Come to another world and become a lord

Chapter 205 Beheading Operation

The night was deep, and a few dim bonfires were burning in the orc camp, and occasionally a few low roars of beasts could be heard. Most of the orcs had fallen into a deep sleep, and the camp seemed particularly quiet. The dark sky was like an endless curtain, covering the earth, and a breeze blew, bringing a hint of coolness.

However, the silence was broken by a low flapping sound, and a group of huge bat monsters flew silently over the camp. The leader was Carl, who was wearing armor, holding the black sword in his hand, riding on a huge bat monster, looking down with a cold gaze.

The orc sentinels in the camp were yawning, unaware of the impending danger. Carl scanned the entire camp and finally locked his sights on the huge tent in the center, which was the tent of the orc chieftain Rulak.

"Begin the action." He then gave the order in a low voice, with cold murderous intent in his voice.

The first to respond to the order was Isabel, who approached the sentry tower in the form of a bat. She transformed into a human form above the sentry's head, landed directly on his shoulder, and twisted her hand, easily breaking the orc's thick neck. The moment the orc fell to the ground, she turned back into a bat and continued to move to the next sentry tower. She moved as swiftly as a ghost, and killed all the sentries in the surrounding sentry towers silently.

Then the bat monsters fell down one after another and entered each tent, baring their fangs at the orcs who were still sleeping soundly. In an instant, blood and screams rang out from every tent at the same time. The orcs woke up in horror, and more were killed in their sleep.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" Someone finally shouted, but the voice was soon drowned out by the shouts of fear. The camp instantly fell into chaos. They began to stand up in panic, took up weapons, and began to try to resist. However, they were facing regenerative vampires, and they were unprepared. Even with their brute force, they could not hurt them at all.

Isabel also landed in the center of the camp and began to shuttle among the beasts, with a cruel smile on her lips. She was not afraid of the beasts that rushed towards her, and even if she was hit by a weapon, the wounds on her body would heal instantly. The other party had no silver weapons and could not hurt her at all, but her sharp claws were tearing apart one beast after another, and the blood stained her clothes red.

"Vampire! It's a vampire!" The orcs' fear spread, and screams rose one after another. They were brave and had a stronger fighting spirit than humans, but the premise of all this was that you could kill your opponent. Facing a vampire with self-healing ability, even the orcs' stupid brains realized how futile their attacks were. The battle completely turned into a one-sided massacre, the shadow of death enveloped the entire camp, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

This is the vampire. Carl was able to defeat them because he was well prepared and took full advantage of their weaknesses. But when the opponent is unprepared, they are invincible and unbeatable. In Carl's view, the orcs are the biggest threat to humans. He has seen the ferocity of the nomadic cavalry when confronting the other side. Their strength and strong body far surpassing that of humans are daunting, but now they are powerless in front of the vampires.

I have to admit that vampires are so powerful, and now this powerful power is actually used by me. As long as it is used properly... Damn, what on earth am I thinking? He shook his head vigorously. Now is not the time to think about these things. He should focus on the task at hand.

Thinking of this, Carl pulled the reins, rode the giant bat monster, swooped down from the sky, and crashed into Rulak's tent. With a loud bang, the central army camp was overturned, and dust flew everywhere, accompanied by the roar of the orcs. In the chaos, he saw two orc guards rushing towards him. The giant bat monster under his crotch immediately waved its claws and beat one of the poor guys into a meat pie. The other took the opportunity to jump up and slash at Carl. He quickly raised his sword to fight back. The black sword in his hand emitted a dark red light, and he felt that his whole body was immediately filled with strength. With a swing of the sword, he actually cut the orc and the weapon in his hand into two pieces, and blood splattered everywhere.

Such a terrible blow even shocked Carl himself. That was an orc, and he killed it so easily.

At this time, the smoke and dust had dispersed, accompanied by a dull sound of footsteps. Carl raised his head again and saw a tall orc coming towards him. His body was twice the size of the other orcs, with a naked upper body and two iron axes in his hands. Needless to say, this was the orc chieftain, Rulak.

The other party also locked his eyes on Carl. When he saw the black sword, Rulak's pupils suddenly shrank and a look of shock and fear appeared on his face.

"Vampire King! Why are you attacking the orcs?" the latter growled in a low voice, obviously confused.

However, Carl did not answer his question, but pulled the reins again, and the huge bat monster immediately roared and stretched out its claws to sweep towards the other party. Rulak rolled on the ground to avoid the attack, and Carl seized this opportunity, jumped up, aimed at Rulak who had just stood up, and slashed down with the black sword. He once again saw the black sword in his hand glowing, and power, endless power almost filled his body. Rulak was shocked and hurriedly raised his double axes to block.

"Dang!" Sparks flew everywhere, and the power of the clash between the black sword and the battle axe made the surrounding air tremble. Rulak's hands felt pain and he retreated backwards, while Carl landed lightly. This was the power given to him by the black sword. Both his speed and strength had already exceeded the scope of humans. As Rulak called him, he was now like the king of vampires...

Thinking of this, he decided not to rely on the bat monster anymore, but rushed forward alone with his sword in hand, and the chief hurriedly responded to the attack.

The giant axe and the black sword kept colliding in the air, each time sparking bright sparks in the darkness. The two fought for more than ten rounds. The power of the black sword made Carl more and more courageous, while Rulak was exhausted. The power of the black sword made it extremely difficult for him to resist. Every time he fought, he could feel the pressure brought by the black sword. His movements began to slow down and his breathing became more rapid.

But what killed him in the end was the weakness of his weapon. The rough battle axes finally broke apart when they blocked the black sword for the last time, accompanied by Rulak's horrified expression. Carl chopped down diagonally, and the black sword cut his chest, and blood gushed out. Rulak let out a low roar, staggered back a few steps, and tried to use the battle axes to support his body, but he was no longer able to resist.

He gasped for breath, looked around in panic, and muttered to himself:

"Master, save me..."

However, his call went unanswered. When he looked around, the human mage who had been in his tent had long since disappeared. He even had to doubt whether the man had ever existed. At this moment, Rulak was in complete despair.

Carl stood there, looking at him coldly. The orcs, even the orc chieftain, were so fragile. Carl didn't even feel tired after the fierce battle. Was this how vampires felt? As undead creatures, they had a greater advantage: they didn't know how to get tired. Any living creature would gradually become weak over time, but they were not affected, like a perpetual motion machine.

He walked towards the orc chief step by step and raised the black sword in his hand. The latter just gasped and lowered his head, as if he had accepted his fate.

Without any hesitation, he chopped down the opponent's neck with a sword. As the head rolled down, Rulak's body fell down with a bang. The huge figure hit the ground heavily with a dull sound.

Then he seized the head and shouted:

"The Great Chief is dead!"

The sound was deafening. The power of the black sword was still flowing in his body, giving him an unprecedented sense of power.

At this moment, an angry roar came from outside the tent.

"Do not!!!"

Duken Ironhand arrived with a group of orc reinforcements. When he saw Rulak's body, his face showed extreme anger and grief. Without any hesitation, he raised the war hammer in his hand and smashed it towards Carl.

As for Carl, he seemed to still be immersed in the excitement of killing the chief, and was almost completely unprepared for this attack.

The hammer hit his chest hard, causing a sharp pain, and then he felt his throat getting hot and blood gushed out of his mouth.

"Bang!" Carl's body was smashed out by the huge force and fell heavily to the ground. This was a full-strength blow from an orc. The force was extraordinary. Almost without suspense, the armor and ribs were completely shattered, and the heart and lungs were also turned into mud under the impact. The blood dyed the ground red. He felt confused and seemed to fall into darkness at any time.

But just when Carl thought he was doomed, the black sword in his hand suddenly vibrated strangely. A spike grew on the hilt of the sword, piercing his palm directly. At the same time, streams of warm red liquid flowed from the hilt into his body. The liquid was like blood, but it carried a strong vitality.

As the liquid flowed in, Carl's wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. The broken bones quickly recovered and the severe pain disappeared. In just a short while, he was back to normal and stood up again.

Duken Ironhand stared at all this in a daze, feeling sad, angry, and helpless. In the end, he could only yell at him:

"Monster, monster!"

Monster... He was actually called a monster, how ironic.

Carl sighed helplessly, then looked up at the sky. There seemed to be a ray of light in the sky. Dawn was approaching, and the chief was dead. The mission was accomplished.

Thinking of this, he did not ignore Duken, turned to Isabel and said, "Retreat!"

After saying that, he jumped back onto the back of the giant bat monster, leading the rest of the bat monsters into the air and disappearing into the darkness.

Duken roared and tried to give chase, but his men stopped him:

"Dukan, now that the Great Chief is dead, you should go back immediately and prepare to fight for the position of Chief. Only by becoming the new Great Chief will you have a chance for revenge."

He looked up at the sky angrily, but finally suppressed his anger and said through gritted teeth: "Let's go! Go back!"