Chapter 1452: Cold breeze

The Shadow Orcs’ shadows grew stronger. Powered by grief, their illusionary powers became even stronger. The soldiers that were strong enough to stop themselves from getting caught with their illusions, suddenly found themselves losing control of their own surroundings.

Soon, people began to grow crazy. They began to shout, they began to growl, they began to cry. It was as if an epidemic of grief had spread through the Worcester Soldiers.

The 7th ranked general immediately frowned. "Deal with these Orcs," he said to his other general.

"No, you do it!" siad the 6th ranked general.

And while they were arguing, a sudden shockwave of power suddenly exploded out from the ground.

They looked down, and saw that a strange golden glow had appeared on the Orc Chieftains’ chests. It had completely overwhelmed the fatal injuries in their chest, repairing the damage that had been done.

"WHAT?!"

"WHAT?!"

Then, they soon felt the sounds of a drum being smacked. It was stronger than last time. It was as if it was being played right inside of their heads.

BU TO TO! BU TO TO! BU TO TO!

RAH TA TA! RAH TA TA! RAH TA TA!

And what’s worse was that this beat was affecting the Nascent Core inside their hearts. It was as if... it was as if...

"No way..."

That can’t be..."

Soon, they slowly started to realize what was happening. These two Orc Chieftains, who were just on the brink of death just a few seconds ago, were starting to break through to the next stage!

That was impossible!

For the first time, both of these bickering generals looked at each other and immediately agreed on the same thing. They didn’t even have to say anything else.

They need to kill these Orcs before they truly awoke to become Nascent Spirit cultivators.

Donning their axes and their Nascent Armors, they dove down into the ground in an attempt to finish off the Orcs that they had left hanging on the brink of death.

But they were way too late.

The Shadow Orcs around them began to echo that beat.

BU TO TO!

RAH TA TA!

And suddenly, a wave of shadow surged towards the two Nascent Spirit generals. They found themselves mired by these shadows, unable to move forward with the speed they needed.

"Damn these... shadows!"

These Shadows were made from the thousands of thousands of Shadow Orcs around them. But they were all Body Formation cultivators. Even then, the two generals should be able to burst through this shadow quite easily.

But they found themselves completely stopped. The more they moved, the more they found themselves stuck. It was like a quicksand made out of shadows and grief and suffering!

The shadows clawed at them like they were lost souls from the underworld!

It was at this moment that they realized that these Shadows were being empowered by the two Orc Chieftains right in front of them.

Then, the beat started getting faster and faster. It came to a point when the beats reached a climax.

And then, the 6th and 7th ranked generals cursed to themselves. They were too late.

A pillar of shadows emerged from the two Shadow Orc Chieftains, reaching high up into the high heavens. It was followed by a large shockwave of Nascent Influence, overwhelming the entirety of Neo Orcus with the power of shadows.

"WHAT?!"

These Nascent Spirit generals couldn’t believe it. Nascent Influence! Most cultivators who had just reached this level wouldn’t be able to manifest an Influence until a few years after their initial breakthrough!

But now, these Orcs had done it just mere seconds after their ascension.

That was absurd!

"Damn it! We should leave now!"

"Way ahead of you!"

The 7th and 6th ranked generals both used their axes to cleave their way through the shadows just enough for them to propel themselves upwards, away from the sea of shadows now overwhelming the entirety of Neo Orcus.

They knew the fight was lost. The ascension of two new Nascent Spirit cultivators were very hard to contest. After all, a breakthrough was always accompanied by a huge surge of power.

"We just have to hide for an entire day!"

"Yes! Let their surge of power subside. And after that, they’ll be vulnerable!"

In such hard times, the two of them were quick to agree with each other.

Suddenly, a dark shadow tendril wrapped around the 7th ranked general just as he was about to move away.

"Wha—"

Using his axe, he tried to cleave through the tendril. But as he did so, sharp spikes suddenly erupted from the tendrils, skewering his entire body everywhere.

His death was fast. Too fast for the 6th ranked general to even process. After all, how could Nascent Armor be that easy to destroy?!

Unfortunately for him, he wouldn’t have any chance to know the answer to that question.

Another tendril wrapped around him. This time, these shadows were wrapped with armor itself. The 6th ranked general found himself being squeezed.

First, his Nascent Armor shattered. Then, his bones. Then, his muscles and organs turned into mush.

Eventually, he exploded into a mixture of blood and viscera.

And soon, the town of Neo Orcus turned silent.

The Worcester soldiers looked up above and saw their generals die off one by one before they could even blink.

If they weren’t in despair then, then they definitely were now.

They raised their hands to surrender, but the Shadow Orcs continued to advance forwards. Then, a black sea washed over them, like a tsunami from a wrathful mother Earth.

And after every single Worcester Soldier was washed away from Neo Orcus, two figures emerged from the sea.

Narito and Sasuki manifested themselves out of shadows.

They looked at their own hands, and at their own bodies as they observed their new power.

They felt like a god. The power they held on their hands were incomparable to when they were mere Body Formation cultivators. But even then, they couldn’t find it in themselves to celebrate.