“Prepare for Battle!!!” The Ork Leader shouted as his voice echoed in the Area. The Orks riding on top of their Wind Horse quickly prepared themselves for battle. Behind them, Multiple Orks wearing Black Robes looked at the White Serpent in front of them. They were commanded by the Intelligent Ork Captain and were known to be the Special Unit of the Ork Army. The Ork Captains prepared themselves as they would have to kill the Invader. The Ork Leader looked upon the Enemy. He was cautious against a strange enemy that appeared out of nowhere. He would have to be careful as he might die during this battle.
“Now… Point your Spears forward and prepare for charge!!!” The Ork Leader shouted as the Ork quickly followed his orders. *Ura!!!* They pointed their Spears towards the Enemy as they prepared the Wind Horses to charge. The Shamans were the Orks that wore Black Robes. They were the Specialized Unit of the Ork Army. The Intelligent Ork Captain nodded and looked at his own men. The Men then prepared themselves as a Magic Spell Circle slowly formed below them.
The Magic Spell Circle had a Neon Red Light. It slowly rotated around the Shamans as the Spell began. *PAng!!!* Before it could continue, a Shattering Thunderous Sound echoed. The Rotating Spell Circle slowly created a Crack as it broke apart like Glass. The Shamans were shocked at seeing such a thing. The Intelligent Ork Captain furrowed his eyebrows as he looked upon the Enemy that gazes at them from afar. He gritted his teeth as he understood what such a thing meant. The Shamans were useless in this war.
“Did something happened?” The Ork Leader asked as the Intelligent Ork Captain kneeled and nodded in front of him. The Ork Captain then spoke with a calm voice. “Leader, Our Spells are Jammed. Like the Aura, We also couldn’t release Spells from our Arsenal.” The Ork Leader hearing him, raised an eyebrow as he looked at their Enemy from afar. It seems that the Enemy was stronger than they previously thought. They would have to be careful as they might get massacred by it. The Ork Leader sighed and spoke towards his Army.
“We will buy time for our Shamans to escape. They must report to the Main Army and avenge our Deaths. We will let our Enemy know of the Consequence of messing with the Orks.” The Ork Leader said as the Ork Soldiers cheered. *Ura!!!* He then looked at the White Serpent as he began pointing his Spear towards it. The White Serpent was looking at them from afar. As if saying, It was waiting for them. The Ork Leader smiled as his Wind Horse rose from its feet. “Charge!!!”
“Rahh!!!!” The Ork Subjugation Group began their charge. They charged towards the White Serpent that dared to trample on their pride. The Ork Leader was the one leading the charge. It was a tradition in the army for their Leaders to charge with their subordinates. The White Serpent looked at them as a Smile slowly formed upon its Face. The Air around it distorted as it began its Attack against the Subjugation Group.
‘Foolish…’ The White Serpent thought to itself as the distorted air became more distorted. The Ork didn’t notice as they were charging towards the White Serpent without any hint of fear. It seems that they were ready to die. The Distorted Air then finally forms a Sword-Like Form. It was the Combination of Elemental Manipulation and Dominion Authority. With the formation of the Wind Sword, Numerous followed it. The White Serpent then found herself surrounded by Wind Swords as she ordered them with one simple word. ‘Exterminate…’
With a simple order, The Wind Swords pointed themselves towards the Charging Orks. They then propelled themselves against the Enemy of their Ruler. *Woosh!!!* The Wind Swords pierced through the air as one of them finally propelled onto one of the Ork’s heads. Blood splattered as the Ork fell from its Wind Horse. The Ork died without any resistance, and the Wind Sword that killed the Ork looked for its next target.
The Orks charging with the Dead Ork were shocked at seeing their comrade die. They looked at their Enemy as they found numerous Wind Swords charging towards them. “Dispersed!!!” The Ork Leader shouted as the Ork Captains nodded in agreement. They then separated themselves into multiple groups and surrounded the White Serpent. They were treating the White Serpent as if it was a Monster which was reasonable. The White Serpent’s Golden Amber Eyes looked upon the Foolish Ork that tried to surround it.
A Smile slowly formed upon the White Serpent’s Face as a Distorted Air form around it. The Ork Leader seeing the Distorted Air had a Bad Feeling. He then realized what it was and ordered his men. “Jump-” Before he could continue, The Attack already began, and it was too late. The Distorted Air pierced through everything in the surrounding. It went through the Forest and possibly damaged a Kilometer Radial Area around the White Serpent.
Some Orks managed to dodge the Attack. The Ork Leader felt a Cold Sweat dripping from his forehead as he looked around the Area. They needed to jump high to survive such attacks. Some jump with the Ork Leader. But they didn’t reach a good height, so they found themselves with their comrades’ corpses. The Ork Leader found numerous Ork Soldiers cut in Half. He looked around as Blood was splattered everywhere. The Blood of the Ork Soldiers created small puddles with them. The Area slowly turned into a Bloody Battlefield.
“Tsk…” The Ork Leader clicked his tongue as the trees around them slowly fell. The Trees that got cut in half slowly form a Circle Patter around the White Serpent. The Battle ended quickly, and the Ork Soldiers left with the Ork Leader wasn’t enough to defeat the White Serpent. There were also numerous Ork Captains left, but it still wasn’t enough to defeat the White Serpent.
“Leader, The Shamans have already escaped. We should have our Final Battle against the White Serpent.” One of the Ork Captains spoke with blazing eyes of hatred against the White Serpent. The Ork Leader looked at him and noticed that there were still troops willing to fight. The Ork Leader smiled as he looked upon his troops and gave his last order. “We were born to fight in the Battlefield, We are forged through the Battlefield, and We will die together in the Battlefield. So let us fight against this Monster and not disappoint the Comrades that rested before us.” It was a good inspiring speech for the Ork Race. They had different cultures, which mainly involve wars.
*URahhh!!!* The Orks shouted their Warcry as their Last Battle began. The remaining Orks were mainly the Elite Ones. They quickly began moving at an high speed, but they didn’t charge against the White Serpent. They looked at her from afar as they took out their bows. They then began shooting against the White Serpent as it was foolish to charge towards it.
Seeing their Strategy, A Smile forms upon the White Serpent’s Face. The War-like Culture of the Orks was useful for the White Serpent. They could be with her army, but it was unfortunate that they met as Enemies. She wondered what would happen in the future. Would they hate her? Would they try to kill her? Would they conspire against her? She had many questions, and most of them would have their answers in the future.
The Ork Leader was shooting arrows towards the White Serpent. He noticed that none of their arrows worked as the Distorted Air around the White Serpent could break it or disrupt it. He then gave a Signal towards the remaining Orks as they nodded in agreement. The Orks were circling the White Serpent and didn’t try to get near her. But all of a sudden, The Orks charges at one side as they shouted towards the White Serpent. *For the Ork Army!!!*
‘Hmm…’ The White Serpent seeing the Ork charging towards her, was quite curious at what they were planning to do. The Orks charged against the White Serpent with the Wind Horses as they shoot arrows while charging. The White Serpent easily blocked their Arrows as a Flicker appeared on the Air. The Flicker then turned into a Fireball. Numerous Fireballs appeared around the White Serpent as it propelled itself to the Charging Orks.
The Orks seeing the Fireballs quickly began their evasive maneuvers but unlike projectiles. Fireballs were slower, but they were wider and stronger in Area of Effect. The Orks could feel their skin burning even though they dodge the Fireballs. The Fireballs that went through them exploded behind them, which created a strong shockwave. *BOOM!!!* The Power of the Fireballs was not to be underestimated.
One of the Fireballs then managed to hit one of the Orks as it exploded in front of its face. The Explosion was strong enough to trigger the remaining fireballs around the Orks, which created numerous Explosions. The Shockwave was strong enough as it rustled the leaves around the Area. A Cloud of Dust slowly engulfed the whole area as the White Serpent defeated the charging Orks.
Their bodies were charred with the Wind Horses. They smelled like roasted chicken, and it seems that some of them were still breathing. The Fireball was strong, but it wasn’t strong enough to act like a bomb. The White Serpent needed more understanding about the Elements to make herself Stronger. She would also need to evolve the Elemental Manipulation Skill. She sighed after seeing the Battle ended.
‘It has been a long night.’ Persia thought to herself as she looked upon the Nightsky. It was full of Twinkling Stars and a Bright Moon that shone within the night. It was quite Dark and Cold during the night but was also peaceful. The Dangers were nowhere to be seen as they were hiding within the darkness. She wondered once again about her future as she would probably meet multiple enemies, but she could also meet some friends.
While looking at the Night Sky, A Spear propelled itself towards the White Serpent. It was then stopped by the Distorted Air around the White Serpent, which meant that the surprised attack didn’t work. The White Serpent turned its head and finally saw the Ork Leader. The Plan was clearly good, but it was bad as the White Serpent quickly noticed the disappearance of the Ork Leader.
The Ork Leader found himself stuck in the Distorted Air that surrounded the White Serpent. It seems that he got captured by his enemy, which meant that his death was near. He looked upon the White Serpent that managed to capture him. He could see its Golden Amber Eyes that released an Aura of Dominion. He felt his body shaking as it wanted him to kneel in front of the White Serpent.
“You are a Monster…” The Ork Leader said towards the White Serpent. The White Serpent smiled and thought towards the Ork Leader. ‘Thanks for the Compliment.’ The Ork Leader opened his eyes in shock as he never thought that the White Serpent could understand him. His Sweat was dripping from his forehead as he knew that a War between Factions would start.
“You will regret your Actions someday… The Ork army will hunt you down for your Crimes.” The Ork Leader said while gritting his teeth. The Shamans were already escaping from the Area. He already trusted them to escape away from the White Serpent. The White Serpent chuckled after hearing his words. ‘Are you talking about the Shamans?’ The Ork Leader was once again shocked.
‘All of you will be my Food regardless of Race. My Enemies are my Nourishment, so I will gladly accept their foolishness.’ The White Serpent thought as the Ork Leader was cut into multiple pieces. It was a Cold Night as Blood splattered all over the ground. The Moonlight shone upon the Forest as the Scene of the White Serpent eating the Ork Leader Corpse appeared. It found itself surrounded by a Bloody Battlefield.
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Meanwhile, in the Forest. Numerous Shamans were running through it as they could activate their spells. They could feel the death of their comrades as they gritted their teeth in anger. The Intelligent Ork Captain also felt anger, but they continued running through the Forest. “We will have our Revenge.” The Intelligent Ork Captain said as the Shamans nodded in agreement.
Never did they thought that something was watching them in the skies. It was a Dark Ashen Eagle silently observing them like a predator stalking its prey. The Bushes in the Forest then rustled as numerous Silver Beast ran through it with a High Speed.. It was the Shaman’s turn to get massacred.