Tensei Shitara Slime Datta Ken novel Chapter 32

Leveling the ground in their wake, the orc army advanced into the forest.

Trample them! Trample them! Trample them! Trample Them!

While lifting their voices, with a glow in their eyes, the orc army advanced into the forest.

There was not a single normal thought in their minds.

Everything their eyes fell upon was food.

They forever hungered, and only the desire to eat pushed them forward.

Collapse.

Again, a comrade had fallen.

But they were overjoyed. More food! They thought.

Normally, he was their dear comrade.

Now, he was but a lump of flesh to eat.

He was still breathing, but to them it meant the meat was fresh.

Those fortunate to be walking close immediately began disassembling the corpse.

The liver was reserved for the squad leader, but the rest went to he who grabbed it first.

*Guchaguchaguchagucha*

A disgusting sound reverberated through the land.

The always hunger.

And, their strength rises the hungrier they are.

That is the effect of the unique skill [Starving Ones].

As far as they eat their fallen comrades, as long as their hunger remains unfulfilled, their strength will continue to rise.

They are the 200,000 orc army.

Under the control of the Orc Lord, an army that marches through the hell of starvation.

Never to see salvation.

Just marching forward to satisfy their hunger. Never being able to satisfy it...

An endless hell.

Before them lay the Ogre village.

They are only rank D monsters.

Normally, they could only feel fear towards the rank B ogres; directing killing intent at them would have been unthinkable.

However...

Trample them! Trample them! Trample them! Trample them!

Their feet would not stop.

Rather, they ran towards the food.

Towards the rampaging ogres, their relentless strength!

How many comrades were torn to pieces, how many cut down...

However! That matter not to the orcs who saw the fallen as merely more food.

They were overjoyed.

Perhaps they could satisfy their hunger, if a bit.

A single ogre had fallen.

Immediately, the orcs crowded the corpse and began dismembering it.

Drinking blood and devouring flesh. Oh... but that did not satisfy their hunger.

But, the orcs bodies had changed"they absorbed the ogres' strength.

Seeing their friends gulped down by lowly orcs, the ogres let out a scream of agony.

Lamenting the weakness of their overwhelming power...

Gradually, those filled with power appeared from within the orcs.

Devour our comrades, and make their powers ours!

Devour our enemies, and make their powers ours!

And again they eat.

Without any fear of death. Someday, their power will grow and surpass that of their king.

Their king.

The ultimate orc, the Orc Lord!

Their march continues.

And now again the prey has appeared before them.

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The Lizardmen's head paled upon hearing the report.

His greatest fears had come true.

According to the report, the powerful Ogre village had disappeared after a single day.

They were devoured by the orcs.

There was no more room for suspicion.

The Orc Lord had appeared.

If by numbers alone, 200,000 D-rank orcs against 10,000 C+ rank Lizardmen; that could have been an unexpectedly even fight.

However, now that the orc lord had appeared, they were no longer D rank monsters.

It would be best to expect their abilities to have risen by 1-2 levels.

At least, they would be C rank. Worst case scenario, they would have the power of C+.

By numbers alone, relentless assault on our exhausted position would prove unbearable, and even a single loss could prove decisive.

Moreover, due to the presence of the orc lord, he could no hope for their food to run out.

Even if their numbers dwindle, their strength would instead increase.

Furthermore, if there was any hope of reinforcements they could barricade themselves in... but as things stand that would end in a hungry death.

They have no choice but to attack.

The head bitterly concludes.

Gabil, who he sent to gain the cooperation of the goblins, has yet to report.

However, if they waste too much time there, their enemy will only grow stronger.

In worst case scenario, he might just have to lead the troops into battle before Gabil's return...

Suddenly, he felt an aura stronger than he had ever felt before approaching.

The head decided not to show any resistance to this being.

Calling for a subordinate, he ordered that the guest be guided in.

The lizardmen had previously collapsed some of the routes of their natural labyrinth, and having those cleared by someone would be unpleasant.

The being who approached them certainly had that much power.

Now, all he had to do was wait.

Led by his subordinate, a single demon had appeared.

Darkish skin, blue-black hair, blue eyes, and a height of 190 cm.

For a monster, he had a rather slim build. However, his presence radiated composure and unblemished strength.

A being from whom he felt overwhelming power.

The Head kept a hundred warriors stationed around him.

With a single word, he could command them all to arms... however, that would surely mean their deaths.

Upon seeing this demon, the Head felt that very fact.

ŒPardon us, we are rather troubled at the moment, and cannot provide an adequate welcome. What business would You have with us today?

The young lizardmen warriors got angry at those words.

"Why must we grovel before this suspicious character" They thought.

The head would normally praise such thoughts, but now it would only bring misfortune.

If they spoiled his mood, he could, without a doubt, massacre them all.

The young ones have too little experience with the phenomenal. They do not have the ability to judge other's power.

However, contrary to his fears,

ŒNo serious business. Calm yourselves.

My "name" is Souei.

My master wishes to form a alliance with you.

I have been sent for that purpose. Think of me as a messenger.

Rejoice. My lord has refused to abandon you.

Moreover, he offers to become your allies. What be your response?

Completely in contrast to his first statement, such a speech he delivered.