Kashgarkrot's magic only caused Kilgro to suffer a small injury, but the orcs around it were not as good as the orc chieftain, and hundreds of orcs who were caught off guard were either strung into gourds by the stone thorns that protruded for the first time, or were shocked into the cracks of the ground by the oversized [war trampling] of their own chief. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, there was nothing else between the legendary orc warrior and the old black dragon......

Kilgro didn't care about the lives of his subordinates for a day, the death of hundreds of tribal warriors was really just a drop in the bucket for an army of tens of thousands of people, plus he even dared to use the crazy spell of [Bloodthirsty Rage], did he still feel sorry for someone? If you can sacrifice the lives of ordinary subordinates in exchange for the lives of this old black dragon, let alone a hundred, even if it is a thousand or ten thousand Kilgro.

In its eyes, these two black dragons should be the last bargaining chip of the Starry Night Collar, as long as they step through this last level, then the Meteorite Fortress is a girl who has stripped naked to the orcs.

It's normal for the orc chief to have this idea, it's not that it's uninformed or arrogant, on the contrary, it has fought with all the large human forces in the Northland a long time ago, even if it's Waterdeep City, which is countless times more famous than the Starry Night Lord, and Neverwinter, which has a territory several times larger than the Starry Night Lord, doesn't have as many defensive tricks as a city from the Meteorite Fortress, and the humans here can bring it so much trouble It has greatly exceeded its expectations, It didn't think there was anything else these humans could do to stop its million-strong master.

Kashkrot also squinted at the giant-like orc.

It smelled a very disgusting smell on the other party, it was the breath of dragon blood, it seemed that this orc had dealt with more than one of its own dragons, it must have bathed its hands in the blood of other kinds, and there should be more than one.

"Humble orc, bear your name, you deserve it, after killing you, I will not eat your corpse, but will save your head with magic and put it in my treasure vault as my eternal trophy!"

Kashkrot folded his wings and looked down at Kilgro not far from him.

"Hehe, you big lizard going to hell!"

Kilgro tilted his head disdainfully and smashed a mouthful of spit on the ground.

"I am the trusted Great Chief of the Storm Clan, Kilgro. Storm, Dragon Slayer, Giant's Nemesis, Human Destroyer, Dwarven Terminator, the dragons that died in my hands included 5 prime-aged white dragons and an old white dragon, and I have never slaughtered other varieties of five-colored dragons, but I think you'll soon have to make up for my regret today. ”

The orc chief waved his fist vigorously, although it didn't care very much, but it still said his past honor very solemnly, this is the process that the two strong men must go through when fighting, the first is to increase their momentum, so as to use their honor to overwhelm the other party, and the second is to recognize the strength of the other party, recognize the other party, and admit that this is a fair duel with similar strength!

"Hehe, those weak and powerless white dragons are a disgrace to the five-colored dragons, and I think you can only bully and bully those beasts who can't even speak the lingua franca."

Kashgar Krot also put on a poking look, but then again, the white dragon is indeed the most powerful of the five-colored dragons, they are short, and standing with the red dragon with the strongest strength of the five-color dragon at the same age is simply the difference between the old dragon and the juvenile dragon, the dragon breath is not comparable to the black dragon and the blue dragon in terms of penetration, they are not as good as the green dragon in terms of coverage area, and they are even more thrown by the red dragon countless streets in terms of duration, only in the icy and snowy northland, They can only shake off with the advantage of the terrain, otherwise they will definitely be educated by others once they run outside.

The strength is not strong enough to make the white dragon so miserable, their most unbearable thing is that they also have problems with their own intellectual development, they are more inclined to irrational beasts, they will not conspiracy, even the talent dragon magic is later and less than other types of dragons, the white dragon is still the only purebred dragon that has been tamed by humans in batches at this stage, just this, the white dragon has always been looked down upon by other dragons.

"Don't talk that inconsequential nonsense, we speak with our fists, and orcs never engage in verbal battles with their enemies!"

Kilgro roared, after the demon transformed and used [Berserk], the orc chieftain's desire to fight soared, and now it only felt that there was an overwhelming force surging everywhere in its body, if it didn't find a place to release it quickly, Kilgro was really afraid that he would suffocate himself.

Kilgro moved again.

With its left foot firmly stomping on the ground, the crust that had been deformed by it moved again, and the surface of the ground under it, which had been cracked into countless cracks, completely turned into powder, and the cracks spread from spreading to spreading deeper into the ground.......

And the figure of the orc chief also stomped on the ground with it, and disappeared in place out of thin air!

"Damn it!"

Kashgar Krot cursed, and it desperately fanned its huge wings to fly into the air.

This seemingly unsightly orc would actually hide his strength despicably? The old black dragon had originally made a rough assessment of its strength based on the power of that throwing axe, but judging from the charge it launched this time, he still completely underestimated the other party!

There was still a gap of several hundred metres between Kilgro and Kashgarkrot.

Unless this distance is used by supernatural spells, it is still difficult to break through the speed of sound limit of 340 m/s and cross such a long distance in one second with just relying on the physical body.

One second means a lot to high-level professionals, they can accomplish a lot in that time, even a life-and-death duel!

But for a big black dragon with a size of tens of meters, one second is too long!

"Bang!"

With a loud fist thud, Kilgro appeared in front of the old black dragon as if out of thin air, and struck its soft belly with a punch......... (To be continued.) )