Ascension of the Nephilim

The Foreshire Orc kingdom was the main kingdom that took advantage of Airom Logat. Since it was the closest Orc kingdom that could afford to send great numbers of platoons to accompany a single caravan, most merchants and orc traders would create shops in that kingdom which would then be the point of transfer to send it to the nearby kingdoms. With the long winding, Eversteed river, the trade between one orc kingdom to the next took advantage of this river to protect it from the attacks and raids made by humans.

As such, the Foreshire Orc Kingdom quickly became the richest orc kingdom in the region.

The number of soldiers that accompanied them was over two hundred. And leading the group were several orc magis, orc archers, and wolf riders.

"Are the scouts back?" A tall orc with two large hook swords asked as he observed the terrain before them. He was the captain and the leader of the entire 200 man army. He is a level 26 Orc dual-wielding berserker and is famous for his quick responses, and is often a favorite for vanguard during war times.

"Captain Crook. The scouts haven't returned, but they gave the signal for safe crossing. They might be standing guard for any possible spies scaling the other side of the mountain." Another orc captain answered.

"Then let's move. The faster we leave this intersection, the better." The orc led the group and moved. The nearby scouts stood on top of the hill and watched as their allies crossed below.

To the left of the orc army was the cliff of the hill. To their right was a thick forest. The main road passed by this area and was a favorite spot for bandits and enemy races to ambush any passing group because of its strategic position.

The group quietly passed by, and all of a sudden, a tall and valiant figure emerged and gave a hearty laugh.

He was human and wore an armor of a Holy Paladin. The Force Energy that he released was so potent that this could only be a human champion.

The orc captain sensed the fluctuations and charged to the front. He had a caravan to protect and could not understand why a Holy Paladin would be here. The only time an Earl would move out of the kingdom was during a war. Earl's were treated as generals of war. And so when the orc saw the Champion, it made him rage.

"What happened to our scouts?!" The orc cursed as he asked the nearby orcs. The scouts went ahead of them and had been seen standing in the area to confirm that there were no enemies. This pass was a critical place and would be riddled with ambushes. And so, the scouts would be sent ahead to warn if there was a large force waiting and would signal a retreat.

"What are you doing here, Champion? Are you breaking the agreements that bound our races? Attacking our escort in this land is tantamount to war!"

"That is what I'm here for, orc! We want the Blood Calamity! We know of the terror happening in your mountain! You Foreshire orcs will fall before my Vaux Imperial Kingdom! Men! Attack!"

Suddenly horse riders emerged from the side of the hill and marched down the slope. As they did, several arrows could be seen flying on the air behind them.

"Take cover!" The orc shouted.

An arrow had flown from another area and struck the neck of one of the Orc captains.

BOOM!

An explosion that created a strange green mist occurred, and the orc immediately died.

"Poison!" The orcs shouted.

This was a level twenty orc warrior! They had great recovery and stamina, but a single arrow had immediately slain him!

Suddenly, more arrows flew over the hillside and attacked the caravan.

The orcs raised their shields and ran for cover under the carriages that they had. Several others pulled out large wooden planks that became a shelter for them. The small army had several monstrous creatures which were twice the size of the orcs took large wooden boards that protected the incoming arrows. The arrows struck their thick hide, but it didn't seem to do much damage.

"Trolls! Keep protecting our archers and magis! Magis! Prepare to cast a magic shield!" The captain ordered as he scrambled to command his men.

"Magis at the ready, sir!" An orc magi reported.

"Once the shield is up, I want archers firing back and end out our riders to attack that hill!" The Orc captain ordered.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Several small green explosions occurred, which struck the three of the trolls protected the most archers and magis. 

The trolls stumbled down and began trash about from the pain, and the soldiers hiding under the wooden boards were now open to attack.

"What was that?!" One of the orc leaders reacted as he turned to check the trolls.

The trolls had a small hole in the area where they were hit and a strange green desolation was spreading.

"Poison magic! It's affecting the trolls! They have a poison expert!" One of the orcs reported.

"How can that be? Trolls are immune to most poison! Damn in! Regroup! Shield Maidens, Shield Bearers to the front! Archers, fire on top of that hill now! Wolf riders! Charge on the other side and attack the archers beyond the hill!"

The wolf riders at the back began to move forward. As a cavalry was charging down, the wolf riders decided to rush for the other side of the slope to attack the archers. The wild and unpredictable movement of the wolves makes it hard for the archers to shoot them.

A red light emerged and protected the entire two-hundred-strong orc troop. The mages and archers assumed their battle formation as the arrows could not penetrate the force field, making it safe for them to move out of the shields and covers.

But then, the paladin harnessed a great amount of energy.

"You think this will stop me?! I will destroy your shield with one slash!"

The paladin ran and jumped over the hill to attack the orc army below.

"He's crazy!" An orc cursed as he ordered the team to shoot at the paladin.

The arrows passed through the magic force field and zoomed as the barrier allowed objects to move out. But the arrows didn't even reached the paladin and struck something invisible and couldn't do any damage.

"GRAND CROSS!" The paladin slashed the long powerful blade towards the empty air as he sensed a magic barrier being erected.

"Focus the magic shield on his attack!" The orc leader roared, and all the orc magi harnessed their energy to the area where the paladin attacked.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! 

Several explosions occurred simultaneously on different fronts of the orc army as several attacks happened the moment the shield was created.

"AHH!"

Shouts were heard as the paladin's attack pierced through the shield and struck the ground creating an explosion.

"What?! How is that possible?!" The orc leader roared angrily. This was not his first fight with a level 40 hero. That shield would have stood strong as long as the magi focused their energy on that spot.

"Captain! Enemy attacks with strong Force energy occurred at the north and the west end!"

But before the orc could respond, he could see that the paladin began its powerful attacks that began to throw off all orcs.

The shield faltered, and the Paladins large sword breached the magic shield and began to fight with the shield bearers and shield maidens of the orc.

The slash of the paladin wielding the large sword would blow them away.

The human cavalry waited at the side and prepared to make a charge.

"Archers! Attack those cavalries! Kill the horses first! Warriors with me! Let's face this paladin!" The orc ordered.

"You were wondering where your scouts were and why you've fallen for our trap, right?" The paladin laughed.

The leader of the orc squad was confused until he saw it.

From the top of the hill, several figures jumped up and wielded their weapons.

More than two dozen orcs appeared as some jumped over the hill, and others raced through the side and ran even faster than the charging horses.

"Kill!" An orc cried as he was running to the side.

"Traitors!" The orc realized what had happened, but it was too late.

The scouts didn't care for their lives as they ran towards the opening that the paladin made. Those that jumped were now crashing on top of the other orcs and began to fight.

The archers began to shoot the orcs, but the orcs ignored the arrows and charged madly. Several horse riders managed to break the inner circle and attack as the orc archers focused on these wild orcs.

Their weapons were strong and stood at a class that matched the strength that only Barons would wield.

Outclassed and facing mounted enemies, many of the orcs were brutally slain.

The paladin led the charge and headed for the strongest warriors.

"On me!" The orc ordered, and several of the orc captains charged alongside to fight the mighty paladin.

Four Orc captains fought against the paladin.

Going back a few moments, right before the paladin jumped down and attacked...

Kyros observed in a hidden area. Near him were all his golems summoned and ready for combat. But the weird thing was that they were wearing light armor to make them appear human.

He had watched his plan play out. His grandfather could imitate a powerful champion. And so, recalling the enemy kingdom that surrendered and served the necromancers, Kyros took the paladin's armor and made his uncle declare his allegiance.

The plan played out beautifully. Most of the servants knew how to shoot a bow. And they didn't need to be accurate. They just need to appear to be many. And so, they stood on the other side of the hill, unseen, and kept shooting like crazy.

The scouts that the orcs sent were all captured thanks to Kyros and Martha. They started by turning a few that they captured into ghouls and bringing more scouts until they had killed all the scouts. Then, with the scouts in their command, they gave the command to make these scouts give the signal to send the army in.

"All that is left is for me to attack." Kyros smiled as he wielded the sword and harnessed the same level of energy that he used on his grandfather. But since the power was being harnessed into the sword, the attack would be far terrifying.

As his attack became ready, he then dashed forward as he knew his grandfather would jump down and make his attack.

The wolf riders ran and passed through the magic barrier. They noticed Kyros running towards them.

"Tear him apart!" The orc wolf rider who led the pack roared.

Kyros ran and gave a mighty leap. With his strength over 100 points, his superhuman jump brought him several meters high.

And right when he was on top of the wolf riders, he launched his powerful attack.

"Caravan Crash!" Kyros shouted as he summoned the several carriage carts and caravans from the Temple.

SMASH! SMASH!

The caravans crashed, and the sudden appearance stunned the wolf riders, and they all came crashing into the chaos.

Kyros ignored the wolf riders and kept rushing towards the barrier.

His grandfather was about to strike the shield. On the west side, his mother, with the Vermilion Earth Sword full of Earth Energy, made her strongest attack.

And with perfect synchronized timing, the three struck the barrier and broke it.