Is this really a Game?!

Chaos would be the word best used the describe what was happening throughout the base. After Reign and the others had destroyed the small army that was placed in front of the chieftain's quarters, Magokur's subordinates had all scattered around to join their comrades in order to kill off the other orcs.

Reign and the others had already managed to kill over 200 of them, some were small squads that they found while going through the different areas, but most came from the small army as there were 140 orcs there that served the chieftain.

Less than one hundred orcs were left alive and their numbers were now equal to Magokur's forces, one difference however was that none of them knew that they had been betrayed so far.

Magokur didn't want to leave any chances for his enemies and he instructed his subordinates to make some traps all over the base, the traps were made in haste and recently so none of them were hidden as carefully as they could have been, during all the chaos that the base had gone through the last couple of days, however, nobody managed to spot them.

The traps were of course not activated until Reign and the others attacked, if even one of the traps killed or injured an orc it would cause mayhem in the base and they would definitely figure out that something was wrong.

During all the chaos that resulted from Reign and the others attacking, however, Magokur's subordinates managed to activate most of them. The traps were small and most of the time they weren't deadly, they didn't need to however as they would be used as a distraction most of the time.

Some orcs got hit by one or two arrows from a trap and shouted in pain, the others would become nervous and surprised by what had happened, that was usually enough for Magokur's subordinates to kill them, even if they were outnumbered they would manage to land a couple of hits before their opponent even realized what was happening.

Those kinds of scenes were happening throughout the whole base, orcs would become horrified after finding out that they were not only being attacked but that their own people had also betrayed them and allied themselves to the attackers, only to be killed most of the time.

Of course, some of them managed to survive the attacks, they desperately ran through the base in order to find other groups so that they could warn them of what was happening, most of the time those would get killed by other traps that were placed in the base while some would find a group that they would join.

Still, enough damage had been done, before anyone found out about the betrayal, more than 40 orcs had been killed, and less than 50 of them remained while Magokur's subordinates numbered about 80 at that moment.

The orcs were nervous and even the slightest sound would alert them, it didn't help that everyone was nervous as nobody knew whether the orc next to you was a traitor or not. The battle was already won as the orcs were not only outnumbered but they were also traumatized by what was happening.

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Reign and the others stood in front of a huge wooden door, they could feel a powerful aura from the other side of the 6 meters tall door, just by looking at the size of it, it was more fitting to be called a gate instead of a door.

Tank pushes the door open as he readies his shield, he was ready to defend against any attacks that might be launched their way. Surprisingly nothing of the sort had happened, the other side of the door led them to a wide-open space. Wooden pillars could be seen on each side of the hall as they were used more as a decoration. At the end of the hall was a throne, these were actually not the private quarters of the chieftain, but his throne room.

The quarters were located on the left side of the throne room, but there was no need to go there as they could see a huge figure sitting atop the wooden throne that was decorated with many skulls.

The chieftain of the orcs was about the same size as the commander, his hair was braided and fell back to his shoulders. A pitch-black helmet was on one of his hands while he held a bone glaive with his other hand. His body was covered in black armor and barely showed any of his dark green skin. The armor had slash marks and some dents on it, it was evident that it had been used in many battles before.

In front of the orc chieftain were his 10 personal guards, Reign and the others already knew that one of Magokur's men was in their midst, contrary to other orcs that wore a blue cloth on their arms in order to be recognized, the orc opted for a different tactic that was relayed to Reign and the others.

There was no saying whether the orcs would have found out about their own people betraying them earlier, if they did and the information was brought to the chieftain then the orc wouldn't be able to put a blue cloth on his arm as they would all know that he was a traitor.

The orc did one small thing, the pommel of his blade was dyed orange and Reign and the others were able to spot him the moment they laid their eyes on him and the other guards. His sword was stabbed in the ground in front of him as he held the handle with both hands while waiting for them to arrive. Contrary to the other orcs that were staring at them with hatred he had a calm gaze as he slowly lifted his blade.

"Humans." The chieftain suddenly spoke.

"You have killed my men over and over again, slaughtered hundreds of them ever since you had arrived here, both my commander and vice-commander are missing and now, now you have the audacity to attack my base!" The tone of the chieftain rose with each word as anger was evident in his voice. He lifted his left hand and placed his helmet over his head before slowly rising from the throne.

Reign and the others realized they had underestimated the chieftain a bit as his aura was stronger than what they expected. Still, it wasn't to the point of them being frightened by him, even if he was more powerful the result would still stay the same.

[ Lvl 43 Boss, Azar "The Wicked" ]

Strength: 1??

Agility: 76

Endurance: 11?

Vitality: 1??

Willpower: ??

Spirit: 6?

The stats of the chieftain were definitely higher than any of them expected, thanks to Reign being only 4 levels lower than the boss he was able to see most of his stats using his [ Inspect ] skill. It was obvious that the chieftain was a melee fighter as his physical stats were off the roof, his strength, endurance, and vitality were all above 100 points and even his agility was high.

Reign and the others had faced many enemies before, but none of them were as strong as the monster in front of them, even the bosses on the mountain they went up against during the challenge were weaker, even though their levels were higher.

From what Eldar had told them, the term elites, bosses, and so on was not something that was widely used in the universe as each planet would have its own naming for the different monster ranks. Certain people and monsters were simply stronger compared to others at the same level, the difference could be their class, their abilities, bloodline, and so on.

Because most people knew about games on Earth and how the different ranks of monsters were called, the system simply used that in order to allow them to gauge the strength of their opponents easier.

The boss wasn't just powerful but his speed was also not something that could be underestimated, even Reign only had 5 points more compared to the boss, without his lightning he probably wouldn't be that much faster compared him.

"Whatever your goals might be, I will make sure that they are buried here together with your bodies," Azar speaks with an intimidating voice as he slowly walks from his throne towards them, his personal guards were all ready to fight as they stared at Reign and the others.

The battle was definitely not going to be an easy one, not only was the chieftain incredibly powerful, but he had 10 elites that were going to fight alongside him, well, there were going to be 9 after Magokur's subordinate showed himself during the fight.

"Burry us?" Reign suddenly asks as he looks at Azar who was releasing his mana and using it to pressure them. With a smirk on his face Reign takes a step forward as he looks at the giant orc straight in the eyes before unleashing all of his mana as well.

"I don't think you have the capacity for that big guy."