Chapter-86
"We are here and according to master's commanded location he should be 500 meters in that direction." No.299 stated, his clawed finger pointing northward.
No.300's eyes gleamed with a fierce determination as she echoed her command throughout the environment "Move in that direction and get your weapons ready."
Without hesitation, the massive army of 5000 Ogres began their steady march, their powerful strides shaking the earth beneath their feet.
But this was only a fraction of what Anon could summon with a single call. His army continued to grow in size and strength with each passing moment.
Meanwhile, Anon stood amidst a gruesome pile of human corpses, his mind reeling with confusion at the sheer brutality of his recent victory.
"I did this ?" He questioned himself as he looked at the 'Sickles Of Death'.
Suddenly a menacing smile covered hi face.
"These bad boys are really bad, Hehehe." Anon said as he puts them back in his inventory.