Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 229 Domination
Cannibals.

Duncan initially thought they were monsters similar to ogres from Warcraft, but after seeing their enormous and clumsy bodies, he realized that these ogres were more like monsters from Lord of the Rings. They had bald heads with sparse hair, extremely tough skin, and emitted a foul stench. They possessed terrifying strength, capable of uprooting a tree with a single hand, but their movements were somewhat clumsy, which was probably their most obvious weakness.

"If an elven ranger came, she could shoot them down with a kite!"

However, the barbarian was at a disadvantage against such a large enemy. Even Hyjal, who had entered berserk mode, was knocked away while parrying the enemy's sweeping attack, and his shield shattered instantly.

The monster's strength was terrifying; it picked up a half-ton rock and threw it at you.

boom!
The others scattered, and Duncan also picked up his battle axe and leaped into the air, covering a distance of six or seven meters, and slammed it heavily into the ogre's right arm. Blood gushed out instantly, the thick keratinous skin was cleaved open, and the blow hit the bone. The ogre howled and swung a tree trunk across the room.

There was no way to dodge it from that distance. Duncan was instantly sent flying several meters away. After landing, he rolled to avoid it and then caught the spear that Crete threw at him.

If the weapon is big enough, brute force can truly overcome any skill.

The troll was about five or six meters tall and looked like a round, fat man. Crete stabbed it in the abdomen, but the fat layer absorbed most of the damage.

"It needs a pedicure!"

In a split second, Duncan hurled his battle axe. The heavy axe sliced ​​through the air and struck the enemy's knee with a thud, causing the massive ogre to stagger. Hyjal, meanwhile, rose to his feet, roared, and thrust his spear into the ogre's neck.

The monster's weapon was a large wooden club several meters long. Later, the weapon was broken, so it uprooted a tree that was as thick as an adult's waist and seven or eight meters long. When it swung it, it was like a giant broom, making it very difficult to get close. When Crete charged, he was hit by the club, and his head and face were instantly covered with bloody scratches from the branches.

At this moment, from God's perspective, two more ogres arrived from the nearby hills.

It must be resolved quickly!

Hyjal's spear pierced nearly half a meter deep into the ogre's neck. Even so, the ogre still managed to grab Hyjal's waist with its rough, large hands, attempting to crush him. Hyjal immediately released the spear, unleashing his innate divine strength to forcefully break free from the enemy's grasp.

But the next second, the ogre opened its foul-smelling mouth and actually bit his neck.

boom!
Hyjal roared and slammed his head into the troll, who let out a painful scream as several of his front teeth were knocked out.

He gripped his spear again and thrust it downwards with all his might, most of it piercing the enemy's body. Then, he pushed off with both feet, leaping two stories into the air and landing on a tree opposite him. Using the momentum of the branch, Hyjal pounced on it again, punching the troll in front of him so hard that its skull deformed and its eye sockets bulged out.

This guy can go toe-to-toe with an ogre in a brute-force battle.

According to Dungeons & Dragons, his strength attribute is probably over thirty-five points.

At that moment, Crete rolled over and thrust the spear directly into the ogre's groin. It was unclear where he stabbed it, but the ogre instantly let out a desperate scream. The monster's roar was extremely deep, and the sound was so sharp at this moment, indicating that a heavy blow had been delivered.

Attack its lower body!
The barbarian warriors from all sides swarmed forward instantly. Their charging and leaping abilities were strong. Two barbarian warriors slashed at the enemy's calves, while another threw his warhammer, which hit the troll squarely in the groin. Instantly, the troll's figure hunched over.

dead!
Duncan took a deep breath, gripped the spear with both hands, and leaped up. Taking advantage of the enemy's momentary lapse in balance, the spear pierced through the skull and emerged directly from the ogre's jaw.

boom!
The colossal creature crashed down before them, and the barbarian warriors who were trimming their feet behind it scattered like birds and beasts. If it had hit them, they would have been crushed half to death.

"How come the ogres here are so big?!"

"The trolls of the North are only about half its size."

Crete stood up, panting, pulled out his battle axe and threw it to Duncan, while Hyjal quickly picked up his weapon and looked towards the opposite hill, where heavy footsteps could still be heard.

“Perhaps it’s because there’s plenty of food here,” Duncan replied.

The northern kraken are all muscle, while the ogres here are rather bloated, covered in a thick layer of fat, which provides an extra layer of protection.

"But this guy is quite clumsy, not particularly difficult to deal with."

Crete raised his battle axe again and stood beside Duncan, while Hyjal had already charged up the hillside alone, preparing to take on one of the trolls. This guy had a strong sense of individual heroism and often overextended himself in battle; last time, during the siege of the Wetland Lizardmen, he charged into the monster horde and went on a rampage.

"Since you don't want popular support, then I won't hold back!"

Duncan ignored Hijal at this point, since he had already secured a kill.

He turned to look at Ugal and Pastor beside him and said in a deep voice, "Are you two alright?"

Ugal shook his head.

Pastor raised his arm and said, "My right arm is broken, but I can still fight."

At this moment, showing concern for their comrade-in-arms subtly changed the attitudes of both men.

"Loose formation!"

Duncan also took over command without hesitation. Normally, Crete was in command because he was the vice-commander of the Barbarian Chapter.

But now Crete has no objection to this at all, and consciously stands to Duncan's right.

Seven people, one injured.

The injured were at the very back, and the six of them formed a loose formation to fend off the charging trolls.

Hyjal has a buff, so he's not easy to kill. Just ignore him.

The game was too chaotic just now.

Hyjal led the charge, moving so fast that Duncan couldn't even give him a proper command, as a volley of throwing axes could easily hack Hyjal half to death. Duncan actually quite liked these savage brutes whose minds were only focused on killing and fucking. It was just a few trolls; he didn't want them to get caught up in this mess and lose their comrades. Trolls were incredibly strong; a direct hit could kill even a barbarian. Avoiding direct brute force made killing them relatively easy.

—Domination!
Although he lacked the ability to inscribe such details, Duncan could still easily lead a six-man squad.

"Ugal, step forward."

"Crete, prepare your javelins."

"Give me the throwing axe!"

Duncan had everyone form a loose circle, and after calculating the distance, he said, "Listen to my commands later!"

Three, two, one.

Javelin throw!

The three spears were thrown out like heavy javelins, and the troll charging at them instantly let out a wail. One spear was stuck in its neck and two in its abdomen. With such a large target, it was impossible for the barbarian warrior to miss.

"Flying Axe!"

Duncan stepped forward and ordered Crete, "Attack the enemy's right leg. Don't seriously injure it, just hinder its movement."

"Ugal, smash its toes with the warhammer in a moment."

Such a huge monster.

Even barbarians can't reach the top.

boom!
Just then, a muffled thud came from the side. Hyjal, full of fighting spirit, clashed head-on with the ogre. He was knocked several meters away by the ogre, but immediately got up with great vigor. The ogre on the other side was also knocked back by the brute force and almost fell to the ground.

This guy wasn't bragging; he probably did take down a real giant while wrestling!
Blood spurts.

Duncan's thrown axe struck the ogre's knee, causing it to stagger and lose its balance. Crete charged forward and chopped the enemy's calf with his axe. Then, Ugal swung his warhammer with a roar and smashed it heavily onto the enemy's toes.

This moment.

Duncan moved as well. He gripped his spear and charged forward, leaping into the air and landing on the ogre's knee. He then soared two or three stories high, letting out a thunderous roar as he swung his warhammer and smashed it heavily onto the ogre's head.

In an instant!
The troll's forehead was dented, and even its brains were smashed out. Its two eye sockets bulged out, and most of its eyeballs were exposed.

Pfft!
The behemoth crashed down, and the entire battle lasted less than a minute, easily resolved. Seven powerful barbarians worked together, with Duncan in charge of finishing off the enemy. None of them even let the monster touch their clothes.

boom!
At this moment, Hyjal was already engaged in a fierce battle with another ogre. They fought fiercely, exchanging blows with each other, each punch landing with a visceral force. Hyjal's spear even broke, and he swung his fists, as big as casserole dishes, one after another, striking the ogre's face like a storm.

"Should we go help?" Crete hesitated.

The two became entangled in a fight.

It's not easy to help right now. Hyjal is indeed born with superhuman strength, and he was able to suppress a strong troll head-on.

"Not urgent."

"Let him stretch his muscles first, so he won't challenge me to a wrestling match tonight."

Duncan picked up a heavy battle axe and weighed it in his hand. Seven barbarians stood by, watching Hyjal fight fiercely and cheering. The scene was both exciting and comical, and the barbarians present couldn't help but shout and cheer, encouraging Hyjal.

During the battle at Hyjal, he glanced back and saw that the other ogre had been dealt with, which relieved him greatly. He roared, "Watch me rip its skull off!"

Duncan's refusal to help was exactly what he wanted.

Hyjal absolutely loves scenes of him single-handedly defeating a powerful monster in front of everyone!
This guy suddenly got even more excited.

His rage intensified, and he beat the ogre in front of him until it was bruised and bleeding. He even managed to beat the ogre to the point of near death with his bare hands.

pity.

Just as he was about to lift the ogre's skull, Duncan suddenly swung his battle axe and delivered a leaping slash, instantly shattering the ogre's skull and interrupting Hyjal's wild and brutal finishing move.

Didn't you say you didn't need help?

Hyjal held his breath, caught between a rock and a hard place, and could only tear the ogre's jawbone to shreds.

"It sounds like someone is calling for help over there."

Duncan's words silenced his anger, and the group of warlike barbarians immediately rushed towards the ogre's lair.

The entire battle ended very quickly.

Duncan had it easy, but Hyjad's game wasn't so easy, though it was a lot of fun, even though he smelled terrible.

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(End of this chapter)