348 Chapter 348: The Demigod appears 2

"A warriors heart… This I respect!" Cyrus said while shaking his head with a sad look on his face. Believe it or not, the life mage did not derive any joy from killing valiant warriors like Berivs.

"For your sake, I will take this fight seriously like my life depends on it…. Now come at me… Young orc chieftain!" Cyrus roared.

Instantly a powerful pillar of golden light descended upon him, creating powerful golden rays of light strong enough to make even Derik instinctively back away. From the pillar of golden light emerged a figure with pure and smooth golden skin with glittering golden eyes and a perfect body shape. At this point, Cyrus was over four meters tall and in his hand was a golden spear that radiated so much divine aura that Berivs could even feel his life force slipping away even though it was directed at him.

"Thank you… Human!" Berivs' let out a final battle cry before dashing straight towards the majestic golden figure fearlessly.

The closer he got the brighter the golden light became and since he was using his life force to strengthen his abilities temporarily he unconsciously began to draw power from Cyrus abundant life force mixed with his aura. Countless cracks appeared all over his body and from it, a pure green aura poured out on his body. At a point, the size of the green beam heading towards Cyrus kept increasing and increasing, until the orcs who had lost hope began to rejoice again.

Berivs was getting stronger!

Normally this could be considered a good thing, but in this case, it wasn't. while the others rejoiced, Berivs lamented as he couldn't stop the constant inflow of life force. His body has reached its saturation point and it was just a matter of time before he explodes.

"If that's the case��� I will take you with me!" Berivs roared as he reached Cyrus and exploded! Creating a massive green mushroom cloud that can be seen from miles away.

"True life path: Supreme being of the heavens" Cyrus muttered as he swung his spear at Berivs

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"He was a valiant warrior… a perfect addition to my collection of undead generals!" Derik said with a vicious smile.

He knew that level of the explosion wouldn't be enough to harm Cyrus so he wasn't really bothered about his safety. At this point he closed his eyes, trying to pull Berivs soul into his domain but he felt nothing. 

No!

"There is something there!" Derik's eyes yanked open abruptly and with a single swing of his arm, he created a strong wind to blow away the residual green aura that was blocking his vision.

Bang!

The orc was dressed in a casual sleeveless green mage robe with a hood draped over his head. The orc had a muscular but lean built, surprisingly he wasn't as buff as the other orcs, his physique was similar to Derik's. His pupils could not be seen since his green aura kept oozing out of every opening in his body, creating a light green mist around him. On his back was a war ax, hanging loosely and most importantly, while looking at this orc, Derik and Cyrus were reminded of the endless seas. They couldn't tell how strong he is, they couldn't tell his limit as well.

"Fortunately… we are yet to know our limit yet… we also get that same feeling whenever we try to gauge our power" a vicious grin bloomed on Derik's face as he took the initiative to approach the figure.

In the overseer's hands was the unconscious Berivs and only after seeing this did Derik understand why he couldn't steal Berivs soul.

It was because the young orc wasn't dead!

Somehow the overseer managed to stop him from detonating himself.

"This young orc really has good luck" Derik laughed lightly. Now he was only a few meters from the overseer

"I know right? He's the most talented youth of my race, whom I intend to keep alive" The overseer didn't miss the disappointment in Derik's eyes but even then, he chose to be friendly.

"You are the overseer, right? The one responsible for this barrier?" Derik's eyes let out a darkish green while he spoke.

In response, the overseer smiled and nodded. Before coming here, it was watching over the battle between the powerless humans with technology against the other main clans of the orc race. To win against these humans, even he a demigod had to get involved, and even with its involvement, they were still at a stalemate. 

It didn't take long before it felt someone attacking its barrier set over the settlement here in the aldemar continent, guessing from the power of the attack, it knew this was not something Berivs and the other chieftains could. It had to cross the endless seas in a matter of minutes just to get here only to see Mol die. The overseer decided to stay hidden for a while longer and observe Derik and Cyrus, hoping to understand what and who they are.

"No gold realm master should be able to wield such power! They must be extraordinary!" It said to itself back then.

As the fight continued, he watched Uram fumble not just once but countless times and at a point, the overseer concluded it would kill her even if she somehow survived the battle. It was only impressed with Berivs fighting spirit and determination, that's why it decided to step in and stop the young orc from throwing his life away.

"I made the right choice when I made you my successor!" The overseer said with a smile while looking at the unconscious Berivs,