The numbers of orcs dwindled fast, with controlled and targeted hunts by Azravael. The coordinated efforts of Thane and team. While Damien and the other two killed the Saint-Rank orcs.

On the other hand, I stayed on the boat and kept track of the teams while making holes in the heads of unsuspecting orcs.

Just as I was searching for the next target, my eyes caught one orc running. However, when I checked the line of sight, it was towards the rift instead of any other teams.

An arrow pierced the skull from backwards, and he fell down, slamming to the ground.

Not a second has passed as I caught other orcs towards the same destination. After eliminating that orc too, I communicated with Damien through our telepathic link.

’Damien, keep an eye on the rift and do not let any orc pass through, but also watch your back,’ I shared.

As more and more orcs fell by Damien’s and my hands on their return to the rift. I expected them to fight back, but on the contrary, they increased their desperate attempt more, which ultimately ended in failure.

About half an hour later, the ground was littered with corpses of orcs. Some were dismembered, some had their limbs cut off, while few only had a fist-shaped hole in their head.

All the orcs in the field were dead, but the rift was still active, which means the anchor for the rift was still alive.

Asking A.B. to lower a bit, I jumped to the ground using Skybound Ascension. As my feet touched the ground, Thane floated towards me.

"Boss, they were not as tough as you mentioned. But I had to give props for your new fighting style," he commented; he was returning to his usual self.

"There are two reasons behind that. The first was my unexpected attack, and the second is it’s not over yet," I replied. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"Nice work, everyone. Drink up potions; we will be entering the rift now," I commended their effort while gearing them up further.

"We are ready to move forward, master." Azravael stepped forward.

"Our team is ready too, boss," Thane added.

"Okay, then..." Before I could complete, I already felt the change in air, and so did the others.

My eyes, along with everyone else’s, turned towards the rift. The edge of the rift was crackling like lightning, but there was no spark.

The next moment that too became clear, as two hands appeared stretching the rift further.

Soon a hand, then half a body, and in seconds a two-headed orc appeared, standing in front of the rift.

My Insight Eye activated instinctively while everyone took a step back at this sudden appearance of a giant, almost 10 ft monster.

[Name: Krag-Moden the Red Commander]

[Rank: Pseudo Sovereign (between breakthrough)]

[Threat: Very high]

My blood ran cold as I read it. I instantly collected my thoughts, I also understood the reason behind the orc trying to return to the rift.

"Everyone, step back as far as possible. Only Damien, Regalia, and Donald will attack. Azravael and Thane stay with me," I ordered.

Just as everybody stepped back, a crackling sound came from the monster’s mouth. Both of his heads threw back; it looked like he was having a laugh.

But the next moment, he became silent as his eyes narrowed and started looking around frantically.

’This is weird,’ I thought.

After a few seconds, the orc returned to his previous self. One of the shorter heads had a smile, like he was enjoying this, and the other, a bit larger head had a cruel smirk on his face.

He opened the mouth again, as something gibberish came out of his mouth, "#$@$$@$##*@#. I will savor every moment as I chew you all under my teeth. I will start with that pretty bloodsucker."

Suddenly, I could understand everything. ’So this is the effect of the Tongue of All Creation.’

However, when I heard him deciding on his next victim, I acted before he could take action.

"Regalia, watch out," I shouted.

She was also focused, so she reacted immediately as he moved to grab her.

"Thanks, Lord Aiden."

"Don’t mention it. Damien, attack him with your best attack while Regalia and Donald distract him," I shared as I started working on a plan to take him down.

"On it, Master," he replied.

Both Regalia and Donald stated their attack. Regalia attacked with multiple scythes made from blood that she controlled. Donald waved his sword as multiple slashes of blood attacked the orc.

As both attacks landed, however, there were only scratches on his body, which also healed as soon as they appeared.

The crackling laughter occurred again, likely taunting us. But both of them didn’t relent as they continued their attacks.

In the blink of an eye, there were two red flashes around the orc’s neck. I knew immediately that Damien had taken action.

The crackling laughter suddenly stopped as a wail was heard next.

"You sneaky little bloodsucker... I will kill you," he roared, which appeared as a simple roar to others, but I could hear his every word.

This is not how I imagined using this skill, but it was still helpful in its own way.

The orc punched both his hands to the ground, causing a slight tremor as everyone tried to gain their footing. My skill, Kinetic Frame Shift, helped in gaining balance.

"His skin is too thick with his added regeneration. It will be a long fight, master," Damien informed.

I knew, but if I take too much time to clear only one rift, then I will lose this chance to gain easy footing in Kronesthion.

Opening the system panel, I checked the Codex for any poisons. Luckily there was, maybe not potent enough but maybe useful.

[Name: Bane of Rabbit]

[Rank: S]

[Type: Consumable/Potion]

[Effect: It affects the senses and slows down the reaction speed and overall metabolism of the subject.]

Before I could take out the potion, the orc lifted two large pieces of rocks of the size of boulder, which he created by punching the ground. And hurled them towards the back, where Britany and other vampires were standing.

I immediately used the gauntlet to create a big hand, which was easier as I had created it once, and caught one boulder, barely. While Donald slashed the other hurling rock.

The next moment, I took out the red-colored potion and handed it to Damien.

’Apply this on your weapon and Donald’s too. I will buy you some time,’ I ordered. ’I didn’t want to, but I guess I will have to do it.’

"Master, please..." Before Damien could complete his sentence, I shouted.

"Hey ugly, are you like this by birth, or did someone do this to you?"