I Became a Level -99 Vicious Lord

Otto's plan worked like a well-oiled machine.

Just before the Kingdom of Erzsebet's army joined forces with the Raging Wolf Clan.

Otto manipulated the surrounding forces of the Kingdom of Erzsebet to create an opportunity for a raid on an empty house.

Thanks to the Wyvern Knights swiftly delivering the news, the surrounding kingdoms were quick to mobilize their forces for military operations.

This forced the Erzsebetan army to hastily retreat back to their own Kingdom, and prevented them from joining the Raging Wolf Clan.

The Raging Wolf Clan, abandoned all of a sudden, was stuck in their stronghold, unable to move in any direction.

Having lost the horn and with the absence of the promised forces of the Kingdom of Erzsebet, the Chieftain, Bekyum, was greatly discouraged and holed up in their stronghold.

Fear.

The fear of being annihilated by the Thunderhoof Clan and the Lota Kingdom's army held the Raging Wolf Clan back from acting recklessly.

“Waaaaaaaah!”

“Chwiiiiiik!!"

The warriors of the Lota Kingdom and the Raging Wolf Clan were pressuring the surrounded Erzsebet Kingdom forces from all sides, mowing them down indiscriminately.

In particular, Bagram's performance was so outstanding that it bordered on spectacular.

*THUMP!* *THUMP!* *THUMP!*

Bagram, riding Chawchaw, charged toward the Kingdom of Erzsebet's army, leading the cavalry of the Thunderhoof Clan.

*Booom!*

*Booooom!*

The Kingdom of Erzsebet's army was completely shattered by a single breakthrough of the Thunderhoof Clan's cavalry.

No one could withstand the charge of 150 wild boars, each the size of a rhinoceros, rushing in like a runaway locomotive.

"Chwik! For the liberation of the Orcs!!!"

With a single charge, Bagram shattered the formation of the Kingdom of Erzsebet and swung Astra's axe, truly unleashing a relentless onslaught.

*Swiish!*

*Flash!*

*Bang!* *Bang!* *Bang!* *Bang!*

Every time Bagram swung Astra's axe, thunder and lightning struck down, sweeping through the forces of the Kingdom of Erzsebet.

“Aaaah!"

“Arrgghhh!”

The Kingdom of Erzsebet's army was helpless in the face of Bagram's overwhelming might.

The Divine Beast Chawchaw and Astra's axe.

Bagram's combat power, possessing the two Holy Relics, was truly absolute.

Moreover, there was a reason why Bagram had to be strong.

Bagram was well aware that this battle was the key to liberating the Orcs from the clutches of the Kingdom of Erzsebet, so his mindset was different.

Since this battle was a war of liberation for the Orcs, their determination to seize victory burned fiercely within them.

"Alright. You're doing well."

Otto smiled as he watched Bagram's impressive performance.

The confrontation with the Kingdom of Erzsebet was a very important event that appeared in Bagram's scenario.

Bagram would achieve a great victory over the Kingdom of Erzsebet in this battle, subduing the Raging Wolf Clan and taking control of the Uruk Plains.

After that, he would establish a kingdom and make a grand debut in the history of the continent as an Orc monarch.

This marks the midpoint of the character Bagram's scenario.

Subsequently, the scenario involves fighting against the powerful Kingdom of Erzsebet as the Orc lord, clashing several times with his arch-rival Bathory.

Of course, that's a matter for later, for now winning the current battle is the priority.

"Annihilate the enemies. Sweep them all away."

Otto used the Barbarian's Roar to grant buffs to his allies while applying a slow debuff to the enemies, skillfully commanding the battle.

Just then.

*Whooosh!*

In the rear of the Erzsebet Kingdom's formation, a group of knights was seen drawing their bows.

‘The Rapid Marksman's Brigade'

Otto knew exactly what their identity was and understood the danger they posed.

Only a few Rapid Marksmen Brigades were sent to the Raging Wolf Clan.

The actual Rapid Marksmen Brigade was in the main army of the Kingdom of Erzsebet.

If they began their ranged attacks in earnest, the damage to his allies would be severe.

It was obvious that high-level personnel such as knights and commanders would suffer the most.

Then….

“Now.”

Otto commanded the knights of the Rapid Marksmen Brigade in the distance.

"Kill each other."

The power to make enemies fight each other.

He cast the Barbarian's Carnage Roar.

The result.

*Whooosh!* *Squeelch!*

“Kukk!”

“Aaaack!”

“W.. What the… Aack!"

The knights of the Rapid Marksmen Brigade, who were drawing their bows, began firing their iron arrows at each other's chests and heads.

The arrows meant for the elite forces of the Lota Kingdom and the Thunderhoof Clan were now raining down on the knights belonging to the Rapid Marksmen Brigade.

Having easily incapacitated the most formidable forces of the Erzsebet Kingdom, Otto drew his sword and slowly began to advance.

The target was the knights of the Kingdom of Erzsebet.

By personally eliminating the enemies that posed the greatest threat to his allies, he aimed to showcase the power of a king stepping into battle.

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The flow of the battle unfolded in overwhelming victory for the allied forces, namely the Lota Kingdom and the Thunderhoof Clan.

That was an entirely expected outcome.

With the advantageous terrain, they attacked while the enemy was surrounded, and their forces were vastly superior in numbers.

Moreover, the army of the Kingdom of Erzsebet was completely exhausted due to their excessive forced march, leaving them in very poor physical condition.

In fact, the army of the Kingdom of Erzsebet was in tatters and should not have marched or engaged in battle at all.

Furthermore, their formation was shattered by the cavalry of the Thunderhoof Clan, and with the Rapid Marksmen Brigade incapacitated by Otto, there was no way they could execute the battle effectively.

Despite that, the battle did not come to an end quickly.

The army of the Kingdom of Erzsebet was so formidable that they continued to endure despite the unfavorable circumstances.

As if to prove that they were not a regular army of a great power for nothing.

Otto knew all too well that he needed to push harder to fully secure his victory.

“Sir Qasim.”

“Yes! Your Majesty!”

"To the left."

“Yes!”

Qasim ran to the left alongside Peng.

“Camille to the right.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Camille then sprinted to the right.

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‘We'll wipe them out. Until they surrender.'

Otto swung his sword forward.

*Whoosh!*

As soon as he did, a gray sword wind spread out in a fan shape, and the enemies suddenly "froze" in place.

*Skkrr!* *Shhh!*

The enemies had been caught by the petrification curse unleashed through Otto's sword.

"M-Monster!"

"He turned people into stone!"

"He's a monster! Aaaah! M… Monster!!"

None of the soldiers of the Erzsebet Kingdom dared to fight Otto.

Even the knights, who were known for their strength, hesitated and retreated, trembling in fear.

With the remarkable performances of Otto, Qasim, and Camille, the army of the Kingdom of Erzsebet gradually began to crumble.

As the overwhelming strongmen shook the formation, the already troubled army of the Kingdom of Erzsebet had no means to withstand the onslaught.

Meanwhile, Bathory was desperately trying to escape the battlefield, leading the Royal Guard Knights.

At this rate, they would face total annihilation without even being able to retreat, and that would be the end.

For if Bathory, the King, were to be captured or killed in the process, it would be a disaster for the kingdom of Erzsebet.

"Get out of the way! How dare you block my path!"

Bathorywas at the forefront, swinging her sword, showing off hisher strength by slashing at her enemies.

“Aack!”

“Aaaaah!”

The knights of the minor kingdoms could not withstand Bathory and the Royal Guard Knights.

The route that Bathory and the Royal Guard Knights were trying to escape through was occupied by allied kingdoms, creating a tremendous disparity in strength.

"Run! Hurry!"

“Come on!”

“Yaa… Yaaa!

Bathory and the Royal Guard Knights quickly mounted their horses and began to flee rapidly, cutting through the ranks of the allied kingdoms.

Thanks to this, the army of the Kingdom of Erzsebet, which had been barely holding on, collapsed like a sandcastle in an instant.

With the King, the highest commander who should have been leading the battle, fleeing with the Royal Guard Knights, the morale of the army of the Kingdom of Erzsebet plummeted, leaving them completely devoid of the will to fight.

“Tsk.”

Otto saw Bathory fleeing in the distance and grimaced.

"Trying to save your life, are you? Well, if the king dies here, there will be no turning back."

Otto understood Bathory's decision.

However, that didn’t mean he could let Bathory go.

"Yes, run away. Let’s see how far you can get."

Otto didn't bother to chase after Bathory.

Because….

“Skreee! Rooooar!"

“Kaaaah!”

Over fifty wyverns flew in the sky, keeping a watchful eye on Bathory and her group.

This meant that Bathory was essentially a rat caught in a trap.

No matter how fast she rode, there was no way she could outrun the wyverns flying above.

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With Bathory and the Royal Guard Knights' escape, the battle was practically over.

As soon as it was known that the king and the Royal Guard Knights had fled, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Erzsebet lost their resolve and began to surrender one by one.

“Waaaaaaaaaah!”

“Chwiiiiiiikk!!"

Though the shouts of victory rang out, yet Otto and his group could not afford to rest.

“Everyone~ Gather up~”

Otto quickly gathered his crew and jumped on a wyvern to chase after Bathory and her group.

The battle would not be considered over until Bathory, the king, and the Royal Guard Knights were captured.

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Bathory and the Royal Guard Knights shook off their pursuers from the allied forces and hurriedly made their way toward the Kingdom of Erzsebet.

"I will surely repay this humiliation someday, without fail."

Bathory fled desperately, promising herself that she would have her revenge in the future.

The allied forces were unable to catch up with Bathory and his group.

Bathory and the Royal Guard Knights rode exceptional horses of high pedigree, making it impossible for them to maintain their speed.

When they were about ten kilometers from the territory of the Erzsebet Kingdom.

“Heeey~~~~~”

A voice called out from the distance.

"Where are you rushing off to so urgently~~~~~~~"

Bathory turned around absentmindedly and was taken aback in shock.

“Kaaaah!"

“Skreeeee!”

In the distance, over fifty wyverns were rapidly approaching.

“S… Speed up! Come on! Yaaah! Yaaah!!!"

“Hiiiieee!!!”

Bathory mercilessly lashed the horse with her riding crop, but it was no use.

No matter how fast they galloped, they couldn't increase the distance between them and the wyvern horde.

"Wow~~ Our King is incredibly fast~~~"

Otto mocked Bathory while flying at a low altitude.

Just as they began to pull away, Otto would overtake them.

Whenever they seemed to distance themselves, Otto would overtake them again.

He was completely toying with Bathory and her group.

“Otto de Scuderia! You bastard!”

In the end, Bathory gave up on fleeing and halted her horse.

In fact, she hadn't planned it.

Her exhausted horse was on the verge of collapsing.

"Get in front of me right now! I’ll cut off your head!

Bathory bellowed at Otto.

However, Otto did not get off the back of the wyvern.

Bathory's opponent was not Otto.

*Boom!*

Bagram leaped off the back of Khamak, gripping Astra's axe as he approached Bathory.

In other words, Otto had intended for Bagram to be Bathory's opponent, not himself.