Chapter 142

The last restriction was finally undone.

Finally gaining the freedom of movement, the 'owner of the dungeon' left the boss chamber and strode outside the Gate. It was the Chieftain of the Orcs, 'Guroktaru'.

Its entire body was covered in black tattoos, seemingly not leaving behind even a single patch of empty skin.

Tattoos signified victory to Orcs. These were proof of how many battles this creature fought and how many enemies it had slain so far.

"Guroktaru!"

"Guroktaru!!"

The Orcs waiting for the Chieftain in front of the Gate chanted out its name and lowered their heads.

On the other hand, Guroktaru raised its head towards the ceiling without saying anything.

'…...'

Because, it was getting rather noisy up there.

It had been some time since the advanced scouts took away a few of the warriors while declaring that they would conquer this castle of humans.

However, they still hadn't ended their battle yet?