The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player - Chapter 63 (Part 2)
Chapter 63: Vigilance (Part 2)
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A swarm of players who spotted a new orc nest hurried to the scene.
“Wow, this one seems larger.”
It surpassed Black Scythe’s raid site by threefold in magnitude.
Just then.
“Choi-eek?”
An orc stationed in a makeshift tent wore a perplexed expression as it blew a horn.
“What’s that?”
“Why does that one have a horn?”
“Could it be calling for other orcs?”
“Perhaps.”
Why do foreboding hunches often prove accurate?
“Choi-ik! Choi-ik!”
“Chwang! Chwang!”
Scores of orcs surged forth from the huts, forming an unbroken line.
Over fifty orcs.
Once the initial shock subsided, the twenty players found themselves enveloped by the horde.
“Whoa… No way…!”
“We’re in trouble…”
The shared expression among the players was unanimous: a mixture of shock and dismay.
This unforeseen surge in orc numbers caught them all off guard, especially in such overwhelming abundance.
“Are you joking? This is why this village seemed larger…”
“Never imagined there’d be this many…”
Their earlier complacency had backfired.
United by their numbers, they felt a sense of security, but it was only momentarily.
“Uh, what’s the plan?”
“Damn it, what other choice do we have? We fight for our lives!”
However, the orc misread the players’ edgy demeanor and took it as a threat, responding with a resounding roar.
“Choi-iiiiik!”
This signal triggered a frenzied charge from the orc horde.
“Damn, they’re coming!”
“They’re just a bunch of young orcs; nothing to fear!”
“Let’s take them down!”
With determination burning in their voices, players faced the oncoming orc onslaught.
The clash of weapons echoed as they deflected or evaded the orcs’ swinging axes.
“What’s going on with these guys? They’re not that skilled.”
“Their attacks aren’t that swift, either.”
Despite the axes carrying considerable force, the players managed to parry them.
Seeing a glimmer of opportunity, players retaliated.
The sound of weapons piercing orc flesh echoed in the air.
But there was a twist.
“Huh?”
“Why isn’t the blade coming out?”
Their muscles held onto the blade with a vice-like grip, defying release.
In a surge of anger, an orc swung its axe.
Swoosh-!
“Kwak!”
The sharp impact resonated as a player collapsed, shoulder crushed.
Other orcs, quick to react, raised their axes again.
Thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk!
“AAAAAAHHHH!”
The agony of severed ankles and shattered kneecaps forced cries of pain.
“Damn it, F*uck! You monstrous!”
Though players stood their ground, the orcs’ resilience proved greater than anticipated.
Despite weapons piercing them, pulling them proved challenging due to the density of orc muscles.
Thwack! Thud!
“Crack!”
“Urgh!”
The difference in resilience pushed players back, despite their efforts.
While they managed to slay a few, new orcs surged forth without hesitation.
Over time, the number of fallen players steadily grew.
Those who tumbled to the ground became prime targets for the orcs, treated like cuts of meat.
Thwack, thud, thud, thud!
“Sa-save me…”
Their slow attack speed and lack and skills were true, but even with such axe skills, killing a single human posed no challenge.
“Sh-shit… To fall to orcs like this…”
“Augh, didn’t think orcs could be this organized…”
Despite the vow to stay vigilant, they had unwittingly underestimated the situation.
Believing that orcs were simply soloable foes. Is the quest saying that they need to kill 300 orcs per player made them think it’s easy?
It might be too late, but now their perspective had done an abrupt 180-degree turn.
Facing them one-on-one might have been better, but their sheer numbers turned the situation dire.
“Choi-iiiiik!”
“Choi-iiiiik!”
The orcs threw their arms up, celebrating their apparent victory.
It didn’t take long for the group of twenty players to meet their downfall.
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Ryu Min, who had been leading, suddenly cast a glance backward.
“Moments ago, there were around twenty following me. Now, they’ve vanished.”
Ryu Min wasn’t known for his empathy toward others.
He was only mildly concerned because the puppies that were following him were suddenly nowhere in sight.
“Well, I shouldn’t sweat over it. As long as they don’t stir up trouble with those massive orc camps they should be fine.”
Ordinarily, it was wise to steer clear of orc strongholds.
They were sizeable and, with a single blast of the horn, more than fifty orcs would gather swiftly.
“Such nests usually have over two hundred orcs. Twenty players would hardly do any damage.”
This is why dealing with orcs was tricky.
They formed packs and their unity was strong.
“It’s worth noting that individually, orcs are tough too.”
Due to their distinct muscle density compared to humans, pulling a blade from them won’t be easy.
Their tenacity was admirable; minor scratches weren’t enough to break their spirit.
“That’s why orcs need to be taken down in one swift move, targeting their most vulnerable spot, the neck.”
Saying this, Ryu Min checked the ongoing quest’s progress.
[Time Left Until Round Ends: 08:59:22]
About an hour had flown by.
“An hour should yield a decent outcome.”
Ryu Min had reason to be at ease.
He’d already wrapped up the main quest.
[Main Quest Progress: Orcs 300/300]
[Entire Area]
└ Participants: 77,310,228
└ Achievers: 1/19,327,557
[Specific Area C-ESKS007]
└ Participants: 4,844
└ Achievers: 1/1,211
Seeing the achievers’ stats, he realized he was the sole person to have completed the quest.
Not just in that specific area, but across the entire region.
“First place is locked in for now… Should I head over to support Min Juri?”
Ryu Min activated his tracking skill.
He knew Min Juri’s face and Nickname, so locating her wasn’t a challenge.
[Target ‘Min Juri’ located.]
[Currently 1,691m away.]
[To track the target, follow the arrow ahead.]
Without hesitation, Ryu Min set off.
In his wake, lay numerous orc corpses, their bodies and heads lying separate.
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