As Levy and Ela silently observed the orcs surrounding the small pink dragon trapped in a cage, tension filled the air. The orcs, brutish and savage, seemed unaware of the danger lurking in the shadows. Levy decided to test their reactions and stepped out from behind the cover of the trees, his wooden sword resting casually on his shoulder.
The orcs, seeing a lone human, growled in unison, their eyes filled with a primal hunger. Levy smirked, sensing their wild nature, and decided to unleash just a fraction of his power. As he released 50% of his aura, a powerful wave of energy rippled through the clearing.
Ela, hidden behind the trees, gasped in awe. She had never felt such raw power before, and the sheer force of Levy's aura left her speechless. The pink dragon, too, was taken aback, its eyes widening in surprise as it realized the human before it was no ordinary warrior.
Despite the overwhelming presence of Levy's aura, the orcs were oblivious to its significance. Lacking the ability to sense power levels, they merely saw him as another target to be crushed. With a roar, the orcs charged at Levy, their massive weapons raised to strike.
Levy, confident in his abilities, turned to Ela and said, "Stay back, Ela. I’ll handle this alone."
Ela nodded, her heart racing with a mixture of fear and excitement. She had seen Levy's strength before, but this was different. This was a battle where Levy's skills would truly be tested.
As the first wave of orcs reached him, Levy moved with lightning speed. He unleashed the Wolf Fang Sword Technique, a move he had mastered after defeating the fierce wolf. His wooden sword, though simple in appearance, cut through the air with deadly precision. The first orc fell, its body collapsing in a heap as blood sprayed from the deep gashes carved into its flesh.
Levy didn't stop. He moved from one orc to the next, his sword slicing through the air like a whirlwind. The Wolf Fang Sword Technique allowed him to target multiple enemies at once, and within moments, five of the orcs lay dead at his feet.
The remaining five orcs hesitated, their primitive minds struggling to comprehend the slaughter before them. But before they could retreat, a powerful and terrifying aura filled the clearing. Levy, Ela, and even the pink dragon felt it—a presence so dark and immense that it seemed to suck the very light out of the air.
From the shadows emerged Morgul, the Lord Orc. He was a towering figure, easily twice the size of the other orcs, with a body covered in thick, scaly armor. His skin was a sickly green, mottled with patches of black scales that gleamed like polished obsidian. A pair of massive, bat-like wings jutted from his back, and a single, fiery horn protruded from his forehead, crackling with flames that danced like living fire.
Levy felt a thrill of excitement course through him as he locked eyes with Morgul. This was no ordinary enemy—this was a true challenge.
The pink dragon, still trapped in its cage, spoke with urgency. "Run, human! You are no match for Morgul. He has the power of a dragon within him!"
Levy glanced at the dragon, his eyes narrowing. "Power of a dragon, huh? Sounds like my kind of fight."
Morgul's deep, rumbling voice echoed through the clearing. "You dare challenge me, human? I will crush you like the insect you are!"
Levy gripped his wooden sword tightly, feeling the familiar weight of the weapon in his hands. He could sense the immense power radiating from Morgul, but instead of fear, he felt a surge of adrenaline. "Let's see if you can back up those words," Levy replied, his voice calm and unwavering.
Morgul roared and charged at Levy, his massive fists leaving craters in the ground as he moved. Levy dodged to the side, barely avoiding a strike that would have pulverized him. The force of Morgul's blow sent shockwaves through the forest, toppling trees and scattering debris.
Levy knew he had to be smart in this fight. He couldn't match Morgul's brute strength head-on, but he had speed and skill on his side. As Morgul swung again, Levy darted in close, slashing at the orc's exposed side with the Wolf Fang Sword Technique. The blade struck true, but to Levy's surprise, it barely left a scratch on Morgul's thick scales.
Morgul laughed, a deep, guttural sound. "Fool! My scales are forged from the essence of a dragon! Your pathetic attacks are useless against me!"
Levy grimaced, realizing that his usual techniques wouldn't be enough. He needed something more—something stronger.
As Morgul prepared to strike again, Levy's mind raced. He remembered the techniques he had learned from his previous battles. The Dull Storm Edge Sword Technique had the power to shatter anything, even a mountain, with a single swing. It was a technique that relied on raw force rather than cutting ability.
Levy took a deep breath and focused all his energy into his sword. He could feel the power building within him, a torrent of energy waiting to be unleashed. As Morgul brought his fist down, Levy swung his sword with all his might, releasing the Dull Storm Edge Sword Technique.
The ground shook as the two forces collided. Morgul's scales cracked and shattered under the sheer force of Levy's attack. The orc roared in pain as his armor crumbled, leaving him vulnerable.
Levy didn't waste any time. He leaped into the air, aiming for Morgul's fiery horn. With a powerful swing, he struck the horn with all his might. The flames extinguished in an instant, and Morgul's body began to disintegrate, turning to ash as the dragon's essence was expelled.
As Morgul fell, defeated, Levy felt a surge of power flow through him. His wooden sword glowed with a brilliant light, and he knew that he had gained a new skill—Dragon Slayer. This technique was unlike anything he had ever experienced. It was a power that could cut through the scales of even the mightiest dragons.
The pink dragon, still in its cage, stared at Levy in awe. "You... you defeated Morgul? You truly are no ordinary human."
Levy smiled, sheathing his sword. "I told you, I'm not one to back down from a challenge."
Ela, who had watched the entire battle with bated breath, finally emerged from her hiding place. Her eyes were wide with admiration and a hint of fear. "Levy... you're incredible."
Levy shrugged, trying to downplay the situation. "Just doing what needs to be done."
But deep down, he knew that this fight had been different. He had faced an enemy with the power of a dragon and emerged victorious. And with the Dragon Slayer technique now at his disposal, he was ready for whatever challenges lay ahead.
As they freed the pink dragon from its cage, Levy couldn't help but wonder what other powerful enemies awaited him on this journey. One thing was certain—his adventure was far from over.