Genius Corpse-Collecting Warrior - Chapter 155

High Orc (1)

“Ingaaaaaan!”

A half-naked orc rushed towards me.

He is two heads taller and larger than most men. Green skin that is wet and shiny with sweat.

The guy raised the clunky sword high and slashed. It was literally as if a rock could be split apart.

In front of him.

“Kill and eat! “Ingan kkogi is delicious!”

“Plague.”

Dallen let out a light sigh and swung his spear.

Kwajangchang!

The thick and wide oak greatsword shatters. At the same time, thin solid lines were drawn on his wrists and waist.

Clap!

The orc’s two hands and upper body falling to the ground together with the broken sword fragments falling.

“Ingan…Kkogi…”

Even though it was flying below the waist and spilling its internal organs, its red, bloodshot gaze did not leave its prey.

The missing wrist continues to wave in the air, and blood and saliva flow between the fangs.

Dallen swung his spear once more and cut off his head. The orc finally stopped struggling.

It was the last of dozens of orc corpses lying nearby.

“Whew. Today is already the fourth time. “Where does it keep popping up like this?”

Lucia approached, wiping the blood from the sword. Her armor and hair were already covered in blood and flesh.

The appearance of the rest of the group was also not particularly different.

Since they got up in the morning and set off, the number of orcs they have defeated has reached nearly three hundred.

What was even more surprising was that the sun wasn’t even overhead yet.

Based on my experience over the past few days, there will probably be five or six more attacks before I fall asleep.

“It’s already been three days since I lost my horse. “Are we on the right track?”

Bjorn asked, wiping the blood from his beard. Dallen nodded.

This was his first time visiting the World’s Tooth Mountains, but unlike other places, he didn’t have to worry about getting lost.

Even though the size of the mountain range has become dozens of times larger than in the game, the way to find your way around has not changed much.

“Orcs are getting bigger and bigger. “It’s proof that we’re on the right track.”

“I don’t understand. “What does that mean?”

“The Tooth Mountains of the world are a land where orcs thrive. “The deeper we go, the bigger the orcs become, and at the same time, they get closer to the territory of the high orc tribes.”

“for a moment. Then, our destination is…”

The dwarf’s face turned slightly pale. Dallen shrugged his shoulders and answered.

“It’s in the territory of the High Orcs. “Didn’t you tell me before we left?”

“Of course I thought it was all a joke. “Hi Ork, aren’t those fighting fanatics the kind of people that don’t have enough courage to avoid them!”

That’s such a fuss. I recognized him from the time he was said to be scared of the forest, but in a strange way, he was a scared dwarf.

And yet, they don’t care about homemade explosives being exploded right in front of their noses.

Thinking that there was a difference between extraordinary and half-crazy, Dallon shook off the spear and walked away.

***

The party naturally left the battlefield and moved. After losing his horse due to repeated attacks by the Orcs, his means of transportation became his two strong legs again.

In fact, there was no significant difference in speed itself. The terrain of the mountain range was so rugged that even a trained war horse was only half a burden.

“Are they that evil of a race?”

Did I still have questions? While walking for a while, Akasha quietly whispered to the dwarf.

“I don’t know if we should call them evil… but at least they are a threatening species. “Not only are they superior in size and strength to ordinary orcs, but they are also an extremely warlike race by nature.”

“He’s so belligerent…it might be a good time to take a bite.”

“ok…?”

Bjorn, feeling a chill down his spine for some reason, turned his head. Looking at him were eyes that were both curious and greedy.

“Oh, it’s nothing special. “When my godfather was educating me, he said that I could eat as much as I wanted if it was a non-intelligent animal at the level of a cow or a pig, and especially if it was an evil entity.”

“…….”

The boy’s eyes were purely terrifying. Only then did the dwarf realize the meaning of the question.

The meaning was not immediately understood because the specifications of the species themselves were different.

The young dragon’s question from the beginning was ‘Dangerous and evil guys? The message was, ‘Is this the type that can be eaten?’

The person who taught me that training is probably a bartender who is hard at work cleaning glasses in the crow’s nest right now.

While the dwarf’s complexion turned pale as he felt fear imprinted at the genetic level for the first time in a long time, Lucia, who was walking next to him, joined the conversation.

“Akasha. High Orcs are a race of people who are more intelligent and can communicate much better than other Orcs. “We also have trade relations with the Kingdom of Spata.”

“Then can we consider it to be a sub-human level intelligence?”

“yes. Although it is unique in that it likes fighting very much. Anyway, the godfather probably didn’t think of the high orcs as prey.”

“It’s a shame. I was wondering if I could try a new type of food… but it’s okay. “My mother’s cooking is definitely a delicacy that is hard to find even at the Dragon God’s table.”

“…Ugh. “He’s very good at telling people who he resembles.”

The boy is smiling brightly and flattering him, and Lucia is stroking his head while laughing as if she is dumbfounded.

Dallen followed the lead, finding his way through the series of conversations.

The change in the Orc’s physique was the clearest evidence that things were going well, but it wasn’t the only way to find the way.

The sharp mountain peaks in the distance at the foot of the rugged, twisted mountain were another landmark.

[Are you going to the sanctuary of the High Orcs?]

The question of the true dragon rising from within. Dallen nodded.

‘That’s right.’

Are we guessing as quickly as we have lived?

As Jeokchang said, his destination was the sanctuary of the High Orcs between the mountain peaks.

Among High Orcs, it is a sacred place known to contain the spirits of their ancestors, and at the same time, it is the residence of the Warchief, the ruler of all Orcs.

The ending of the episode where Dallon survived until the end of the episode for the first time and witnessed a large-scale invasion of evil spirits was right there.

‘Still, I guess I can get this body rather easily.’

The only problem is that the road to get there is rough and the ability hurdle to obtain qualifications is high.

As long as you have sufficient skills, the corpses in the sanctuary are not that difficult to obtain.

As Lucia said, High Orcs are intelligent beings who can communicate. Of course, he was a fighting fanatic and simple-minded, but that also meant that he was less likely to be tainted by evil.

Unlike other corpses, which could only be recovered after defeating all the tricks of the warlocks, in order to enter the sanctuary, you only need to be recognized by the High Orcs for qualifications.

With the power that Dallan has now, he could have qualified by sparring a few times.

Plus, he even knew how to win the favor of the High Orcs in the beginning…

Rustle.

“stop.”

At that time, the grass shook far away. Dallen stopped in place and raised his hands.

Then the orcs, who realized that the ambush had been discovered, appeared from the grass, drooling.

“Hehehe I got caught! Fight!”

“The Ingan that came this far is strong! “Strong twine is delicious!”

“fight! twine! Fight! eat!”

“Guwaaaa!”

Shouts and yells with slurred pronunciation. When I looked back, they had already surrounded and surrounded the road the group had passed.

“It’s a little more than before. “About a hundred of them.”

Lucia said, pulling out her sword. I didn’t feel any tension or fear.

As we got used to raids, we got used to it, and there was no way we wouldn’t have noticed such a clumsy ambush at the level of the party in the first place.

I just decided that it would save time to just sweep away and go straight when I hit one, rather than trying to avoid them one by one and twisting my way around them.

Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss….

Holy power rose along her sword body, and Bjorn took out a bunch of round grenades and wrapped them around his waist.

It was the moment when the boy’s black eyes turned yellow and the air around him became cold.

[Attack.]

A voice echoes through the valley.

At the same time, a rain of javelins flew from somewhere and struck the formation of the Orcs surrounding the party.

Burbubbubbuk!

“Aaaah! “That!”

“They are here! “They are the ones who drew pictures!”

“Run, run…!”

In an instant, double-digit casualties occurred. The orcs immediately began to run away as if they had lost their spirits.

It’s a strange phenomenon that people who normally don’t give a shit no matter how many people die become demoralized by just one hail of a javelin.

‘As expected.’

Dallen, who was looking at the scene, lightly placed his hand on his belt and heightened his senses even more.

In fact, he had already been scanning the surroundings one by one for a long time.

The reason we did not respond immediately when the enemies jumped out was because we were half expecting this barrage of javelins.

The 15 orcs approaching from all directions were clearly capable of easily slaughtering up to a hundred orcs.

“Don’t let anyone live! “It’s hunting time!”

Huge hunters jumped out with shouts.

At first glance, it looked similar to other orcs, but its 3-meter-long body had white tattoos that could not be found on other orcs.

“Save me!”

“It’s impossible to become a twister like this…keaaaaaa!”

The High Orcs who jumped into the green wave immediately began cutting down Orcs that were several times larger than themselves.

Every time the 2-meter long sword is lightly swung, green waves break and blood and internal organs scatter.

The one-sided battle ended quickly.

Under the air filled with the strong smell of blood.

The only ones alive were about fifteen high orcs and four of Dallen’s party.

“…….”

There was a subtle tension in the silence. It was the atmosphere that would normally be created if 3 meter tall giants covered in blood surrounded the area.

Unlike other orcs, even though they know they can communicate, they are reluctant to step forward.

Dallen took his hands off his belt and walked away.

“What’s going on?”

One of the high orcs said. He was the biggest one and had the most tattoos.

Dallen scratched his chin and spoke indifferently.

“Let’s get some food.”

“Dallen?”

Lucia asked him what he was talking about, and Bjorn put his hand to the grenade pin with the double wick turned on.

Only the boy tilted his head and tried to understand this conversation.

In front of him, the High Orc captain made a subtle expression, looked Dallen up and down, and opened his mouth.

“Okay, good!” “Eat and go!”

The faces of the group were colored with astonishment at the exciting answer.

It passed the inspection.

***

[It’s fascinating. High Orcs must be a race famous for being warlike among mortals.]

Red Spear in the image quietly admired.

[Is saying eating rice a kind of key? I don’t know how you did it, but it looks like you’ve experienced their culture before.]

‘I guess so.’

[Still, it’s still surprising. Since ancient times, there has been a joke that this race throws javelins instead of greeting people… Oh, so does that make sense?]

…What is this dragon called ?

Leaving behind a rather dramatic encounter and negotiation, the party left the scene of the massacre and headed toward the High Orc village.

Contrary to the first impression that appeared after creating a sea of blood, the High Orcs were fairly easy-to-communicate opponents.

“Rice is important. “You have to eat to use your muscles and brain power!”

“High orcs are smart because they eat well. “It looks like Bisil and Dddaebbo are not smart!”

“Look at this warrior Qinggu here! “Don’t you think this guy has a good head?”

In addition, he was also a quiet talker.

“Why on earth do you think I’m not smart?”

“If your muscles are weak, blood will not flow to your head!”

“what? Are your muscles weak? Are you insulting the dwarf’s body now?”

“Dwarfs are short! If you are short, your heart is also small! The heart is also a muscle! “If your muscles are weak, blood won’t go to your head!”

“…Unbelievable.”

Bjorn, who was persuaded despite the mixed arguments, looked depressed and lagged behind the group.

“Qinggu has a strong body! “My muscles are like stones!”

“No, it’s like steel! “I’m sure your brain will be as good as steel!”

“Is this kid your son? You don’t seem to be an ordinary human! “I will take after my father and become a great warrior!”

Meanwhile, the High Orcs accompanying Dallen were constantly praising him.

I felt like I could feel the dwarf’s unfair gaze on my back, but it was something I couldn’t help.

Muscular, tall, and broad shoulders were an extremely desirable appearance in the High Orc culture.

In addition, all High Orcs were people who were crazy about food and fighting, so greetings like “let’s fight” or “let’s eat” tended to be perceived as great kindness.

In other words, in their eyes, Dallen was a perfect man who was not only handsome, but also had good sense and outstanding ability.

Even though we’ve only known each other for less than a day, I still want to become friends.

‘It’s a race with a lot of subtle naivety.’

It’s just that it’s not well known because it lives in such a remote corner of the continent.

High Orcs were, in some ways, better than other sub-races, including humans.

Because he basically had an extreme antipathy towards the devil, there were instances where he actually received help from them in many episodes.

“They’re all here. “This is the village where our tribe lives.”

After walking for about two hours, the party arrived at the High Orc’s residence.

Although it is not very high, there are stone walls surrounding the entire village and watchtowers rising to a height of about 4 meters.

Two heavily armed High Orc warriors blocked the front door and held out their palms. the warrior asked.

“Why Ingan?”

“I’m a guest! “I said I would go after eating!”

“Good. Feed me well! Pass!”

This time too, it was a free pass.

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