The fat dragon Xiao Hei, who was interrupted from his feeding plan, is simply the most terrifying flying creature.

The fat dragon, who was full of anger, instantly entered an astonishingly fast charging speed from the ordinary cruising speed, and saw that he actually pulled out a burst of afterimages in the air, and the distance of ten miles was only a little more than a minute, and he had already arrived.

After the distance was a little closer, Mo Duo was able to see what was happening in that small village, and it was precisely in this way that the anger in Mo Duo's heart suddenly rose to the extreme.

The burning village, the sturdy orc warriors killed at the entrance of the village, the old and weak women and children who wept and fled in all directions, and finally the human mercenaries wielding weapons and carrying ropes and shackles, all together form a scene that is almost like the end of the world.

Although I haven't experienced it personally, Mo Duo heard about the same scene in the mouths of countless orcs in the early years, and this is the biggest reason why many people in the orc empire hate human beings to the bone: the evil human slave hunting group.

Whether it is a strong orc warrior or an orc girl full of wild style, they can always sell for a good price in human society, so there will always be slave traders, organize a group of wandering mercenaries, come to the orc empire to capture slaves, so as to obtain a lot of gold.

This kind of thing has not stopped since the orcs were forced to move to this desolate continental border, and the poor orc empire can't afford to raise many troops, let alone protect the long border.

It would be simple to prevent the human army, and send people to keep an eye on the Blackstone Fort fortress group, but for this kind of lightly armed slave hunting group of hundreds of people at most, the majestic mountains on the border between the two countries can not help but yearn for gold coins.

That is, after the rise of the Iron Lord, he first used his strength to make the Roland Empire declare that the slave catcher group was an illegal trade, plus the small and medium-sized tribes in the Blackstone Great Wasteland, almost all of them joined the Iron Lord;

After the disproportionate between the pay and the return, the once rampant human slave hunting group gradually disappeared from the territory of the orc empire, but unexpectedly, the human slave hunting group that had disappeared for several years actually appeared in the hinterland of the orc empire.

Feeling the monstrous anger in Xiao Rumoduo's heart, the fat dragon Xiao Hei sped up a little bit out of thin air, and quickly swooped to the position at the entrance of the village, and the dragon breath in his mouth swept all the way, and immediately roasted more than 20 mercenaries who did not react directly into human dry.

"Dragon, such a fat black dragon. A frightened voice came out of the mouth of a mercenary who was almost stunned, but even in such an angry situation, Modo felt that the cry was full of inexplicable joy.

Now the little dwarf who can fly, when he wants to jump off the dragon's back, he finally doesn't need the fat dragon to deliberately lower the height; Mo Duo jumped directly from the low air more than 100 meters high, and when his body fell rapidly to a height of more than ten meters, he ran the true qi in his body, and suddenly the whole person landed on the ground lightly.

"Xiao Hei has paid attention to me, don't let anyone run away. Modo yelled at the fat dragon in the air.

The fat dragon Xiao Hei let out a loud dragon roar, and then he gave up the slaughter-like air and spit dragon breath, and began to circle around the small village, as long as the members of the slave hunting group tried to escape from the village, they would be forced back by his dragon breath.

Xiao Hei, who sensed the anger in the little dwarf's heart, knew that if the little dwarf didn't kill a batch of these blind goods today, he was afraid that he would not be able to calm the anger in his heart, so he stopped his mouth in time, otherwise this amazing slave hunting group of more than 200 people would not be enough for him to warm up for Lord Xiao Hei.

The little dwarf walked towards the village at a normal walking speed, and no matter what level of slave hunters they killed, they would be blown up by the little dwarf's understatement, and under the fist of the little dwarf, these human mercenaries, who had just been invincible, were as fragile as statues made of sand.

There are terrifying fat dragons, and there are strange little dwarfs who don't know the depths, but they can't be defeated, and Modo just took this small village, and halfway through it, hundreds of mercenaries died under his hands, and the scene of broken flesh flying in the sky made these human mercenaries who did all kinds of evil completely collapse.

The clanging sound sounded, and I don't know which mercenary took the lead, but soon the remaining 90 or so mercenaries resigned themselves to the weapons in their hands, and then knelt on the ground and raised their hands.

They all know that there will definitely be no good end after surrendering, but no matter how bad the ending is, can it be better than being beaten into meat sauce?

"My lord, we are willing to surrender, please spare our humble lives like ants!" a fat man who looked like the steward of the slave hunting group knelt on the ground and pleaded with a flattering face to the little dwarf.

"Now I know that when you burned the house and killed people just now, why didn't you think about it and spare the lives of those innocent orcs. Modo asked rhetorically at the fat man with a cold expression.

Then, he clenched his fists and tried to do it again, in his mind, he had no intention of sparing any of the slave catchers, but just as he was about to do it, the little dwarf realized that something was wrong.

This fat man actually calls himself 'this adult' in his mouth, doesn't he know himself?

Today's Lord Modo can proudly claim that on the continent of Fira, there is absolutely only one such powerful dwarf, and there is no other semicolon; even if this fat man has never seen himself, he can definitely guess who he is, but why does he pretend not to know himself?

As for the possibility of the name of the little dwarf Modo, who has not heard of it, Modo thinks it is absolutely impossible.

How could anyone like him, a little dwarf master like him, who was amazingly talented, had a strange bones, and was well-written, and who was favored by many gods, not have heard of it; there must be something wrong with this.

Thinking of this, the little dwarf Modo almost immediately became alert, and subconsciously, he mobilized the true qi of his body.

It was also at this time that a strangely dressed strange man in front of him, as if tearing through the space in front of him, suddenly appeared, and then the sharp long knife in his hand slashed at the little dwarf's neck.

"Hell, what a quick one. Modo's heart let out such an exclamation, and then he was hit by the trick.

The only thing to be thankful for is that he dodged his neck in time, even on his shoulder, which can no longer be avoided, is infused with full of true qi, I hope it will work!