VRMMORPG: Dragomancer Reborn



While Arthur wondered about the strange abilities of the Orc Shaman, the Bandits were currently dying en masse.

The situation had reached a grave level where around half of the Bandits in the hideout had been killed in one go.

And these were just the ones that Arthur could actually 'see' using Dragon's insight. Those that were inside the caves were not even counted right now as Arthur had no idea what was happening in there.

'But considering it is an enclosed space, there should still be a lot of them dying in there.' Arthur thought to himself.

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" And sure enough a few seconds later and enraged shout that could match up against the Orc Shaman was heard.

"Here comes Dozla…" Arthur narrowed his eyes while tensing his legs. 

The moment he was assured of Dozla's appearance he would be ready to move. He was also on top of a hill where he could be seen easily, thus he needed to hide quickly.

After all, the senses of the Bandit Chief were a lot better than a weaker bandit. Then there were also the cultists of Iltan inside that hadn't appeared yet.

Arthur was sure that they too would be interfering soon enough. After all, the threat of the Orcs affected them as well. The Orc Shaman didn't care whether they were all bandits, he just cared that they were human and worthy of being killed.

"YOU FILTHY ORCS!" Dozla shouted out loud as he ran out of the cave.

His face was filled with anger and his eyes were bloodshot. A large battle Axe was held in his hand while his clothes were covered in mud. The soft beast fur that he wore had been tainted with the mud and lost its allure.

As soon as the Orc Shaman set his eyes on Dozla he recognized him.

"YOU! YOUR HEAD SHALL BE A TRIBUTE TO THE SOULS OF MY KIN!" The Orc Shaman roared. "AND YOUR KIN'S SOULS SHALL SERVE BULUNG!" 

The Orc Shaman was so furious that he didn't even notice the difference that the current Dozla had as compared to Arthur who was disguised. For a player, the Armor would have been a natural giveaway, but for the Orcs, the face was the same this they didn't care about the rest.

To them it didn't matter if the Humans were dressed in royal armor or bare naked, they were all the same to them.

Their heads would be on the chopping block, and their skulls would be turned into decorations.

"Mere Orcs dare to challenge me, DOZLA!?" The Bandit Chief was surprised by the actions of the Orcs.

As far as he knew while the Orcs would always fight them when they encountered them in the wild, they never did such a large scale attack. But any further thought about the strangeness of this attack was pushed aside by Dozla.

After all, he could see the fall in the number of bandits due to the casualties as well as the Damage that his hideout had suffered.

He hadn't even thought about how much damage the precious goods inside the cave might have suffered.

'A Fire would have been better than this… the cave wouldn't catch the fire at least. But mud? GOD DAMNED MUD!?' Dozla felt his blood rush just from thinking about it.

He also knew his heart would ache once he saw the actual damage.

"And I barely managed to make a deal with the merchants… all that velvet and silk that I acquired… all wasted!" the man said in frustration as he charged towards the Orcs. "NOW DIE!"

Dozla leaped over the mud and covered a distance of 5 meters in one go. And when he landed, he swung his double headed battle Axe, cutting apart three Orcs that were in front of him.

"Fire ball!" of course, the Orc Shaman wouldn't stand around and let the Bandit chief kill his kin either.

He threw three fire balls in a row, which Dozla dodged with ease. The fire balls ended up hitting the muddy ground and fizzled out, or hit one of the unfortunate Orcs that had accidentally come in the way.

"GET BACK!" the Orc Shaman ordered his kin seeing that they were helplessly getting slaughtered.

In just thirty seconds, Dozla had already killed around twelve Orcs. Granted, this was a fraction of the army that the Orc Shaman had brought, it was still a large number in a small time.

"Not so fast! Don't even think of getting away alive!" Dozla shouted back before gripping his battle Axe tightly. "Spinning Cut!" he directly used a wide area skill.

Dozla spun in a circle while holding the Axe out, chopping all the Orcs that were within the range of the Axe.

Arthur who saw this furrowed his brows, knowing that this skill was rather dangerous.

'Spinning Cut is one of the main skills for a warrior… and Dozla already has it. It'll make it difficult for numbers to overwhelm him,' Arthur thought to himself, as he saw the Orcs getting cut down.

"Stone Spear!" in order to stop the spinning Bandit Chief, the Orc Shaman used the spell again.

But this time the area was limited and Arthur saw that the MP drain was also just 10%.

'So he really did use the spell multiple times before.' Arthur confirmed.

~CLANG~CLANG~CLANG~

The spell did its job, as stone spears blocked the path of the spinning Bandit Chief. They clashed against his Axe and were broken apart.

"You think this weak magic can stop me!?" Dozla screamed. "I'm just getting started! LONG SPLIT!" he used another skill.

Dozla leaped up and raised his battle Axe, bringing it down with great force.

~TREMBLE~

The Axe released energy that split everything that was five meters in front of it in half!

The Orcs that had been trying to retreat were cut apart, creating a straight path for the Bandit Chief to reach the Orc Shaman.

"I'm coming for you." Dozla said with a cruel smile while pointing at the Orc Shaman.