Strongest Prince Becomes Legendary Chef
Mordor's

“I've guessed you'll make it out of the trap I set, Oliver.” Owen grinned thinly as he flicked his fingers and hundreds of living corpses surrounded the ruins of the building where Oliver and the teenage Orc girl were hiding.

Oliver frowned as soon as he realized he was no longer able to escape. Then he stared intently at Owen who stepped slowly towards him. “Why sell your soul to the enemy of mankind?” he wondered why Owen would kill his comrades who had fought together with him, even some of the undead were Owen's childhood friends.

Owen shrugged his shoulders and let out a long sigh. “I also have no choice,” sahut, “if you are in my position, You will also choose to be a devotee of the God of Cthulhu rather than being an undead.”

Owen's words made Oliver finally understand that Owen must have met Mordor as the main perpetrator who spread the Power of Dark Magic Elements throughout the Grandland Continent.

“Means not just you, right... secretly infiltrate the Western Legion Army or maybe you have infiltrated the entire Military Legion?” search Oliver curious.

Owen chuckled and said, “In this kind of horny situation, your intelligence soul is still working and trying to figure out something that makes you curious.”

Oliver only frowned and thought what Owen said was true as well, for what he asked when in a moment he would soon become an undead like his other colleagues.

”Alright, I'd say that it wasn't just the military body of the Hazel Empire that we snuck in, I'd say, We are all over the Grandland Continent and will surprise all of you when the Great God Cthulhu gave the order to make the entire Grandland Continent a sacred land belonging to the followers of the Great God Cthulhu,” said Owen with a burning spirit.

Oliver took a deep breath and turned his head towards the teenage Orc girl who was still holding the edge of her clothes. ”So soon escape when I start fighting against those living corpses,” he whispered.

The teenage Orc girl was astonished to hear the words of the handsome Man before her, she did not expect that there were still Humans who cared about the Race that had been considered their eternal enemy.

When the Western Legion entered his village, they mercilessly killed anyone who escaped too late, even if they did not care even if the Orcs were children or women. The Humans only wanted to avenge what happened to them a hundred years ago, at which time the Orcs also slaughtered more than Two-thirds of the Human Race.

”Lariiiiiiiiii!”

Oliver shouted loudly as he swung his dagger towards the undead that shot towards them.

The teenage Orc girl looked at Oliver doubtfully, she gritted her teeth and immediately pulled Oliver's shoulder which made Oliver puzzledly turn towards her.

”I will seek help to save you! Promise to stay alive!” said the teenage Orc girl while shedding tears. ”Install my name in your heart, my name is Chicie,”.

“Oliver,” says Oliver. However, he realized why he had to reply to the words of this teenage Orc girl and he also encouraged Chicie to stay away from him. ”Hurry up, Chicie!”

However, Chicie once again pulled his shoulder which made Oliver became irritated and was about to yell at the Orc girl and said he no longer wanted to help her escape, but he suddenly felt a strange sensation on his lips and a moment later realized that Chicie had kissed him savagely.

Chicie wiped away the tears that had soaked her cheeks and reluctantly escaped from the ruins of the building. He entered into the underground pit used by several Orcs fleeing the slaughter carried out by the Western Legion.

Oliver heaved a sigh of relief as the large body of the Orc teenage girl had disappeared from his sight. However, he felt that something was wrong, why did he even feel relieved? Is this the so-called love different Race or like the classic story “love story Prince handsome and girl ugly look poor”.

Oliver shook his head and thought why he even had time to daydream something strange when his life was over the horns. He then pierced the chest of the undead that had reached in front of him.

“Sorry Hans... I must kill you,” muttered Olivier drained the Shadow Magic Element into his dagger and the undead heart was instantly smashed into pieces, then his partner in the Western Legion immediately fell down and did not move again.

However, before he heaved a sigh of relief, the living corpses had surrounded him and closed the space for him to escape.

”Hopefully you die horribly Commander Owen fucking!” Oliver yells at Owen while activating his Shadow Magic Element, but suddenly one of the undead raises a hand and a bright light removes the shadows around Oliver so that he cannot slip away from it.

The living corpse behind Oliver put up his martial horses and a moment later darted while swinging the Sword filled with flames.

“Sial!” Oliver gritted his teeth and suddenly remembered the God Hercules, but he had rarely prayed to His God. ”If the God of Hercules had performed a miracle on me and I had survived this deadly place, then I would have married Chicie,” he murmured suddenly thinking of the teenage Orc girl. However, he again felt strange, why did he not pray to marry a beautiful Human girl or all the Elves in the Eternal Forest.

Oliver smiled faintly and took a deep breath, then swung his dagger to fend off the slash of the Undead.

Boooommmm!

Oliver was surprised, suddenly a large-sized Sword stuck in the chest of the Undead, then the Life Magic Element emitted a dazzling light out from the undead body. In an instant the undead turned into dust grains which left Oliver dumbfounded.

“What God Hercules has sent me miracles?” muttered Olivier still with a dumbfounded look and the dazzling light from the blade of the Sword also obliterated some of the living corpses that surrounded him. “Their weakness turned out to be Life Magic Elements.” Oliver immediately concluded.

“Show yourself!” Owen shouted furiously while searching for the whereabouts of the owner of the large-sized Sword.

Owen also did not expect that the corpses of his life would be wiped out so easily by that Life Magic Element. His forehead broke out in cold sweat and his heartbeat skipped a beat, as it felt that the Strength of the Life Magic Element belonged to the Swordsman who had surpassed a level 10 Swordsman, or did not rule out the possibility of being on par with Mordor.

“Quick show yourself or I'll send the corpses of my life tore apart the body of that fleeing Orc girl!” threatening Owen who thought, most likely this invisible enemy is the Orc Swordsman, and he helped Oliver in return because Oliver had helped the Orc girl earlier.