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"I'll push your lungs, huh, what about people?" Arthur was trying to open the passage, but before he could do anything, he suddenly found that the crazy orc in front of him was gone. 【鳳\/凰\/Update fast without pop-ups, please search for f/h/x/s/c/o/m】

The Fist Demon, who had been blocked not far away, also rushed over, but Arthur looked at him and obviously didn't even know what was going on.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, Arthur and the others subconsciously turned around, and suddenly found that outside the bushes for hundreds of meters, there seemed to be a humanoid thing lying there.

But at this time, this object was all buried deep in the snow, and the collision just now directly shook the snow on the canopy.

"It's my lord!" Orcs have much better night vision than humans, but it is difficult to tell who the figure in the snowdrift is at night, so they know that it is Tutuaman, but they recognize the king of the giant wolf who is struggling to get up.

At this time, the wolf king did not have the majestic performance when he rushed to the wall, like a cub that had just been born for a few months, and he couldn't help but shake when he walked, struggling to move towards the humanoid object to find its owner.

The orcs can't control the human race, Hulala turned around and all headed towards the son of the ancestral spirit, the human city and the son of the ancestral spirit can not be compared at all, for the tribe, the son of the ancestral spirit is the future of the tabby, and it is the hope that makes them stand above the five major tribes.

"Withdraw ......!"

Seeing his subordinates gathered around him, Tutu Aman was almost unable to hold on, and before he fainted, he held back his breath and finally spit out the word.

Retreat, there is no way not to retreat, there is no food, the siege fails, just by eating goblins. I'm afraid that in two days, the warriors of the tribe will not even have the strength to escape.

Originally, he thought that there was a strong fist demon in this city, but he felt fear in the blow just now.

A blow mixed with divine power. It was as if he was going to tear all his internal organs to pieces, but the one who struck that blow. I don't know why, it's like keeping his hand, he absolutely believes that the other party is absolutely capable of killing him, no, all the orcs.

But the other party only hurt himself, but he didn't make any moves after that.

This is by no means a lack of the ability to attack again, but a warning, the most direct warning. Tutuaman was completely calm by the blow, and he realized that this town was probably not as simple as he thought, and that there was something more terrifying for him!

The orc Hulacao retreated with his belongings and his boss, heading towards the North Road, wanting to return to the village he had plundered and at the same time to fight the Tuos team, who had gone to transport food but had not returned.

Instead of the embarrassed appearance of the orcs, the humans cheered, and the whole Morado sang a hymn in praise of the goddess of victory. It was definitely a great victory, not only driving out the orc invaders, but even more rare. It is an unimaginable miracle that Morado did not even hurt a single tenant farmer.

Of course, the credit for this victory is naturally the highest in the Demon Fist Ashuk, followed by leading the archery team to gather werewolves, and also shooting and wounding the lone wolf of the orcs, which is also a lot of credit.

However, these celebrants didn't know that the real credit for this should be Arthur, who silently retreated from the city wall and walked towards the city's pharmacy. Just the orcs who were directly killed and injured under his plan were about to have a squad. Not to mention the wolf riders who were poisoned by him and were too weak to participate in the battle, which broke the numerical advantage of the orcs over humans.

No one knows, but that doesn't mean Arthur did all this in vain. The credit for repelling the orcs would naturally be rewarded by Ashuk, and a strong man of strength would be rewarded far more than his yeoman farmer, who was not even a magician.

The kingdom is not stupid, it will always be more generous to the strong than to the weak last time, if it is just an ordinary homesteader leading the orcs repelled by the townspeople, it will be a nobleman and some tax-free land granted by the kingdom.

But if you want to change the strong, a knight like Ade's ancestor Peter Ryder whose strength is comparable to that of a magician, unless he actively refuses, it is at least an independent lord title.

Of course, this title seems to be useless, and you have to bother to open up the frontier wasteland, but just look at the Canon family, in the town of Morado, the Canon family is the king of the mountain, and if you really have enough capital to build your own small army, the kingdom can't control it.

In the same way, among those northern military nobles, which one is not an independent lord, the strength of the family is probably stronger than the guard group under the control of the king.

Ashuk's is naturally Arthur's, even if Arthur doesn't mention it, this fist demon will offer these mundane things with both hands to honor the boss of his own boss, the Demon King.

"You did that?"

Pushing open the door of the pharmacy, Arthur saw a half-goblin holding a book with an excellent expression on his face.

"Huh, what do you say?" The half-goblin looks like he doesn't like to deal with it.

"I knew it was you, you just shot at the orcs, aren't you afraid of the punishment of the will of the world?"

Arthur looked at the appearance of the half-goblin and touched his nose, he had actually guessed that the familiar magic fluctuations, and precise control, who else would be if it was not a half-goblin.

"Know you're still going to such a dangerous place? If it weren't for me, what were you going to do, hiding in the Wizard's Tower? Melissa sounded a tantrum, after all, she didn't approve of Arthur's own adventure on the walls.

Just like just now, as long as she takes a step slower, Arthur will be hurt by the orc's fighting spirit even if she can hide in the passage, this kind of risky thing, put on ordinary people, the half-goblin can't even beat half a beat faster, but on Arthur, it almost made her go against the will of the overworld and blast the orc directly into debris.

"Hmm...... I know it's wrong, I'll pay attention next time, I won't be targeted again. Arthur assured that he had actually discovered the problem himself, but he didn't expect that his seemingly 'low-key' who knew that he would be targeted by the orcs, which was completely different from his initial idea of strategizing.

"Hmph, it's good to know, don't worry, I didn't kill that orc, I just stunned him temporarily, plus he is attacking you, it's within my range." The half-goblin didn't care about the orc, but was satisfied that Arthur cared about him.

Hearing that the half-elf was fine, Arthur nodded, and had a new understanding of the constraints between the Overworld and the Guardians, the bottom line was obviously ambiguous, and it seemed that there was not much room for human manipulation.

"Don't be mischievous, the will of the Overworld is not so easy to play with." Sensing that Arthur had another bad idea in his heart, Melissa frowned and warned, but she also knew that this little guy was not afraid of heaven and earth, and I was afraid that he would have to take advantage of this loophole in the future. (To be continued)