Fightiíng against Warlocks was, most of the time, very problematic because most of Warlocks were crafty foxes. Even the greenskin ones were cunning as hell and were dangerous opponents.
That was because Warlocks got their Magic from entering into a contract with some kind of extradimensional entity...
Most of the Entities that were dealing with Warlocks were various kinds of Eldirthc Horrors, Void Creatures, Outer Gods, monstrosities that existed since immemorial or other types of creatures.
And always...
Always the price was your very own soul and the only way how to not lose it was to remain alive.
So the Warlocks were experts at survival.
Samiel identified five Warlocks that were in the area; all of them were at the Silver-Tier, signifying their power. In a split of a second, as he located all of them, he rushed at the nearest ork Warlock.
The Ork Warlock looked like most other Orks, displaying common physical traits that were normal for their species. He had a green tone of skin, prominent tusks protruding from their lower jaw, muscular builds, and a generally intimidating presence.
Like other Orks, even the Warlocks adorned themselves with tribal tattoos, bone and metal jewelry and wore dark and rugged attire to reflect their connection to the dark arts.
Contrary to most of the Magicians, the Orkish Warlocks combined their innate physical strength, which was frightening for the average Magician, together with Magic.
Depending on whom they entered a contract and obtained their Magic, they would have some frightening Magic in their disposition. Warlocks were extremely proficient in Curses and other nasty types of Magic.
Naturally, Samiel didn't waste any time, as he struck the unprepared Warlock with his Ice Trident, piercing his soul. The first one was easiest to kill because he was unprepared, for Samiel was fast as lighting.
The remaining four Warlocks reacted as they shot some kind of Shadow Spells at him, but Samiel could feel their nefarious aura. From the aura of the spells alone, he could feel that the contractors of the Warlocks here was probably some kind of Outer God not affiliated with Outer Court.
From what Samiel was aware, all Outer Gods were born from the Azathoth's dream and there were only two ways to get away from the Azathoth's Dream.
The first and easier way was to be allowed out by Azathoth himself. The second and harder way was to transfer his own existence into the real world through champions of the said Outer Gods.
This was a very long and arduous process that typically required extremely large sacrifices, mostly on the level of entire High Worlds, just for the birth of Outer God, who lost 99% of his power, but there were many who succeeded.
Now Samiel encountered some Warlocks that were in contract with such Warlocks.
He jumped high in the air as he could see the soul of the Warlock he killed departing from the Material Plane and was heading towards the Outer God who was lending the Warlcok his Magic and power.
Such was the way how the contract between them worked.
He dodged all spells that the Warlocks were shooting at him because he wasn't keen on getting hit by them... most of them were pretty nasty curses and while they wouldn't cause him severe damage, their effects could be pretty terrifying.
He wasn't wasting any time, as during the windows of opportunity, he was dodging the spells from the Warlocks; he was preparing his own while simultaneously using the Winter Ruler to freeze the limbs of the nearest Warlocks.
In a split of a second several 4th Level Spells of the Void Magic were cast, all targeting two Warlocks that were nearest to him, as their heads were blasted apart by the impact of the Void Spell.
All of that happened so fast that nobody could properly register what had happened because Samiel was acting extremely fast, not giving his opponents to use any more powerful spells or, god forbid, calling for possession.
Some Warlocks could even call the entities whom they called masters to possess their bodies and tremendously increase their power. It was pretty similar to what he could do, but more dangerous because it was a very crude method.
Crude possession methods could easily damage someone's soul.
With three Warlocks down from the original number five, now only two of them remained.
The Orkish Warlocks were shouting something in the Orkish Language as suddenly tens of Ork Boyz started surrounding the Warlocks, creating some kind of protective wall around them, as they were casting some powerful Curse Spell.
Samiel's eyes constricted seeing this because this didn't signalize anything good.
However, he still grinned at seating at that, as he used the Winter Ruler and used the residual coldness from the previous usage of Winter Rule and hundreds of ice weapons appeared around him as they skewered the Orks through and through.
Obviously the Orks were not able to defend against the Ice Weapons, as they pierced through their bodies like hot knife through butter, as Samiel approached their locations, killing the Orks that survived.
He moved fast as lighting, dodging attacks from some of the luckier Orks that had managed to survive, as he decapitated them with his ice trident while approaching the Warlocks.
He noticed that one of the Warlocks was even injured from his previous barrage, as an ice sword was sticking from his stomach.
Using the Nuclear Void Mana Control Method to boost up his physical parameters, Samiel burst out with an even more terrifying level of speed as he appeared behind the injured Warlock, piercing his heart with his ice trident and freezing his inner organs at the same time.
Now only one of the Warlocks remained, who when saw that everything had gone to shit, decided to escape... even though Orks disdained such an act as a sign of ultimate cowardice, Warlocks were Warlocks in the end.
They were aware that dying meant that their very own souls would become the property of their contractors and that was something they wanted to avoid at any cost.
Naturally, Samiel wouldn't let any enemy escape from him, as he froze the entire area in a split of a second and severed head of the Orkish Warlock in one slash of his trident.
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