I Am A Legendary BOSS Chapter 95 - Eat Him

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Odom welcomed the most intense battle in his life.

His opponent was a white Orc with Legendary bloodline.

But Odom was also the glory of the North God1… of the Dwarves from Lonely Mountain.

Even though his level was only 54, not a match for Altaic, he had the blood of the Heavyhammer family. He was a very courageous soldier.

He was dressed in an epic Thunder equipment set and waved his epic Hammer of Thunder… He had the intention of fighting to the death with this white Orc.

But due to the level difference, Odom, who had relied on his strong equipment, couldn't endure more and was defeated after five minutes. But somehow Alec found an opportunity to launch a counterattack on Altaic and managed to rescue Odom.

The ones who discovered the Orc troops were badly defeated.

But even so, if the orcs had gone any further, the Dawn Army would have been in a pinch.

And by fighting with the scouts, not only had they exposed their footsteps, but they had also allowed Alec to discover their hiding place. Needless to say, they had been rather unlucky.

The two elite troops fought fiercely against each other. Not long after, Altaic's army of legendary Orcs retreated again and again in defeat.

He could not seize the opportunity. He had not grasped the rhythm of attacking.

With the same number of soldiers, it was very difficult for the army of Orcs to defeat the human legion.

Although in terms of individual combat power, Altaic, who was at level 65, was very strong and could defeat epics, if too many attacked at the same time… which was the case that was happening.

In particular, the opponents he faced were from the Dawn Army that William had carefully selected. The Elfin guards were bold and powerful. Every one of them could be considered small bosses. To the elites among the Orcs, who had middle level bloodlines, they were not easy to deal with.

The three-meter tall Bloody Crusher lived up to his name.

The troll had massive sharp fangs. It rammed into the army of Orcs, and no one could block him. It was like a heavy tank cruising through. His impact alone was enough to change the unusually small-scaled war.

Altaic's deputy general who also possessed an epic bloodline immediately charged forth. But he had chosen the wrong enemy…

When facing a level 70 Troll, his bloodline was not of much use. He lasted just a few attacks and was killed.

Fiu Roeser also showed bravery and valiance. He displayed the combat power he was supposed to have. He was a newbie who easily defeated his enemies. The more he fought, the fiercer he became, fully displaying the ferocity of the Tauren Warriors. His golden horns looked dazzling in the battlefield. If someone refused to comply, he would attack them.

Altaic, who was level 65, was the main pillar of the army. But after his deputy general died early, he found himself against too many epic bosses.

He could only retreat in defeat under the strength of numbers.

Just like when William faced the four epic bounty hunters, Altaic also did not dare to rush to his death.

But did not give in to defeat either. Though in the end, he was left over with 500 Orcs and he led to retreat. He felt dejected.

Odom did not chase after them. The Mission Target of this battle was very clear, the Devil's Den.

Through this battle, he had discovered one thing. He had become the Mission Target. He had also formed a profound hatred for Altaic.

But he also hated this. His ancestors had perished together because of this, okay?

But this was karma for Altaic leading his troops to launch a surprise attack.

Although Odom had on him a bounty of 100 thousand gold coins, it was simply along the way for Altaic.

Odom knew clearly that the Dawn Army was involved with him. Suddenly, the foggy mountains lighted up. When Odom saw this, he instantly understood that it was a signal from his lord. He took 3000 people with him and rushed into the mountains, leaving the rest of the soldiers and mercenary troops on guard outside.

The foggy mountains were not very large. The Dawn Army, with over 3000 people, charged into the mountains keeping their shields in front of them.

But the scene that came into their view was very shocking!

Only a few dark creatures were present inside the mountains, and the ground was covered with corpses. There was no space to even put their feet down.

A massive devil had been eaten up.

Its powerful aura still lingered.

But the most important thing, the one they were most worried about, their city lord… William Blackleaf.

His bright and shiny Thunder equipment set had been completely destroyed. It could probably be brought back by re-melting and building it again. But it could not be used to train any more.

In particular, his handsome face that made all the girls in the city fall for him had been broken…

It was very difficult for them to imagine what their Lord had encountered.

In contrast to William.

Lautner and Eric were not badly injured. There was some blood splashed on their bodies, but it was nothing serious.

The duo found their comrades looking at them in hatred, but they could only silently endure. They did not dare to even fidget. They really wanted to explain themselves. They had discussed this. If no one asked for help, they would not provide any help.

This was a command from the city lord himself…

Lautner was skillful in wordplay. He quickly told the rest about how brave and tyrannical William had been against the dark creatures. He said that William was unrivaled and regarded his enemies with disdain. That he had eliminated almost all the dark creatures in the mountains.

A wave of praises showered.

Everyone turned their attention to William. Lautner and Eric finally heaved a sigh of relief.

However,

After William met up with the rest, he realized that their next opponent would not be as simple as the previous ones!

In a massive cavern within the Devil's Den.

There existed an altar made out of pure obsidian. It was covered with mysterious symbols, and traces of blood could be found on some of the symbols.

The entire altar was sparkling. It was as if it was radiating an evil aura.

Right in front of the altar was a narrow space gate. Behind the dark whirlpool was the Dark World.

Occasionally, some low level dark creatures would appear.

But because of its resonance with the altar, the space gate grew larger and more stable.

Casa, the Dark Warlock who was level 50, had been stripped of his clothes. He had been tied up with black rattan string.

Casa just wanted Makhu Redd to kill him, but he had been gagged as well, and couldn't ask

"What a tall and sturdy body!" Makhu Redd walked a few rounds around his 'disciple'. He ruthlessly scratched his body several times.

It caused Casa so much pain that he could not stop crying. Makhu Redd fiercely slapped Casa's body. "Why are you crying? You are going to be sacrificed to the devil. Only then will I be able to obtain some benefit from your body. If that was not it, why would have I spent so many years nurturing you?"

A red palm-shaped mark appeared.

Casa no longer shouted. He already knew what was going to happen. Since he could not fight back, he would accept fate as it came.

Makhu Redd flashed an evil smile as he took out his staff and started to chant.

When he chanted, the blood on the altar slowly rose to the air. Gradually, the blood formed dozens of spells.

As the spells appeared, the shock waves grew larger and larger!

At that moment!

The blood spells disappeared.

It was as if… they had passed through the space gate!

Makhu Redd closed his eyes.

He was waiting for a response from the devil.

He knew that his disciple was outstanding. His disciple had endowments that far exceeded his own.

Even though he had not wanted to sacrifice this disciple, the situation had become complex.

He could no longer wait.

Time passed.

Ten seconds.

30 seconds.

40 seconds!

A terrifying smell wafted in the air!

Makhu Redd knelt on the floor in panic. He was pleasantly surprised as he shouted, "Welcome… the great Andu Mali!"

A handsome devil slowly walked out. He flashed a charming smile and slowly said, "No, I am simply his child."

Makhu Redd did not dare to move. He knew that he had said the wrong thing, even though he was simply trying to bootlick.

This handsome devil stretched out his arm and drew blood from Casa's skin. He did not care about Casa struggling and shouting. He simply enjoyed the taste of his blood.

The handsome devil smiled at Casa and said, "I like you!"

Subsequently.

He suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed Casa up!

In just an instant.

Casa was gone. He had heen eaten up…

The handsome devil stretched out his snake-like tongue and licked his lips. "How delicious. I liked his taste. Of course I had to eat him up."

Then, he spat out a ball of black energy and threw it at Makhu Redd. He walked away without turning back.

"Your sacrifice was not bad, but I want to eat something even more delicious."

Makhu Redd saw the undead and the darkness soldiers he had summoned. They no longer cared about his orders. They simply followed the devil and walked away with him.

He narrowed his eyes and did not move.

When the devil disappeared from his view, Makhu Redd grinned. He slowly returned to the darkness and disappeared!

Chapter end