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With the system's prompts, Russell successfully synthesized 200 points of "Unstoppable Body".

The moment Russell's Overlord Body was fully formed, his physique underwent another massive change. His height increased from 1.93 meters to 2.13 meters, and as his height increased, his physique became even larger, shattering the clothes he had worn into countless pieces.

This time, his size was finally comparable to that of the orc boy, and he might even be a bit stronger.

Seeing that his arm had gotten even thicker, Russell roared excitedly and swung his giant fist at a big tree.

With a loud thud, the tree snapped in two, sending wood shavings flying everywhere. After breaking the tree, he roared and picked up a massive boulder weighing over a thousand pounds, throwing it with all his might. The boulder flew more than ten meters before rolling into the valley.

From that moment on, Russell truly felt that he had completely changed. Looking back, when he first transmigrated, he was just an ordinary member of the Star Guardian Army, but now he had become so powerful that tearing apart an orc boy was no problem for him.

Without Sigismund's help, he could not have grown so quickly, and he was very grateful to this Lord Sigismund in his heart.

Just then, Russell noticed a group of orc boys walking towards him. He knew without a doubt that these orc boys were after him. Since they were here, he wouldn't hold back. He drew the Bloodthirster from his waist with his right hand and held the Power Axe in his left. He couldn't waste a single orc boy's life, and he couldn't give up any of the Muscle Giant fragments.

Just as the orc boys were climbing up the mountain, Russell, shirtless, suddenly rushed out and charged at one of the orc boys.

Before the orc boy could react, Russell collided with him solidly, the immense force knocking the orc boy to the ground.

The orc lads saw a human shrimp, just as strong as themselves, charge and knock one of the orc lads out of the fight.

After only a second of stunned silence, the orcs roared and began to fight back.

Russell roared and swung the Blood Drinker at an orc boy.

The Sharp Blood Drinker, enhanced by Russell's immense brute force, was incredibly powerful. The orc boy's crude weapons were no match for it, and they were all cut in two, weapons and all.

In half an hour, all of the dozen or so orc boys were killed. Blood and dismembered bodies were everywhere. Russell stood among the orc corpses, covered in blood.

From this day forward, the orc boy will no longer be his match, which made him laugh wildly with smug satisfaction.

Yes, he is very proud of himself now and is bursting with confidence.

More than ten days passed, and the orcs no longer dared to send anyone to kill Russell. Instead, Russell grew impatient and decided to storm the orc camp alone. After the last great battle, most of the orc warriors in the camp had been killed, and Russell felt that now was the perfect time to go in and wreak havoc.

Under the cover of night, Russell arrived at the perimeter of the wall. The wall had not been fully restored after the last major battle, which gave Russell an opportunity. He easily found a gap in the wall and entered it.

The orc camp was notoriously filthy and chaotic. Russell was immediately struck by the stench as soon as he entered, and he accidentally stepped on something wet and soft. Without even guessing, he knew it was all orc excrement. Russell was furious and thought he must kill all these unhygienic orc bastards.

Enduring the stench, Russell walked out of the camp and arrived at the center. The last great battle had indeed severely weakened this unknown little tribe. Without a leader, they had to elect a new leader from among the big orcs. The election of a new leader was undoubtedly another bloody battle. These two bloody battles almost wiped out this little tribe.

"Who's there?" A patrolling orc boy suddenly spotted Russell acting suspiciously.

Russell sneered and charged forward, carrying the Blood Drinker.

"Die!" Russell roared as the Blood Drinker slashed down.

Because he was so fast, the orc boy didn't even have a chance to raise his weapon before his head was chopped off.

Although the enemy was swiftly and cleanly eliminated, it still alerted the other orcs, and the orc boys rushed over from all directions.

Russell stood there calmly, showing no fear. He had experienced this kind of scenario before in battles of wills, and now, facing reality, he wanted to see if he could still unleash the carnage he had imagined.

The first orc charged forward, roaring as he thrust his sharp spear at Russell.

This time, Russell didn't wait for the spear to come before counterattacking. Instead, he stepped forward, wielded the Bloodthirster to deflect the spear, and then slashed off the orc boy's head.

The most important reason he chose to take a step forward was to dodge the attack from the orc boy behind him. The orc boy swung a heavy sword down, but because Russell had taken a step forward, the sword missed its mark.

After killing the orc boy in front of him, Russell quickly turned around and attacked the orc boy behind him.

The orc boy quickly raised his greatsword to parry, but the Blood Drinker struck the greatsword, and a burst of sparks flashed as the greatsword was nearly cleaved in two.

The orc boy was shocked and took a step back. Russell rushed forward, raised the Blood Drinker, and slashed down once more.

The orc boy had no choice but to raise his greatsword to parry once more. With a "whoosh," the greatsword finally gave way and was cut in two. Russell launched another attack, but the orc boy could not withstand it and was killed by the Blood Drinker.

In the midst of this fierce and brutal battle, the orc boys suffered increasingly heavy casualties, and soon the ground was littered with their corpses.

Russell leaped and bounded about, wildly wielding the Blood Drinker, and one orc boy after another fell beneath it.

At this moment, Russell seemed to have inexhaustible energy, becoming more and more excited and powerful with each kill.

Countless orc boys were killed, but even more orc boys rushed over and surrounded Russell.

Finally, the battle here attracted the attention of the new Orc war leader.

The newly appointed war leader is 6.5 meters tall, with incredibly strong muscles, wearing heavy plate armor, and wielding a heavy battle axe.

It emerged victorious in a duel among the giant orcs, and since becoming the new leader, it has grown even larger and stronger.

The new leader of the Orc Wars slowly approached, followed by a dozen or so burly Orcs and over a hundred Orc warriors.

The new leader did not rush into the battle but watched Russell's fight with great interest.

After watching for a while, the new leader was very satisfied with Russell. It was truly rare for an ordinary human to be so powerful!