is not a one-on-one duel in a ring, nor is it a card game."

Yuki remained unfazed, looking up at the gray sky. As if in response to his gaze, a deafening the Roar suddenly erupted from there.

Roar--

Like a thunderclap from a clear sky, the chaotic battlefield and the shouting Orcs on the chariots fell silent. They all looked up and saw a colossal creature appear from the sky.

It was a dragon, a giant dragon with scarlet scales, over a hundred meters long, and six steel wings. Its tyrannical head was covered with countless eyes, looking down at the earth like a king.

The tanks looked like toys to it, the Steel Fortress were just larger toys, and the chaotic scene on the ground made it open its huge mouth.

"Abdulas Annihilation Seeker! What's going on here!?" The Beast King instantly stood up, feeling every nerve trembling.

This six-winged Magical Beasts is incredibly powerful. Its name comes from the fact that it flies around everywhere and eagerly intervenes in any battle it sees. Generally speaking, it only appears in the core battlefield and the Inner Ring Battlefield, which are just ruins on the edge of the world and have never appeared in any records.

The Beast King's brain suddenly lost its ability to think. Wherever the Annihilation Seeker appeared, it meant rivers of blood. On the contrary, Li Qing and the others around it became active.

"An epic-level monster, I understand. The Monster Race is characterized by its individual strength and rarity."

"What a coincidence? Could it be that one of the players invited them?"

"That's impossible! He's a human helper, how could he be associated with the Monster Race? Could it be a collaboration between players from both sides?"

"No, not to mention that the Monster Race players' assistance is definitely weak and they can't possibly have command authority, don't forget hint 2, players cannot communicate with each other."

My mind was filled with doubt. If it were that easy for players to team up, they would have gone to Yuki long ago. Wouldn't it be better to stick with an epic-level player?

In this instance, race is the main character. Just as they cannot influence the Beastmaster's decisions, players assigned to the Monster Race are even less likely to do so.

Despite the doubts, at this moment, one thing is certain:

Abdulas appeared above the battlefield, looking down at the dumbfounded ants, and enthusiastically bestowed destruction. His first choice, of course, was the highest, largest, and most obvious Steel Fortress.

Whoosh-- Boom!!!

A crimson laser beam appeared, like a blade from the heavens, and blasted towards the unprepared Steel Fortress. The intense energy spread out, leaving an energy cross hundreds of meters high in the air.

The mountain range shattered, collapsing like building blocks with a thunderous roar. The shockwave formed a wall of air that swept across everything within a radius of tens of kilometers.

The chariots flew like pieces of paper, and before the bewildered Orcs warriors could even figure out what was happening, they were torn to pieces by the energy impact. The Annihilation Seeker looked up and saw two large toys reflected in hundreds of eyes in the distance.

"Epic power, enough for me to fight with all my might."

Yuki Conceal Presence, observing the somewhat exaggerated destructive power without the slightest thought of challenging it.

It wasn't that he dared not, but that there was no need; the entire plan flashed through his mind, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

It's incredibly complex, so complex that it requires precise calculations of racial characteristics, control of the intensity of combat, and even the timing of its own attacks. Otherwise, if this monster were to directly confront it, the Orcs would be grinning from ear to ear.

Orcs are furious and fierce, possessing the most conspicuous Steel Fortress; humans are small, but adept at concealment and survival.

The moment the Annihilation Seeker appeared, Slott didn't waste a moment. He immediately disbanded the team, and everyone hid on the spot. This was a core skill that had kept humanity alive to this day; no race knew better than them how to hide under the noses of those in power.

The plan was simple: create an intense battlefield to make the Orcs take real action, like the main characters on a stage. From a psychological perspective, when a butcher walks in, the first thing he notices is the main character in the center of the stage.

During the preparation phase, Yuki contacted Frieren, and to avoid being discovered, sent only the simplest of commands:

Here are the coordinates; let the most ferocious Magical Beasts go there.

Yes, Frieren can't interfere with any of the monsters' decisions, but she can lead the way.

"If we have to pinpoint an element of cheating, then it's that our four factions and one squad just happened to exploit the bug in prompt 2."

Yuki gazed upon death, destruction, and doubt, he received Frieren's reply.

"Phew, I don't have to be shredded into meat anymore."

It's equally simple, but this plan comes with huge risks. If the Annihilation Seeker make a wasted trip to Frieren, it would be disastrous. But Yuki, the master chef, has the reins, so the chances of that happening are extremely slim.

Hope everything goes smoothly.

Yuki breathed a sigh of relief and seized the opportunity to ask, "Is there anything urgent that you need my help with? Do you have any important intelligence about the Monster Race?"

"It's hard to explain in a short time. I'll give you some coordinates, and we can talk again another time."

Yuki received the coordinates, which were in the distant Inner Ring Battlefield. He didn't ask any further questions, since Frieren was in the middle of battle.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Countless beams of light shot out from the dense array of eyes, Light Rain covering the earth, followed by a barrage of fireballs.

The Orcs hunting party collapsed on the spot, as if an ancient behemoth had suddenly appeared behind a skilled hunter. How could they possibly hunt anymore? Watching the Orcs flee in terror, this was exactly what Yuki had expected.

Orcs are characterized by bullying the weak and fearing the strong. They are extremely cruel to humans and tremble with fear when facing truly superior races. But with their entire race here, they have nowhere to run.

Two enormous yellow spheres hurtled through the air, and the dragon raised its head, unleashing a second crimson beam of light.

Boom--

The two energies collided above the mountain range, forming a massive energy sphere that flattened everything it touched, creating a basin. The remaining pus swelled wildly in the air, like a giant net binding the Magical Beasts.

Space distorted, Hundred Eyes shot out jet-black beams of light, like some kind of spatial cutting skill, instantly tearing the giant net apart. Then, the Magical Beasts flashed and appeared dozens of kilometers away.

Yuki followed over the scattered corpses and severed arms, and saw that the fortress on the hilltop was nothing but broken ruins. The charred corpses were emitting wisps of smoke, and the once solid rocks were now powdery, as if he were walking on a beach.

Wow, the six gods have combined!

He peered out and saw that the two Steel Fortress were linked together. As they moved, they formed a pale yellow defensive light curtain and fired a hail of shells.

Some are caused by tracking explosions, some by extensive corrosion, and others by mycelial connections resembling a dense network.

The 'Annihilation Seeker' Abdulas circled the castle, occasionally spitting out bursts of destructive lasers. Yuki also noticed a fire meteor falling, and upon closer inspection, he realized there was a small figure on the dragon's back.

Frieren was of course going to join the battle, specifically to annihilate the Orcs chariots outside the light barrier. The Reincarnation Game was quite 'fair'; if Frieren came alone, she wouldn't even be enough to fill a gap in their teeth, but standing on the back of the Annihilation Seeker, she could unleash her full power.

This is the second objective of the plan: Frieren can both gain reputation and collect rewards. The stronger she becomes and the closer her relationship with the Magical Beasts, the more useful she will be in the future.

"It seems to be working well." Yuki heard the excited dragon roars. Abdulas obviously very excited. Such a perfect sandbag is hard to find. He should give credit to the woman on his back.

It relentlessly unleashed destruction, annihilating everything outside the protective shield. Its enormous dragon body flickered incessantly in the sky, and the laser beams sweeping back and forth were no less numerous than a barrage of bullets.

It swooped down, swept across, and the protective shield of the spatial blade, tens of meters long, flickered before suddenly rising. A thin, black breath Piercer through it, and with just a light touch, it split dozens of messy buildings in two.

The Orcs were also fighting desperately, tracking the spores and blocking them from both sides. Once the dragon slowed down, they would unleash a barrage of artillery fire. Yuki saw Frieren's defensive magic rising and falling. Although this thing could not block many attacks, his attitude was good. He had actually developed a certain tacit understanding with Abdulas.

But an epic-level monster cannot defeat a mid-level race.

Yuki had already predicted the outcome. The characteristics of the Monster Race are varied and unpredictable. This Annihilation Seeker seemed willful, just unleashing a barrage of attacks with all its might, without any intention of annihilating the Orcs.

"He's playing, and when he's done, he'll leave. That's for the best."

The third objective, annihilating the Orcs, can only be achieved by himself, because he wants the reward.

Time passed second by second, and the battlefield situation confirmed his judgment. Abdulas flew slower and slower, and his attacks gradually became less effective. At this moment, several silver flashes broke through the gray night sky.

Flying sword?