Gamers of the Underworld Chapter 272 - Goblin Grand Priest

The Ogre standing before him was very tall and had black skin. His protruding fang was as sharp as a dagger.

Apple swallowed hard. The dominance of the huge Ogre made him unable to breathe.

What a terrifying creature! Apple thought.

“Apple, I told you before not to return. Your homeland has been occupied. You should be thankful I have just eaten. I’m not going to eat you. Get lost.”

The Ogre laughed sinisterly.

He surveyed the gamers on the ground. Then, he grabbed an offline gamer in disdain and threw him at Apple’s feet like a puppet before saying, “Are these your reinforcements? After meeting us, they’re motionless. Hahahaha!”

Apple blushed with shame. He was about to fight the Ogre with his life.

“Gosh, it’s incredible. The game’s AI is so cool. The monsters are taunting gamers?”

“This isn’t unusual. However, this behavior is stinky.”

As Apple was gathering his strength, he heard a few Gnomes whispering to each other.

Though their voices were soft, it wasn’t because of fear, it was as though they were afraid of disrupting the conversation.

As Apple was preparing to sacrifice himself, he saw a Gnome pick up a small pebble and throw it at the Ogre.

The pebble hit the kneecap of the Ogre and made a tiny “Pom” sound.

The surrounding air froze.

The Ogre looked at that Gnome in disbelief, while Apple gaped in astonishment.

The few gamers started shouting, “Gos.h.!.+ We can attack now? The Plot Animation has ended?”

The Ogre lifted his Mace and looked malevolently at the gamers. At this moment, the gamers slowly awoke from their sleep…

…

Far from the Main Underground Tunnel, 50 Ogres and hundreds of Gnomes, Houndhead Men, and even Goblins were fighting.

The Ogre leader wasn’t fearful of the Goblins and Houndhead Men, though he was slightly concerned about the Gnome Magicians.

Seeing as Goblins and Houndhead Men were weak-willed, most of them would flee after a few were killed. What was the use of large numbers? It was only a matter of killing a few of them.

The Ogre leader had a special intimidation technique. That was maiming his opponent but not killing them.

A maimed opponent who looked pitiful had a better deterrence effect.

When the Ogre leader broke both legs of a Goblin and chewed them, the Goblin didn’t scream in pain. Instead, he crawled and use a Short Sword to stab the Ogre’s leg.

Their combat willpower was terrifying, and some of them used Mana Skills like Mana Wind and Fireb.a.l.l.s, which were simple and did little damage.

However, it was a different story when tens of Fireb.a.l.l.s wreaked havoc on the Ogre.

The main point was that during the casting of spells, they sang the incantations as though they were showing off.

A nearby dying Gnome laughed hysterically.

A Gnome whose arm was dangling by his side plucked off his arm and threw it at a Gnome Magician who was singing an incantation.

“Is that how you speak the Hefei dialect?”

The Ogre leader was disoriented. He was unable to understand the situation, and fear gradually crept up within.

They were a bunch of monsters!

The Ogre leader was very sure of that.

“Retreat! We’re retreating to the Stronghold!”

The Ogre leader plucked a Houndhead Man off his back and threw him to the ground. But another Gnome climbed on him. The Ogre leader roared in panic, but he didn’t have to shout. His companions had started to retreat in the direction of the Beetlemons after being sieged by the fearless gamers and sustaining casualties. A fully armed Ogre was beaten to death by a group of Gnomes and Houndhead Men.

His body was full of wounds and blood spilled on the ground. Then there was the second and third casualty…

There weren’t many Ogres. As the Ogres sustained casualties and the enemy had an overwhelming ratio, it was time for a full retreat.

However, it wasn’t easy to retreat when surrounded by the gamers.

The Ogre leader turned around to see a Goblin who was laden with Bladder Bombs raising his Huge Hammer and charging at him. The Goblin was mumbling various formulas and equations that the Ogre wasn’t able to understand.

A blinding brilliance erupted from the Goblin’s body!

Sacred Light! That was the Power of Sacred Light!

How could that be! How could a Goblin have such powerful energy of the Sacred Light?

The Ogre leader had no time to understand this point. The unlimited Power of Sacred Light crushed down on his head. The white brilliance engulfed him, and his soul underwent an evolution.

Merciless questions flooded his mind. With the Power of Sacred Light, his mind was doing the questions. That was an incredibly terrifying thing.

The Ogre leader felt his life force being drained away by the questions. When he was unable to answer the questions, he knelt down on one knee while mucus and saliva dripped from his face. He was fearful and aggrieved as he said his last words to the Goblin.

“D*mn, why are you a Goblin Grand Priest… the King won’t let you off…”

Their leader was killed, which was the last straw for the surviving Ogres. They knelt down under the coercion of the Sacred Light and ditched their remaining resistance.

The first midnight encounter of the gamers and the Ogres ended with the gamers’ victory.