Chapter 255 - 255 Chapter 255

255 Chapter 25Commander Lars alone tilted the battle into their favor as he destroyed every single foe that dared to face him head on. Sakh’arran was having a headache on how to deal with the strong warrior that was tearing their battle line apart, he knew that even he is no much for that warrior. He made some arrangements and sent a message to Zaraki the Black to lead the Drakhars and entangle with the enemy infantry through their right flank and force them to focus on them to lessen the pressure from the Rakshas. He also sent the Verakhs into the fray as they freely shot their foes as they hid behind their allies and sent a request for the two shamans to join the battle.

Arkagarr soon noticed the strong aura that was lingering in their left flank and saw Commander Lars tearing their formation apart as he defeated one Raksha after another who turned to face him. Out of nowhere, a lightning bolt appeared out of nowhere which sent the strong Ereian tumbling back as he evaded the arc of electricity that was clearly meant for him.

Commander Lars stood up and started searching for the one who was responsible for the sudden attack, he had nagging feeling that he was being targeted which forced him to jump back as a precaution and right on cue another lightning bolt appeared and struck where he was at before. Before he could land, the place where he was about to land at was covered with sharpened roots that was pointing towards the sky. He gave out a snort of annoyance and sent a blade of his battle energy towards the spikes and shattered them to pieces, as soon as he landed, an enormous root busted out of the ground which forced him back once again.

“Who!?” he shouted as he endured the pain in his torso that was hit by the enormous roots that broke out of the ground. His battle energy that he was using as an armor wavered a bit but soon stabilized as he circulated his battle energy throughout his body. He scanned his surroundings and he finally realized that he was a distance away from the battlefield and he knew that without his presence, his soldiers were no match for the fighting prowess of the orcs.

He channeled his battle energy towards his feet and was about to charge back towards the battlefield when multiple lightning bolts started raining down towards him along with withered looking roots that were snaking its way above ground which covered the path that he was about to take. Commander Lars was forced back a few meters as he evaded the rain of electricity as he had to plan of receiving one head on if he can avoid it, the shower of lightning kicked dust and sand up into the air and impeded the vision of the old commander.

When the dust and sand finally cleared, Commander Lars saw two frail looking orcs who were staring at him. He didn’t know why but he felt a bit threatened by the presence of the two which he couldn’t understand since with his Eight Realm of Power, no one should be able to stand against him or so he thought.

Orcs are blessed with the innate strength to contest against warriors who are at the Sixth Realm of Power and the two who were standing in front of him weren’t just orcs but also shamans who are capable of using spells and by the surge of mana that they are emitting, they are more or less equal to that of a mage in the Fifth Circle of Magic.

Commander Lars felt that he was about to have another headache as the two orcs who were confronting him were not easy to deal with. The real equivalent of a shaman amongst humans was a battlemage who was both a warrior and a mage but their were only few battlemages that ever existed in the history of Azgalor which make them one of the rarest among those who can be fielded in a battlefield.

Streaks of lighting bolt came once again which forced Commander Lars to be on the defensive as roots from the ground bounded his legs. He started thickening the layer of battle energy that was covering his body as he sent blades of battle energy towards the lightning bolts that were aimed at him. Loud explosions echoed in the distance; the grains of sand were sent flying everywhere.

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Knowing that the two shamans would surely entangle with him and stall him, Commander Lars opted to evade them and hurry towards the battlefield to bail out his soldiers. If he was facing only a single shaman at the same level as the two, he was confident that he would defeat him but against two of them at the same time, there is no hope in besting them. A figure covered in bluish light streaked towards the battlefield as bolts of lightning and roots chased after him.

When the Ereian Commander reached the battlefield after escaping the range of the two shamans, he found his soldiers in shambles as there were giant creatures pummeling them to the ground. He didn’t know where did the ogres came from but he knew that the battle was no longer in their favor.

“Retreat! Back to the city!” he shouted as loud as he could as he charged towards the orcs and ogres to prevent them from chasing his soldiers as they retreat. He tackled an ogre with full speed and successfully made it fall down to the ground but that wasn’t enough to seriously injure the enormous creature as it quickly got up to its feet and shouted angrily at him. Commander Lars had no plans on being entangled with the angry ogre as he dashed around the battlefield to rescue more of his soldiers.

Sounds of explosions reached the ears of the old commander and as he shifted his gaze towards the source of the sound.

“Shit!” he can’t help but curse out loud as the two shamans started attacking his retreating soldiers. Gritting his teeth in frustration, he charged towards the two shamans to prevent them from slaughtering his retreating soldiers.

The situation took a drastic change as this time it was Hekoth and Gunn who were avoiding a direct confrontation against the frustrated commander who was doing everything he can to saved his soldiers. Seeing that their foes were retreating, the Rakshas started chasing after them, the Drakhars and Skallsers also did the same which further increased the frustration of the poor Commander Lars.