Kapitel 342: Chapter 342

It was already the right time for the dazzling light in the sky to show its true might, radiating with its intense heat like any other, the temperature of the vast desert rose significantly. Clad in their crude but effective metal armor, the orcs felt like they were being baked alive.

"Too hot! Damn these bastards!" A Raksha at the very front of their formation complained. His face was fully covered in thick beads of sweat and his torso was also drenched by his very own perspiration.

"Fight Us! You cowards!" a deafening voice thundered from the battle line of the orcs to taunt their foes to clash against them in real combat. No matter what the real purpose of the roar was either to taunt their enemies or to release his frustrations of being unable to retaliate against their foes, it didn't matter.