After Ogaba returned to his world, he reported everything that happened honestly. The Boragg was obviously disappointed.

For his failure he was sentenced to carry a boulder as heavy as a literal mountain for 10 years.

Then the Boragg sent his army to earth. They did not waste time. The cities closest to the gate were the first to fall.

The army spread out into 12 groups each led by a projection realm expert(rank 5). The beast city fell in only a few minutes.

The tower warned them of incoming danger but they were not fast enough to react, not that it would've mattered.

The power of a projection realm orc was too great for this city to handle. The barrier shattered like fragile glass.

The bovine king fought bravely to buy time for the others to run. But only a few hundred children and females managed to escape.

Blood flowed like rivers turning the city red. The army stopped there to rest and organise themselves.

There were no survivors, orcs rarely took spiritual beasts from other worlds as slaves. They had them in their world as well.

On another part, another army attacked the Flame City. Vermilion fought the projection realm leader and led him away from the city.

Alya tried her best to evacuate as many people as possible. All of the major cities had secret bunkers designed to accommodate millions.

This was their escape route in case of an emergency, however the orc leader came back only after a few minutes later without Vermilion.

Alya sighed, she had an idea what had happened but she didn't want to believe it. The city barrier fell after a single attack from the projection realm orc.

The formation barrier was only a 4 ringed 4 layered array formation. In only a few seconds tens of thousands died,screams echoed amidst the laughs of the orcs.

She felt pity for them but there was nothing she could do. Her vessel wasn't made for battle, any rank 4 orc could possibly defeat her let alone the entire army.

Not to mention their leader. Only around a hundred thousand managed to escape before she followed only wishing those left behind luck.

Unbeknownst to her, as soon as her and all the strongest people disappeared, those left behind who were mostly mortals lost the will to resist.

The orcs no longer killed anybody. They were enslaved instead. The men were to be used as miners to mine the resources of this world for the orcs.

The women had it much worse, they were used as mere playthings to satisfy the sexual urges of the orcs.

It seemed the fantasy stories had some truth to them. The orcs were very sexual creatures, even the females.

But they were more picky than the males, it still didn't change that their victims had a miserable fate of continuous canal pleasure, some until they drop dead from exhaustion.

Weeks passed. The orcs spread to every conor of the world. Cities of beasts and human alike fell one after the other.

The orcs also opened more gates around the world allowing more of their armies to come through.

Most of their numbers were made of slave races. However after a few weeks of cutting through every army like harvesters in a wheat field.

The orcs met a barrier in the form of a turtle. An army came across Novak and he was in a terrible mood.

The moment they appeared he didn't waste a second and took his full beast form. A brown turtle with rock hard skin and stood taller than mountains appeared.

On his back was massive hill of stone. Each of his steps shook the ground like a world ending earthquake.

His first action was taking out the army. The earth opened up below them. Of course something like this would normally not trouble rank 4 and above creatures as they can fly.

However the gravity suddenly became much higher than expected. Before anybody could react, the entire army including the leader fell in.

The earth closed up crushing all of them. However Novak did not relax. A few seconds later the earth exploded sending rocks flying through the air like bullets.

The orc leader appeared and glared at him with eyes blazing with rage. " You will pay for that beast."

Novak did not bother responding, the orc wore iron gauntlets. Novak felt excitement bubble inside him.

He was finally going to have a worthy battle, it had been far too long. " Come orc." He roared, his deep voice shaking the sky.

The orc lunged at him, golden light covered his fists. He was faster than Novak which made sense.

Novak was huge and heavy, his ability focused more on defence than speed. The orc punched his face.

His head snapped back, a massive shockwave spread out ripping the ground to shreds for hundreds of kilometres.

A huge crater appeared around them. That punch was incredibly powerful, had it been anybody else it would've done more damage.

However the orc met the wrong enemy this time. " Is that all you've got? My wife punches harder than you."

The orc felt his anger blaze inside him. Being told a female could punch harder than him was insulting.

He prided himself in his physical strength which was considered strong even amongst other orcs.

" You will regret saying that beast." " Then show me, come, give it your best, I swear will not dodge nor block your next three attacks."

Seeing he was being looked down on, the orc felt more angry than he had ever been. " You will regret saying that beast."

Novak looked at him with a bored expression." Is that the only thing you can say?"

In response the orc roared. The light around his right fist grew brighter and condensed into a massive five metres large golden fist.

" Let me show you my power foolish beast." " Body Art: Fist of the Golden God." He lunged at Novak like a streak of light.

He pulled back his fist and punched. The sky shook and the air ignited Infront of the fist. The flames spread out like a wave.

Novak watched everything with a bored expression then the fist landed on his face, a calamitous shockwave that shook the earth and cracked the sky followed.

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