Orc Lord Novels & Stories

"That crappy orchard your brother bought. It’s got quite a bit of rosemary in it. Ha! Not only has that dump never made a single dime, we still have to pay a crew to maintain it every year." A thought flickered in my mind. I knew that place. The orchard sat on a ruined silver mine, its trees drawing on the soil and the breath of silver for years, gaining a power to ward off evil. The Haunts came with the wind, but silver tamed the wind. Those trees were worth far more than my mother and brother could ever imagine. If my infant spirits had wielded weapons made from that wood, they would have been unstoppable.

the demon god replied. "What do you mean not part of the lycan?" asked Orlando, lifting his face and staring at the horned wolf statue. "You will find answers later." The horned wolf statue's eyes returned to normal—no more bright red light. "Goodbye, demon god." Orlando prostrated again as a form of respect for the demon god's departure. Orlando stood up. He was still thinking about what the demon god had just said. "Is there anyone in this kingdom who isn't part of the Lycans?" he muttered to himself. Suddenly, his mind went straight to Alexa.

Then how did you know Melia's mother? " No,"she replied, "Unfortunately, no, because I didn't exist at that time of life. But, Orleans, the Lordeath is a spell that is bestowed by the king of death. In fact, that means yes you think so. " Now that I do, it does. " He placed his index finger on his chin. He hadn't thought deeply about that name. He thought it was just something he put on for the sake of putting it on. "How do you get that spell," he asked, and Za stood up and uncrossed her arms.

"But I don't love her, okay? The elders want an heir, and if I don't find one by the end of this month, they'll let the military take over the pack. You know how much this kingdom means to me, Sony. I am the one who brought it to this level, and I can't let anyone take over it." You, of all people, know that when my granddad was the alpha, this pack had only a hundred people. My dad managed to bring them to a thousand, but after we took over, they rose to a million. It's no longer a pack, but a kingdom. It means everything to me, Sony. And if it means having a kid will make me keep this kingdom, then fuck yes, I'll look for the heir." I ran my fingers through my hair. Sony looked at me for a

=== 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.”

He stared at each one, and they all nodded, except for me, who made it clear that I was furious at being kept in the dark. “What a lack of etiquette to involve me in a meeting where the only one who doesn't know what it's about, King Lycan, is your Luna!” I growled loudly, ferocious, and impatient. “Control yourself, she-wolf!” The Alpha shouted, raising an eyebrow, making my wolf shrink within me. “Elara, did you get the stones forged by the orcs?” “Orcs?” I raised my eyebrows, intrigued. “They are creatures descended from ogres; they don't have the same size or fury, but their strength and cunning are equal to those of their ancestors!” Oliver explained subtly and courteously. “I didn't kn

Rowan glanced over the crowd, looking at our table. “Horus, King Osirus’ dragon, as well as the elves have made sure of that. Green grasses cover the plains, the trees have taken root and new species of our kind have been brought out from hiding,” he smiled. “Orcs, were a great benefactor in helping us win this war.”

“Speak, child.” “Lord Orlov and my husband plan to fix the darkness problem with Vrian Elemental magic. Then they plan to-- to kill all the creatures in the forest. A genocide.” The Oracle didn't have as much of a reaction as Ursa thought. His eyes looked very far away, as if there was an internal database in his head, and he was accessing all types of information that normal mortals such as she can never touch. “They are both so smart, yet never learn. Young Orlov fancies himself a level-headed and analytical type of being; yet, he is just as impulsive as Young Vasil when it comes down to it.”

There are seven Oracles in the Lycaon palace, but one of them was the most powerful and closest to the moon goddess as everyone believed. Her name is Cordelia. She was a popular oracle, talked about around all werewolf and Lycan packs. As we approached her shrine, goose bumps started to creep up my skin, along with a banging headache. I started to panic. Ever since the incident where Draven got shot, I haven’t had this recurring headache. I wanted to believe it was gone forever but as I started to feel the pain, fear crept in.

asked Chaos quite curiously, he wanted to make sure that the Orcs were weaker than him before fighting them carelessly, he didn't want to risk his new life like a fool. "Usually, they are born as E-Rank and go all the way up to C-Rank when they fully mature. But those that evolve through the assimilation of Life Essence by devouring other beings flesh can become Orc Leaders, Orc Kings, and even Orc Emperors, who can vary from B-Rank all the way up to S-Rank. Luckily for you, they are way below you, as the pinnacle of mortals right below you would be X-Rank, and I had never seen an Orc at such a Rank," said Belphegor.