Reincarnated as a boss tyrant in the game

Seeing the Orc Sword Saint disregarding his status to attack ordinary soldiers, the Empire's experts were immediately enraged.

With a dragon's roar, a Fire Dragon shot towards the Orc Sword Saint.

This Fire Dragon was summoned by Alonso, the Empire's Saint-tier mage. Alonso still looked like a little old man, but today he was serious and majestic, his face thin but his eyes deep and sharp, as if he could see through all the illusions of the world.

He was wearing a blue mage robe, embroidered with golden magic runes, which flickered with a mysterious light as his magic power surged. The staff in his hand was made of millennium-old wood, with a crystal ball inlaid at the top, radiating a powerful magical fluctuation.

He never wore this set of equipment on ordinary days, only because it was specially made for him, the little brother, by the former Empress.

Alonso chanted ancient and complex spells, and the magical elements around him seemed to be greatly drawn, rushing towards him frantically.

He poured all his magic power into the staff, and the crystal ball at the top of the staff burst into a strong light.

In the light, the Fire Dragon gradually took shape, its body burning with raging flames, the high temperature of the flames distorting the surrounding air.

The Fire Dragon bared its fangs and claws and pounced towards the Orc Sword Saint, scorching the ground wherever it passed, and the air made a "hissing" sound.

The Orc Sword Saint felt the great threat brought by the Fire Dragon, but he did not retreat.

His feet stood firmly on the ground, holding his broadsword horizontally in front of him.

When the Fire Dragon pounced in front of him, he shouted loudly, and the power of his whole body erupted again.

He swung his broadsword and slashed fiercely at the Fire Dragon.

The broadsword collided with the Fire Dragon, making a deafening roar.

Sparks flew, magic energy and sword energy collided with each other, forming a powerful shock wave that spread in all directions.

The surrounding soldiers were staggered by the shock wave, and some of the weaker soldiers were even shocked to the point of vomiting blood and falling to the ground unconscious.

The Fire Dragon and the Orc Sword Saint were locked in a fierce stalemate.

The Fire Dragon kept spewing flames, trying to engulf the Orc Sword Saint in the sea of fire. The Orc Sword Saint, on the other hand, nimbly dodged the attacks of the flames, while searching for the Fire Dragon's flaws, wanting to give it a fatal blow.

His figure quickly shuttled through the flames, and every time he swung his broadsword, he could leave a deep sword mark on the Fire Dragon's body.

Alonso frowned when he saw that the Fire Dragon could not defeat the Orc Sword Saint for a while, and he increased the output of magic power.

The Fire Dragon received more magic power support and became more ferocious.

Its body became larger, and the flames burned more vigorously.

It opened its huge dragon mouth and bit towards the Orc Sword Saint.

The Orc Sword Saint had no way to avoid it, so he inserted his broadsword into the ground, held up the Fire Dragon's lower jaw with both hands, and began a contest of strength with the Fire Dragon.

At this time, the other battles on the battlefield seemed to have paused, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the duel between these two Saint-tier powerhouses.

The soldiers forgot the battle they were in, and they stared blankly at this thrilling scene, their hearts filled with awe and shock.

During the stalemate, the Orc Sword Saint suddenly discovered that there was a place on the Fire Dragon's abdomen where the magic power fluctuation was relatively weak.

He seized the opportunity, suddenly pulled out the broadsword inserted in the ground, jumped up, and stabbed towards the Fire Dragon's abdomen.

The broadsword easily penetrated the Fire Dragon's abdomen, and the Fire Dragon let out a painful roar, and the flames on its body began to become unstable.

Alonso was shocked, and he hurriedly adjusted the output of magic power, trying to stabilize the Fire Dragon's state.

But the Orc Sword Saint did not give Alonso any chance, and after pulling out the broadsword, he once again used powerful sword skills.

Streaks of sword light shot out from his broadsword, all hitting the vital parts of the Fire Dragon.

After a burst of struggle, the Fire Dragon finally couldn't hold on and exploded with a "boom".

After defeating the Fire Dragon, the Orc Sword Saint did not relax in the slightest.

He adjusted his breathing, pointed his broadsword at Alonso, his eyes full of provocation.

Alonso was his real opponent, and only by defeating Alonso could the orcs achieve final victory in this war.

The two Saint-tier powerhouses faced each other again, and the atmosphere on the battlefield was extremely tense.

The surrounding soldiers seemed to be able to feel the powerful pressure emanating from them, and the outcome of this battle would determine the direction of the entire war.

As Alonso chanted the spell again, a new round of life-and-death contest was about to begin on the battlefield, and the ending of this battle was still hidden in the endless magic light and sword shadows.

Sauron stood on the tallest fortress tower in the battlefield's command fortress cluster, coldly watching the fierce battle in front of him. He turned his head and said to the old man next to him, "Heavenly Eye Sword Saint, please sense if there are any Saint-tier powerhouses around."

This Heavenly Eye Sword Saint, who had settled in the port of Toulouse, after learning that the orcs had invaded the Northwest, did not need Sauron to invite him.

He took the initiative to come to the door, willing to contribute to the fight against the orcs.

Heavenly Eye Sword Saint McCarthy nodded slightly, without saying much.

With a flick of his figure, he turned into a stream of light and shot towards the rear of the orc army.

His flying speed was extremely fast, leaving only a faint light and shadow in the air, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky.

During the flight, a faint magical fluctuation emanated from his body. This fluctuation spread around like layers of invisible ripples. He was using his unique "Heavenly Eye" ability to detect whether there were any hidden Saint-tier powerhouse auras around.

At this time, the battlefield was still in a state of chaos and misery.

The orc infantry, under the encouragement of the Minotaur leader Kakaku, were like a raging tide, wave after wave impacting the human defense line.

The human soldiers resisted stubbornly, standing closely together, using shields to form solid barriers, and spears protruded from the gaps in the shields, causing great damage to the approaching orcs.

In another corner of the battlefield, the battle between the Orc Sword Saint Musaro and the Empire's Saint-tier mage Alonso continued.

The Orc Sword Saint Musaro had just repelled the Fire Dragon summoned by Alonso, and was now at the peak of his momentum.

He waved the sword in his hand, and every wave brought up a fierce sword energy. The sword energy crisscrossed,

forming a protective net around him, while also causing great damage to the surrounding area.