The Golem Mage

They were able to pass out of the city after showing their badges at the city gates.

Alec had been surprised at the number of mages stationed there. @@novelbin@@

Even way back in Estonia city, there were not as many city guards stationed to watch over the city.

He also noticed that their badges had been changed since they gave them to that old, short man.

The man had registered them as adventurers and, on the back of their badges, there was an ancient engraving that Alec couldn’t understand.

For now, he chose to put it aside and focus on the journey ahead.

After they left the human city, even the wild adventurer groups started riding at a slower pace, allowing Alec’s group to catch up with them.

Despite catching up, there was still an invisible gap between them.

Alec sensed a very intense killing intent directed towards them ever since they entered the wild.

Being perceptive of such feelings, Alec quickly realized that they might have already been marked by an enemy.

He gathered his group and warned them to stay alert.

"We are about to enter the orcish forest now, Don’t be afraid, as we have been here countless times."

"There are a lot of valuable things to be stolen and acquired from this forest, as long as you have the strength to get them," he reassured.

"And don’t worry, as long as we avoid some important and dangerous areas in the forest, we won’t attract any enemies that are beyond our abilities.

We should be able to reap some rewards," James added arrogantly.

Alec, however, looked at his group, his eyes filled with warning.

As they cautiously stepped into the dense forest, a sense of foreboding settled over them like an invisible shroud.

The towering ancient trees, standing there for who knows how long, cast long, eerie shadows over them.

Their gnarled branches reached towards the ominous sky.

James’ group gripped their weapons tightly as they started cutting through the bushes with precision, scouting ahead.

"Spread out," James ordered.

With each step Alec took, there was the soft crunch of fallen leaves underfoot, and the rustling sound of unseen creatures scurrying through the undergrowth.

As they ventured deeper into the expanse, the dense bushes closed in around them, forming an impenetrable thicket that concealed an unknown danger lurking within.

The air grew heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying foliage, mingling with the distinctive musk of Orcs.

Alec, ever attentive and keenly aware of his surroundings, felt a chill creep up his spine.

He couldn’t shake the feeling that unseen eyes were watching their every move, and an uncanny silence settled upon the forest.

A sharp tingling sensation danced across his skin as the hairs on the back of his neck stood upright.

Suddenly, a wave of malevolent energy washed over them, unmistakably brimming with malicious intent.

"Stop! Prepare for battle!"

James was the first to notice something unusual in the bushes, calling for his team to quickly form a small formation around him.

Alec’s heart pounded in his chest as he exchanged a tense glance with his companions, their expressions reflecting his unease.

Whispers filled the air as a large orc darted towards one of the mages in James’ group, swiftly beheading the Mage with a great axe.

The blood spouted onto the orc’s body as he smiled maliciously.

"Kill them all!"

The Orc with the great axe ordered, and Orcs started emerging from all corners of the forest, blocking all escape routes.

In that moment, Alec realized why he had felt uneasy even before entering the forest.

There had already been Orcs lying in wait, ambushing them, When he looked at the Orc standing before them, memories of his test in the Ninth level of the tower flooded his mind.

and he realised that the ninth level of the tower had tested students due to one of the Space passage coordinates under the control of the academy.

The Orc with the Great Axe standing before them was a Sub-captain Orc, and Alec was incredibly familiar with the engravings and tribal tattoos on his body.

Having encountered his kind before at the test , Alec felt that this sub-captain didn’t have up to a thousand Orcs under his control.

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As there was no conceivable way to hide a thousand Orcs at the entrance of the forest, Alec swiftly summoned magneto and other golems to encircle his clansmen.

He understood that the shaman accompanying the sub-captain was often cunning and would exploit the chaos to launch surprise attacks.

"I’ll kill you!"

James declared, his fury ignited by the loss of his comrade under his watch, and the mounting presence of Orcs only fueled his determination.

In the dense and shadowy forest, the clash of metal reverberated through the air as James gripped his great sword tightly.

He faced off against the enraged Orc sub-captain, his every breath seething with primal rage.

Stray beams of sunlight pierced through the towering trees, casting fleeting light upon the chaotic battlefield.

The sub-captain let out a bellowing war cry, boosting the morale of the Orc soldiers, as he charged at James, recognizing him as the strongest mage amongst their group.

His massive great axe raised high, ready to strike.

James, unyielding, focused his energy, channeling the power of the wind through his body.

As the sub-captain swung his great axe down with unrestrained force, James swiftly dodged to the side and countered with a swift strike infused with wind.

The sub-captain snarled as the winds buffeted him, yet his sheer strength allowed him to withstand the assault. Undeterred, he lunged forward with surprising agility, closing the distance between them, and launched a horizontal swing of his great axe, aiming to overpower James.

Despite his best efforts, James found himself locked in a fierce struggle, his sword straining against the brute force of the sub-captain’s greataxe.

With a mighty roar, the sub-captain pushed James backward, causing him to stumble momentarily.

Seizing the opportunity presented by James’ temporary loss of balance, the sub-captain pressed his advantage, launching a flurry of attacks, displaying a level of agility unexpected for his hulking size.

He delivered swift and powerful strikes, forcing James to constantly retreat, his defense slowly crumbling under the relentless assault. James fought back with every ounce of his strength, infusing wind elemental magic into each sword strike, trying to counteract the sub-captain’s overwhelming might.

Yet, despite his best efforts, James found himself out matched, The sub-captain had anticipated his every move, easily deflecting his wind-infused strikes and overpowering him with sheer brute force.

The clash continued, the sound of steel meeting steel reverberating throughout the forest.

Fuelled by determination, James refused to back down, his spirit unyielding, However, with each passing moment, his movements grew slower and his attacks lacked the precision they once held.

His overconfidence had been replaced by a stark realization of the sub-captain’s superiority.

Meanwhile, the battlefield around them raged on, The wild adventurer group fought valiantly, but they had forgotten to check on Alec’s group, their survival becoming their main priority.

Encounters with Orc soldiers created pockets of chaos within the forest, overshadowing James’ struggle.

James’ comrades caught glimpses of his fight, their hearts sinking as they witnessed their leader being pushed to his limits.

As the battle wore on, James’ breath grew labored and his body weakened. The sub-captain’s attacks became more relentless, exploiting every weakness as James felt his strength waning.

He knew he was reaching his breaking point, Yet, despite his fatigue and the onslaught of blows, he retained a remarkable resolve.

With a final burst of determination, James summoned the last remaining reserves of his mana for a powerful wind magic attack.

Channeling it through his sword, he unleashed a devastating whirlwind assault, aiming to disorient the sub-captain and turn the tide of the battle in his favor.

However, to his dismay, the sub-captain met the attack head-on with unwavering resolve.

The whirlwind clashed with the sub-captain’s immense strength, causing a violent collision of elemental forces against physical force.

The surrounding trees swayed violently as the impact sent shockwaves throughout the forest.

James held his breath, hoping that this last-ditch effort would grant him the brief advantage he needed to regain his footing.

But the sub-captain, fueled by his unwavering determination, broke through the whirlwind assault with an earth-shattering roar.

He charged towards James once again, his Greataxe It was evident that nothing could deter him from emerging victorious.

James raised his sword, ready to fight back, even though exhaustion threatened to consume him, He refused to give up, knowing that surrendering now meant certain death.

His strikes became desperate yet filled with profound determination as he pushed himself beyond his limits.

The sub-captain, recognizing James’ tenacity and spirit, fought with an equal resolve.

Each clash of steel resonated through the forest, marking an intense battle between two leaders, Every blow struck with incredible force.

In the end, James was unable to overcome the overpowering strength and skill of the Orc sub-captain.

With one final, sweeping strike, the sub-captain disarmed James, causing his sword to fly from his grasp.

James stumbled backward, his body battered and bruised.