Chapitre 317: Chapter 317 - March

A booming shout bellowed through the orc's camp. The thunderous roar was merely a single word, a simple command exclaimed by a lean, slender, young, dark-green-skinned figure.

He didn't look imposing, he was wearing torn, shredded clothes. His upper body was virtually barren, free for everyone to gawk at. Small cuts and bruises could still be seen, although they have healed a lot since his last fight against the Guardian Spirit.

An invisible pressure was being released from the depth of his body, rings of energy waves rippled, expanded as they traversed through the air, reaching all ends of the settlement.

A simple command, that no one would normally believe that such stubborn, warrior race like these gathered orcs would listen to. 

Yet, what happened next would have shocked everyone. The naysayers, the non-believers would have gasped with wide eyes in utter disbelief and shock at the incredulous, unbelievable sight that followed next.