Is this really a Game?!

"Argh!"

Bam!

Bodies fly off as Tank had used his [ Wrecking Ball ] to mark the beginning of the battle, 3 orcs were completely crushed underneath his body while many more were blown off by the impact of his attack. A dome suddenly appears 1 meter around him as he takes his scythe out to fight. He was currently standing near the middle of the 200-strong orc army.

Szzzz

Lightning flickered around as orcs died without being able to even defend against the attack, only the elites could somewhat block the attacks and survive the onslaught that Reign started. Since there were about 60 of Magokur's subordinates here he needed to fight a bit more carefully in order to not cause damage to them.

The orcs that wore a blue cloth on their arm suddenly attack the other orcs as the poor, unassuming orcs were focusing on Reign and the others, the element of surprise worked perfectly as some orcs died without even figuring out what had happened.

Even without the orcs helping them, Reign and the others would be able to defeat the orcs without much trouble, the most important function that these orcs had was that they were posted everywhere in the base and could kill the orcs that Reign and the others missed. With Magokur betraying the orc chieftain and giving Reign and the others the whole plan of the base, the battle was finished before even starting.

At their current level and power Reign and the others didn't fear any enemy that was below level 50, only monsters such as the field bosses and above could pose a threat to them. The orc chieftain was a powerful foe and his power should be the same as a dungeon boss's, even though Reign and the others knew that the battle would be hard, they didn't really fear fighting against him.

The small orc army was outmatched from the beginning, at the very start of the battle about 40 of them died, some due to the attacks of Reign and the others but most died thanks to the betrayal of the other orcs. Now there were only about 100 orcs left to fight, not only did they need to fight against Reign and the others who outmatched them in every aspect, but they needed to go against their own people who had suddenly betrayed them.

"Fight, the ones wearing the blue clothes have betrayed us, killed them!" One of the personal guards of the commander shouted as he swung his sword at one of the orcs closest to him, before his sword could hit however it was blocked by two daggers. Shadow had appeared in front of the orc and smiled warmly at him before kicking him away. The kick was something that the elite orc could have avoided or blocked under normal circumstances, but seeing Shadow's smile made him remember what happened to the assassin just a couple of moments ago, he became almost paralyzed for a moment and Shadow managed to capitalize on that.

"He's mine, go deal with the others," Shadow said without even turning his head, the orcs behind him nod their heads quickly before attacking the other orcs. The elite stared at Shadow as he clenched his sword and attacked.

His attacks were powerful and swift, it was obvious that this orc was not someone to be trifled with, but unfortunately for him, he was simply slower and weaker compared to Shadow. His ability and fighting style was focused on speed and his base agility stat was even higher than Reign's, it was only thanks to Reign's lightning that he was able to move faster than him during battle.

Clink!

Clang!

Shadow still had a carefree expression on his face as he blocked and parried each attack that the orc sent his way, his acidic poison was already starting to deal damage to the blade as small nicks had already formed on the edge.

The orc was able to spot the damage and he knew that he had to do something in order to surprise Shadow, suddenly his body shines a dark hue, not only him but all of the other orcs had now started using their mana in order to fight. The orcs use their skills and abilities to their fullest as multiple explosions happen on the battlefield.

The dark hue covers his sword completely as only a bit was left on his legs and arms, with great speed he rushes towards Shadow. Thanks to him using his skill he was able to move twice as fast as before, still that was not the end as he channeled most of his mana towards his sword, not only was the sword faster and its cutting power was higher, but the dark mana covering it was acting like a saw, even if Shadow manages to block his attacks, mana is not something that could be blocked with weapons and his arms or other parts of the body could get cut.

Clang!

The sword collides with the daggers again but to the orc's surprise, his mana was blocked and couldn't hurt Shadow. Pitch-black mana covered his arms as he was able to defend against the saw-like property of the orc's mana with relative ease.

"Not bad, but you guys really like using mana the same way, it's easy to see through it." Said Shadow before suddenly starting his attack, all of his attacks were aimed at the orc's vital points and the elite struggled to defend against them. Shadow was faster than him and each movement he made was precise and calculated, it didn't take long for the orc to start getting injuries.

The worst part was that his wounds hurt like hell, even a small cut on his shoulder was giving him a huge amount of pain while white smoke was coming out of it. The poison that covered the daggers was not something to be trifled with, Shadow didn't have any powerful skill from his daggers like Reign and the others got from their weapons, but his acidic poison more than made up for it, he could destroy the armor and weapons of his enemies, puncture through thick hide that some bosses had and poison them with a single attack.

The orc was already feeling his strength seeping as the poison started working inside of him, even after he used mana in order to try and suppress the poison, it was too late as it had already entered the bloodstream. With each passing second, the elite was growing weaker and weaker, after a full minute his hands were slashed apart by Shadow and he fell to his knees, deep cuts that revealed the bones could be seen on his arms as the powerless orc finally took a look around him.

Only a meager 10 orcs were left alive, they were fiercely struggling against Wolf and Laura who was using her whip to attack them. The demonic energy that formed the whip would leave deep cuts on the orcs as their flesh burned with demonic flames, even using mana to suppress them was difficult as demonic energy wasn't the same as mana and worked a bit differently.

Another elite was suddenly stabbed from the back, with a fearful gaze the orc looks behind him only to find another elite staring at him with a smile, a blue cloth was tied on his arm and he pulled out the sword. Blood spurted out from the wound as the orc fell down on the ground, his face making an expression of shock and disbelief.

Upon seeing the elite that betrayed them, the captain of the commander's personal guard widened his eyes, if he could move now he would charge in an attempt to kill the traitor, but alas the poison had done its job and he could barely move now.

Shadow comes up to him and with a swift slash, he cuts his throat as blood spurts out. Out of the 60 orcs that had joined Reign and the others, 55 remained, the battle was a short one and they were able to minimize their losses after Reign and the others created mayhem. They all spread out as they try to look for any orcs that had managed to escape or were hiding while Reign and the others continue forward, only one area remained the chieftain's quarters.

…

Magokur's vision was blurry as he gazed at the corpse of his enemy, blood covered his face and multiple wounds could be seen on his body. The corpses of his five orcs and the abominations lie behind him as he holds his hammer proudly. The battle against the shaman went as expected, without the majority of his experiments, the shaman was simply not a match to Magokur, even after the latter had secretly improved and mastered a couple of offensive and defensive spells.

Still, at his core, the shaman was a support type that would only shine during group battles and simply had no way to defend against Magokur in the end. Half of his body was gone, smashed to pieces by Magokur's hammer as the latter went all out against him.

He was still surprised as he never imagined that the shaman would manage to wound him as he did, he had to admit that he underestimated the bastard a bit, if not for him improving as well and getting some items from Reign and the others, this battle might have become a bit too close. He slowly walked away as he went towards the chieftain's quarters, even though he knew that Reign and the others didn't need any help, he still wanted to try and catch up to them, at the very least he wanted to witness the final moments of the chieftain with his own two eyes.