blueteamnovel Chapter 57 - 57
Chapter 57 - 57
Chapter 57: Chapter 57
Chapter: The Second Warlord
Alden's POV – The True Battle Begins
The battlefield should have been silent. The enemy should have been dead.
Yet, the moment Leon drove his spear through the Orc Warlord's chest, Alden felt a chill crawl up his spine.
Something was wrong.
A new presence loomed over them—a towering shadow emerging from the trees.
A deep, guttural growl rumbled through the air, making the already trembling goblins freeze in terror.
A second Orc Warlord.
Alden's stomach twisted.
This... wasn't in the game.
This wasn't supposed to happen.
The male warlord stepped forward, its blood-red eyes burning with fury.
"You... killed... my mate."
Alden barely had time to process before the massive axe in the orc's hand slammed into the ground, sending a shockwave through the ruins.
Dust and debris scattered.
Alicia took a step back, her grip tightening on her sword.
Leon's expression hardened, already raising his spear.
Luca let out a low growl, his beastkin instincts on high alert.
Seraphina's Ice Griffin flared its wings, sensing the true battle had just begun.
Sylvara's green eyes shimmered, already preparing her magic.
Elena clutched her staff, lips pressed into a thin line.
Reynard clicked his tongue. "Great. Just what we needed."
Alden exhaled, his mind racing.
This orc... was stronger. Faster. Angrier.
And unlike the female, this one wouldn't fall so easily.
They would have to give everything just to survive.
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The Fight Begins
Leon charged first, spear crackling with lightning as he thrust forward.
The warlord didn't dodge.
It caught the spear with its bare hand.
Leon's eyes widened in shock—just as the orc swung its axe.
Alicia lunged in, her flaming blade slicing through the air, intercepting the attack before it could land.
Sparks erupted as her sword clashed against the warlord's brute strength.
Luca came from the side, his claws raking against the orc's ribs, but his attack barely left a scratch.
Sylvara's vines erupted from the ground, trying to bind the monster's legs, but the orc simply ripped through them with sheer power.
Seraphina's Ice Griffin unleashed a hail of ice spears, piercing the warlord's skin—but it barely flinched.
Reynard blurred into motion, his illusions creating multiple copies of Leon, all attacking from different angles.
The warlord swung wildly, destroying the fakes in an instant.
Elena chanted rapidly, sending waves of healing magic to keep the fighters standing.
Alden stood at the back, watching. Analyzing.
This wasn't enough.
They were strong, but the warlord was stronger.
At this rate, they would lose.
Unless—
They turned the battlefield against it.
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The Gambit: Controlling the Horde
Alden slipped his hand into his coat, fingers brushing against the mana cores he had stored.
He had been saving them.
For emergencies.
And this...
This was the perfect moment.
With a deep breath, he activated his Sharingan beneath his glasses.
His vision sharpened.
Every detail of the battlefield became clear. Precise. Calculable.
And most importantly—
He saw the goblins.
Dozens of them, trembling, cowering, their weak minds already overwhelmed by fear.
Alden's voice was barely a whisper, yet it carried through the air like a command.@@@@
"Kill the warlord."
Leon exhaled, adjusting his grip on his spear. "Alright."
Alicia cracked her neck. "Let's end this."
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Seraphina and Sylvara moved first.
The Ice Griffin unleashed a powerful frost storm, while Sylvara's thickest vines erupted from the ground, aiming for the warlord's legs.
The orc snarled, trying to shake off the bindings—but that was the mistake.
Reynard's illusions flickered in, surrounding the warlord in a maze of false enemies.
The monster's red eyes darted, momentarily confused.
That was all the time they needed.
Alden's dagger shot forward, guided by his telekinesis, slicing through the warlord's shoulder.
The orc roared in pain, twisting toward him—
And that's when Luca struck.
The beastkin warrior lunged, his claws sinking deep into the warlord's ribs, tearing at its exposed flesh.
Blood sprayed, but the warlord refused to go down.
Its axe swung wildly, aiming to cleave Luca in two—
Alicia intercepted.
Her flaming blade clashed against the axe, sparks flying as she held her ground.
"LEON!" she shouted.
Leon's eyes flashed.
Lightning crackled around him.
With a deep breath, he vanished—his speed boosted by both his aura and magic.
The next second—
His spear pierced straight through the warlord's chest.
Lightning surged through its body, frying it from the inside.
Alicia twisted her blade, driving it deep into the orc's neck, flames erupting from the wound.
Luca, still holding onto the orc's back, sank his claws deeper, ripping through flesh and tendons.
Seraphina's Ice Griffin unleashed one final, freezing blast, sealing the warlord's wounds with a layer of frost—locking the damage in place.
Sylvara's vines tightened around its throat, choking the last bit of life from it.
And Alden—
He sent his katana flying with telekinesis, aiming for the orc's skull.
SHINK!
The blade buried deep, right between the warlord's eyes.
The orc staggered.
It shuddered.
Then—
It collapsed.
Dead.
The battlefield was eerily silent. Only the sound of their ragged breathing filled the air.
Leon let out a shaky laugh, dropping to one knee. "That... that was insane."
Alicia wiped sweat from her forehead, her grip on her sword loosening. "Yeah. No kidding."
Luca, still catching his breath, cracked his neck. "Took everything we had."
Elena wasted no time, channeling healing magic into their wounds, her hands glowing with soft golden light. "Just sit still for a moment. You're all barely standing."
Seraphina sheathed her sword with a sigh. "This was supposed to be the last fight, right?"
Sylvara frowned. "Then why do I feel uneasy?"
Reynard scoffed, rolling his shoulders. "Because something doesn't add up."
Alden, still gripping his katana, stared at the orc's corpse, his mind racing.
"...Why did the goblins turn on their master?"
The group froze.
Leon blinked, his expression shifting to confusion. "Wait... yeah. Why would they do that?"
Sylvara's green eyes narrowed. "That's not normal. Even for weak-willed creatures, turning on their leader like that is... strange."
Alicia crossed her arms. "It doesn't make sense. Warlords have absolute control over goblins. They wouldn't suddenly betray their master unless they were forced to."
Luca frowned, his ears twitching. "I've never seen anything like it before."
Reynard exhaled sharply, his fox-like golden eyes flickering with suspicion. "Something doesn't feel right."
Alden kept his expression carefully neutral. He let his gaze move across the battlefield as if he was just as lost as them.
"...Maybe it was fear?" He finally suggested. "We did kill the first warlord. Maybe without their leader, their instincts told them they had to obey the stronger force... and when they realized the second warlord was a bigger threat, they turned on it instead."
Reynard raised an eyebrow. "That's a convenient explanation."
Alden shrugged, giving him a tired smile. "It's the only thing that makes sense. Unless someone here has some mind control magic we don't know about?" He chuckled lightly, keeping his tone casual.
Reynard narrowed his eyes, but before he could say anything else, Leon groaned and stood up, stretching his sore muscles. "Whatever the reason, it worked in our favor. We won."
Elena sighed in relief. "Finally."
Alicia nodded. "Yeah. Let's get some rest."
Alden followed them back toward the ruins.