In the expansive expanse of existence, there exist realms concealed from the awareness of ordinary folk. Rain Weathers, an unremarkable teenager with average looks, physique, and grades, was leading an uneventful life. However, everything took a dramatic turn one fateful day when he found himself plunged into a vivid dream, a dream that unveiled a world beyond imagination — a world teeming with spirits, monsters, and conversing frogs. This was the Spirit Realm. Transformed into a player by the mysterious machinations of the universe, Rain, alongside other chosen individuals, found themselves thrust into a perilous world. They were tasked with navigating their newfound domain, establishing their territories, all while fending off relentless onslaughts from beasts, defending their territories from other races, and making sure to stay alive for another day. NOTE! NO system. NO cheats. NO overpowered MC. NO tragic past or sob story. NO harem. This is more on Kingdom Building, and War. Just an average boy with no special skills who, through hardship and dedication, transforms from a nobody to a conqueror. If this story interests you, give it a try.
Though General Frukin exhorted her troops, she knew she couldn't cast another wide-scale spell for at least a day. The strain of [Earth Spire] had taken a severe toll on her body, and she needed a day's rest to recover her magical energy.
For now, she could only cast low-level spells and boost the morale of her troops.
"Don't falter now! Are you going to let a bunch of Hobgoblins defeat you?!" General Frukin thundered.
The Orcs roared in response, taking up arms to defend their right flank against the enemy forces. It was crucial that they held their line. If they were destroyed here, nothing would stop the 20,000 Hobgoblins from advancing to their headquarters.
No matter what it took, they needed to defend this position, even if it meant sacrificing their lives.
"Don't let a single one of them push through!" General Frukin ordered as she began to cast another spell.