Strongest Necromancer Of Heaven's Gate

Chapter 602 This Is What I Think Of Your Stupid Spirits!

"Fascinating, truly fascinating," Asmodeus said as he casually summoned a Bone Wall to block a slab of granite, which had been blown all the way from the Fortress Walls. "Master, I'd like to have one of those Magic Cannons to tinker with."

"We'll see if we can nab one or two of them later," Lux replied in a casual manner as he summoned his Thunder Warg King, Jed. "Draven, you already know what to do, right?"

"Yes, Master," the Shadow Lord that hid inside Lux's Shadow answered. "I hear and obey."

A moment later, Lux's shadow moved away in order to carry out his Master's order.

Lux smiled at the fleeting shadow and wished the newest member of his Covenant good luck in what he was about to do.

"Let's go, Asmodeus," Lux commanded. "This Fortress is done for."

Asmodeus nodded his head before summoning a skeleton war horse that he could mount. The Archlich then gave the dead Orcs a side-long glance and sighed in his heart.

If only he could have his way, he would definitely pick up some of the bodies to use for his experiments. However, Lux firmly told him not to because he didn't want to sour his relationship with the Blackrock Clan due to the temptation of greed.

"Ride!" Lady Avyanna commanded as she led the retreat of the Orc Army. "To Lorgakh Kur!"

The Orcs roared in acknowledgement. All of them hoped that when the Human armies entered the Mountains of their home turf, it would be their turn to make them suffer losses and retreat back to their own Kingdom.

Perhaps, it was only Lux and Asmodeus who didn't feel sad as they left the Fortress. For them, this wasn't a big deal because they were merely there to observe the war between the two sides.

Unknown to the tens of thousands of Orc who were making a hasty retreat, the red-headed teenager and the Archlich were busy discussing things that would give them casualties through telepathy.

'Our Skeleton Grand Cannons can reach their location, right?' Lux asked his strategist as they followed behind the Orcs.

'Yes, Master,' Asmodeus replied. 'However, it will be best if we don't show this to our enemies right now. Although the Orcs have lost a fortress, their determination to fight is still burning. Perhaps, this flame has now become a great bonfire due to the rage they are feeling in their hearts.'

Before Lux could even reply, a loud explosion suddenly erupted behind them.

The Grand Spell had finally activated and unleashed a giant fireball, similar to a small sun, which descended to the Orc Fortress, obliterating it completely.

"Nice fireworks," Asmodeus muttered subconsciously as he looked at the blazing inferno behind him that created a giant mushroom cloud that rose toward the sky.

This casual comment of his earned him hateful growls and glares from the Orc Warriors that were riding beside him.

Instead of being afraid, the Archlich simply shrugged his shoulders as if it wasn't a big deal. Clearly, the Archlich didn't give a hoot about what the Orcs were feeling right now, which made Lux smile wryly.

As the Orcs retreated, the Haca Dynasty's Army celebrated their victory, raising their morale.

"Hahaha! Those Orcs are nothing!"

"Are these really the powerful Orcs of the Blackrock Clan? More like the cowardly Orcs of the Blackrock Clan."

"Hahaha! What an easy win!"

"The Great General really knows what he is doing. With this, we will be able to conquer the lands of the Wanid Kingdom smoothly and without fail."

All the soldiers were in a good mood, and even the High-Rankers couldn't help but smile at the outcome of their first campaign in the Wanid Kingdom.

They had already expected this outcome, but seeing it become a reality made them feel as if all of their preparations finally bore fruit.

Three hours later, the Human army finally marched toward the giant crater where the Orc Fortress once stood.

White smoke was still oozing off from the ground, but this was easily dispersed by the High-Rankers of the army.

After passing through the giant crater, the soldiers finally stepped foot in the territory of the Wanid Kingdom, making them feel elated.

They continued their march for half a day before Great General Garret signaled everyone to take a short rest.

After giving his orders, the hunting parties began to forage for food supplies in the surroundings. It was at that moment that they came across several stone statues in the places they passed.

Great General Garret had already told them that these statues were very common in the Wanid Kingdom. The locals made them as a tribute to the Spirits which could be found all over the mysterious kingdom.

"Guardian Spirits?" one of the Scouts laughed as he looked at the statue in front of him. "This is what I think of your stupid spirits!"

A moment later, the sound of water hitting stone was heard as the Scout pissed at the statue in front of him.

The Scout hummed in a good mood because he was able to relieve himself and mock the Spirits of the Wanid Kingdom at the same time.

Just as he was about to finish emptying his bladder, something black appeared in his vision. A moment later, he felt a stinging pain in his chest. The Scout was unable to shout in pain because a shadowy hand blocked his lips.

A minute later, another Scout appeared in the area and saw his comrade adjusting his lightweight padded armor.

"Is everything fine, brother?" the Scout asked his comrade who was standing in front of the statue that was wet with piss. "Are you done desecrating the Spirits of the Wanid Kingdom?"

"You call this desecrating?" the Scout, who was adjusting his armor earlier, replied. "Wait till you see me stabbing an Orc in the face. You will see the true meaning of desecration."

"Hahaha! We'll have our chance, brother. Just hang tight until we catch up to those cowardly Orcs."

"Aye. We will definitely catch up to them sooner or later."

The two Scouts then left the scene, leaving the statue behind.

A minute later, the hand of the statue moved and wiped the piss from its face. Its sinister visage briefly appeared before turning back into a statue that could do no harm to anyone.

While the Haca Dynasty was already preparing their men for a full-scale invasion of the Wanid Kingdom, a certain red-headed teenager was busy laying down his chess pieces that would strike at the right moment and give Great General Garret a surprise he would never forget.