A group of two-headed ogres, each averaging a height of two and a half meters and resembling small giants, were quickly heading towards Weilu City.

Two hideously grotesque heads grew from their necks, twisted and bizarre.

The muscles on their bodies bulged like they had been forged from steel, exuding a sense of strength.

At the center was the Two-headed Ogre Chieftain, standing at a height of two meters and eight, with muscles that looked like they were about to explode.

In his hand, he carried a giant wolf fang club, two circles thicker than a thigh, with a grim face and fierce, blood-red eyes full of brutality.

Their bare feet stepped heavily into the muddy ground, splashing large amounts of mud; the animal skin clothing was stained with filth.

The swamp's rotting stench couldn't compare to the foul odor emanating from their bodies.

"My king, the territory established by the Lizard-men is just ahead."

"This morning, I also saw a large number of Deltha people; they must have just been recruited!"

"As long as we can kill those Lizard-men, this territory can fall under our control directly!"

The Two-headed Ogre Chieftain nodded approvingly.

"Indeed, this swamp should belong to the great ogres!"

Saying this, a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.

"Those damned traitors would never have thought that beneath the Dark Abyss lies a passage to the Main Plane!"

"Nor would they have thought that we are still alive!"

"The prosperity of the Main Plane is something those traitors could never dream of!"

"Once we have gathered enough strength, we will return to the tribe and execute all the traitors!"

"In the Red Stone Tribe, there can only be one king!"

The two-headed ogres around him grew excited.

"My king! You are our true king!"

The tall Two-headed Ogre waved his hand, signaling the crowd to quiet down.

His gaze grew stern.

"That territory has gathered such a large number of people in a short time; there must be some secret hidden there... we must occupy it!"

He had brought too few of his clansmen, and without enslaving other races, it would be impossible for them alone to complete their revenge.

Only by enslaving and commanding a stronger army could he reclaim the throne.

A two-headed ogre by his side shouted loudly.

"My king, that small territory has only one or two hundred Lizardman Warriors..."

"I found out two days ago that their level is only level 7!"

"I just need to lead two teams to overwhelm them!"

The Two-headed Ogre Chieftain smiled proudly.

"The conquest of the swamp begins here!"

He was an 11th-level warrior, just a step away from breaking through to become a hero; he alone could flatten that territory!

The army, filled with excitement, immediately sped up.

Traversing the wetland swamp, they finally caught sight of an indistinct territory ahead.

In a trance, a towering architectural marvel woven from vines suddenly appeared in their sight.

Compared to the desolate swamp around, it was striking and unique.

The Two-headed Ogre Chieftain's gaze grew fervent.

They discovered this territory because of this ever-rising construction!

Who knows what kind of life the Lizard-men enslaved, being able to build houses with vines like elves.

Compared to their territory, which took months to build and was still just a thatched hut, the difference was massive.

Conquer it, occupy it—this is just the beginning of everything!

Once he has accumulated enough power, he'll return to the Red Stone Tribe and unify the two-headed ogres!

By then, this swamp could even become their foothold, continuously invading, nibbling away at the lands of the Main Plane.

Perhaps, they could establish a great Ogre Empire!

The ambition in his heart soared without limit at this moment.

It was as if he saw himself ascending the throne, with tens of thousands of subjects kneeling in worship.

He was the king destined to lead the Red Stone Tribe to the peak!

This area was not heavily obstructed, and after emerging from the mud, they were about four or five hundred meters from the territory.

Seeing the bustling crowd, the Two-headed Ogre Chieftain grew even more excited.

He tightly gripped the wolf fang club in his hand.

"Kill!"

Just as the roar burst out.

Suddenly.

Buzz buzz buzz~

A dull sound like muffled thunder rapidly approached from afar.

The light in the sky dimmed at this moment.

The Two-headed Ogre Chieftain looked up.

A sudden, indescribable terror gripped his heart.

Wasp!!

Countless wasps!

Their exteriors were striped black and yellow, the size of fists, with stingers like steel needles hanging from their abdomens.

Their wings buzzed as they fluttered.

When their wings spread, they looked like birds.

They were over ten times bigger than ordinary wasps!

Just seeing their stingers sent a chill down one's spine.

If you were stung by one, shiver~ the thought alone made your back go cold.

"My king, have those wasps also set their sights on this territory? It seems so; with so many people, these wasps would have a feast..."

The face of the Two-headed Giant Chief gradually softened upon hearing this, intending to order his subordinates to retreat and hide.

Yet before he could speak, the menacing wasps swooped in and didn't head towards the territory but rushed straight at them!

His mind buzzed, blood surged from his feet to his head, and his back turned cold.

His face turned crimson, his body trembled uncontrollably.

The swarm was like arrows, piercing straight down.

"No!!"

"Why are they attacking us?!"

His hysterical roar echoed through the sky.

"Die!"

The Two-headed Giant Chief swung his Wolf Fang Club fiercely.

Terrifying power burst out, smashing into the dense swarm.

Boom~

Directly smashing twenty or thirty of them, causing a splash of fluid.

But the next moment, the tide of Mire Wasps submerged him...

Ah!!!

The screams of the Two-headed Ogre echoed continuously.

Their thick skin, strong bodies, and explosive muscles couldn't withstand the wasps' fierce stingers.

The heavy weapons they wielded seemed pitiful and ridiculous against the swarm's onslaught.

The grand ambition to conquer the world was doused with cold water, leaving a bone-chilling cold.

The Two-headed Giant Chief felt wasps crawling over every inch of his skin, their stingers piercing into him one after another.

The highly poisonous venom that made him tremble corroded every pore.

Ah!!!

His throat emitted a hysterical roar, his whole body grew, aura soaring.

Terrifying crimson flames ignited around him!

Qi Blood!

A Hero's unique ability.

At the crucial moment, the Giant Chief took a critical step from the brink of death!

But... it was still useless!

In a rage, the Two-headed Giant Chief used all his strength to swing his club, killing hundreds to thousands of wasps... but he faced an endless swarm.

Beneath sharp stingers, his vitality quickly waned, his expression turning pale and ugly.

Under the maddened onslaught of the insects, thud~ he fell to the ground, covered by wasps.

Before creating unreachable distance... human wave tactics are timeless classics.

But just when the Twin-headed Giant Chief was extremely weakened and thought his life was about to end... the menacing wasps suddenly dispersed.

Rising high, only a slit remained open in his swollen eyes as confusion rose.

He didn't understand what was happening, instinctively turned his head to the sky... in a daze, he saw an unforgettable sight.

Amid endless wasps, a heroic human youth descended slowly from the sky.

The menacing, fierce insect swarm hovered around him, forming his backdrop.

As if he was an Ancient God controlling the swarm, traversing time and space.

A Queen Bee, much larger than the other wasps, guarded him closely.

Like a Saint devoted to a Divine Spirit...

He descended slowly, his cold boots stepping on the ground, his indifferent eyes looking down from above.

He... was the true master of this land?

At that moment, the Two-headed Giant Chief finally realized the truth of the matter.

He recalled his previous thoughts, his wild ambition of conquering the swamp to build an empire.

Amid confusion, the Two-headed Giant Chief felt a strong sense of shame... how could he have such unrealistic fantasies?

How could this figure's domain be something he could even touch?!

How could he be worthy?!

Before fainting away, he vaguely heard a sentence.

"This guy actually broke through to become a Hero temporarily?"

"Interesting, bring him back to Weilu City..."

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