Jess wiped the rain off his face to make his vision clearer. That thing walked steadily down the slope step by step, heading in the direction of the two of them.
Judging from the outline, this is definitely not a human being, nor a dwarf. He is much taller than any human or dwarf... Here in Redridge Mountains, there is almost only one possibility for such an existence.
He is that orc!
"Run, Gerred!"
"He..."
Jess pushed Gerred, who hadn't finished speaking, hard in the direction of the lake shore. He also jumped out at once. The two of them rolled and slid down the high slope.
The two of them slid into a patch of mudflat and ran wildly in the direction of Lakeshire as soon as they got up. That guy also slid down all the way, but his speed was much faster than theirs.
When he ran, he was like a violent athlete. He was full of strength and definitely not the weak image of a sage or prophet. Instead, he was more like a brave fighter who had experienced hundreds of battles.
The sand and water splashes behind him were like those lifted by the tires of an accelerating jeep. He was afraid that he would directly run over the two of them as soon as he rushed in front.
"We can't outrun him... damn it!" The dwarf roared and swung the small round shield into his hand and turned around.
Although Jess was reluctant, he also knew that what Gerred said was right. Continuing to run would only waste physical strength and in the end they could only be caught up.
In the pouring rain, the image of the strong guy became clearer and clearer. This was a huge dark green monster. He held a long stick. His dark brown messy hair was flailing wildly in the wind. His eyes were tightly fixed on the two people here. His muscles were tensed up like stones.
He growled and charged over, brandishing the stick in his hand. Jess clearly saw the whirlwind of sand around his muscles and arms!
Gerred raised his shield to block it, but was directly knocked down to the ground along with the shield by the orc with an extremely exaggerated force taking advantage of the momentum of the charge. This was not a jeep at all. It was simply a locomotive!
After knocking down the dwarf, the orc took a step and rushed in front of Jess. Jess raised his sword to block it, but his sword was directly broken by a strike from the orc's metal wrist guard. Five silver coins were wasted just like that.
The orc raised his stick. Jess also raised the stick on his back to block this blow. After seeing this stick, the orc paused for a moment. It was at this moment that Jess saw his face clearly.
This guy's face was not so much a fusion of beast and human as it was a skinned skeleton.
Between his thick lips that were difficult to close tightly, a pair of tusks protruded highly aggressively. His eyes were wide open like those of an enraged tiger.
Just in this moment of hesitation, the orc suddenly growled. Gerred somehow ran over and stabbed a sword into his calf. The orc furiously struck Gerred in the face with his wrist guard and knocked him flying. He spun twice in the air before falling to the ground.
Seeing this scene, Jess's mind went blank. This was over.
The orc directly pulled out the straight sword in his calf and threw it aside. He turned around, his expression many times more ferocious than before.
Jess knew that he was not angry because of Gerred's sword thrust. It was because of the stick in his hand.
He thought that all the shamans in the entire tribe had long abandoned the way of the elements and walked into the shadow. This lone one had indeed drunk demon blood. His skin had changed from the natural brown of orcs to green. Then he should have embarked on the path of fel energy and shadow.
However, according to the previous speculation, this orc was clearly adhering to the way of shamanism. This meant that he had recovered somewhat from the rage and bloodthirst brought by the demon blood and began to reflect on the impact of demons on the orc tribe.
These awakened orcs would hate all things related to demons even more.
Originally Jess still had doubts about this point. The orc's sudden change in expression confirmed his guess!
He saw an old object of the tribe. As a shaman and a member of the group with the highest status in the tribe in the past, he hated the high-level members of the Shadow Council, the culprits who had caused the shamans to fall, even more!
The orc roared loudly and swung his stick down. Jess dodged by getting up. The stick smashed into the sand and splashed a large amount of water.
The orc chased wildly. Jess continuously evaded. He remembered what the dwarf had said and turned his weakness into an advantage, seeing clearly his attacks.
The other party had great strength, but his body was also too large. His movements were wide and grand, and often relatively easy to predict.
A shaman priest was not a professional warrior. Although the extremely terrifying strength brought by racial advantages was very powerful, his experience in close combat must not be on par with that of a real warrior. As long as Jess was patient, focused on evading and waited for Gerred to come and help...
He suddenly thought, Gerred was just knocked flying so far away. Could he still wake up?
Jess stepped back continuously and dodged two attacks in a row. The orc was about to thrust his stick forward when suddenly an arrow appeared on his shoulder.
"Over here, beast!" Gerred roared loudly from a distance: "If you dare to ignore me, see if I don't shoot you full of holes!"
Gerred didn't know when he picked up his quiver again. But even at this distance, Jess felt that after the chaos just now, there were not many arrows left in his quiver.
The orc didn't seem to want to pay attention to Gerred's arrows at all. After pulling out the arrow, he continued to smash Jess with his stick. Just as he raised his hand, there was another arrow on his shoulder.
"Why, do you think I can't shoot accurately with only one eye?" The dwarf laughed and said.
The orc turned around and began to chant something. Suddenly there was thunder and lightning in the sky.
A ball of electricity wrapped in water vapor gathered in his hand. It continuously collided and exploded. The white flashes emitted stabbed Jess's vision one by one. However, the orc was clearly heading towards Gerred.
"Damn it, is this really...?!"
The dwarf shouted strangely and wanted to run away into the distance. Jess shouted and stood up. He swung his stick and smashed it hard at the orc's electrified wrist.
This ball of electricity was scattered by him and lost some energy. The orc growled and continued to powerfully swing his palm out... A flash of lightning chain suddenly flashed between Gerred and the orc's palm. It illuminated the surrounding water surface, mudflat and forest in an instant. Jess was directly blown over by the explosion scattered by this electric current.
Gerred, who was running wildly in the distance, froze in the dazzling white light and fell to the ground.
Jess turned and ran away, shouting Saeuno's name as he did. But the imp didn't respond to him.
Only then did he realize that the bag containing the imp had been left on the mudflat on Gerred's side.
Damn it...
The orc turned his head back and stared closely at Jess who was running away. He chanted something and a ball of flame gathered in his hand. Even in the rain, he could still gather this ball of fire element!
Seeing the ball of flame in his hand getting bigger and bigger, Jess thought, this must be a life-threatening moment, right?
Fear spell, fear spell!
He turned around and silently chanted the spell. The long stick in his hand pointed directly at the orc in front of him. When the spell was completed, he felt as if half of his mental energy was drained. His legs went weak and he nearly fell.
Looking at the orc again, the flame in his hand suddenly dissipated by more than half and turned into a shower of sparks and scattered on the ground. He trembled for a while and knelt on one knee, roaring something continuously.
It worked. The fear spell worked.
How long would it last?
He forced himself to be energetic. He ran over and picked up the sword that the orc had thrown away. Then he turned around and forcefully thrust it into the orc's trembling chest!
Thud!
The sword was actually stuck between the ribs! This monster!
I should have stabbed his stomach...
But it was too late to think about this now. The orc was awakened by the intense pain. He grabbed Jess's sword blade with one hand and swung his fist with the other. Jess had to abandon the sword and retreat to dodge.
This punch almost hit his nose. However, this violent retreat caused him to trip over the soft ground under his feet.
Now was not the time to feel sorry for his mental energy. Jess cast the fear spell again. The orc's eyes suddenly widened and he angrily knelt on the ground, constantly roaring.
He forced himself to be energetic and fixed his eyes on Gerred lying on the other side. He didn't have much strength left to support him to continue fighting. This time he rushed over and ran away with Gerred.
However, before he reached the dwarf, the orc had already made some movements.
In less than ten seconds...
This orc's willpower was definitely not weaker than Gerred's.
The orc stared at the fleeing human. Instead of using the fire element again, he threw away the sword in his hand and summoned heavenly thunder again with both hands!
This time, being farther away, Jess saw clearly the spectacular scene of lightning from the sky striking his hand and gathering a violent ball of electricity.
This guy seemed to connect heaven and earth with his own strength. And Jess had never even heard of this Redridge shaman. That meant that even among shaman priests, he might be just an ordinary level. Was this the terrifying power of the elements?
No matter who...
Jess immediately silently chanted the spell of the fear spell. After completing the spell, he was so exhausted that he fell to the ground on the spot. A dizzy feeling of low blood sugar suddenly hit him and his vision went black for a moment.
But the orc was not much better off than him. His eyes suddenly widened and lost focus. His body stiffened on the spot. All the lightning in his hand exploded and dissipated into the sand and lake. The electric current spread along the mudflat in waves, causing a series of flashing white lights.
However, this time he just growled and panted in place for a moment before waking up again.
He cursed in Orcish for a while and stood up, limping and running over here. With a loud roar, he gathered a ball of lightning with one hand again.
The orc was clearly also forcing himself to be energetic. The electrical energy condensed each time was weaker and weaker. Now it was a battle of willpower.
Jess grabbed Gerred and shook him back and forth. However, Gerred had already fainted, but at least he still had breath and a heartbeat.
That lightning spell had hit him directly. It was already a miracle that he didn't die.
Just as he turned his head and was about to use the fear spell again with all his might, the electrical energy in the orc's hand had already flashed brightly.
Jess watched as a white light engulfed him. The sound of everything around being drowned out by the deafening explosion. An indescribable sharp pain passed through his whole body from head to toe. It seemed as if all his internal organs had been scalded.
However, after this wave of electric shock, he painfully took two steps back. Not only did he not die, he didn't even faint.
He felt that his hands and feet were so numb that they almost didn't listen to his commands. He squatted on the ground and couldn't stand up, but he was still conscious.
How could I be more resistant to beatings than a dwarf?
At this moment, he found that there were indistinct bright red patterns in his blood vessels and skin. These patterns were not capillaries but words! As these strange things flowed, there was a continuous surging heat in his body that made his blood rush.
The orc was also clearly surprised by his exaggerated resistance to electric shock and hesitated for a moment. At this moment, a scream from a distance attracted the attention of both of them at the same time.
"Master, thank me for saving your life! This is the power of the Blood Pact Seal!"