Chapter 111: The Petrified Ogres

  There was o hesitate, Matthew stared at the ogres and tore open the "Fireball" scroll inside his robe.

  The spinning fireball “boomed” down, instantly enveloping the ogres, who had been under tinuous attack, in fmes.

  The fierce impact of the fireball, bined with the intense burning of the wall of fire, instantly turned seven ht ogres into charred corpses.

  The other few, with their bodies abze, screamed and ran wildly, rolling on the ground in agony, yet they survived due to their tenacious vitality.

  Listening to the pleasant sound of the kill notifications, Matthew looked at the remaini or nine surviving ogres.

  He gestured for everyoo rush in, silently muttering in his heart:

  “As long as you're willing to spend money, with an anized and pnned way of fighting, you almost always win.”

  As long as they weren't outnumbered, Matthew, with his vast bat experience, wasn't at all worried about these disanized ogres.

  More than ten male ogres didn't even have time to unch a det attack or resist before they were sughtered by the soldiers, who were high on morale.

  Matthew left these ogres for the soldiers to practi, aiming to boost their fidence.

  "See, these big, brutal ogres just look fierce."

  "Hurry and pull out the arrows, at least they still be used three more times!"

  "The crossbow bolts didn't even fully pee, their bodies are too tough!"

  "They're just like us, two shoulders and one head, kill them and they'll die!"

  "Phew, these ogres are so poor, they don't even have det ons or armor."

  "If the ogres had those ons, they wouldn't have been killed so easily. It would be us in trouble then!"

  "Heh heh, lucky for us the are master stepped in. Otherwise, if those ogres rushed over, I wouldn't know how to deal with them..."

  "Idiot, they're so sloould just keep wearing them down..."

  "Quit talking, hurry and drag the corpses over, toss them into the fire ahead and be doh it..."

  " we burn it all?"

  "What kind of joke is that? Such a big k of meat, how could it all burn?"

  "This is just to show the res that we're not to be messed with..."

  "..."

  While the others were ing up the battlefield, Matthew returo the carriage, sat cross-legged, and quietly picked up a water bottle, sneaking a sip of "Mana Potion."

  From entering the Troll Valley until now, he had gained 4 precious skill points, and his experience points had soared to 70,000!

  Matthew po save the level-up maoration for a crucial moment.

  The stench of burning flesh spread, and the crag fire sounds made the more thay tied-up female ogres extremely terrified.

  They stared in horror at the gradually bed corpses, their minds bnk.

  They couldn't believe it—those normally invincible, tough-skihick-fleshed male ogres.

  At this moment, before the humans, they were so vulnerable.

  The female ogres looked at each other, too scared to make a sound.

  "So quiet? That's not good!"

  Matthew waved to Alid whispered something in her ear.

  Alice walked ring fiercely at the female ogres, and shouted loudly in the on nguage:

  "Keep shouting!"

  The female ogres looked bewildered; their not-sht minds couldn't prehend Alice's demand.

  Without hesitation, Alice picked up her crossbow and shot an arrow in front of the female ogres.

  Seeing the arrow quiver slightly, they started screaming again in fear.

  At first, the adventurers were puzzled, not uanding why the captain was doing this.

  Until anroup of male ogres charged in, howling.

  They crashed straight into the ambush again.

  After enduring a barrage of paralyzing arrows and another round of bombardment from Matthew,

  The severely wounded male ogres, only seven ht of them alive, mao charge up to them.

  Ohey realized what was happening, they finally delivered the killing blows.

  The sed group of male ogres fell.

  They posed hreat at all; it seemed too "natural."

  Everyo quite puzzled!

  While finishing them off, hag off the ogres' heads took siderable effort, proving these bodies were real.

  But why did the ogres run so willingly to their deaths?

  "Could it be that this art of the are master's pn?"

  Seeing anroup of male ogres fall, the surviving female ogres, more desperate than ever, screamed even louder.

  The bizarre se made everyone look at Matthew with ged gazes.

  That sense of mystery and power was unsciously magnified by their own minds!

  Self-imagination, self-strategy—most dangerous of all!

  Naturally, Matthew didn't expin the principles of knowledge, tactics, or uanding the enemy; he calmly looked toward the ravine in the distand issued an order:

  "Keep moving forward!"

  His pin voice seemed to carry an undeniable authority and some mysterious force, causing everyoo instinctively obey.

  The bound female ogres screamed as they were marched toward the ogre camp.

  They didn't dare make any sudden moves, not even daring to run faster!

  As the ogre camp loomed closer in the distahe soldiers gradually became more tense.

  To their surprise, there were no burly male ogres standing guard outside the camp; instead, the pce was in chaos.

  At the entrance of the camp, a group of indistinguishable male and female ogres were stantly fighting over things, even breaking into violent brawls.

  Only a few chubby ogre cubs stood by, fusedly watg the chaotic adult ogres.

  Their big bd-white eyes showed no ay, only a hint of curiosity.

  The approag screams made the ogres even more frightened.

  Some of the male ave up what they were fighting over and fled pitifully toward the back of the camp.

  Others picked up ons again, standing menagly at the chaotitrance of the camp.

  However, their trembling legs showed that their hearts weren't as strong as they appeared.

  The soldiers and adventurers exged bewildered gnces.

  They had prepared for a tough battle, only to be met with this se.

  The fleeing ogres were male, while those huddled together in the camp were female.

  Even though they were the same species, their behavior was pletely different.

  Taking advantage of their scattered strength, Matthew poi the fleeing ogres and softly said to Alice:

  "Shoot at them from a distance, drive them toward the troll camp a few kilometers away."

  If the troll camp was still strong, they would surely be eager to capture or even hire these male ogres.

  If the two joined forces, they'd be even more troublesome.

  But sihe troll camp had retly suffered heavy losses and was being harassed by adventurers deep iroll Valley, they would certainly be on edge aive.

  When they cshed, a battle was iable!

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