Jura Great Forest's edge.
A terrifying number of monsters were gathered together, but the deterrence formed by the ice sculptures made all the monsters hesitate.
Of course, this included the Great Ogre's group.
A Shadow flashed, and a Great Ogre man with deep blue hair and a single White horn knelt before a man with red hair, wearing brown armor, and a katana at his waist.
"Reporting, Young Master, the situation has been investigated. From outside the forest all the way to Blumund's royal capital, there are tens of thousands of ice sculptures, just like—"
"Just like they were instantly frozen by someone!"
An Elder with White hair, a face full of wrinkles, and nearly closed eyes, interjected.
The red-haired Young Master, the purple-haired older sister, and the young woman with two White horns wearing a Enchantress-like outfit, all looked astonished.
So many monsters were enough to destroy a nation, so who could instantly freeze them?
If it was true, then what kind of formidable strength must the person who unleashed such large-scale magic possess?
The red-haired Great Ogre man looked at the White-haired Elder, "Can someone truly achieve such a feat?"
The White-haired Elder opened his half-closed eyes and said sharply, "Whether it was one person or a large magic team working together, I cannot discern. But Young Master, seeing these monsters not daring to take half a step forward, what does that make you think?"
Survival is the most instinctive need of any life!
Facing the Orc Tribe army in hot pursuit, even the least intelligent creatures, driven by the instinct for survival, would desperately flee.
In the face of Death, what is a human city?
Unless...
The danger that city poses to these monsters is deeper than the threat from the Orc Tribe behind them!
The White-haired Elder's words made the five remaining Great Ogres feel anxious.
If the royal city was more dangerous than the Orc Tribe behind them, wouldn't the Great Ogre be completely annihilated today?
Although no one asked, the red-haired Young Master still felt everyone's confusion.
They were all waiting for him to make a decision!
The Young Master understood that as long as he made up his mind, his sister, the Elder, everyone would obey his command.
Even if it was a path to Death!
But could he issue that command so casually?
Their village was ambushed by those hateful Pigheads, and out of 300 tribesmen, only 6 of them remained.
If he chose the wrong path again, he would be the Great Ogre's unforgivable great sinner!
Damn it!
Damn it!
The red-haired Young Master said, "It's better to stay put than to move. Let's first choose a hidden location. Then we'll decide which path to take!"
"Yes!"
"As you command!"
Choosing to advance isn't necessarily right, and not choosing isn't necessarily wrong!
No one raised objections to the path chosen by the Young Master; they simply obeyed his command.
That's all!
Looking at the numerous monsters around him, the Young Master's eyes were a little unfocused.
To be honest, even now, he still hadn't fully processed it.
The Great Ogre, a renowned combat race, though small in number, was famous, yet they had fallen to those incompetent Pigheads.
Looking out, the mountains undulated, and trees intertwined.
But various powerful monsters were still singled out by him one by one.
Red Demon Ants, Giant Pythons, Hell Pitcher Plants, Centipede Elders, Poisonous Fat Caterpillars...
The weakest of these monsters had at least B-rank strength.
They were already qualified to rule a mountain, and even the most powerful Great Ogre experts in the village would need to be extremely careful to successfully subjugate them.
But now, they were first forced to flee in disarray by the Orc Tribe army, and now they were forced to hesitate by a mysterious unknown existence, utterly without dignity.
The world has changed!
As for those already weak Goblins, they might soon be extinct!
To be honest, having grown up in the Great Ogre, a race almost invincible since childhood, the Young Master experienced the most brutal reality check for the first time.
"Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp. The surrounding food is almost gone. Also, the Orc Tribe's army is getting closer and closer, so the waiting time will certainly not be long!"
While the Great Ogres were hesitating, Rimuru had already left Blumund's royal capital alone.
Due to the King's command, no one dared to come out to see him off.
But countless citizens still watched "My Lord Hero" depart on his expedition.
On the city wall.
Ellen, Kaval, and Kidd still couldn't believe it.
"You're lying!"
Ellen gripped her staff, her eyes wide, hardly able to believe her ears.
"Rimuru-sama, is she... is she really a Demon Lord?"
Kidd also found it extremely hard to believe, "Rimuru is such a good person, why would she happen to be a Demon Lord?"
Kaval rubbed the back of his head, saying with a headache, "This is troublesome. Regarding the subjugation of the Orc lord, are the Kingdom, the Guild, and even the Luminas Church not sending anyone?"
Looking at Rimuru's lonely, slender back outside the city wall, Kaval couldn't help but frown.
Although he found it hard to believe that Rimuru was truly a Demon Lord, it seemed that from beginning to end, Rimuru had never shown ill will towards humans.
At this time, if they fully tried to win her over, wouldn't they gain another ally?
Those high-ranking officials in the Kingdom, they couldn't possibly still be dreaming of using a wolf to devour a tiger, could they?
Can a Demon Lord and humans truly not coexist?
Not so!
The Skywing Nation and the Beast Kingdom at the southern end of the Jura Great Forest are kingdoms ruled by Demon Lords.
The East Empire on the Eastern Plains even borders the Puppet Nation ruled by a Demon Lord, and they are all living in peace, aren't they?
The East Empire is the only powerful nation on this continent that dares to call itself an empire and is recognized by all parties.
Even they haven't thought of eliminating the Puppet Nation, have they?
Kaval felt he completely couldn't understand what those high-ranking officials in the Kingdom were thinking.
Guild Master Fitz sighed leisurely, "It's just Rimuru alone. She is a Demon Lord, and the King and nobles dislike her!"
The King and nobles disliking her is the most important reason!
Rimuru didn't show hostility towards humans, but her disdain for the King and nobles was undisguised.
Even if Guild Master Fitz wanted to win over Rimuru, facing the already enraged King and nobles, he couldn't speak up.
After all, the Free Guild branch still needed a foothold in the Blumund Kingdom, didn't it?
Royal Palace.
The Old King's face was grim. "That King has already left the royal capital to subjugate the Orc lord?"
A minister respectfully said, "Yes. She has already left the royal city!"
The Old King scoffed, "Truly oblivious to Death. Without the cooperation of the royal army and Guild adventurers, how can she subjugate the Orc lord? I've heard that the Orc lord's army has at least two hundred thousand!"
The fat minister flattered, "King is wise!"
But just then, an unprecedented aura surged into the sky.
The King, and all the ministers, princesses, and queens, all trembled, as if falling into the deepest abyss.
Thump, thump, thump!
Accompanied by a series of sounds, Blumund Kingdom's most elite Royal Knights, one after another, continuously fell to the ground.
Completely unconscious!
And those ministers were even worse; countless of them rolled their eyes and foamed at the mouth.
Even the King himself immediately slumped onto his throne.
His eyeballs bulged, and saliva instinctively flowed from his mouth, terrified to the extreme.
Is this the might of Demon Lord Rimuru?!
How ridiculous he was to try and make such a powerful Demon Lord and the Orc lord suffer mutual destruction!
He was wrong!
He was a sinner of the Blumund Kingdom!
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