"Damn it, he made me bleed!"
"Kill him, and after that, I'll do whatever you say!"
It was a rare sight indeed: the larger, fiercer head of the two-headed ogre was the one speaking up at this moment.
"You idiot, if you'd listened to me earlier, we wouldn't be dealing with this lizard right now!"
By "lizard," he meant Ssorin, the lizardfolk lord.
In reality, aside from lacking wings, Ssorin wasn't much different from a dragon.
And for someone at Legendary level who could temporarily fly with transcendent power, lizardfolk lord Ssorin had few weaknesses in battle.
"Insectoid Lord Lokiviria, you're absolutely right!"
"This war won't be ending here!"
"Big guy, we're leaving—heading west. I've got friends over there."
It was quite a comical scene: while Aldous was still talking, Bluehide already began running off. After all, they shared the same mind!
The rest of the ogre tribe fled with them.
"Lokiviria, you promised me this region was mine!"
