Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

In the sky, a chaotic clash occurred within the ominous dark clouds, with orcs, elves, humans, and their mounts falling relentlessly, resulting in shapeless masses of crushed flesh upon impact on the ground.

Blood mixed with shredded flesh fell with a squelching sound, merging into a muddy mess with the earth beneath.

In the midst of this bloody downpour, orcs mounted various vehicles and landed aggressively.

Ji Chen watched this scene, suppressing any surprise in his heart, and turned to say to Tian Shu and the others, “Don’t stray too far from me.”

Tian Shu and his group nodded hurriedly, running to stay within ten meters of Ji Chen, demonstrating their commitment through actions.

Their position was on the far left of this coastline, not as strategically significant as the middle, so there were fewer orcs attacking here. Still, there were hundreds of orc landing boats, and even two towering savage behemoths.

It seemed that a large group of werewolves were landing here, accompanied by hundreds of wolf-headed shamans wielding bizarre artifacts. Among them, there were even over a dozen heroic units.

Savage werewolves, Tier 5,1-star.

Wolf Shaman, Tier 5, 3-star.

Kodo Beast, Tier 5, 6-star.

This was a divine war!

The quality of troops in ancient times was extremely high, with groups of Tier 4 or 5 troops and heroic units scattered everywhere.

Soon, several landing boats were the first to land, and on board were werewolves with cruel and cold smiles on their faces.

Their eyes glittered with cruelty, a bloodthirsty and disdainful aura emanating from them. It was as if the humans standing in front of them were nothing more than weak and defenseless creatures, and the ferocious and bloodthirsty atmosphere rushed over.

Tian Shu’s group involuntarily hesitated, and the painful memories of being torn apart by these werewolves came flooding back. Their hearts were suddenly in turmoil.

However, when they saw the Islanders standing in front of them, they inexplicably felt a sense of reassurance.

This time, with the Islanders joining the battle, things would surely be different!

No need for more words, the battle was about to begin.

But it was overwhelmingly one-sided.

The Naga Guardians swung their bone blades and single-handedly blocked several charging savage werewolves. With their superior Tier and level, they easily slew them one by one.

The Naga Guardians formed an indestructible line of defense. With their advantages in tier and level, the werewolves were no match.

Savage behemoths landed, and seawater poured off their bodies, trembling the ground with their heavy footsteps. A foul odor emanated from their huge mouths, with bits of broken flesh still stuck between their teeth, making Tian Shu’s group’s eyelids twitch.

They had never encountered a savage behemoth landing before, let alone two of them, perhaps Ji Chen’s intervention had made the Demon Hunters return empty-handed, altering the course of the instance.

A figure suddenly darted out and charged towards one of the behemoths.

It was… Anina!

Anina crouched down like a hunting leopard and dashed forward. With a slight dodge, she easily evaded the behemoth’s bite, and with agile footwork, she reached its side. As she passed, she swung her greatsword.

Rip—

A two-meter-long wound appeared on the behemoth’s left front leg, blood gushing out like a torrent, revealing bone.

The orc rider hastily reined in his mount. However, he had already lost sight of Anina. Just as confusion began to cloud his thoughts, a mocking voice echoed from behind.

“Hey there, were you looking for me?”

A shiver ran down his spine as he attempted to draw the dagger from his side. Yet, as his hand extended halfway, he suddenly felt his gaze plummet. He saw a headless body slumped lifelessly on the saddle.

Is that… me?

After decapitating the orc rider, Anina leaped onto the behemoth’s head and plunged her greatsword straight down.

Roar—

The behemoth’s eyes rolled back, and it collapsed weakly.

Anina swiftly and cleanly killed one of the behemoths, greatly reducing the pressure on the defense line and boosting morale. The other behemoth, which arrived late, was blown up by Herald with a lightning bolt, leaving it crispy.

Savage werewolves and wolf shamans continued to land in their boats, but they couldn’t break through and left one corpse after another on the shore, staining the sea red.

Realizing the situation on this side, the orcs quickly adjusted their tactics, and a wave of powerful tauren came to support.

Tauren had always been a dominant tribe among orcs, not only were they strong and powerful, but they also had towering figures that ordinary humans and elves couldn’t handle. However, today, they encountered their match – the robust Naga Guardians.

The minotaur charged fiercely with an iron axe in hand, while the Naga guards showed no weakness, wielding their bone blades with skill. Both were fifth-tier combatants, but the Naga guards possessed more formidable bloodlines and benefited from the Heradurian traits, significantly enhancing their combat prowess. After only seven or eight rounds, the Naga guards found an opening in the minotaur’s defense, and with a swift strike, they tore through his abdomen with their bone blades. Seizing the opportunity while he writhed in pain, they swiftly decapitated him.

On average, for every Naga guard lost, the minotaurs suffered three or four casualties, creating a staggering disparity in their combat losses that would strike fear into the hearts of ordinary armies.

However, this era belonged to the gods, and the fervor of their followers towards the divine was beyond imagination.

More minotaurs rushed in small boats, fighting with reckless abandon.

As they witnessed the ferocity of the orcs, the members of the Tian Shu group were filled with trepidation. If it were only them here, they would likely have been overrun by the minotaurs long ago.

At this moment, Tian Shu looked around with some confusion. Where had the Blue Dragon Blood Murlocs that wielded tridents gone?

The Blue Dragon Blood Murloc had already quietly submerged in the sea. Upon receiving the order, they quickly surfaced beneath the orc landing boats, creating several large holes in the hulls, causing the orcs above to fall into the water, where they struggled and cursed.

The ocean was their domain.

The Blue Dragon Blood Murlocs swiftly located their targets and acted decisively.

Facing attacks from below the water, the orcs, who were not adept swimmers, suffered greatly. They were impaled by tridents and drowned alive, while the orcs on other boats could only watch as their comrades fell into the water, one by one, and met their deaths.

The events here were soon reported back to the orc command post by scouts flying in the air.

At the center of the orc fleet, there was a massive warship resembling a hill, serving as the command post for the orcs.

Individual orc reconnaissance riders mounted on their steeds descended or took flight, transmitting battlefield information back and relaying orders. Inside a tent on the deck.

A pale-skinned orc sat on a throne made of skulls, holding a sharpened blade. He was the grand chieftain of this orc army and the commander of this landing operation, known as Ayuug.

Ayuug was one of the few orcs with exceptional leadership abilities, and it was precisely because of this that he gained the favor of the savage deity and became the commander of a million-strong orc army.

At this moment, he was receiving battlefield reports from scouts and making continuous adjustments to the orc army’s attack based on the information.

A giant bat rider returned hastily and reported what he had seen.

“The 58th position on the left bank is heavily blocked. Three thousand Barbaric Wolfman warriors and two thousand Minotaurs have been stopped, and the Nagas are the ones blocking them. We also noticed that some mutated fishmen are attacking our landing ships from below the water!”

Ayuug furrowed his brow and hoarsely said, “Are you certain that you saw the Sea Tribes participating in this battle?”

The giant bat rider affirmed, “I indeed saw a group of Nagas guarding the coastline, and there were even a few Sea Tribe heroes among them who killed two of our Barbaric Behemoths.”

Ayuug erupted in anger.

“Damn it! The demons were telling the truth. But didn’t we already make a deal with the Sea Tribes to keep them out of this war?

Sure enough, just when we were on the verge of victory, those cowards hiding in the sea couldn’t stay still any longer!

Send my orders. If we encounter the Sea Tribes, they are to be slaughtered without mercy!

Dispatch three more Barbaric Wolfman battalions and two Minotaur battalions. Also, send a Thousand-Pierced Wyvern battalion to support the attack on position 58.. We must seize that beachhead!”