Trapped as an NPC in a Dating Sim-Chapter 58: The Battle of Wits!

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[Your teammate Sylvia has used the skill: Purification. The debuff effect: Fury has been nullified successfully.]

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"It seems it is time."

Soren slowly turned around, activating his passive Keen Insight as his gaze locked onto a massive Orc Chieftain standing in the center of his remaining elite battalion.

The Orc Chieftain loomed like a war god born from slaughter itself.

Its massive, scar-covered body was wrapped in thick dark leather and crude iron armor, muscles bulging beneath layers of old battle wounds that never seemed to heal.

In its enormous hand, it clenched a jagged, blood-stained greataxe that radiated the cold, brutal weight of countless deaths.

Not to mention its red eyes, glowing like burning embers beneath a deep, savage brow, filled with pure, unrestrained killing intent.

Even though they were fast enough, it seemed that ambushing the boss completely was impossible.

But it was still fine.

They had already crushed a significant number of orcs inside this dungeon with their thunder strategy.

Now the chieftain was left with only a few dozen elite guards standing around him.

"Hmm?"

Just as Soren was about to finalize his next attack plan, he felt the boss monster was staring directly at him.

No doubt, across the battlefield, through the dust and roaring chaos, those blood-soaked eyes were fixed solely on his figure.

*Roar!*

And the moment their gazes collided, the Orc Chieftain let out a thunderous roar before suddenly lunging forward and leaping high into the sky, reaching a height almost equal to what Soren could achieve using his Wyvern Wing Sigil.

Then he hurled downward like a monstrous projectile from a trebuchet, tearing through the air with terrifying speed like a falling meteor of flesh and rage, intent on crushing everything beneath its massive body.

His greataxe shining coldly as it cleaved through the air, eyes still fixed on Soren with absolute madness.

"The fuck... everyone, dodge!"

The attack was so sudden that Soren barely managed to shout before flapping his wings and retreating from his position while holding Aria and Sylvia in his arms.

And the moment he left, the massive orc descended like a falling mountain, driving its greataxe straight into the ground where he had stood only seconds ago.

*BOOM!*

The earth split violently in two as shockwaves of dust and shattered stone exploded into the air.

The battlefield trembled.

A furious, beastlike roar followed, causing Soren’s heart to tighten slightly.

If he had been even a fraction slower, that strike would have crushed him into meat and bone fragments.

"Evan, now!"

But that didn’t mean he was scared.

Rather, Soren shouted urgently, setting Aria and Sylvia down before shooting back into the sky with a powerful flap of the Wyvern sigil.

*Swish!*

Almost immediately, a massive chunk of stone shot upward from the ground with terrifying precision, aiming to strike him out of the sky.

Fortunately, Soren was alert enough to dodge with a sharp flap of his wings.

’Damn, that was close!’

He took a deep breath, his expression turning solemn. He had not expected the boss to abandon his battalion and charge at them head-on.

"Heaven’s Cleaver!"

Luckily, no one had been injured as Evan finally took control of the battlefield, sending a sharp arc of sword light toward the Orc Chieftain.

*Roar!*

Now at level 30, Evan stood on equal footing with the boss monster. After coming this far, there was no way they would lose.

"Inferno Lance!"

Especially when the boss had recklessly attacked them alone, leaving his army behind.

"Arcane Volley!"

Soren would make sure the Orc Chieftain died before he even realized how foolish that decision was.

*Swoosh!*

Thus, the final battle of the E-rank survival dungeon began ahead of schedule, with Evan, Aurelia, and Soren unleashing their skills one after another.

"Roar!"

Even though the Orc Chieftain possessed the absurdly high health pool typical of a survival-type dungeon boss, wounds began appearing across his massive body.

His furious roars and failed attempts to land a decisive blow only pushed the momentum further in their favor, steadily bringing the dungeon closer to completion.

With him dead, they would clear this E-rank dungeon in under an hour.

Soren was certain that no one, not even Darius, could surpass them in this competition.

The D-rank clearance token was practically his already.

A rare surge of satisfaction filled Soren as he fired arrow after arrow while dodging flying debris with absolute precision.

Meanwhile, Evan and Aurelia ensured the boss could not leap again.

After witnessing the terrifying height and distance of that earlier jump, Soren doubted he would survive another surprise assault like that.

So he remained completely focused, never allowing his Keen Insight to leave the Orc Chieftain’s figure for even a second.

After all, from how he attacked him the moment the battle started, it was clear that his target was him.

"S-Soren... h-help!"

However, just as Soren’s full attention was focused on the Orc Chieftain while Evan and Aurelia were continuously increasing their attack power, he heard a faint, familiar voice calling for help from the side.

"Hmm?"

In an instant, his gaze turned toward the source of the voice, only to freeze.

"H-How?"

He did not know how, but both Aria and Sylvia were suddenly surrounded by a large number of elite orcs that had followed the chieftain earlier.

From that distance, they should not have been able to reach them so quickly since they could not jump as far as the boss.

But seeing dozens of massive orcs standing right in front of Aria and Sylvia, smashing her stone golem in an instant, he realized he had been deceived.

Although confusion still lingered, their attack made one thing clear. It seemed he was mistaken.

From the very beginning, the Orc Chieftain’s target was never him at all.

Rather, it was a ploy to distract them from the real target: Sylvia.

Their S-rank healer who could remove debuffs affecting the entire team from the boss’s effects.

While gaining victory after victory inside the dungeon today, Soren had forgotten one thing.

The monsters inside the dungeons were quite intelligent. Intelligent enough to identify their enemy’s weakness.

Intelligent enough to catch him off guard.

In fact, the Orc Chieftain was not crazy at all.

Especially when Soren saw how the boss had already begun regenerating rapidly from all the injuries he had suffered, his mouth slowly forming a wide, bloodthirsty grin beneath those crimson eyes, as if mocking them,

"Fuck!"