Half an hour later, a dozen gnolls rode back from the orc camp on the Chimera.

"Wolf Tooth Patriarch, the orc's camp has been checked everywhere, and no secret dungeons have been found, only a few passages have been found, but all the burial in them is the usual excrement of the orcs." The gnolls honestly reported everything in the camp.

"Didn't find the dungeon? Could it be that those dog-day green-skinned orcs really put on their wings and couldn't fly? ”

Warwick was inexplicably annoyed. Of course, he trusts the wolf cubs' ability to do things, and their keen sense of smell will not let go of any corner of the orc camp.

But since the orcs can't fly away, and they don't hide in a hidden dungeon, what is their mysterious disappearance? Has the world evaporated?

Previously, he took a flying dragon to observe in the sky, and found that the entire camp was not chaotic, and it still maintained its usual appearance, that is, the orcs left in an orderly manner without causing any panic.

In any case, it is impossible for a huge group to disappear out of thin air, this strange phenomenon beyond common sense, he vaguely feels that it is inappropriate, but he doesn't know what the problem is.

"Patriarch Warwick, will the orcs send the entire clan away through long-distance teleportation spells?"

Zet Zack, the dragon-winged kobold who set off with the Red Dragon Legion, suddenly stood up and said.

"Since orcs can't fly and can't escape, then their disappearance can only be explained by teleportation."

Warwick glanced at him, although he hated this guy terribly, but he also knew the balance in his heart, and it was all his credit that the master was able to take in the kobold clan.

Moreover, he is also a dragon vein warlock who can cast powerful plastic energy magic, and his strength ranks first in the entire Red Dragon Clan.

"What does Wizard Zack mean is that there may be powerful spellcasters in the Orc Clan?"

"It's not impossible."

Zet Zack shook his dragon wings slightly, his cloudy vertical pupils revealing a light of wisdom.

"The orcs worship Guush, the one-eyed god of killing, a powerful deity who usually bestows power on his devout followers. As far as I know, a powerful orc tribe can easily give birth to orc priests or orc shamans, and the best of them often have incredible power. ”

Warwick nodded slightly, the orc tribe in front of him fully matched the term powerful.

"It's just that I'm very strange, since I can cast a teleportation spell that sent thousands of orcs away, that orc priest's spell casting level is probably extremely high, and with such a powerful spellcaster in charge, why do the orc clans have to transfer en masse?"

Warwick held his head high, his proud look blank.

"Of course, the fear of our great Red Dragon Majesty! No matter how powerful the orc sacrifice is, it will be destroyed under the iron hooves of the invincible Red Dragon Legion! ”

"No, Warwick Chief, no powerful spellcaster should be underestimated, and when they appear on the frontal battlefield, the role of a high-level spellcaster is comparable to that of an elite thousand-man army. Their high-ring magic will inflict unimaginable damage on their enemies, and even the mighty Red Dragon Legion will not be able to withstand that terrifying spell strike! ”

Warwick was silent, he had seen His Majesty unleash magic to slaughter the Titan's army on the battlefield, and of course he understood that the terrifying power that destroyed the world was by no means something that ordinary people could resist.

But he's just a barbarian warrior, and he's okay to charge into battle, and he doesn't know anything about subtle magic.

"What do you mean?"

"If the orcs have a powerful spellcaster in charge, and rely on a walled city that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, in the event of a war, even if the Red Dragon Legion can wipe out this tribe, it will have to pay an incalculable and tragic price, unless Your Majesty can personally intervene. That is to say, the orcs now have a foundation that does not need to be afraid of us at all. ”

Zack the kobold pondered for a moment and continued: "To put it another way, the orcs are temporarily retreating because they don't want to have a head-on confrontation with us, and in any case, the situation here is best reported to His Majesty and let him decide. ”

"Are we going to go back like this now?"

Warwick was furious: "That hateful minotaur will surely laugh at me again!" ”

The Dragonwing Kobold is silent, he's just a military mage, and the real decision is in Warwick's hands.

"But since these green-skinned bastards dare to be disrespectful to His Great Majesty, then I can't just let them go so easily!"

Warwick looked at the orc tribe with a sneer on his face.

"Set fire to their camp for me!"

"Don't let the Wolf Tooth Patriarch be, once it is set on fire, then there will be no room for relaxation between us and the orcs!"

Warwick sneered: "The entire Kazarin belongs to Your Majesty, and the orcs are actually delusional about establishing a country within a state? From the moment they refused to submit to Your Majesty, they were already our enemies, and since this is the case, there is no need for the camp they left behind to exist, and I want them to know the fate of opposing Your Majesty! ”

Zet Zack couldn't refute it, and he knew that Warwick was right, but it was too aggressive, leaving no room for maneuver between the two sides.

"Since you can't take it away, there's no need to stay!"

"Burn!"

Warwick's face was gloomy, his order had just been given, and all the Chimera, which could breathe fire, spread their wings and flew over the orc camp, and the scorching heat ploughed through the orc camp, and all the combustibles ignited in an instant.

In a matter of moments, the entire orc camp was in flames.

The firestorm raged as wildly as it could, and all the Red Dragon clans except the trolls had excited expressions.

These crazy militants are all about killing and destruction in their bones!

Warwick sneered, he really wanted to see when the orcs returned, but when he saw that their camp had turned into a scorched earth, his expression must have been quite wonderful.

"Go back, monsters!"

Warwick laughed loudly, and was about to turn away, but saw a burst of brilliant multicolored spiritual light suddenly rippling in the sea of fire, intertwining with each other, showing magnificent visions.

Many of the monsters that were about to leave also stopped and watched this visual feast with great interest.

"That's ......"

The dragonwing kobold's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt a strong wave of magical power.

This is certainly not a vision brought about by fire, but a kind of triggered magic, which is attacked by fire and manifests itself.

"Hey...... I think I know why the orcs disappeared. ”

Zet Zack's eyes lit up with excitement, as a dragon vein warlock, he was naturally sensitive to magic.

"What's that?"

Warwick's instinctive resistance to the emergence of the unknown.

The dragonwing kobold sneered.

"Perhaps, we don't have to leave in a hurry, and when this fire is over, everything will be clear."

……

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