The stealthy floating tower quickly flew above the orc crypt, which was not covered by any magic array, and looked like a normal beast cave.

"This crypt doesn't look like a dwelling built by an intruder, but rather a temporary dwelling for refugees, isn't this orc trapped in the Lodoro plane?"

"Quite possibly. ”

Through the soul vision, the White Dragon Lord found that the orcs had not yet left.

"Let's take a look first. ”

The White Dragon Lord withdrew the magic that hid his aura, and the orcs in the depths of the crypt felt the powerful magic fluctuations that suddenly appeared outside, grabbed the battle blade at his feet and rushed out.

A brown-skinned orc with long braids appeared in everyone's field of vision, the orc was wearing earth-colored leather armor, the leather armor was covered with dust, and even the face was dirty, and the only thing this orc could see was the thunder-arcing blade in its hand.

The ancient golden dragon looked at the orc for a moment.

"Dry lips, this is caused by not getting water for many days, this orc is trapped here. ”

The White Dragon Lord nodded, then frowned slightly.

"What do you think should be done with him?"

The orcs participated in the plundering and were trapped here, and it was not a pity to die, but at this time the battle was over, and it didn't make much sense whether the orcs were dead or alive.

Priest Sirona pondered for a moment.

Give it a chance, the Lord says forgiveness is a virtue. ”

Catwoman chimed in.

"Amos, in another forty years, it will be the turn of the White Keep to garrison the bloody battlefield, it is better to let it sign a magic contract to give you an additional boost. ”

The White Dragon Lord was moved when he heard this, and looked at Synord Priest, who smiled and nodded.

The high-level legendary orc warrior, Traloy Thunderblade, stared at the floating tower overhead, despairing in his heart, how terrifying a high-level legendary mage who harnessed the floating tower was, it had seen it in the past.

Ten deaths!

But the mortal situation made Cui Luoyi's heart gradually calm, and he stared at the floating tower with complicated eyes.

It's finally time to be free.

In fact, when Cui Luoyi found himself trapped in this plane, he knew that there would be such a day.

Cui Luoyi clenched the blade in his hand, and the twine twisted handle came with a rough touch, this familiar feeling made Cui Luoyi's heart beat faster, and it felt its own blood burn.

Come on, even if I die! I will die a vigorous battle!

"Orc, who are you, where are you from, why are you trapped here?"

Hearing the orc language with a slight accent coming from overhead, Cui Luoyi was stunned, living alone in this hellish plane for two months, it had become accustomed to the life of meeting and fighting, and the White Dragon Lord's question made it feel a little unaccustomed.

Seeing that the orcs below did not respond for a long time, the White Dragon Lord raised his eyebrows.

"Orc! your answer is about your life!"

The accented orc language came again, and Cui Luoi woke up suddenly.

They didn't seem to be going to kill me outright!

Cui Luoyi was happy in his heart, ants and stealing life, not to mention that a smart creature with a sound personality could not die, Cui Luoyi naturally would not think about dying in battle.

The blade in his hand drooped slightly, and the shining arc of thunder disappeared, knowing that mages have the magic to test lies, Cui Luoyi chose to answer truthfully.

"I'm Triloy Thunderblade, the chief of the Thunderblade Clan in the Orc World of Homula! As for why I'm trapped here, it's because the Necromancer slaughtered my people and took everything from me. ”

After speaking, Cui Luoyi stared nervously at the floating tower above him, knowing that next was the fateful moment.

If they ask too much, like a slave contract or something, I'll fight with them.

Thinking like this, Cui Luoyi clenched the blade in his hand.

The White Dragon Lord breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

If the people who slaughtered the orc people were the Nordhill people, then the White Dragon Lord would not be able to keep it.

"Orc! In front of you is the true master of this plane! You invade my territory! Plunder the wealth that belongs to me! According to the custom of the orcs, I should have slaughtered you! String your head on a spear!"

Cui Roy gritted his teeth and clenched his blade.

"But my companion is a servant of the God of Justice, and he persuaded me to spare your life, and now I give you two choices, one is to die, and the other is to sign a contract of employment to serve me for five hundred years. ”

Cui Luoyi thought about it when he heard this, after stepping into the high-level legend, even a melee professional has a lifespan of nearly 10,000 years, and five hundred years is not too much, and it is not too much to say less.

"I can promise you to fight for you, but you can't force me to do what I don't want to do. ”

The White Dragon Lord was slightly stunned, it didn't expect the orcs to be so upright, and they didn't even bargain!

Originally, the psychological expectation of the White Dragon Lord was two hundred and fifty years, which was just enough for the end of the rotation of the bloody battle battlefield.

Since the orcs didn't bargain, the White Dragon Lord wouldn't have reminded it either.

"I promise you, the High Legends deserve to be treated. ”

The White Dragon Lord manipulated the Floating Tower to land, and the four high-level legends walked out of the Floating Tower together and walked towards the orcs who had put away their blades.

After approaching the orc, the White Dragon Lord frowned, and Catwoman retreated again and again.

An orc was trapped in the Lodoro plane without a water source, and he hadn't bathed for nearly two months......

The White Dragon Lord vaguely understood the reason why the orcs did not bargain, and it was definitely unpleasant to be trapped alone in a lifeless necromantic plane, with no food and no water source.

After purifying the air for himself and his companions, the White Dragon Lord used his magic to create an icy table, took out the paper of the divine deed and began to draw up the terms of employment.

As the White Dragon Lord said, high-level legends deserve to be courteous, and the terms drawn up by the White Dragon Lord are not harsh, just an employment contract with no salary.

In order to take care of the orcs, the White Dragon Lord uses the orc language promulgated by the orc gods, so Cui Luoyi can also understand the appearance of the contract without barriers.

Reading the terms of the contract, Cui Roy breathed a sigh of relief and signed his name behind the long list of names of the White Dragon Lord.

The contract paper spontaneously combusted without fire, and the employment contract was established.

Witnessing the contract turn to ashes, both sides are on guard at the same time.

"From today onwards, I'm your boss. ”

The White Dragon Lord directly cleaned up the dirty orcs with a cleaning technique, and then led everyone to the floating tower again.

In the control room of the Floating Tower, the White Dragon Lord piloted the Floating Tower and flew in the direction of the mage.

"Guys, do you have any food?"

Cui Luoyi looked a little embarrassed and rubbed his stomach.

"I haven't eaten in months since I was snatched away by the Necromancer. ”

The White Dragon Lord spoke.

"I can make you a little magic food, which doesn't taste like it's going to fill your stomach at least. ”

"No, I have a little dried fish here. ”

Catwoman took out a bag of dried fish and threw it to the orc, who looked at Catwoman gratefully, and couldn't wait to tear open the package, grab the small dried fish mixed with chili powder and various spices and stuff it into his mouth.

The legal profession does not need food, it is because they can make magic food to live, and the warrior does not have the same ability, and after being hungry for more than a month and going through many battles, the orcs are exhausted.

Perhaps it was because he was aware of the battle, or maybe he had already left after encountering the leopard, and the White Dragon Lord's soul vision did not find the mage.

Looking at the crypt in front of him, which exuded the power of death, the White Dragon Lord pondered for a moment and took the lead into it.

Detect Magic Traps!

Avoiding or cracking all kinds of magic traps along the way, the White Dragon Lord and the others came to the bottom of the cave.

After arriving at the bottom floor, feeling a somewhat familiar aura, the White Dragon Lord was slightly stunned, and glanced at Gu Jinlong.

"Samiyat Bone Eater?!"

"That's right, with both strong necromantic energy and dragon breath, this should be the abode of Samiyat Bone Eater. ”

Hearing the conversation between the two dragons, Priest Sirona asked curiously.

"That mage is a dragon lich changeover?"

Jeuil stepped out of the White Dragon Lord's shadow and sniffed.

"Probably not, the smell on that mage is significantly different from the smell that remains here. ”

Catwoman suggested.

"Let's see if there's any clues. ”

After some inspection, the group found nothing.

Since the dragon lich and the mysterious mage were not here, there was no point in everyone guessing out of thin air, and they immediately decided to go home.

After a dinner together, Catwoman, Gu Jinlong, and Officer Sirona returned to the Nordhill plane.

The White Dragon Lord harnesses the Magic Tower, sweeping the entire Lodoro Plane with the orc, Triloy Thunderblade.

In the past two months, except for the removal of a few spatial road signs, the White Dragon Lord has not gained anything.

Now, the Magic Tower's defense system has begun to take shape, Elena's safety has been initially guaranteed, and it is time for the White Dragon Lord to return.

"The first task I gave you was to keep it safe!"

The White Dragon Lord pointed at Elena and said to the orcs who had not returned long ago.

With the permission of the White Dragon Lord, the orc, who had returned to his hometown to deal with some things, patted his chest.

"Guaranteed mission, boss. ”

The White Dragon Lord nodded, although it didn't believe in the beasts of the orcs, but it believed in the constraints of the God's Contract.

With a powerful bodyguard and a systematic magic tower early warning system, with this double guarantee, the White Dragon Lord was completely relieved, launched a teleportation, and drove the floating tower back to Nordhill.

In the sky above Samiria, a huge black hole has formed, and the legendary professionals on duty are on alert.

Although no one thought anyone would dare to be presumptuous in Samiria, their long-standing habits made them quickly ready for battle.

It wasn't until they saw the parliamentary standards on the floating tower that everyone relaxed.

"Welcome back to Nordhill, Councillor Amos, please moor the Floating Tower at its designated location. ”

The voice of Taling No. 1 sounded in the White Dragon Lord's mind, and following Taling's guidance, the White Dragon Lord harnessed the floating tower and landed on a circular pit-shaped interface.

The base of the floating tower happened to be closed with the interface, and at the same time, a wave of will poured into the control core, relieving the White Dragon Lord of his control authority.

The White Dragon Lord sensed that Ta Ling's consciousness was scanning the Floating Tower, and it didn't take long for Ta Ling's voice to sound again.

"After the inspection, the No. 014 floating tower is in good condition and the handover is complete. ”

Hearing that the handover was completed, the White Dragon Lord flew out of the floating tower directly from the window, and the next thing had nothing to do with it.

On the way to the main tower, the White Dragon Lord glanced back at the floating tower that had accompanied him for several months.

At this time, the base of the Floating Tower is connected to the huge Floating City, and it has become one of the many Floating Towers on Samiria, and several legendary mages are entering the Floating Tower 014, who will maintain the Floating Tower that has gone through the battle.

The White Dragon Lord's eyes shone brightly.

It won't be long before I have my own floating tower.

With this in mind, the White Dragon Lord pushed open the door of the Speaker's office.

After reporting to Merlin Tenri on the noteworthy matters of the Lodoro Plane as usual, the White Dragon Lord returned to the Overseas Islands.

In the hall of the White Castle, the white dragon collar lies on the throne, and below it stands Gulgaru and other high-ranking officials of the White Castle.

"Your Majesty, the precious materials brought back by Lord Hogg have been stored in a number of secret warehouses according to your orders, and this is a specific list, please check it. ”

The administrator, Hobbes, handed over a long list, and the White Dragon Lord took it, glanced at it, and reduced it to ashes.

"You do things, I don't worry. ”

Hogg Riverpaw, the leader of the Gnoolls, stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, most of the prisoners of war brought back by the Lodoro plane were handed over to the council, and I did as you ordered, leaving the Titans and Giants, but ......"

Hogg looked a little submissive, and the White Dragon Lord raised a frown.

"Just what?"

"It's just that on the way to escort, I met Her Royal Highness Felicia......"

The White Dragon Lord gasped and felt a little pain in his brain, with Felicia's fiery temper, he saw the Titans and the Giants, and the Titans and Giants were also blocked from power, and they had almost no ability to resist......

"A legendary Legendary Titan and several giants were seriously injured by His Highness and are still recovering. ”

"Huh?!"

Not dead?!

The White Dragon Lord was originally ready for the annihilation of the Titans and the Giants, but he didn't expect that it was only a few serious injuries, and it seems that Felicia has also grown a lot.

"I don't blame you for this, just forget it. ”

The corners of the White Dragon Lord's mouth curled slightly.

"I'll talk to Felicia personally. ”

Hogg breathed a sigh of relief, and the city lord of White Scale City, the great patriarch of the Fishman - Fercy Darkscale, stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, a group of fishmen have recently defected from the deep sea area, this is the list of the major fishman clans that have taken refuge, please take a look. ”

The White Dragon Lord took the list and found that the fishman at the top was a legendary fishman, which attracted the attention of the White Dragon Lord.

After pondering for a moment, the White Dragon Lord decided on the matter of the fishman, and the fishman solved it.

"This is an internal affair of the fish-people, it's up to you whether they go or stay, just do a good job of spying precautions, I don't want anything to happen in my kingdom. ”

"Thank you for Your Majesty's trust, you will not be dishonored!"

Gulgaru took a step forward, and the corners of the one-eyed and one-horned Gul's mouth were upturned, obviously in a good mood.

"Your Majesty, according to the latest census of population data, the number of ogres in the overseas islands has reached one million. ”

The White Dragon Lord was pleased.

"That's great news,"

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Chapter 321: Return to Nordhill