Chapter 244 Samiel Vs. Ork Horde (2)



Samiel decided to ignore the goblins because they were inconsequential and turned his attention back to the orks, which were still eager to fight even despite the disparity across their strength.

For the orkkind the escape from the battle was as good as death because, in their Kulture, it was the highest sort of taboo...

Escaping from the enemy was unacceptable.

And at the same time, it was pretty ironic because the stronger the orks were, the more they valued their life and especially the Legendary Level greenskins would often commit the taboo, but nobody would be foolish enough to reprimand Legendary Level Ork.

Suddenly several cracks in the space appeared around Samiel as he was conjuring 5th Level Spells Void Bombs which then were shot at the incoming Orks as they blasted them apart.

When the Void Bomb Spells fell onto the incoming ork army or what remained from them, everywhere was the blood and flesh of the orks.

When he started casting the Void Bombs at the orks, they killed the heavy majority of the weaker ones.

Soon enough, only the Silver-Tier Orks remained, while some of the more lucky Bronze-Tier ones were smart enough to dodge or hide from Samiel's powerful Magic.

Void Bombs were strong and powerful spells that were good for the Area of Effect Spell with extra devastating effects when used against a huge number of enemies. Just a few of them were enough to kill hundreds of them easily.

Now he looked at the Silver-Tier ones that were preparing to engage him in the close combat department, as he used Nuclear Void Mana Control Method to boost up his physique, rushing towards the Silver-Tier orks with his newly conjured Ice Trident.

Appearing in front of the Silver-Tier Orks, he blasted them apart with the Level 3 Winter Ruler, freezing them to ice statues and with a single slash of his ice trident, he shattered them into countless bloody red ice pieces.

Meanwhile, he was disposed of 5 Silver-Tier Orks, the other twenty were rushing at him with a ferocious glint of his eyes.

Samiel had to admit that their foolishness or bravery deserved some sort of respect, but he just grinned at the incoming Ork Professionals as he cast several spells of the Winter Magic simultaneously.

In real-time, the Orks started freezing while still alive and none of them could defend against the overwhelming ice powers of Samiel Zentaur.

[Proficiency with the Level 3 Ultimate Ability Winter Ruler has been increased by 1%.]

[Proficiency with the Level 3 Ultimate Ability Winter Ruler has been increased by 1%.]

[Proficiency with the Winter Magic has been increased by 1%.]

[Proficiency with the Winter Magic has been increased by 1%.]

[Proficiency with the Winter Magic has been increased by 1%.]

He got notifications from the Akashic Records about the increasement in proficiency with the WInter Ruler and Winter Magic at the same time. Meanwhile, he was getting notifications about this; the orks were being frozen to death in a real-time.

"And the scraps of them are already escaping... goblins are gone and the rest is dying due to the frost."

He muttered because the temperature in the surroundings was enough to kill even a low-Tier Professional in under a few minutes in this place... such dangerous was this place from his usage of Winter Magic.

"It was a nice experience to slaughter an entire army of orks... I wonder how this would affect the development on the 1st Floor."

He looked at the frozen statues of orks that were all around here while the injured ones were also being dead on the ground.

Additionally, with his superior eyesight, he could see that the goblins that were escaping from this place were also not escaping because they were killed by the overwhelming frost and coldness of the entire enviroment.

Most of them were just Iron-Tier creatures, so they couldn't really resist against the frost.

He collected all of their souls before he departed from the place as he used Nuclear Void Mana Control Technique to increase his speed as he soon arrived at the small plateau where Yvraine was reading her Magic Tome.

"I can see that you are done... it was way faster than I anticipated."

She stated with a giggle, teasing him a little bit, but Samiel didn't fall for her provocations as he just smiled at her.

"Naturally... I am strongest."

Samiel grinned as he heard a clap of the Magic Tome, which she closed, signifying that she wanted to leave this place already.

Yvraine scoffed at him mildly when she saw that ever-arrogant expression on his face once again, but she didn't say anything.

She just nudged him to teleport them to the 3rd Floor because she could clearly see that his Mana reserves were okey and he could still execute the Rift to the 3rd Floor without a problem.

Due to Samiel's racial characteristics, he had tremendous Mana reserves; even teleporting across the Tower's Floors was relatively easy for him.

While teleportation across them drained his reserves a bit, but his regeneration capabilities were tremendous and he was quickly in top-notch conditions after testing a few minutes.

"What am I to you? Personal teleporter?"

He asked jokingly as he used Rift to create a portal to the Zephystrand... but the moment he tried to conjure a portal, suddenly he was blocked by the wards of the city.

This was something new, but understandable, that the cities of the Nesser Dynasty would be warded against random teleportation.

However, Samiel was surprised that they were protected even against unique means like Samiel's.

"I can't open the Rift to the Zephystrand... could you please do something about the Wards?"

Samiel asked as he closed the unsuccessfully opened Rift to the Zephystrand as she looked at him.

"Can't do... control of the Wards is in the hands of the Patriarch of the Daragan Family and some of their remembers, so I cannot open it or whatever... it would be best to open the Rift somewhere in the outskirts of the Zephystrand City and we will go the rest on foot."

She answered as he annoyedly opened the Rift to the outskirts of the Zephystrand; as both of them disappeared from the 1st Floor of the Tower.

Meanwhile, they were leaving, in the far distance, thousands upon thousand kilometers away from their position, one of the Orkish Klans that were living on the 1st Floor of the Tower got the news that one of their armies was wiped out in a place that was near the Lizardmen territory.

Hence, they immediately assumed that the Lizardmen were behind that.

So in their anger, the orks gathered their forces and ordered a march on the Lizardmen, that were mainly neutral in the conflicts among the orks.

Every action has its adequate reaction.