Fantasy Orc Novels & Stories

She didn't even mind when someone slipped the mask back over her eyes. She must have drifted off for a minute because she was a little disoriented when Jen again knocked into her with her shoulder. Or maybe it was the two gods standing in front of them. "Meet Dante and Ares." They were tall, both tan, and so muscular they looked as though they could compete in some sort of weight lifting competition. They stood with their hands cupped over their groins, not as though they were ashamed of their nakedness, but as if they were building anticipation, like a burlesque performer with her fans.

Oranges, no, grapes, no, breadfruit, no, Pomegranate, yes. My trifecta Gold Apple, Pear and a pomegranate. “I have made my choices,” I yell out. “Eat of your choices and prepare for the fight. Once you beat the beast at the gate Jove will heal your mortal body. Fail and you must wait 10,000 years to try again,” the goddess tells me. “Well by then those I am fighting to get to will be here, so,” I shrug. This is my only shot. Jove-Eat the pomegranate first.

The orcs just started looking at the boy. Hee doesn't seem to be a small boy nor a kid. He seems to be the more dangerous demon. He looked like a devil in the form of a human who came out of Hell. He seems to wait for them, so he can kill every orc in the forest. Their tier level seems to be scary. If they move near him he kills them without hesitation. They are in the urge of death and if they make even the slightest mistakes they will die. After a while, he said " So you are not going to come at me and I don't have time for that so I am going to come so prepare for the dead Orcs.

Alien looking arms plucked away at any human figure that was within reach, while metal arms of a matching order crumpled into the very hull of the ship with a force unimaginable. Men were swept off their feet and sent hurling towards the great beak of the beast that chomped away like it was some kind of binge eating zombie that had no natural order of balance to its appetite. The sheer gore of what I was beholding was more than I could truly even comprehend as blood splattered everywhere as man after man disappeared into the clacking jaws of a beast hard to define other than nightmarish. Who and why had anyone ever made such a monster as this. While one great eye seemed of biological origin

Eight feet of pure horror bounding through the woods, towards the horde made up of at least twenty high orcs. High Orcs were normal orcs who evolved due to their high intake of mana from the surroundings. They are commonly found since mana is everywhere but for there to be a horde of this many High Orcs then both their physiques that cause them to take in so much mana and the forest which is filled with mana are highly compatible. My wolf, half the size of the smallest orc in the group, lunges straight at the throat of one of the High Orcs. It holds it in place with his massive claws then rips out the throat before the overgrown orc has any chance to swing its club.

[Defeated 100 Orcs] [Advaced profile of Orc's Available] The Orc race is the race of fire. Among all races, Orcs possess the greatest physical strength, with high maximum HP and ATK levels but slow movement, attack and casting speeds Orcs have two Main evolutionary paths. -Fighter (1st evolution) A basic fighting class, Orc fighters focus on brute force melee combat. At evolution, the Orc must choose to journey his path to the warrior as a Brutish Orc raider.

=== Item: Orc Token (special) Description: Summon the ghost of Urum, the orc general who will lead his fallen army and attack any other boss monsters in boss dungeons. Cool down: 12 hour === After Liu Feng heard what the special reward was capable of, he wondered why an army was required. “It doesn’t sound like the vanguard team is enough to deal with whatever is ahead of us if we need an army,” the long-haired man commented. “The other farming parties might eventually have to join us in raids.”

asked Chaos. "Oh, we might leave that for another day, my lord. Look! The Orcs are coming faster than I had thought…" said Belphegor, as he pointed out with his flames shaped as a claw at the enormous army of over thousands of green-skinned burly men, who had large tusks coming out of their lower jaws, and fiery crimson eyes! They were all bald, and wore simple leather clothes, wielding gigantic weapons infused with shiny magic stones they mined around! These were authentic Orcs, the likes that Chaos had only see briefly in the books given to him when he was on his facility on his past life.

They decided upon this after Gin's platoon found a map of the underground City. Gin and his team were dead tired. They were fighting a relentless horde of Orcs that were 14 ft tall with thick red skin and tusks like an elephant coming from their mouths. These fire-spitting energy beasts also had bodies that radiate heat. The temperature was so high that the platoon was seeing mirages. If it was not for the bodysuits keeping their body temperature low, they would have died from heatstroke.

The unicorn spoke, “I can tell you what I can.” “Can you start with who you are? Do you have a name?” The unicorn laughed but it sounded like a small song playing, “All creatures have a name, child. I can tell you my lower realm name, which is Sylvrmane, but I cannot tell you my spiritual name.” She scratched her head, “Spiritual name?” “Yes, every creature ever created has a spiritual name and a lower realm name. Your lower realm name is, Evrah. That is what you are known by in the lower realms.”