My waist muscles scread and my spine crackled, but that was all. Repeating this would likely result in either a slipped disc or torn muscles, but I didn't care.
The mana coursing through my body coated my muscles and bones, making them harder, while the divine energy sleeping quietly in my chest wouldn't allow even minor injuries, healing them naturally.
So I lifted the 6-ter cage with its bipedal elephant inside and heaved it at a slightly different angle. The cage's iron bars clattered apart in mid-air as the magic released, dropping the second ogre through the opened space.
It sailed well over the wall, falling head-first a bit to the right of where the first ogre was having its tantrum.
The results were captured perfectly by Han Se-ah's cara.
'This is quite convenient.'
"Wow, those ogre punches are brutal. They look like simple swings but with that weight class, they're terrifying."
I thought they only went berserk when their health dropped, but could extre anger trigger the pattern even before health loss?
The ogre's muscles bulged bright red. After landing face-first and cracking its stiff neck, it took one look around before suddenly growing into a 10-ter giant.
The goblin infantry and orc javelin troops who had been preparing for humans scattered with shouts or screams when the ogre suddenly dropped in, but they were no match. Even I, born 6★, would be pushed back without getting close if hit by that thing - what chance did re goblins have raising their shields?
Crack-!
Crunch-!
With each downward smash of its gorilla-like fists, goblins turned to mana stones, their armor and shields aningless. The stones couldn't even be seen - they must have been buried deep in the ground by the impact.
The muscular orc javelineers, bigger than goblins, fared no better. They tried to fight back, striding forward and throwing all sorts of bombs, but... a nad monster wouldn't fall to regular monster consumables. Like the goblins, they ended up buried deep in the earth.
"Huh? Why are they going berserk right after waking up? Dunno, maybe a bug? They were probably captured at low health triggering berserk mode, then healed while sleeping but the berserk buff remained. Extended buff and debuff turns are a classic RPG bug after all."
-That's true lol lots of chaos from debuffs not disappearing
-That plague research paper from RPG gas was also about debuffs not clearing
-Seems berserk state doesn't end even after health recovers?
-lol BB Gas probably never thought anyone would heal berserker ogres obviously lololol
-???: You're saying players captured nad monsters, healed them, then threw them at boss monsters? This report must be a joke
While one infantry unit was being crushed by the natural disaster of Flying Ogre #1, Flying Ogre #2 was slowly getting up a bit further back.
Unlike #1 which started destroying everything in a frenzy, #2 didn't go berserk imdiately - maybe it was captured without fully depleting its health. Whoever caught this ogre knew what they were doing. Whether from lack of anger or avoiding the bug Han Se-ah ntioned, Flying Ogre #2 just blinked stupidly.
But it didn't take long for its eyes to roll back.
"What are you- doing! Fire-!"
An unpleasant voice echoed from deep inside where the cara couldn't see, followed by whooshing blue flas.
So not just reinforced walls but weapons too - after the catapults ca cannons? Still, it wasn't strong enough to one-shot nad-rank monsters, only managing to tear up #2's still groggy outer skin.
Waking up to find its arms and shoulders burning was apparently the last straw for #2. Heavy infantry wielding large halberds poured out from the fortress center to stop it.
Seeing their much larger size compared to orc javelineers, they must have been modified with dark magic.
Befitting floor 60, though individually far weaker than ogres, they moved like elite troops, slowly surrounding and pressing Ogre #2 using long halberds and waist chains.
Even I would have been stressed charging in recklessly, getting pushed back by artillery and tripped by chains.
But it wasn't charging - it was ogres. While #2 was being thodically hunted by the elite troops, the outer fodder troops were gradually turning to mana stones caught in #1's rampage. Still, they must have more than this, having built a fortress to wait with mid-boss and boss monster support.
"Charlotte, prepare #3 and #4."
"Mari, if you would."
I needed to remind them I still had eight ogres left.
At my signal, Mari the maid moved to action, replacing Charlotte who was observing the war through her bluebird-like familiar. The mages followed the uniford woman's orders smoothly, showing their clear chain of command even in the tower.
The magic circles on the cages activated, potions were sprayed, and I grabbed and threw them as far as possible. Thus Flying Ogres #3-6 experienced impossible flight with their massive bodies.
I paused throwing ogres after a while, worried about them fighting each other after launching six huge ones. I hoped the ones I threw far would be drawn deeper into the fortress by aggro.
"Wh-what is this madness-!!!"
As I stretched my divine energy-wrapped waist, a wall crumbled from one ogre's kick and an enraged voice echoed across the plains.
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Unlike watching beyond the walls through Han Se-ah's cara and our party mbers monitoring through Charlotte's familiar, the trainee commanders and others could only listen and imagine. No matter how they craned their necks, they couldn't see past the 15-ter walls.
After the holy sword's owner casually tossed those huge, terrifying giants over the walls like pebbles, shouts and screams and explosions rang out before soone lost their temper.
Just then an ogre's kick knocked down part of the wall with a boom, drawing all curious eyes.
"How dare you throw such barbaric things at my masterpiece?!"
Beyond the fallen wall, ogres smashed barracks and warehouses, ignoring the shouts. Proving my concerns right, two ogres in the right corner were trading punches like UFC fighters in an all-out brawl.
True to the "Berserk" title, they showed no rcy even to their own kind.
And judging by the "masterpiece" comnt, this elderly voice must belong to the floor 55 mid-boss dark mage. Seems he's interested in military items like mines and bomb vests through alchemy, not just creating monsters.
"You dare call yourself a mage while ignoring the beauty of efficiency-?!"
Though he shouted and raved, his face remained hidden. He must be projecting his voice magically from sowhere in the distant fortress.
The funny part was his mana-charged shouts drew the ogres' aggro to the fortress, except the two busy fighting each other. The halberd elites who had been pressing Ogre #2 visibly panicked as the giants with bulging veins charged en masse.
Of course they would struggle - they were already working hard to capture one by surrounding it, throwing chains, and jabbing with halberds from afar. Four rushing in together would be impossible to handle.
"Y-you uncouth barbarian! Your brutishness rivals these ogres you've thrown!"
"Your attempts at insults are so weak it's making my tongue itch. Would it be too much to drop so... never mind. I really want to show this guy what real K-chat fla culture forged in the trenches looks like."
-He called Teacher Roland brutish like an ogre? Cut straight to the K-ogre level lololololololol
-But isn't he stronger than ogres at this point?
-Saying gas are a disease becos 1200% more convincing when you show the chat fuck lololololol
-Just the people growling here prove it's a disease lololololololol
So my only remaining task was throwing the last 4 ogres at that old man who still wouldn't show his face.
"You son of a bitch! Stop! Stooop!"
Viewing the walls, barracks and warehouses through the cara from above, they seed built with Tycoon-ga precision, making it easy to choose where to throw the ogres.
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