Dark Warlock in the Apocalypse

Chapter 65: Confrontation with the Orc

In the meantime, the orc closed the distance between us and swung his axe.

"Roaaaar!"

"Damn it..."

Kwaaang!

"Ugh!"

With the orc's roar, the axe came crashing down. Derek quickly used the shield he had obtained earlier to block it, but the impact was strong enough to make him fall to his knees.

"Derek!?" Rachel shouted.

"Never mind me, just attack! Black Missile!" Justin shouted, finishing off the sixth hobgoblin.

Ethan was already slashing at the orc with his sword, but the orc snorted and raised his arm.

Slash

"Crazy!"

The muscles were so tough that the sword couldn't cut through the arm. The orc, irritated, swung the arm with the sword half-embedded in it towards Ethan.

Thud

"Ugh!"

"Damn it...!"

Ethan was thrown backward from the impact of the orc's punch, and Rachel quickly swung her mace, but the orc blocked it with his shoulder. The mace made a dull sound as it struck, but the orc only grimaced slightly—he felt the pain, but nothing seemed to be broken.

"Humans! Annoying!"

"This is insane!" Rachel gasped, seeing the orc still standing unfazed.

The orc tried to lift his axe to attack Rachel, but as soon as the weight of the axe shifted, Derek lunged forward.

"Did you forget about me, you bastard!"

Bang

"Graaaah!"

This time, the orc let out a cry of pain from Derek's mace strike. Although the orc had underestimated him, Derek's physical strength was the greatest among the group, and the orc had learned this the hard way.

However, even after the strike, the orc only staggered but did not fall.

"I'm fine. I was just a bit shocked, but I'm not hurt," Rachel replied.

"I'm fine too. But let's rest for a bit," Ethan added.

It wasn't their bodies that were the problem; they were mentally exhausted after facing such a strong opponent. Justin nodded, and they all sat down to rest.

After about 15 minutes of rest, they resumed moving. Fortunately, there were no more attacks after the confrontation with the orc and hobgoblins. It was as if that first encounter had been a test to remind them to stay alert. Whatever the reason, it was a relief after the intense battle.

They continued walking until they reached a point where they stopped.

"The material of the ground here is completely different," Justin noted.

"Definitely a trap," Nathan agreed.

All eyes turned to Nathan, who stepped forward as if it was his time to shine. Activating [Trap Detection], Nathan examined the area and frowned.

"If we move forward, the ceiling will collapse."

"The ceiling?" Justin asked.

"Look above."

They looked up, and sure enough, there was a distinctly square stone block in the ceiling, ready to fall as soon as they stepped on the trap. Seeing the deadly trap, they all gulped nervously.

"Why is the difficulty so high? Are they trying to kill us all?" Derek complained.

"They wouldn't make it this obvious if they intended to kill us outright. Is there a way to disable it?" Justin asked.

"It's simple, but..." Nathan hesitated before replying.

"Once triggered, it won't activate again until it resets back up. So we just need to make it fall once."

"We don't need a sacrifice, right?" Justin asked.

"No, it seems any weight will do, even a dead body."

"Should we go back and get a hobgoblin's body?" Rachel suggested.

"No need for that," Justin stepped forward, smiling.

"We have a perfect offering right here, why bother dragging a body?"

"A perfect offering?"

As everyone blinked in confusion, Justin grinned and shouted.

"Summon Imp!"