In the middle of this forest stood Alex surrounded by twelve orcs wielding various weapons mostly clubs, their level was around 120.
Even while being surrounded by powerful enemies that could terrorize even a powerful Demigod, the Black prince was pretty calm, no he was wearing a thin smile at the moment, meaning he was excited and was about to go on a rampage.
Facing this weird human that kept giving them a feeling of extreme danger, the leader of this scout ordered its subordinates to attack simultaneously to overpower their enemy, unfortunately, it was already too late because darkness enveloped them as Alex appeared behind them with this sentence.
''Night Walking!''
''You are already dead.'' He added and before the leader of the scout could understand what he meant he saw his subordinates falling one by one like dominos, he was the last one to fall, and even until the end, he didn't understand how he died.