The Orc Novels & Stories

He smirked and leaned back on the chair, “A bit small for the ruler of the largest pack in the realm, don't you think?” “I wouldn't do that if I were you.” Keyleth stepped to my side, her arms folded against each other. “Tell us about the rot and we might just let you live.” “What shall I call you?” The wolven asked again, the smirk on his face dropped. “Oliver. Just Oliver.” — “Koren?” The word rolled off Keyleth's tongue as the male looked with obvious annoyance. “Soren.” He snapped at her, turning a sharp gaze towards me. “Soren stris, the dark wolven rises, and the realm falls.”

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.

There must be at least fifty goblins here, and that orc is going to be a problem as well. "Goblins aren't the smartest creatures, but they do have a hierarchy that they follow and it keeps them organized." The orc says. "However, with me leading them we can accomplish more. That wyvern that attacked the camp gave us the right opportunity to attack, but we didn't expect them to be so strong. Being defeated like this makes them want to play with their toys even more. Go on boys, have some fun just make sure not to kill her."

I know that War has hone-colored eyes, Death has scarlet-colored hair, and Pestilence’s eyes are two different colors. Each woman steps forward with their dove-colored wings extended and flaming swords held tightly between their fists. War’s eyes, armor and sword, are the color of crimson. Deaths are black, and Pestilence’s glow neon green. I smile at each woman. “War, Death, Pestilence. It has been a long time.” They each give me a respectful bow keeping their swords at their sides. War steps forward and looks me over, “Estamos aqui para tu servicio, hermana.” We are here at your service, sister.

I watched in silent horror as the creature transformed into a woman at an agonizingly slow pace. “Miss Barb!” I gasped as the last traces of the wolve were replaced by a woman’s form. “Oh, God! What have they done to you?” I found myself standing pressed against the bars that separated us, my hands clasped tightly around them, as the matron of the orphanage I grew up in lifted her head feebly to look at me. It took her eyes a moment to focus, her senses clearly muddled from being beaten. She reached her hand out to the mattress beside her, grasping the flimsy sheet to cover herself as realization spread across her face.

Lola her blood went cold when she thought about helpless babies being burnt alive. Tristan gritted his teeth and spoke to the flames, “Since then we have been entrapped by the Grey Oak clan to follow their ruthless regime. Founded by Noah his grandfather, passed to his father, and 6 years ago to Noah. Poisoning all wolves with cruelty and a hunger for power. But we keep remembering the Fire Wolves because we know this is not the path the moon goddess intended for werewolves. I can feel in my bones that one day they will return. We just have to be worthy of them again.”

They don't have any skills at all. . An evolved orc has higher stats and can use skills. The combat strength of this dungeon boss was higher than anything else on the upper floor. Even he didn't dare to enter the dungeon with his current stats. Yao Tai was hiding on top of a tree. He was watching the dungeon carefully. Three orcs came out of the cave. Orcs had huge bodies. They were three meters tall and their bodies were full of fat. They were armed with a huge butcher's knife. They were literally what people call a pig's head.

I was petrified, I slowly walked backward as its yellow and black eyes gazed at me hungrily. "Aren't you going to tell me, scrumptious?" It mocked me. As it slowly crept upon me. I suddenly spotted Alpha Deucalion behind me, ready for his kill. "It won't be a scream, it will be gladness when you're killed!" I yelled. It growled angrily as it jumped to kill me, but Alpha Deucalion stopped it and tear off its head from its body with his bare teeth. Alpha Deucalion didn't stop when it killed him. He kept on tearing his body apart, spurting blood every. Its blood caught my face,

It always wants to go ahead and tear her. Selina smiled proudly. She reached out and stroked the large wolf fur beside her. It has smooth black fur, and its yellow eyes are somewhat cold, but when being rubbed by Selina, it retracts its combative evil. "Windy, you take care of her." “Guru!” After a loud howl, only the gray-haired wolf named Windy was relieved to use his sharp claws to kill Orla. Orla only had time to scream, and then there was silence.

[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.