The Powerful Main Force

"Dad!"

Dylann's eyes went bloodshot when he witnessed this scene.

He abandoned his squad and rushed toward his father.

"Lord Dylann! Get back here! It's dangerous there!" Rigor's voice fell on deaf ears.

Dylann was consumed with rage and despair. The only thing on his mind right now was to save his father. He ignored everything else and charged recklessly through the enemy lines.

More than ten orc warriors tried to stop him, but they fell with a few swings of his long sword.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The orc warriors couldn't stop the enraged Dylann.

In just the blink of an eye, he had killed over fifteen orc warriors!

However, just when he thought that he could go unhindered, a huge figure blocked his path.

He looked up and saw the towering presence of an orc general. It was holding a weapon that looked like a club.

Just the thought of getting smashed by this club made Dylann shiver.