A group of two-headed ogres, averaging two and a half meters tall and resembling miniature giants, were rapidly heading towards the city of Wei Lu.
Two hideous heads grew on the neck, twisted and bizarre.
His muscles bulged high, as if forged from steel, exuding a sense of power.
At the very center is a two-headed ogre chieftain who is 2.8 meters tall and has muscles that look like they've exploded.
He carried a giant spiked club that was twice as thick as his thigh, had a blue face and fangs, and his red eyes were filled with ferocity and cruelty.
Bare feet stomped on the muddy ground, splashing up large amounts of mud and water, and the animal skin clothing was covered in stains.
The stench emanating from them paled in comparison to the putrid smell of the swamp.
"My king, the territory established by those lizardmen is just ahead."
"This morning, I also saw a large number of Delsa people; they must have just been recruited!"
"As long as we can kill those lizardmen, this territory will be ours to rule!"
The two-headed ogre chieftain nodded approvingly.
"Indeed, this swamp should belong to the great ogre!"
As he spoke, a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.
"Those damned traitors would never have imagined that beneath the Abyss of Darkness lies a passage to the Prime Material Plane!"
"We never imagined we'd still be alive!"
"The richness of the Prime Material Plane is something those traitors could never even dream of!"
"Once we have regained our strength, we will surely return to the tribe and execute all the traitors!"
"The Redstone Tribe can only have one king!"
The two-headed ogres around him became excited.
"My king! You are our king!"
The towering, two-headed ogre waved his hand, silencing the crowd.
His gaze turned cold.
"That territory has gathered so many people in such a short time; it must be hiding some secret. We must take it over!"
He brought too few people of his own kind; without enslaving other races, it would be impossible for him and his few dozen men to complete the revenge.
Only by enslaving and commanding a stronger army can the throne be reclaimed.
"The two-headed ogre follower beside me shouted."
"My king, that small territory only has a hundred or two lizardman warriors."
"I discovered their level was only level 7 the day before yesterday!"
"I only need to lead two squads to wipe them out!"
The two-headed ogre chieftain smiled smugly.
"Conquering the swamp starts here!"
He's a level 11 warrior, just one step away from becoming a hero. He could take over that territory all by himself!
The troops, somewhat excited, immediately quickened their pace.
After traversing the wetlands and mud, we finally saw the vague outline of our territory ahead.
Suddenly, a tall and magnificent building woven from vines appeared in my sight.
It stands out so strikingly and uniquely compared to the surrounding barren swamp.
The two-headed ogre chieftain's gaze turned fervent.
They discovered this territory because of this ever-growing building!
I don't know what kind of life those lizardmen enslaved, but they were able to build houses using vines, just like elves.
It was a huge difference compared to the fact that it took them months to build their thatched huts.
Conquer it, occupy it, that's the beginning of everything!
Once he has accumulated enough power, he will return to the Redstone tribe and unite the two-headed ogres!
At that time, this swamp could even become their bridgehead, constantly eroding and encroaching on the territory of the main plane.
Perhaps, we can even build a great ogre empire!
At this moment, the ambition in one's heart rises without limit.
It was as if I could see myself ascending the throne, with thousands of people bowing down to me.
He is the king who will lead the Redstone Tribe to the top!
There wasn't much cover in this area; once you stepped out of the mud, the territory was about four or five hundred meters ahead.
Seeing the bustling crowd, the two-headed ogre chieftain became even more excited.
He gripped the spiked club tightly.
"kill!"
The roar had barely left his lips when...
Sudden.
Buzz buzz buzz~
A muffled sound, like rumbling thunder, came rapidly from afar.
The light in the sky dimmed at this moment.
The two-headed ogre chieftain looked up.
Suddenly, an indescribable sense of terror surged into my heart.
Wasps!!
Countless wasps!!
Its exterior is black and yellow, about the size of a fist, and its tail spines hang upside down from its abdomen like steel needles.
The wings made a buzzing sound as they flapped.
Its wings spread out like a bird.
It's more than ten times larger than a regular wasp!
Just seeing the other party's bee sting sent a chill down my spine.
If you were to get pricked by this, ouch~ just thinking about it sends chills down your spine.
"My lord, have those wasps also set their sights on this territory? It seems so. With so many people, they'll have enough to feed those wasps."
Upon hearing this, the two-headed ogre chieftain's expression softened, and he was about to wave his hand to signal his subordinates to retreat and take cover.
But before they could even speak, they saw those ferocious wasps fly close, but instead of heading towards that territory, they swarmed towards them!
My mind went blank, blood rushed from the soles of my feet to my head, and a chill ran down my spine.
His face turned red, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
The swarm of insects pierced straight down like sharp arrows.
"No!!"
Why are they attacking us?!
A hysterical roar echoed through the sky.
"Die!"
The two-headed ogre chieftain swung his spiked club violently.
A terrifying force erupted, slamming into the dense swarm of bees.
Bang~
They smashed twenty or thirty of them, splashing up a lot of slurry.
But the next moment, a tidal wave of mud wasps swarmed in and completely overwhelmed it.
ah!!!
The screams of the two-headed ogres echoed throughout the room.
Thick skin, strong body, explosive muscles—none of them could stop the wasp's ferocious stinger.
The heavy weapons they wielded appeared so powerless and laughable in the face of the swarm of insects.
The ambitious vows to conquer the world that I had just made were suddenly thwarted by a bucket of cold water poured over my head, chilling me to the bone.
The two-flesh cannibal chieftain felt as if every inch of his skin was crawling with wasps, and the opponent's stingers were piercing his body again and again.
The deadly poison, which made him tremble, eroded every pore of his body.
ah!!!
A hysterical roar erupted from his throat, his entire body swelled up, and his aura surged.
Terrifying crimson flames suddenly erupted from his body!
Qi and Blood!
Ability unique to heroes.
At the critical moment, the ogre chieftain actually took a crucial step from the brink of death!
But it still didn't work!
The enraged two-headed ogre chieftain swung his club with all his might, smashing hundreds and thousands of wasps to death, but he was facing an endless swarm of insects.
Under the sharp tail sting, its breath quickly weakened, and its face turned pale and ugly.
Under the onslaught of frenzied woodlice, it fell to the ground with a thud, leaving itself to be covered by wasps.
The strategy of overwhelming numbers is a timeless classic when the gap between forces hasn't widened to an insurmountable level.
But just as the two-headed ogre chieftain was extremely weak and thought he was about to reach the end of his life, the ferocious wasps suddenly scattered.
His eyes, swollen high and reduced to mere slits, held a hint of confusion.
Not understanding what was happening, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the sky. In his daze, he saw a scene he would never forget.
Surrounded by endless wasps, a heroic human boy slowly descended from the sky.
The ferocious, swarming insects that blotted out the sky surrounded him, becoming his backdrop.
He seemed to be an ancient god who controlled the swarm of insects, having traveled across time and space.
A queen bee, much larger than the other wasps, stood guard on either side of it.
Like a saint who believes in a god.
The other person slowly landed, their cold boots treading on the ground, their indifferent eyes looking down at the ground.
He is the true master of this territory?
The two-headed ogre chieftain finally discovered the truth.
He recalled his previous thoughts, including his arrogant idea of conquering the swamp and establishing an empire.
The two-headed ogre chieftain felt a strong sense of shame in his dazed state. How could he have such an unrealistic fantasy?
Is the territory ruled by such a person even something he can touch?!
He doesn't even deserve it!
Before finally losing consciousness, I vaguely heard a sentence.
"This guy actually broke through and became a hero on a temporary basis?"
"Interesting. Let's take him back to the City of Slight Dew."