Chapter 14: Orcish Sword Saint!

　　Abbott soars pleasurably through the air, enjoying the joys of flying in a way he hadn't experienced in his previous life.

　　Onyxia, on the other hand, followed Abbott loyally, frolicking with him from time to time, quite switched up.

　　Just as the man and the dragon were passing through a nearby hilly area, the sound of a fierce fight coming from a crumbling village below attracted Abbott's attention.

　　Abbott looks down and realizes that it turns out to be an elderly orc fighting off a large group of demons on his own.

　　The dilapidated village was already ablaze at this time, and many of the orcs were preparing to make their escape.

　　But their escape path had been blocked by the group of demons, and it looked like they would not be able to escape from the Ascension.

　　Only the older orc battled out.

　　"I'll stop them, you guys go!"

　　After saying that, he drew a fiery red longsword from his back and pointed it at the group of demons.

　　"Hahaha, are the orcs already so unbeatable? Just with you, an old orc, you want to stop us?"

　　A one-eyed demon leading the group approached and raised two man-high open axes.

　　"Stop resisting now and I can still make you my slaves! If you continue to resist, then I will draw out your souls and throw them to the witches to make you wail for a hundred years!"

　　At this point in time, in his opinion, there was no way this orc could have blocked him.

　　In fact, his main goal wasn't to conquer this place either, but he had heard news that there were highly valuable orcs in this remote village!

　　Following his gaze, there were indeed some rare orcs with rabbit and cat ears in the crowd.

　　Such a lovely orc was not only worth money in the Upper Plane, it was also a priceless treasure even in the Endless Abyss.

　　An adult cat-eared orc could fetch a high price of 1,000 soul coins in the black market, while a rabbit-eared one would be double that.

　　If it's a rarer fox orc .....

　　It's more of a price tag!

　　The one-eyed demon couldn't help but get a little exuberant thinking about the massive amount of wealth he was about to get his hands on.

　　The only thing that can stop himself from putting his greedy hands on those cute rabbit-eared and cat-eared orcs now is...

　　The old undead orc in front of me.

　　"How dare you raise your weapon at me, suffer death!"

　　The one-eyed demon's two open axes slashed at the old orc left and right.

　　"Grandpa Will watch out!"

　　Seeing the danger, a female orc with rabbit ears tried to run out, but was stopped by the others from sending her to her death.

　　"Dang!"

　　Unlike the imagined ending, the orc named Will just flicked backward and raised his red longsword up.

　　Such a simple block actually blocked the full force of a strong demon!

　　"Orc Sword Saint?"

　　Abbott took off, and a number of Orc Sword Saints much like him appeared in this Orcish Realm War.

　　Most of them were legendary level powerhouses, and some of the top existences among them could even fight hard against high level demons, or even win.

　　Their greatest strength is not their ability to fight alone, but the fact that they have advanced skills that can turn the tide in large battles all by themselves.

　　Storm of Swords!

　　Moving on to look down below, although the orcish sword saint named Will blocked the blow, it was clear that the aging man had long since lost his strong physique, and stumbled back a few steps himself.

　　The one-eyed demon obviously also recognized that the person in front of him was not a generalist, and immediately commanded his men to surround him.

　　It looked like they wanted to mob the other side to death!

　　"Stupid!"

　　Abbott said.

　　As expected, he only saw that Orc Sword Saint activate the secret method, and his weakened body immediately recovered a bit.

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　　"Demon scum, eat my sword blade storm!"

　　Only the Orc Sword Saint could be seen leaping forward and starting to spin around with his red greatsword in his hand.

　　The Orc Sword Saint utilized his superior swordsmanship to turn him into a blood-colored whirlwind of blades.

　　Wherever the blood-colored whirlwind went, the demons were flying in blood and screaming.

　　Finally, having torn apart the last demon before him, the Orcish Sword Saint stopped, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to his knees, gasping for breath.

　　Only to see the young orc girl with rabbit ears in the crowd rush over and hold him up, crying.

　　"Oooh, Grandpa Will are you okay, I'm going to heal your wounds!"

　　After saying that, a faint green glow began to emerge from the rabbit-eared girl's hands.

　　As the light shone, the face of the orc named Will started to turn from pale to somewhat bloody.

　　Unfortunately, the rabbit-eared girl's healing lasted only a few seconds before disappearing, seemingly too weak.

　　But the Orc Sword Saint smiled and touched the young girl's head.

　　"It's okay, grandpa is okay, you should lead the group away, grandpa is too old to walk."

　　Before he could finish, he only saw his face change as he pushed the young girl away, re-gripping his sword and staring at the sky in death.

　　"Hurry... Move!"

　　But it was too late, only to see a huge black dragon stopping the crowd at the back, while a man in a red cloak slowly fell in front of the Orc Sword Saint.

　　The man was none other than Abbott, who had a new idea in his mind after seeing this Orc Sword Saint perform so powerfully again.

　　"I'm not quite the same as the scumbags from only a few years ago, are you sure you still want to charge me with a weapon?"

　　Abbott smiled, his red eyes looking towards the orcish swordsman, taking a step forward with his magic sword in hand.

　　"Hey, kid, I get to see blood today? Or the blood of a Sword Saint!"

　　The Devil Sword Evil Eye shouted in Abbott's head, he realized that since he followed Abbott he was always starving, and unlike the previous owner, Abbott didn't go on a killing spree for no reason.

　　The Orc Sword Saint sighed and raised his head, determination in his gaze.

　　"I dare to raise my weapon no matter who the other side is, after all, I have the clan behind me!"

　　Although the words were like this, the Orc Sword Saint had long despaired in his heart at this point.

　　The sense of oppression Abbott gave him was too strong, this was a true high-ranking demon, and the demonic aura that had almost coalesced into substance almost suffocated him.

　　"Fight!" Seeing this, the Orc Sword Saint was so just about ready to attempt a life-sacrificing strike to see if he could injure the other party and then give his people a chance to escape.

　　Just as he raised his red longsword to attack, he realized Abbott had moved.

　　"!"

　　A figure as fast as lightning attacked, and before the Orc Sword Saint had time to react, he only realized that Abbott had already arrived behind him, and the magic sword in his hand had already been retracted.

　　Then the red longsword in his hand began to crack inch by inch and shattered directly.

　　Godslayer Sword Technique - Thundering Style!

　　Looking at the shattered weapon in his hand, the Orc Sword Saint had completely despaired, he knew that even at his strongest, he couldn't defeat Abbott, not even against him.

　　The orc sighed and was just about to kill himself here, hoping to quell Abbott's anger.

　　Unexpectedly Abbott reached out and stopped him.

　　"I can keep you alive, and I can keep your people alive, and give you more power."

　　Will's eyes flickered with both hope and hesitation.

　　"But .... What is the price?"

　　"I want you, to serve me!"