Fight against the dungeon boss.

A powerful, unmistakable rumble shook everyone's body...

More specifically their noses.

The whole family assumed that an orc had released its "natural gas", but suddenly...

"Sorry!!!"Akiba, scratching his head, apologized.

"Orc food is...Strong."

As if competing with him, after a chuckle, the fat wild boss thundered, its "roar" was terrifying...

The smell filled the place, and soon, only Akiba of the humans could stand it...

After various competitions...None to the liking of other normal humans, Akiba and the orcs seemed to get along well...

"You understand them well... "Viktor said, sarcastically.

His father only turned to look at his son and give him a thumbs up.

"I got new nakamas..."

The rest of the "normal" humans clapped their hands in his face.

Though some abnormal soldiers joined in as well...

Of the remaining 8, perhaps by going crazy, 2 of them, Noah and Henry,

joined in beating each other with the orcs and... "Enjoying" all kinds of "games".

The games and partying, stopped the next morning, when Viktor interrupted, as soon as they woke up after the drunkenness.

"Today we must leave!"

"We can't let the monster grow stronger, while we loiter!"

Even the orcs agreed, deciding to depart...

***

After long hours of searching, they finally found the group of the dungeon boss, who was there resting in a thicket.

The strange group, composed of both humans and orcs, set out to attack.

The newly formed squad of soldiers had not participated in this fight. They had no business here.

Soon, an inevitable fight broke out.

'Chaos' I thought, as the strange energy surrounded me, just like in yesterday's training...

'I felt much stronger, an almost addictive feeling.'(Viktor)

Activate [Fortitude], [Reinforced Strike]. I thought.

My [Doping] also activated. Also, I noticed how with every second of the fight, all of my passives were getting better and better. Small improvements that felt incredibly faster than "normal", when training or meditating, or even hunting.

I immediately hit the boss. This was my greeting. The fight just started.

We exchanged blows like two savages...

We had both improved a lot!

Viktor repeatedly activated his reinforced strike.

His sister, with her [fireball] and [flame blast], skillfully burned the whole place, focusing on the surroundings with trees, surrounding the enemies and severely damaging the weaker orcs.

There were about 10 normal orcs, which were killed by his flames. These were females who were there to "satisfy" the wild orcs.

The wild ones were still resisting the flames.

But soon, something that quite surprised everyone, happened.

Emma, the mother of the family, used a powerful wind magic, fanning her daughter's flame.

This plus the wind's own damage and discomfort caused the wild orcs to become very limited.

The 5 northern orcs, with the exception of their leader, took the opportunity to kill a couple of orcs each, with this great advantage given by Emma.

The northern fat orc, who was heavier, took a while to join in, but finally, after an exchange of blows between Viktor and the dungeon boss, he joined this fight, helping Viktor.

The scaled savage attacked with his large claws, without missing the combination of his 2 rivals.

Also, his now developed tail was used to attack and annoy, causing great trouble to his rivals.

'Much stronger than expected' Viktor thought.

Soon, the bloody fight turned into a desperate battle.

The savage allies of the chieftain gradually became exhausted and fell. But the family was also exhausted, not to mention northern orcs, unaccustomed to training...

Everyone was exhausted...

Emma had used various support spells, to keep up with the orcs, but even she, too, had a limit, and quickly became exhausted...

The boss had an almost incomparable endurance.

But her son, Viktor, also seemed to be holding out somehow.

Surrounded by a dark aura, he exchanged blows endlessly.

Soon, only the two of them could continue to fight with a high yield.

The fat orc was doing his best to help, but his exhaustion made him of little use anymore...

Everyone watching the fight, while trying to help as much as possible, they were anxious, and afraid, knowing that now, that everyone was exhausted, if the orc kept it up, Viktor couldn't win.

'We really underestimated him' Viktor thought, with a serious expression, but at the same time, inwardly ecstatic of this adrenaline; of this thrill he had every time the hard killing blows were exchanged.

Right now, he was on a similar level to General Glak when he saw him fight for the first time...

At the time, Glak seemed so high and mighty...However, now he was so close to that reality...

This motivated him.

The taste of his own blood, the pain of the blows tearing his flesh...It was painful, but at the same time, somehow it felt good...

At the time of the fight, the pain was not severe.

He knew it would hurt later, but that would only be the taste of glory...

Like having the body relaxed, after doing a lot of physical exercise, it would feel better than ever...A relaxation that otherwise would be very difficult to achieve.

That was what he felt when he stopped fighting after winning...That was what he would get this time if he managed to win.

A satisfaction worth improving for.

[System(Private):

-Doping has raised his level (+1 level).

Current level 4.]