Chapter 472
Chapter 472 Ogre Camp
Neo Valley.
Mary carefully walked through a stretch of shadowy woods.
Everything around her was black and gray. She could only see dark shadows of various shades around her. Furthermore, Mary could vaguely sense tiny life auras within many of the shadows.
Mary needed to carefully avoid these shadows because every one of them was a twisted and evil shadow creature. They were spread across the entire valley, strictly guarding all the paths that led towards the black adept’s tower.
These shadow creatures weren’t all that powerful, and they were all weak lifeforms that Mary was confident of exterminating in a single blow. However, in order to avoid raising any alarms, she had to hide all signs of her life as she carefully and cautiously made her way through the hordes of shadow scouts.
As an offshoot vampire, Mary could easily control the temperature of her blood, thereby avoiding infrared and life searches. Moreover, her agility bonus when hidden made her impossible to detect by these shadow creatures that only averaged the strength of an intermediate apprentice.
The reason Mary was so careful wasn’t to evade them; she was trying to avoid the shadow mastiffs that were occasionally moving through Neo Valley. Much like the hunting dogs of the material world, they had an exceptionally developed sense of smell and could detect the elementium flow of any non-shadow substance.
This ogre camp had a total of eighty-seven ogres of various ages. There were forty-three adolescent male ogres, twenty-two adolescent female ogres, fourteen ogre soldiers-in-waiting that had yet to come of age, and eight ogre children.
One shouldn’t look down on the ogres just because the adolescent males only took up half of their numbers. For a species as savage and barbaric as the ogres, not a single one of their members were useless individuals. Almost all of them were strong and mighty warriors. Even those female ogres and juvenile ogres, when they wielded wooden sticks as thick as a human’s leg, could easily crush the skull of an elite human warrior.
If an ogre in an ogre camp became elderly and had yet to die, the tribe would exile them and turn them into wandering ogres. The ogre camps never cared for useless individuals who had lost their combat ability!
Billis stood on a cliff two and a half kilometers away from Maulhill. He looked on as the mass of ogres rushed out of the camp gates and dispersed into the nearby Black Forest.
Unlike the beeman squads, the ogres formed groups of three. The weapons they used were often thick wooden bats and stone sticks that they crafted themselves. Their hunting radius also spanned a vast area of nearly fifty kilometers. Those adolescent ogres could smoothly run thirty-five to forty kilometers in a single morning if they were to sprint at full speed.
This speed fully demonstrated their extraordinary Strength and Physique!
In all honesty, ogres were humanoid lifeforms.
Their appearance was just like a human who had been enlarged several times. Their bodies were exceptionally muscular, and their Strength was incredible. They were a sort of magical creature that was large, ugly, and greedy. They might be strong, but their minds were simple. Even the adolescent ogres only possessed the intelligence of a five-year-old human child.
Only the mutated ogre mages had the possibility of breaking through the limits of their intelligence and becoming a terrifying magical creature that was cruel, bloody, and who believed in violence.
Based on the system of the adepts, ordinary ogre soldiers possessed seven points of Strength and nine points of Physique. The two-headed ogre Zac, on the other hand, held eleven points of Strength, thirteen points of Physique, and as much as four points of Spirit.
Four points of Spirit might only be considered to be the level of an ordinary adept amongst adepts, but they were already regarded as enviable geniuses in a tribe of ogres.
Billis lowered his head in contemplation.
Compared to the ogres, the Sting Scorpion larvae that he hatched possessed four points of Strength, five points of Physique, and two points of Spirit.
The sting scorpions might even possess a sizeable advantage against the Aba Beemen with such attributes. However, if they were to clash with the ogres, they would probably be unable to deal with the violent attacks of the adolescent ogres.
It seemed the only way was to orchestrate a strategic victory!
Billis made up his mind. He whistled softly and immediately turned into a swarm of black bugs that charged down the cliff.