The Record of Orc Civilization



Moku gazed at Raiden's stirring body, indicating that he was regaining consciousness. He then turned to Jayabaya, who looked at him with narrowed eyes, causing Moku to sigh deeply. It seemed that the Bhayangkara Squad wanted to witness the abilities of this generation's Mokhsa with their own eyes.

For the first time, Moku felt as if he was being judged by the very beings he had summoned. Pushing himself up, Moku brushed off the white sand clinging to his Kekayon Armor.

Gradually, the fifteen members of the Bhayangkara Squad began to fade away before disappearing completely. Jayabaya signaled to Moku that if he couldn't win this duel, he wouldn't be able to summon them again to assist him in battle. Meanwhile, Kartika Sinumping blew a flying kiss to Moku, a mischievous grin on her lips.

"Has she forgotten her age?" mumbled Moku, observing the coquettishness of the beautiful woman who was much older than his grandmother's grandmother.

Raiden sat up and surveyed his surroundings in astonishment. However, he furrowed his brow, sensing no injuries on his body. Like Moku, he wondered how he could still be alive after the explosion of that white light.

Unfortunately, the conclusion he reached contradicted Moku's.

"So, the spell had no effect on the mage; it was only useful for annihilating all summoned creatures. That's why your fifteen summoned creatures disappeared, or rather, were destroyed. Isn't that right, Moku The Ku?" he said confidently.

Hearing that Moku could only gape. So shocked was he that he thought he had misheard. Why did Raiden always jump to the wrong conclusions? He didn't even need to fabricate lies, as his enemy had drawn a favorable conclusion on his own.

Moku began to suspect that a man's handsomeness was inversely proportional to his intelligence. Just as the larger the breasts of a woman, the lower her IQ. Or perhaps Raiden, who had never witnessed anything beyond reason before, was unable to believe in the strange miracles right before his eyes. Thus, in his refusal to accept the truth, his mind attempted to weave illusions that his logic could comprehend.

As a result, Moku could only remain silent, his mouth agape. Seeing this, Raiden burst into laughter, "HAHAHAHA... If you think you can defeat me just because you wiped out the Terracotta Army, then you truly are an extraordinary dreamer!"

"Who are you calling an extraordinary dreamer? Have you never looked in the mirror?" cursed Moku silently.

Raiden, in his intact Lich Form, began to rise again. His smile appeared menacing with the sharp teeth of a Lich, but to Moku, that face belonged to someone incredibly foolish.

"Unfortunately, you're wrong. I have many other spells that I can use to kill you without relying on the Terracotta Army. You must realize and accept the fact that the sacrifice of your fifteen summoned creatures was in vain!" he said with a victorious grin on his face.

This time, Moku was completely frozen. Raiden's absurd logic made him want to rub the smug face with the white sand surrounding them. Yelling out, "Can't you see this white sand? Don't you know that it's made from the dust of your Terracotta Army?"

But before Moku's anger could explode, Raiden uttered his incantation, "[Reaper's Edge]!"

Instantly, the world came alive once more. Terrifying screams from buried souls echoed, causing the hairs on those who heard it to stand on end. Moku's Inner Eye depicted a horrifying sight before him, where transparent, intangible creatures emerged from the ground and converged toward Raiden.

Those creatures were then absorbed into a swirling vortex centered right in front of Raiden's chest. They continued to arrive and gather, gradually compacting. These entities were spirits, vengeful souls whose deaths were so tragic that the earth could not accept them, forming a manifestation visible to the naked eye.

A terrifying weapon took shape, formed from restless souls unable to return to their realm. A weapon deserving the name "Death's Scythe."

The scythe had a long handle made of dark, shimmering black metal with a hint of deep purple. Its handle was adorned with intricate engravings depicting symbols of life and death.

The most important part of the Reaper's Edge was its sharp and dangerous blade. The scythe's blade was made of a black metal that appeared unfamiliar to the human world. Its surface gleamed, reflecting light in vibrant colors like purple, dark blue, and deep black. The blade curved with small, sharp teeth on each side.

Moku felt as if his soul was being drawn toward the Reaper's Edge, even though he was currently at a considerable distance from Raiden. He sensed the same mana color that was present in Nezena's body back then within the Reaper's Edge. Without much thought, Moku realized that this weapon was what nearly killed his wife, leaving her with only half of her body remaining.

Moku's eyes narrowed, brimming with an overwhelming rage as he stared at the Reaper's Edge. Raiden sensed the anger and smiled. With a sarcastic tone, he said, "What's wrong? It seems you're furious about the weapon in my hand. Have you ever experienced the same mana color? HAHAHAHA, you're absolutely right! This is the weapon that nearly killed your wife! If it weren't for those meddling green creatures back then, she would have perished by my scythe!"

Hearing that, Moku's anger suddenly dissipated like foam in the ocean. He felt a slight relief, and a smile formed on his face. Raiden stopped laughing and looked at Moku with confusion.

"Why are you smiling? Is there something wrong with your mind?" he asked.

"No, I'm just a little relieved that I get to kill you while you hold that weapon. That way, I can avenge my wife perfectly," Moku said with a wide grin on his face.

"You're too arrogant and overconfident! Let me dismember your body with this scythe!" Raiden exclaimed as he lunged forward with incredible speed.

He silently chanted the spell "[Reinforce Speed]," and now he moved faster than a bullet.

Moku calmly raised his hands and said, "[Chakra Intent: Dawnshadow Blade]!"

Twin Karambits with pulsating magical energy shimmering along their length appeared in his hands. Lifting the Dawnshadow Blade above his head, Moku seemed to be waiting for something. True enough, in less than a second, the Reaper's Edge appeared and collided with the Dawnshadow Blade.

*TANG!!!

The ground beneath Moku's feet cracked and crumbled instantly. Raiden was astonished to see Moku successfully parry his lightning-fast attack. But even more astounding was the fact that the seemingly small Karambits of the Dawnshadow Blade were able to withstand the force of the Reaper's Edge, made from the collective spirits of countless vengeful souls.

"[Reinforce Strength]!"

Raiden silently chanted another spell, amplifying his strength several times over. The Reaper's Edge felt thousands of times heavier, yet Moku didn't resist its weight. Instead, he let himself be thrown backward by the force.

"[Padakacarma]!" Moku recited his mantra and glided over the white sand as if skating on ice. Clenching his fists, he struck the air with tremendous force, causing space to crack.

"[Brajamusti: Gatling Gun]!"

Millions of blue fire bullets erupted from Moku's punch, showering down on Raiden, who twirled the Reaper's Edge in his hand. The spinning Reaper's Edge formed an impenetrable shield that crushed and repelled the onslaught of blue fire bullets.

*TANG! *TANG! *TANG! *TANG! *TANG! *TANG! *TANG! *TANG! *TANG!

*BOOM! *BOOM! *BOOM! *BOOM! *BOOM! *BOOM! *BOOM! *BOOM!

In just a few seconds of their fierce battle, the surrounding area appeared as if it had just experienced a cataclysm. Amidst the swirling dust and sand in the air, Raiden swiftly chased after Moku, who continued gliding backward as if on ice.

[Soul Grab]!

Raiden extended his hand towards Moku as if grasping at the air. Instantly, Moku felt his soul being pulled outward by an unseen force. However, his dragon prana within his body reacted swiftly, neutralizing the intrusion from Raiden's spell.

Raiden sensed that his spell had no effect on Moku. Looking at his own hand in bewilderment, Raiden grew increasingly curious about how these green creatures obtained their power. Any spells related to body or soul control were rendered ineffective against them.

This had never happened before. In this world, mana was a god, controlling everything. No creature could escape mana's control, making it impossible for these green creatures to avoid mana's intrusion. The only plausible explanation was that these green creatures possessed unique spells that isolated and shielded the mana within their bodies from external control.

"You truly are peculiar creatures! How do you control mana to the extent that it resists outside influence?" Raiden exclaimed.

Moku clenched his fists once again and struck the air with force. Millions of blue fire bullets erupted once more, raining down on Raiden. "You will never know. Even if I were to tell you, you wouldn't believe it," Moku said.

Raiden continued to twirl the Reaper's Edge, deflecting the onslaught of blue fire bullets unleashed by Moku. However, he showed no signs of slowing down and relentlessly pursued Moku.

"Don't be arrogant! You're not unique! Just like the Soul Spell Faction, the secrets of your spell faction will soon be revealed!"