Day 18'We have an epic battle coming up with an enemy that could most likely squash us all like the insignificant bugs we are before its eyes, however, I don't think any of us here are planning on dying anytime soon. So I am going to have divide you all into groups just so we don't die. Leader of the rat men, you will be leading your race to set up ambushes and traps for the enemy forces. You also will be sharing information on what happens on the battlefield so we can keep track. Gorm, you and the goblins are going to have to engage in a frontal assault. Next, Sunalla, I believe you said you and your water nymphs are capable of performing water magic for healing? I'll need you guys to leave your comfort zones and move on land to support the goblin forces. I believe the Ogre Tyrant may bring a king or two with him, but we only have one king on our side and she will be coming with her forces, so the goblins will not be alone, however they will come on the actual day of warfare, so the
Day 20 I woke up this morning and like last time, Ulva had left me some horned rabbit. Day 3 of preparations, I once again headed over to the rat men tunnels. When I got there, I was surprised to see that some of the nymphs were there. Apparently, they were still digging the tunnels to the medic stations, however, the nymphs had already moved in with some herbs from their rivers. These herbs contained medicinal properties. Then I had a thought I hadn't had before. If I could get monsters abilities when I eat them, why not the same for plants? But I didn't have [Evolver] to test that out, so I guess that would have to wait for after. I quickly set out for the goblins. When I got there, the goblins and rat men were training as planned, however they were not alone this time. I spotted countless insects moving around with them. When I flew down, Gorm came up to me and said. "Hinotori-sama! You didn't tell me that the spider king's forces were going to be training with us. You are jus
The EastTroll King's CaveThe cave was filled with loud cheerful roaring. Trolls were stomping the ground and beating their chests in uniform. They had formed a circle around two trolls that were facing each other. One was a troll with red hot skin and the other had the average dull grey skin. At the moment they were performing a ritual that their race usually did the night before any conflict. It was to determine the ranks the trolls were given for the conflict. The stronger the troll, the higher their ranking. The leader of the trolls was not exempted from this rule.The grey skinned troll delivered a heavy punch to the red skinned troll's face. That punch would have been able to snap a tree in two, however it barely managed to faze that troll.The troll king cracked its right fist and grinned at his second-in-command. He raised his arm and flexed all his muscles. Veins snaked out, showing just how serious his punch was."As always…. Ya punch like a… GOBLIN!!!"He brought down his
The West, Village of OooThe Leaders of all the goblin villages in the West had gathered in front of the village. Their members were all outside with them talking and partying like fools at a party. One wouldn't be able to tell that they were going to face a serious battle the next day.Gorm took a gulp of his slime and looked up at the other leaders. A hob-goblin twice his size kept poking his cheek. This hob-goblin possessed blond-hair and wore a loin-cloth around his chest with a red tattoo over his left arm crossing to his chest. It was believed that those were the signs of a [Divinity] blessing him, but since he hadn't received a name, they couldn't confirm that."Oi, Gorm! Let's duel!""No.""Come on, come on! It'll be fun!""No.""Brother! We worked our butts off training these guys into what they are now! A little bit of fun wouldn't hurt now, would it? At least a duel for the last!""Don't say such pessimistic things.""P… pessimisk… wha-?""It means don't say bad things."Th
Leveling the ground in their wake, the East's invasion group advanced towards the West. An army filled with three different races in small amounts, all combat ready. In normal circumstances, one would assume they were coming to fight one another, seeing as they were all violent races, but they were all being directed by a very powerful being, so they wouldn't dare."OOOHAAA!""OOOHAAA!"Tearing up the once peaceful environment with their war cries, the trolls, numbering in the fifties shook the ground with their powerful steps, led by the troll king Zod. He was a red troll smaller than the others. A mutation of sorts that compressed his muscles, forcing his muscles to pack more punch than the average troll. With a little bit of work, he easily became the top of his species. Some say with more work and he would have been strong enough to fight the ogre tyrant. That was just their opinions though, he himself didn't believe in such nonsense. Lord Krull was in a league of his own and this
It didn't take long for the West's forces to appear at the borders of the West. The ogre Tyrant who had been flying overhead with his wyvern looked at the West's forces.There were well over two hundred enemies on the West's side. However, it was a collection of E rank and D- rank creatures.He was infuriated. Was this some sort of insult? When he had heard that the West was fighting back, he expected a grander army.300 E rank and D- rank monsters vs 500 D and C rank creatures couldn't even be called a war. Saying it was a fight would even be too much. Worse of all, he couldn't even sense a king rank monster in the mix.What the hell was this? Did his enemy underestimate him to this extent? If he had known the West would do only this he would have brought less creatures for the massacre he was about to cause. Even worse, a hob-goblin came forward and told him to retreat in order to avoid a humiliating defeat.The ogre tyrant at that moment was about to jump to the battleground and ki
"Gorm-san! Don't you think that troll is strong?"This was the leader of the Krav tribe in the West. Wielding his giant mallet and heavy rusty armor, he grinned and scratched his cheek."He alone has taken down fifty of those bees."Gorm agreed with him."Then shall we engage in battle?"Dressed in mere filthy rags and holding a rusty sword, the leader of the Zamp tribe suggested to them."Hehehe… Sure, depends on what I get from it."The skinny hobgoblin said. He held two rusty daggers laced with poison. He was a shrewd fellow, but still one of the hob-goblin captains and the leader of the Stamp tribe."Please, do not suggest something so suicidal."This time, the voice belonged to that of an elderly female hob-goblins. She also wore rags and leaned on her crooked staff for aid. She was the leader of the Tak tribe and also one of the hob-goblin captains."Don't you think so, Oda dearie?"She was referencing to the young hob-goblina who was once her disciple."I will follow Gorm to wh
The East's army rampaged through the forest. Some of them had already been caught by the traps that the enemy had set up. The pit holes filled with night vipers certainly caused them only a few allies, but they pressed on without caring. The next problem was the strong invisible steel-like threads that cut through their armor and killed most of them. The soldiers had to buff themselves up and slice at the air to cut the threads. This drastically slowed down their progress and to top it off, rat men would just pop out from beneath the ground or emerge from tree tops to cut up the soldiers then disappear. Then there were the weird poison puddles and magic projectiles just shooting off at them from the cover of the forest. The very trees fought them and little devils stole their weapons and hurt their eyes, noses and mouths.What the hell was happening? In an all-out fight, the West would normally stand no chance, this time however, the East was playing in the West and as such, the weake