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Rise of the Horde

Xiao Chen was once a great soldier of Huaxia known for his strange, unique but effective tactics and plans during operations. He would always assume command and orchestrate highly-dangerous missions and would lead his unit to success. He was known for being a great commander which made his military rank soar, from being a young lieutenant freshly graduate from the academy to becoming one of the youngest general that Huaxia had ever seen. Sadly though his military career was cut short when he was deeply involved in the older generals politics. He died a tragic death when he was murdered by the men who he trusted so much and considered his brothers. His soul wandered through the river of time and space still seeking vengeance and was soon swallowed up by a swirling light. He soon found himself in the body of a monster or that's what others consider him to be. He had a hulking figure pack with muscles,towering nearly 7ft tall, a pair thick tusks jutting out from his mouth and lupine ears along with the great desire for battle welling up inside him. He begins his new journey as a green hulking monster or an orc as what his kind was called, a monster born for war and lived for war.

Draejon · Krieg
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Chapter 445

The magic bombardment from the combined efforts of the shamans, mages and dark elves ended long ago, but all the dust and dirt kicked up by their onslaught was yet to settle.

As soon as everything settled, the extent of the devastation became apparent.

The sand palace, already destroyed to some degree by the first demonic swarm that was summoned by the demoness, now was more ravaged than before.

Scarred by the destructive power of the magical bombardment that followed.

The once-grand structure was now little more than a shell, its walls cracked and buckling, its majestic massive doors now turned into nothing but waste.

The combined might of the shamans, mages, and dark elves had taken a toll on the insect-like demons and the Infested Ones. Their twisted forms lay scattered across the battlefield, some twitching feebly in the aftermath of the attack.