Their appearance became clear. They had big, sharp eyes and broad shoulders. They were running at Crockta and the empire’s army with great momentum, at a crazy fast speed.0

“What the hell is that!”0

“That’s…”0

The eyes of the clan members originating from the Haedong Balhae Clan trembled as they recalled the nightmares that happened in Chesswood in the past.0

There, they saw a crazy necromancer called Iron and met a bunch of psychos known as F4, but there was someone even scarier than them, the heretics of Elder Lord. They were people who took pride in walking a path no one would. Inhumane guys who enjoyed pain and adversity!0

“It’s the Oslam Brotherhood.”1

“What?”0

The Oslam Brotherhood formed a wedge-shaped formation by sticking their broad shoulders together, and they charged at the imperial army’s formation. Groups such as the Rebirth Brotherhood, Praise the Orc, and Red Turban also pounced at the imperial army, but slowly approached by forming their own battle formation.0

However, the Oslam Brotherhood was different. Without any warning or hesitation, they rushed toward the imperial army’s formation. Thanks to the influence of Haste Magic, their speed was amplified.1

They let out a battle cry.0

“Woahhhhhh! Bul’tarrrrr!”0

“Bul’tarrrrrr!”4

“We are the Oslam Brotherhood!”0

“Oslam──────!”0

The initial clash ensued. As the orcs in the forefront and the imperial army collided, the soldiers on the outer formation were blown away along with the sound of an explosion. The orcs’ terrifying charge tore down the imperial army’s defensive formation. They broke through the imperial army’s outer formation, causing the soldiers to fall like...0