[DROP] Supreme World'S System (Supreme World System)
Chapter 179 ~ Beastman Invasion

Karazmal Continent.

"Hey, how are the girls?"

An orc was burly and large, asking his companion. He had a savage appearance, but not like a pig.

A pair of long canine teeth below came out from his mouth. His skin was green, like a goblin. Most of his body was covered in black and coarse hair.

As a warrior and a resourceful being, of course he wore light armor and an ax-like weapon.

Next to him was another Orc that had the same characteristics, just using a truncheon weapon from a large wooden rod.

The mace-bearer's orc chuckled, "He-he-he, take it easy. Although we have played a lot, they can still survive and their number is also not inferior to us."

Orcs armed with axes laughed, "Ha-ha-ha, you're right. As expected of the Beastman Nation, they are truly durable."

I don't know what they're talking about, I don't know.

They both served as gatekeepers of the fortress made simple. Although it is said to be a fortress, it is only a former village of the invasion which was then used as a post with a simple wooden fence defense.

The goblins standing in the watchtower accidentally overheard their conversation. He could only shake his head unhappily.

The Goblin army might have a large number, but it was limited to quantity. They don't have too much in quality.

Only Elite Goblins could be respected and influential in the course of battle. Without the ability and quality, they can only carry out small tasks.

In battle, they should be able to work together as a team to defeat one enemy. That was really hard!

Finally, they were inevitably forced to have a small Military Service. As a result, they did not easily get women and the spoils of war.

Even for eating, they cannot enjoy it.

Unlike the powerful Orcs, Goblins could be considered cannon fodder only.

Realizing this made him envious of the other troops.

In a heart beset with envy and envy, the supervising Goblin saw something moving within the forest. He narrowed his eyes and suddenly opened wide.

He opened his mouth and shouted, "Mus—!"

His sentence was cut off by a black shadow figure that suddenly shot towards him and cut off the artery in his neck. Below, the Orc gatekeeper knew nothing.

The pitch-green blood appeared to be black in color that night.

But suddenly, with no wind or rain, there was a sound from the bushes, then followed by a few black figures quickly narrowed the distance between them.

"What!?"

"Enemy!!"

The two Orcs shouted. They immediately prepared the weapons swiftly.

One of the axe-holding Orcs unhesitatingly swung his axe at one of the black figures.

"Dead you!" exclaim the Orc.

But unlike expectations, the black figure quickly dodged him and stretched his hand.

There was a "Siing" sound like a sword being pulled from its sheath. The figure's hands had sharp glittering claws.

"—!?"

The orc was startled, but before realizing, its neck had been torn apart by that hand.

The other fellow Orcs had more or less the same fate. After delivering the battering vertically, his face was scratched by a black figure. Then his neck was torn apart by another black figure.

Splats!

A dense green liquid splashed in all directions from the Orc's neck.

Without delay after the fight, a group of black figures rushed into the fence.

In an instant, they barged into the defenses of the Devil Nation and entered the village.

Entering the village, the shadow group found many Demon Nations that came from different types of races.

There were dozens of Goblins, dozens of Orcs and some Ogres.

Goblins only have a height of 100 to 130 cm and their strength is quite low. Orcs have a normal human height, ranging from 150 to 200 centimeters.

As for the Ogres they were very tall and stocky. Their strength was extremely formidable, on par with the Elite Fighters of the Beastmen.

With a height of 2 meters to 3 meters, and a wide body, it posed a lot of intimidation to his opponent.

After a battle that was not

in countless numbers, he was growing stronger. And from his experience, he could sense an intruder coming in.

Then, he let out a thunderous roar.

The roar!

The roar shook the air, the Goblins and Orcs who were resting and keeping watch found their bodies shuddering in fear.

Everyone immediately got up and prepared for the battle.

A group of shadows slightly snapped as well. They had hidden the presence, but did not expect that there was an Ogre out and let out a roar. Clearly, the Devil knew of their existence.

The leading figure in the shadow group looked into the eyes of the other figure and Ding nodded.

In that instant, they scattered in all directions.

The large-bodied Ogre picked up the sword on his back, ready to fight.

A group of shadows instantly surrounded him. But the Ogre was not afraid in the least.

Suddenly, his sword emitted a bright red glow, blazing flames enveloping his sword.

The Ogre grinned and roared again. A loud roar disturbed the ears of the shadow group.

Utilizing the enemy's not-so-distant confusion, he swung his sword that was enveloped in flames.

Swooshes!

The sword swung horizontally, targeting multiple enemies at once.

On the first target, his hand was taken out of the robe. It was similar to a human hand, but had sharp and long nails.

But suddenly, the human-skinned hands swelled up and thick black feathers appeared, while the claws became longer and glistened sharper.

The attacking Ogre immediately noticed the abnormality, he felt that he had breathed in cold air and exclaimed lowly, "Beastification!"

Yep, as the name suggests. It was the transformation of the Beastman Nation to become more akin to a savage beast.

Their physical strength would further increase, but they lost their minds as payment, although there were some Beastmen who were able to maintain sanity.

But in this case, it seems that only the hands are transformed.

Clangs!

Sparks of sparks scattered with the sound of metal clangs that made the pain. The power in Ogre's attack was immense, so the small shadow figure could not hold out any further.

The shadow was blown away for a dozen meters. But he was skillfully able to land smoothly, even though his sword-fending hand suffered a minor injury.

With a snort, Ogre stopped the attack. He knew that if it was extended, another shadow figure could at least dodge its attack. That would be a waste of effort.

Returning to the fighting position, his brows furrowed deeply and became cautious.

He had heard of the Beastman army consisting of a black figure.

Shadow Troops!

Facing this kind of elite army, he was inevitably troubled.

A large building is no different either. It was filled with an unpleasant and stuffy smell.

A group of animal-eared and tailed women were naked with an unpleasant smelling liquid staining their bodies.

Some Goblins, some Orcs and two Ogres wore their light armour and took back their weapons.

"Sial*n, it's all there is." One of the Ogres cursed.

"That's right, it's really annoying when there's a night rush like this. Especially in the middle of a game." The other Ogre also looked displeased and glanced at the panting Beastman girls.

Although they were told to retreat by superiors, the path connecting the two continents had yet to emerge. So, they could only stay in position while waiting for the connecting landline to have appeared.

Oh, there's more, their vices, especially some things that 'less wearing' can't go away as long as they can do it.

If they return to the central continent where there is now no dispute, it is certain that they will not commit offences such as rapist*n, murder, looting and others.

After all, the Devil Nation had a tendency to follow the nature of their leader. Since Demon King Margus basically had good qualities passed down by his father, the other Demon Nations would not do much evil.

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