Two Supremes Under One Roof, a Double Blessing!

Most were ordinary two-star to three-star Plague Followers, along with one-star to two-star elite Plague Priests.

They were generally between levels five and seven.

There was a vast difference in numbers between the two sides.

But Shen Xing's side had the advantage in top-tier combat power.

"Gorehowl, Hellscream, what tactics do you think we should use in this situation?" Shen Xing put this important question to his two generals.

The two orcs exchanged a glance, both realizing that their lord was testing them.

"My lord, I suggest that I act as bait first, luring the enemies out in batches so we can defeat them one by one," Hellscream said steadily.

Gorehowl, on the other hand, was itching for a fight. "Boss, the monsters in this village aren't strong. They just have more numbers."

"I say we charge straight in and catch them off guard!"

Their tactical styles were completely different, and both had some merit.

Shen Xing fell silent for a moment. "All right, we'll charge straight in. Gorehowl, you'll lead the attack."

Gorehowl: "?"

He was a little surprised. He hadn't expected the lord, who always preferred to play it safe, to take his suggestion.

"Caution is for survival, but always playing it safe will only make us miss many opportunities."

Seeing what he was thinking, Shen Xing chuckled and explained, "A competent general must know how to advance while remaining cautious."

"As long as we can ensure our side's survival rate, we should strike when it's time to strike. Only then can we grow stronger with every battle."

Gorehowl nodded, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Beside him, Hellscream's shoulders trembled, and the blue mark between his brows shone with the light of wisdom. Who knew what he had understood this time?

"In the coming battle, you can both go all out."

Shen Xing looked at the two of them and said meaningfully, "And whoever kills more enemies, I'll advance him to chief rank first."

Hearing that promise, Gorehowl's eyes immediately reddened, fierce fighting spirit flashing in them!

The two generals led the orc army toward the entrance to Plague Village, brimming with menace.

A few days ago, they had been chased by the monsters inside and could only flee in disarray.

This time, they would take back everything they had lost.

Uh... though they hadn't really lost anything.

But never mind that. As long as they went waaaagh, that was all that mattered!

Chapter 27: Two Supremes Under One Roof, a Double Blessing!

Not far from Plague Village was a field of scattered rocks.

A figure in a white dress of coarse cloth stood atop a boulder, her bearing ethereal as she gazed toward the village entrance.

"Oh... it looks like someone got to Plague Village before us."

Xia Wanyin closed her eyes, carefully sensing the other party's aura. "It's Spark, the one we met at Blackwater River last time."

"I remember he was only a level-four novice lord, and his only troop was a one-star elite orc."

"There are several two-star elite monsters in this village. With such a huge gap in strength, how does he dare set his sights on it?"

Looking worried, she turned to the side and said, "Xiao Guang, keep an eye on things. If something happens over there, see if you can save him."

Beside her, a light elf archer turned his head and gave a small nod with his head made of elemental energy.

Meanwhile, at the entrance to Plague Village.

A group of hunched Plague Followers in black robes knelt on the ground, praying ceaselessly to a mysterious statue.

"Thud, thud... thud, thud..."

The dull sound of footsteps approached.

The Plague Followers turned to look and saw a group of green-skinned orcs walking toward them, weapons in hand.

The orc in the lead rode a huge gray wolf and wielded a long-handled battle-axe, radiating killing intent.

In the middle of the group, a human sitting in a wheelchair carried a lantern, with several skeletons following behind him.

It was the fellow who had killed the Dark Vulture a few days ago, and he actually dared come back!

"Ha... kill them!"

A Plague Priest in the crowd flew into a rage and waved his staff.

All the Plague Followers lunged at them as if they had gone mad!

A dense aura of plague swept toward them, making even the soul flames in the eye sockets of several skeletal archers flicker.

"Hmph, a bunch of pathetic weaklings!"

Gorehowl looked disdainfully at the charging Plague Followers and snorted. "Today I'll show the boss who the territory's greatest general really is!"

"Wolf riders, charge!"

A red light surged from his body, and his momentum soared!

A bloody glow enveloped the four paws of the wolf beneath him, and it became a streak of crimson lightning, racing toward the enemy!

The distance between the two sides rapidly closed.

One hundred meters.

Fifty meters.

Thirty meters.

Gorehowl could already picture himself slaughtering enemies in every direction and stealing the show before his lord!

Just then, he suddenly heard the rush of wind overhead.

Immediately afterward, a massive green shadow plummeted from the sky like a meteor!

"Boom!!!"

A tremendous explosion echoed for several kilometers around, throwing dust and debris dozens of meters into the air!

When the dust settled, a crater twenty to thirty meters across had appeared on the spot.

Hellscream stood with his knees slightly bent, steam rising from his back.

All around him lay severed enemy limbs.

At least a dozen Plague Followers had been blasted to pieces by that attack.

The king descended from the heavens, furious and ferocious!

Gorehowl: "???"

"Hellscream, you cheated!" Gorehowl shouted angrily. "Those monsters were supposed to be mine!"

Hellscream ignored him and activated Wind Walk, looking perfectly at ease.

Then he charged into the enemy ranks like a wild beast!

Pfft! Pfft, pfft!

His double-edged axe traced one deadly arc after another. Flesh tore and severed limbs flew everywhere.

At this rate, he was about to slaughter all the remaining Plague Followers by himself.

"Roar! Bastard, don't think you can hog all the credit!"

Gorehowl panicked and hurriedly urged his wolf to use its skill.

-Running Wolf Charge!

A streak of crimson lightning flashed into the enemy ranks.

His long-handled battle-axe was like a life-reaping scythe. Its immense force, combined with the momentum of the charge, sliced Plague Priest after Plague Priest in half at the waist.

Gorehowl roared as he and Hellscream fought madly over the remaining kills.

Two three-star elite troops, both of whom had undergone Life-Sacrifice Evolution two or three times, were facing these followers. It was a completely one-sided slaughter.

The other orcs also joined the battle, iron axes in hand.

Shen Xing pushed his wheelchair forward, leading the skeletal archers in a steady advance and occasionally firing a volley or two of arrows.

The battle itself was a complete rout.

He had kept his head down and built up his strength for so many days.

If he couldn't crush them, wouldn't all that effort have been for nothing?

Even so, the monsters in Plague Village were quite strong, especially the Plague Priests among them.

One raised his bone staff, the plague aura around him churning as he chanted an ancient incantation.

"????...??????????!!!"

A black Plague Hurricane appeared in an instant, growing larger and larger!

It advanced on the orc army with the force to sweep away everything in its path.

If they were caught in it, given the defenses of those ordinary orcs, they would probably suffer heavy losses.

Just then, a double-edged battle-axe came flying like a meteor and struck its target in an instant!

And then, that was the end of it.

From Hellscream, who had comprehended a new skill form, the axe strike carried all his strength. It split him in two and killed him on the spot!

"As expected of the strongest fighter under my command, Hellscream has the potential to become a great emperor."

Shen Xing offered his assessment while reclining leisurely in his wheelchair.

Meanwhile, compared with Hellscream, who moved nimbly and kept racking up kills,

Gorehowl's face had turned red with frustration.

Watching the gap between them continue to widen, he could only frantically urge his mount to go faster, until the wolf beneath him was foaming at the mouth from exhaustion.

He was getting desperate, he was getting desperate!

"Roar! I won't lose! Gorehowl is the strongest!"

Gorehowl bellowed, his eyes turning blood red as a surge of blood energy rose from him.

The blood energy then seemed to ignite, turning into crimson flames that soared into the sky and engulfed both orc and wolf.

At that moment, his aura surged wildly, and waves of destructive force swept outward like a tide.