Roar...... Roar...... Roar......

A primitive, savage roar echoed through the large, dark cavern, and Grimg Ironhide rushed around like a bull, trampling his bones to pieces and bloodstained his Giesnik tomahawk.

He roared and slashed at the troll's shin, but the troll turned to meet the blow. The stone bone giant hammer slammed out, knocking the iron sheet out in an instant.

Like a bullet, the black orc flew rapidly, crashing into the rock wall of the cave, and the blood-forged armor took most of the damage, but the powerful impact still caused concussion and internal injuries to the iron skin.

Grimg Ironhide fell from the rock wall, blood pouring out of his mouth.

However, the King of the Black Orcs is not so easy to defeat. Just before the Troll King Thronger pounced on him for his next attack, Grimg Ironhide got back to his feet, spitting out the blood and broken teeth from his mouth. The muscles up and down the body bulged, and the muscles were beating violently. He's going to defeat this monster and kill this monster. As a fighter, there's nothing that excites him more than a worthy opponent.

The Troll King Saurongue attacked in a rage, trying to grab the orc with its rock-hard giant hand and send it into its stomach. No creature can survive in the stomach of the Troll King, and the troll's stomach acid will corrode and consume everything.

However, Grimug Ironhide won't let it go.

Before the Troll King could pounce, the Black Orc roared and threw his tomahawk. Gisnik is no ordinary battle axe, it is an artifact forged by the Chaos Dwarves that no flesh and blood can resist.

With the furious power of the black orcs, the battle axe whistled and flew towards the troll king's cheek.

Although the size of the Tomahawk pales in comparison to the size of the Troll King, the lethality of a weapon is not measured by size in the first place.

The Troll King Solonga felt the power, its threat...... In the panic, the Troll King raised his left hand to protect himself, but the battle axe flew and slashed straight into its palm, and the sound of steel sinking into flesh and bone could almost be heard, but the orc's attack was not over yet.

At the same time as the tomahawk was thrown, Grimg Ironhide roared and pulled out the short knife at his waist, jumped onto the Troll's knee, stabbed Thronger with lightning speed, and then used the Troll's knee as a pedal to leap high above its head. In an instant, Grimg Ironhide gripped his dagger and stabbed the troll king Thronger in the head.

Blood erupted from the top of the Troll King's head, staining the Iron Skin, the King of Black Orcs, a dark red.

"Rhodes...... Cave...... Behind...... Behind the cave...... There are treasures...... The Book of Ten Thousand Beasts is inside......"

While the Black Orc Grimug Ironhide was battling the Troll King Thronga, the dwarf Bogur sat in the corner, grabbed Rhodes' arm, and with a faint breath told the man in front of him where he needed something......

The sight in front of him made Rhodes anxious, and he wanted to escape from the cave and save his old friend Bogul, and at the same time, since he was here, it seemed a pity not to get the book.

In a fit of confusion, Rhodes summoned the dwarven warriors who were battling the greenskins and ice trolls.

"Grondi, help me get it out of this cave and take care of him!"

"Okay, I'll leave it to me!"

Grondi the Iron Crusher returned.

"Caroline, my dear wife, if I can't get out after entering, you take them to retreat first, get out of here, return to the north, and protect Blackhammer Fort for me!"

Rod grabbed his wife again. Caroline didn't want her husband to go, she wanted to stop it, but it was too late. Rhodes didn't ask for her opinion. In the next second, before Caroline could refuse, Rod took a deep breath and rushed into the battlefield between Ironhide and the Troll King.

Above his head were falling stones, and on the soles of his feet were white bones that had been crushed by the trampling of two wild beasts. Rhodes ran past the Troll King like a whirlwind, as the Black Orc Grimug Ironhide was rubbed against the cave wall by the scarred Troll......

The Troll King Solonger grabbed Grimg Ironhide with all his might, trying to crush him.

Its eyes burned with cold flames, full of violence and rage.

However, Grimug Ironhide is no mediocre man. In front of his oversized opponents, Grimug Ironhide showed no signs of backing down. His body was squeezed, and his armor was ground into large scratches. But he never surrendered, did not give in. Or that Grimg Ironhide doesn't know what surrender is, he doesn't know what defeat is. He only sees opponents, only victory and death.

Grimg Ironhide felt his blood boil, and the Troll King's power grew, and he grew stronger. Spider webs of blood covered the orc's eyeballs.

Roar..................

Under the pressure of the Troll King, Grimg Ironhide erupted with unprecedented power, a roar that burst through the cave.

Under the Troll's astonished gaze, Grimug Ironhide bit off the flesh of the Troll's hand with his teeth, bracing his wrists with both hands, and jerking his body out of Throlong's rocky hands. Yes, he broke free from the shackles just like that. The giant hand that was enough to crush a mortal didn't really do him any real physical harm.

Solonger withdrew his arm, screaming in pain, his muscular hand healing rapidly, but the pain was still there, and it was not ready to regrow a piece of flesh in a short time. Dragging his bloody arm, the troll king Thronger responded tiredly.

Grimg Ironhide rushed to his left side, running at high speed, bouncing vigorously, grabbing his rightful tomahawk, Gisnik, in the air.

Gisnik's heavy axe hissed in Grimug Ironskin's hand, and he felt the power and desire from the tomahawk. Yes, it is thirsting for blood and slaughter.

Grimg Ironhide spat out the Troll King's flesh and brandished his battle axe to strike the beast again......

The further you go into the cave, the narrower it becomes. It was silent, dark and cold, and Rhodes could almost hear his own heartbeat. There had never been a moment when Rod's heart was beating so fast. With the light of the torches, Rhodes saw jewels and gold coins everywhere. This is the treasure in Bogur's mouth. That's a treasure indeed...... Gold and weapons everywhere, Chaos weapons, Dwarven weapons, Chaos armor, fine gems...... Rhodes guessed that if all these treasures were brought back to China, a naval fleet even more powerful than Erengrad could be formed.

But this is impossible, these treasures are on the top of the snow-capped mountains, and there is no possibility of transporting them at all. In the past hundred years, I am afraid that I am the only one who has really come here.

In the darkness, Rhodes searched against the clock, looking for the book of beasts in the dwarf's mouth......