Protagonist?Antagonist? I Reject Both

Chapter 180 180:Failure[II]

As he advanced, five orcish blades whizzed towards Cameron simultaneously. Three aimed at his head and chest, while the other two targeted his sides. With a furious roar erupting from his throat, Cameron planted his feet firmly into the ground, lowered his body, and charged at the approaching Orcs.

Seeing tightly bound from all sides, Cameron's loyal companion tried their best to bend Cameron's head and press their shields closely against Cameron's shoulders to protect him. Despite their efforts, Cameron could still feel at least three blades grazing past the top of his head.

Cameron shouted explosively, his blood boiling with adrenaline. All of a sudden, the blood vessels on his arms expanded, transmitting an explosive force. He swung his massive spear fiercely, creating a bloody arc in the air.

The blades along with the soldiers were pushed away. Though hurt by the impact they escaped dead.

Slash!

CLANG!

Cameron did not even spare a glance at the soldiers as Orcs surrounded him from both sides. Howling, he crashed into the chest of the nearest orcish infantryman who tried to grasp Cameron. The Orc, holding his right hand, wailed miserably upon impact as Cameron fiercely elbowed him, sending him sprawling to the ground.

The human soldiers, acting as his Guards, were only slightly slower than Cameron. With roars of fury, they charged forward, stopping the two orcish soldiers whom Cameron had missed before they could plunge their blades into his vital organs.

The human soldier on the left successfully thrust his sword into the opponent's lower abdomen, then pushed off the screaming orc, ignoring the ensuing chaos as he continued to follow Cameron, assaulting the second row of enemies.

As for the human soldier on the right, he was unfortunately pierced by an orcish soldier's blade. However, undeterred by the danger, he continued to charge forward, pouncing on the enemy and bringing him to the ground.

Three of the orcish soldiers' blades, along with their forearms, broke away from their control and fell powerlessly onto the ground as Cameron sliced and slashed dozens of times in an instant.

"Tsk!"Cameron clicked his tongue and swept his spear but before it could strike, his back tingled and he immediately withdrew.

A mystical force swept the place where he stood.

SWOOSH!

BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!BOOM!

The moment Cameron stepped back, a rupture appeared in the ground cutting through the ground and forming a crack.

Lightning showers erupted striking the ground out of nowhere forming a line.

"What?"Cameron's heart almost skipped a beat seeing this.If he forced his way through the place he might have been cut into pieces and burnt to crisp just now.

Due to the sudden lull of attack while the human forces came to a standstill, the Orcs carrying Seeker started retreating but the other Orcs formed a circle around Cameron and his troops on the other side of a crack created by Lightning.

As the Kirt began their hasty retreat, a sense of relief washed over them as they believed they had trapped their pursuers.

However, their hopes were shattered as they turned to face the loud banging sound, only to find themselves staring into the eyes of a human force far away that had broken free from their encirclement.

"Fuck! I have forgotten about him."

"Damn! That Liebert failed."

Panic gripped the Orcs as they realized their fatal mistake, their faces contorting with shock and disbelief at the sudden reversal of the situation. The once bloody place had now been frozen by snow and now bore the footprints of the merciless slaughter that occurred at the front lines.

Among the ranks of the humans strode a lone figure, wielding a sword shimmering with a darkish haze. His eyes burned with determination as he surveyed the scene, a grim smile of satisfaction playing on his lips. Beside him stood a woman, her presence commanding respect and admiration from all who beheld her.

"What!" one of the Orcs muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. "This... this cannot be!"

The soldiers of the Orcish forces watched in stunned silence, their expressions a mixture of awe and horror at the sight before them. They had expected to crush their enemies with ease, but now they found themselves facing a formidable foe.

The man with the black sword raised his weapon, the blade gleaming in the sunlight as if declared, his voice ringing out with authority.

And with that, the battle began anew, the clash of steel echoing across the battlefield as Orc tried to defend the lines against humans who had reached the end of their formation.

The woman stood at the forefront, leading her soldiers with an icy hazard, her presence inspiring them to fight on against the odds.

The Orcs fought desperately for their lives, but it was futile. They were outmaneuvered, outmatched, and outwitted by her. And as the last of them fell, the tide of battle finally turned, leaving only the victorious humans standing amidst the carnage.

When Kirt started to retreat, it was humans who should be in peril.

Those who followed Cameron expected the situation to be as grave as now with their target running away,they would be bound by and with both sides.

From the ones ahead and from the side who were drawing towards Irina and Leon.

So they had to fight a tug war to escape but the moment they looked around their hearts almost jumped out of their sockets.

"Oh my God!"

"This..."

"Demon!"

"It's the Demon of the Battlefield."

"He had created a route for us and destroyed the enemy lines till here."

Contrary to their expectations, they weren't trapped because a portion was cleared out for them. The Orcs were wiped out and a trail of blood and corpse lingered.

A malevolent storm seemed to have swept the place which was led by a human wielding a black sword and a woman dancing in the trail of some freezing snow.Instead of them, it was the remaining Orcs who were trapped.

Cameron, ignoring this, frowned looking around for the one who attacked him out of thin air.

"Who was it?"He bit his lips in frustration as he wasn't able to find it.

His Martial spirit can read the flow of the battle enhancing his fighting ability and danger-detection ability. Despite this, it reacted late and Cameron wasn't able to find the person.

Though the troops looked more relaxed as Leon had made an escape route, Cameron's heart stirred wondering about the impending danger the person may bring to them.

As Cameron submerged in deep thoughts, a loud voice roared across the place.

"GOTCHA!"

BOOM!

Following the voice, a terrifying sound of explosion burst the place. Dust and debris swept the place forming a trail of smoke.