Full-Time Psychic Martial Artist

The commotion of the five orc servants and 83 elves running around quickly caught the attention of an orc sentry at the edge of the camp.

He immediately grabbed the bone whistle necklace from his chest, intending to blow the alarm.

But as soon as his hand touched the bone whistle, he felt a chill in his throat, followed by a sharp, piercing pain.

Looking down, he saw an arrow that had shot out of nowhere and pierced his throat with perfect accuracy, blood flowing out along the shaft.

The orc endured the pain and put the bone whistle in his mouth, trying to blow it, but a breath filled his lungs with a large amount of blood, causing him to cough violently and choke. He then had difficulty breathing, making it impossible to blow the bone whistle.

About 10 meters to the right of the orc who had been shot by the arrow, another orc sentry also spotted the fleeing elf and picked up his bone whistle to call the alarm.

But then the two orc servants at the front simultaneously threw their axes; one grazed past the orc sentry's ear, while the other struck him squarely in the face.

The orc sentry fell to the ground, the bone whistle he had just put in his mouth smashed to pieces along with his front teeth by a flying heavy axe.

The third orc sentinel also noticed the anomaly and immediately tried to blow his whistle, but was shot through the throat by a stray arrow.

By the time the other orc sentries nearby realized something was wrong, the five orc servants who had started running first and the Frostfang Dire Wolf that had arrived later were already right in front of them.

The sentries didn't have time to sound the alarm and were forced to fight.

Even if the orc sentries further away manage to spot the elves escaping, they will be instantly pierced through the throat by arrows shot from who-knows-where.

Although an orc sentry eventually blew the alarm, by the time the whistle blew, the elves had already rushed out of the orc camp and fled into the forest.

……

In the arena, thousands of orcs were cheering for the exciting Mogo-Kshaka battle cry, their cheers completely drowning out the whistle that sounded hundreds of meters away.

In the arena, Lorne withstood Gorgon's ninth Chain Lightning.

Although I kept using [Warrior's Breath] to heal, it wasn't enough to keep me going, and I eventually fell into a dazed state because my health was too low.

Gorgon immediately noticed this, so he pushed aside the shield with one hand and grabbed Lorne by the neck.

Lorne tried to break free with [Action Overload], but his reaction was a beat slower due to his dazed state, and he was lifted up by Gorgon with one hand.

Before his hands were bound, he immediately used "Flying Shield Strike" in an attempt to break free by striking the opponent's head.

However, his dazed state and the fact that his feet were off the ground prevented him from exerting his full strength, and as a result, Gorgon easily dodged it with his "Veteran Reaction," then grabbed his arm, which was no longer protected by the shield, and twisted it in the opposite direction of the joint.

With a muffled crack, Lorne's right arm was pried off his shoulder joint.

The intense pain shot straight to his brain, and Lorne nearly fainted from the pain.

"GRAK!" (Orcish profanity)

Damn it!

Can't this body at least block out pain?

It hurts daddy!

Lorne cursed wildly in pain, which made him feel a little better.

After twisting Lorne's left arm, Gorgon immediately switched hands to grab his neck and then tried to twist his right arm.

Damn! Again?

Wotma—you think you're so great?!

Lorne suddenly curled up and kicked Gorgon in the chin.

Gorgon was stunned for a second by the kick, but that did not loosen his grip on Lorne's neck.

Gorgon snapped out of his daze, roared angrily, and slammed Lorne to the ground.

Lorne was stunned by the blow, and when he came to his senses, his other arm had already been grabbed.

With a muffled crack, the Zaku's other arm was also twisted off.

However, due to the large amount of adrenaline secreted, it didn't hurt as much this time as it did last time.

At that moment, a message popped up from the system:

You have completed the campaign event [Snatching Food from the Tiger's Mouth], gaining 1500 experience points. (2100/1000)

You have accumulated enough experience to level up.

You have one first-level spell to choose from.

Holy crap, it's finally done!

Lorne immediately used [Golden Cicada Sheds Its Shell], abandoning the Zaku and flying towards the forest outside the camp in spirit form.

It is worth mentioning that when he first left the Zaku, he felt a gravitational pull on his soul, but he easily broke free.

The gravitational pull came from Gorgon, which gave Lorne a bad feeling.

……

In the arena, Gorgon was about to break his opponent's left leg when he discovered that his opponent had suddenly become lifeless.

Somewhat unsure, they picked it up and shook it, and upon seeing that it was indeed dead, a look of confusion appeared in their eyes.

The famous Zaku died so easily?

Just as Gorgon, in his berserk state, was trying to think, the surrounding orcs erupted in a thunderous cheer, while only the Bloodaxe clan orcs lowered their heads in dejection.

Caught up in the atmosphere, Gorgon instantly forgot his doubts, tossed aside Zaku's corpse, and pounded his chest muscles with both hands, displaying his bravery.

The cheers immediately rose even higher, but the next second, an orc pushed through the crowd with a look of fear on his face and rushed to Gorgon.

"No...nothing good has happened!" The orc pointed in the direction where the elves were imprisoned, panting, "The...the elves have been...rescued!"

The excited Gorgon was as if he had been doused with a bucket of ice water, and it took him a full three seconds to react.

Roar!

An angry roar echoed throughout the entire orc camp.

In the forest, Lorne, who had just "donned" the body that represented his life, heard this impotent rage and couldn't help but smirk.

Then, without looking back, he chased after the elves in the direction they had fled.

……

With Huhu leading the way, Lorne quickly caught up with the main group.

When Nelly saw Lorne return, she immediately slipped into his shadow without a word, simultaneously communicating telepathically:

"Big bad wolf, you stink."

Lorne shook his head and smiled helplessly, then gave Frostfang and his five orc servants new instructions, telling them to cover the rear.

Dire wolves are adept at tracking prey by scent. Although elves have a speed advantage in familiar forests, these elves have clearly not eaten or slept well for the past few days and are in poor condition.

As Lorne took out pre-prepared water and noodles from his storage space and distributed them to the elves marching in formation, he explained the current situation:

"At our speed, even if we travel non-stop, it's impossible for us to reach North Forest Fortress before the First Orc Warband. So we need to cross the snow-capped mountains and enter North Forest Fortress from the south."

"Aren't we going to Cuiyin City?" an elf asked.

"A divine calamity has struck Cuiyin City," Lorne said. "Although it's the relatively low-risk Dream Plague, the army is temporarily paralyzed, and Northwood Fortress only has its regular rotation force. We must rush there to reinforce the defense. Otherwise, if the orcs breach the fortress and reach Cuiyin City, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Upon hearing this, the elves' expressions immediately turned serious, and they all subconsciously quickened their pace.

After Lorne distributed water and food to each elf, he said, "We're not completely safe yet. Let's eat something to recover our strength, then hurry on our way. We'll rest when it's safe enough."

The elves nodded, stopped asking questions, and focused on their journey and meal.

Lorne used the mind network to teach the 'Seneson War Soul' and related knowledge in groups.

The chants of "May the spirits bless the goddess" echoed throughout the procession, and their pace gradually increased.

To balance the team's overall movement speed, Lorne applied the "Light and Agile" buff to the slower elves.

After all the elves learned "Seneson's Battle Spirit", Lorne was finally able to find time to choose new spells and upgrade.