"Phew!" Grom? Hellroar got up from the wreckage of the red willows that he had knocked down, picked up the bloody roar that had fallen to the side, shook his head slightly, made a "click" sound from his neck, and spat on the ground - damn it, careless.

But...... This dragon beast is not that simple! - Grom narrowed his eyes at the drake that had knocked him out a dozen paces—and behind the drake was a stout, scaly, crocodile-like tail that swayed rhythmically from side to side.

"I see, dragons have tails!" Grom smiled bitterly, and understood the reason for his plot—even against the dwarven warrior, he would not suffer such a big loss; After suppressing the opponent's main hand attack with his left arm, the humanoid opponent should only be able to attack him with his left hand, which is why he has not used his right hand to hold the "blood roar" - he needs to protect his right ribs.

But this drake was different, it had a tail that swung freely behind it - Grom, who had fought wild beasts in the Nagrand steppes, knew well that for most beasts, the tail was an indispensable and important weapon; What's even more unguardable is that the tail can be turned, but the arm can't-just now, the dragon beast did not attack the flaw in its right rib that it deliberately exposed, but directly used its whip-like tail to slam its left rib violently.

Although he had insight into the other party's purpose in advance, the movement of that tail was too agile, and his left hand was pinned down by the opponent's saw blade, and the left rib of the guide was completely undefended, so in this case, it was not surprising that he was whipped out by the other party with a whip tail.

Looks like he's going to get serious—Grom thought to himself, regaining his sharpness, his legs slamming into his hands and rushing towards the drake on the other side.

This time, Grom took the initiative to attack, and did not skimp on using his own weapon "Bloodroar". The drake struggled to fend off Grom's tidal wave of attacks with its blades, claws, and tail. Don't fall behind for a while.

Although it didn't seem to have the ability to speak, the drake only roared incessantly, and the snake-like tongue in its mouth kept swallowing, but the drake was able to dance the saw blade in its hand with great vigor. Coupled with the perfect coordination of hiding behind him, waiting for an opportunity to whip Grom's vital tail, it also posed a threat to Grom several times.

However, the drake, which had a natural advantage in height and strength, did not have an advantage in the first place. Then there is no way to defeat Grom; With his rich combat experience and bloodthirsty nature, Grom became more and more courageous, and finally slammed a hard punch into the abdomen of the drakeon, knocking it back a few steps, and then let out a wail and fell heavily to the ground.

"Roar!" Seeing that his companion was injured, the other drake behind Necruz also let out its own roar. However, Necrus suddenly stretched out his hand that was covered under the black robe, stopping the drake beast's eagerness to attack Grom: "Grom, are you satisfied?" - Nexus asked in a deep voice.

"Good. This drake beast's combat power far exceeds that of most orc warriors. It is definitely worth it to transform our companions into such drakes. When the war here is over, I'll build it like Orgrim. Grom easily spun the battle axe in his right hand around in the air, and he could see that he was in a good mood, "Also, I didn't hurt him, it was just a bleeding from his internal organs - if this guy had internal organs like us." ”

Grom was in a really good mood, and he even made jokes; But what Necrus noticed was a change in Grom's name - he? This title startled Knightroz for a moment, but then it became clear that Grom used it. It was a recognition of the strength of the dragon beast - as long as Grom thought it was powerful, even if it was a stake, he would pay him the right respect.

Red and Maim were already stupefied - they were juniors, though they weren't much different in age from Grom. But unlike Grom, who killed his biological father and forcibly seized the position of the chief of the Warsong clan, they can participate in the meeting of the decision-making level of the orc tribe, and what they prefer to do is to bully the weak in the orc tribe under the protection of their father's guards in the clan.

This also means that they have heard of Grom's murderous name. But I haven't seen Grom's shot. Knowing today, they knew that the title of the number one warrior among the orcs was absolutely well deserved—at least, if they were themselves, it was hard to say whether they could muster the courage to fight such a tall and strong opponent.

"Necrus ......" Seeing that Grom had finally quieted down, Zuherd couldn't wait to rush to Necruz? In front of the skull crusher, he anxiously asked the question he had been holding back for a long time, "How did you get here?" What to do with Grim Baato? ”

Zuhd couldn't say what he could say - he wanted to ask this question when Necruz first arrived; Just Grom? When Hellroar saw the two drakes that had arrived with Necruz, he was interested and wanted to ask what was going on, which also caused Zuhd's question to be postponed indefinitely for a long time.

In all fairness, Zuhd naturally felt that his problems were better than those of Grom? The issue of Hell's Roar was a myriad times more important, but he didn't dare to disturb Grom's interest, so he had to endure it for a while, and now that he finally had the chance, Zuhd was almost talking to Necruz with a roar - because Grimbaatar was too important to the orcs, or to the Dragonthroat Clan!

Zuhd remembers the day when the horde's army swept away all the enemies in the southern subcontinent, and the morale was high, and the dwarven capital of the Ironforge was in full swing; At this moment, Grand Chief Orgrim? The hammer of destruction suddenly convened a council of chiefs.

At that meeting, Orgrim had an additional human by his side—yes, a human—who was also Orgrim's ally to the Horde.

The human who had been watched by countless orcs was not the least afraid, and Zuhd kept a smile on his face that made Zuhd look uncomfortable—the kind of smile that often wears his own mocking smile when he sees a dying insect ant—and the human introduced himself as follows: "Invaders of another world, you can call me Deathwing. Recently, I wanted to finish a very interesting practical yàn, but I needed some labor to help me get started. I think you're a good fit, so for now, I need some of you, preferably able to use spells - let's go catch a dragon together! ”

Zuhd was disdainful of the self-proclaimed "Deathwing" human, and in his eyes, traitors to the human race could not be decisive in the war except for providing some information to the orcs. And...... Catching a dragon? Joke! Is there really a dragon in this world? If so, why is it that the orc armies have conquered half the world, but still haven't seen the dragon's existence? And it's just a weak human being...... If he really has what it takes to catch a dragon, why would he turn to the orcs and betray his people? (To be continued.) )