A group of two-headed ogres, each averaging a height of two and a half meters and resembling small giants, were quickly heading towards Weilu City.
Two hideously grotesque heads grew from their necks, twisted and bizarre.
The muscles on their bodies bulged like they had been forged from steel, exuding a sense of strength.
At the center was the Two-headed Ogre Chieftain, standing at a height of two meters and eight, with muscles that looked like they were about to explode.
In his hand, he carried a giant wolf fang club, two circles thicker than a thigh, with a grim face and fierce, blood-red eyes full of brutality.
Their bare feet stepped heavily into the muddy ground, splashing large amounts of mud; the animal skin clothing was stained with filth.
The swamp's rotting stench couldn't compare to the foul odor emanating from their bodies.
"My king, the territory established by the Lizard-men is just ahead."
