The wedge starts

In a desolate mountain range in the northern part of the Yilan continent, the midday sun shone on the shrub-covered land, making people feel like a lazy spring breeze blowing gently. In the breeze, a team of 200 horses was hurrying unhurriedly. Baron Ranke is the leader of this team, and according to the custom of the Ellang continent, he is also called a hero, and he is leading his team to travel around the continent.

Of course, this is actually what he thinks, but in reality it is not like that at all. The true heroes cherish their feathers very much, almost all of them are from noble backgrounds, and they take the reputation of their families very seriously. When they traveled around the continent, they did some good deeds, such as destroying the demonic beasts that were disturbing the village, or killing evil creatures. Through these battles, you can not only gain a good reputation, but also get valuable goods, once the reputation is enough, not only will you be favored by beautiful women, but you can even be rewarded by the king, why not?

But this was not the case with Baron Ranke, who made his fortune by catching slaves, to be precise, he was a revered hero on the surface, but in fact he was a notorious slave trader. At this time, he was in the hinterland of the orc kingdom, and just three days ago, he ransacked a small fox tribe, killed most of them, and then captured all the young women who were specially captured alive.

Baron Ranke believed that since he had done a very clean job and killed all the witnesses, it would be at least a few days before the orcs would find out, and he would have left the orc kingdom by then.

In fact, this is not the first time that such a thing has happened, Baron Ranke has come here several times to hunt slaves, and the people of the orc kingdom have long hated him, but there has been no good way. However, it's no wonder that the orcs are incompetent, the situation is really compelling!

You must know that the total area of the orc kingdom is more than 7 million square kilometers, but the total population of the orc kingdom is only more than 10 million, and the average one square kilometer is less than two people. Moreover, the terrain in the territory of the orc kingdom is very complex, mostly mountainous and hilly, which is extremely suitable for sneaking. In this case, not to mention 200 people coming in, even 20,000 people coming in may not be able to find out?

In fact, in order to put an end to the infestation of slave hunters, the orc kingdom has also made some arrangements, they have arranged those strong fighting races on the border, and moved the races that are not good at fighting into the hinterland of the kingdom. In this way, the activities of human slave hunters were curbed to a certain extent.

However, for Baron Ranke, this arrangement is not very good, because his specialty is precisely pathfinding. Baron Ranke is very careful about the choice of marching paths, and can always find unexpected paths to pass through, so as to bypass the guards of the orc kingdom on the border, so he can enter the hinterland of the orc kingdom unharmed several times to plunder.

For example, this time, he succeeded in making a big profit, more than a dozen beautiful fox slave girls, each worth two hundred gold coins, plus some animal skins and magic cores seized from the tribe, as well as a gemstone ring on the hand of the tribal leader, this time the harvest can almost reach five thousand gold coins. For Baron Ranke, this is definitely a huge amount of money, and the 200 people he leads, including people, horses, and equipment, add up to an investment of only 2,000 gold coins, and the annual expenditure is only a few hundred gold coins.

However, for Baron Rank, how to sell the stolen goods is still a headache, after all, the relationship between the human kingdom and the orc kingdom is good, and each explicitly prohibits the sale of each other's slaves. Of course, this is only a superficial phenomenon, in fact, whether it is the aristocracy of the human race or the leader of the orcs, who does not have a few female slaves of the other race? Where do these female slaves come from? Nor do they rely on slave hunters to traffic? When humans are plundering in the orc kingdom, the so-called heroes of the orcs are also rampant in the area controlled by the human race.

So these female slaves can only be sold on the black market, and the black market is naturally not very safe, and his last partner took his goods and fled, making him almost bankrupt, so he must be careful this time. Just as Baron Ranke was thinking about how to sell the stolen goods when he went back, his deputy Lottie suddenly ran over in a hurry.

"My lord, what's wrong?" said Lottie anxiously.

"What's wrong?" asked Baron Ranke, puzzled.

"Our griffin cavalry hasn't come back yet, it's an hour late!" Lottie said worriedly, "Could something happen?"

When Baron Ranke heard this, he immediately raised his heart, you know, don't look at the 200 soldiers he brought, in fact, the combat effectiveness is not strong, half of them are ordinary spearmen, barely trained for a few months, and they are a little stronger than the peasants. There were no masters among the rest of the people, and the only ones who could handle it were more than 20 hoplites. It is natural for these people to bully the fox clan, but if they want to fight against the fighting race among the orcs, it is tantamount to looking for death, even if the dozen or so warriors cobbled together from the smallest minotaur village can easily chop them all up with a battle axe.

That's why Baron Ranke spared no expense in equipping everyone with horses, so that they could escape when they had to meet the enemy. As for the only griffon cavalry in that team, it was also the aerial scout that Baron Ranke specially invited in order to detect the other party in advance. In general, griffin cavalry flew back at a specific time each time to report the situation, and the incident of an hour late never happened.

"Was it shot down?" Lottie guessed.

"Impossible, there is no orc air force around here, not even an orc tribe, this is a complete wasteland, except for stones and grass, even demonic beasts are not rare, how can there be a force that threatens the griffin cavalry?" Baron Ranke shook his head.

Just when the two of them were wondering, the ground suddenly began to shake slightly, as if there was an army of well-trained cavalry approaching, however, neither Lottie nor Baron Ranke would be stupid to think that it was cavalry, in the hilly terrain, it was impossible for the cavalry to step so neatly. However, as the footsteps approached, they were soon shocked to see the owner of the footsteps.

I saw that at the top of the hill a hundred meters away from their side, a huge head slowly rose, it was a head with a bloody mouth, the sharp teeth were one or two feet long, and the big mouth could definitely swallow a whole war horse directly. Although only a head was raised, the terrifying momentum had already frightened everyone present.

As the monster's body reached the top of the hill, a terrifying monster with extremely strong muscles appeared in front of everyone, although it was on all fours like a gorilla, half crawling on the ground, but even then it was more than ten meters high. Its stout forearms were three meters thick, and its open forepaws had extremely sharp claws. No one doubted its power, but even the dragon's scales would be easily torn apart by this claw.

When it reached the top of the hill, it stopped, and then opened its mouth to let out a loud roar, and saw an almost visible sound wave erupt from its mouth, flying sand and rocks in its pass, and the sound boomed for miles. All the horses in Baron Ranke's team were so frightened that they fell to the ground on the spot. Such a majesty shows the terrifying color of the king of all beasts.

"Bi, Bi, Bimon~" Baron Ranke was already stammering in fright. This famous seventh-level class can be recognized even if you haven't seen it, its terrifying legends are all based on a series of bloody battles, this is a guy that dragons don't dare to provoke easily, why did it suddenly appear here? The sum of its 200 people is not enough for it to stuff its own teeth.

While Baron Ranke was still shocked, some strange creatures appeared on either side of the Behemoth. These are twenty or so beauties with snake heads, they are dressed in well-made leather armor, and their six arms hold a variety of different weapons such as knives, swords, shields, bows, and guns, and they look murderous.

"Oh my God, six-armed Naga!" Baron Ranke almost had the heart to die.

The Naga, also known as the Snake Woman, are one of the most well-known fighting races among the Orcs. Naga were born with only two arms, and when they become adults, they will grow two more arms, and the four-armed naga is a fifth-level upper-level class, and most naga will maintain this form until their old age. However, there are also a small number of nagas who have successfully advanced after hard cultivation and thus grown two more arms.

The six-armed Naga is a sixth-level soldier, and it is also one in a thousand elites in the Naga clan, among the hundreds of thousands of people in the Naga clan, there are only a few hundred six-armed Nagas, and they are all nobles in the Naga clan. But there are 20 of them out of thin air, which is incredible, what the hell is going on?

Just as Baron Ranke was puzzled, two more beautiful Naga women came out from behind. The one on the left has eight arms, and the one on the right has ten. They were all dressed in great luxury, with gold and silver ornaments, and all kinds of precious stones falling all over their bodies, shining in the sunlight.

As soon as Baron Ranke saw them, he understood that there was only one person in the Naga tribe with ten arms, and she was the legendary prophet Natasha, one of the three giants of the Orc Kingdom, in the Orc Kingdom, she was not the most powerful, but her status was the highest, even higher than that of the king. The current king is not as good as her, and he must salute her first when he meets.

As for the eight-armed Naga beside her, it must be Natasha's personal bodyguard, Lilith, she and Natasha are inseparable, known as Natasha's shadow. At this time, she was playing with the head of a griffin, and the blood on it had not yet dried, and Baron Ranke recognized at a glance that it was a griffin sent out by himself.

Figuring out the identities of the people in front of him, Baron Ranke was almost terrified. Xin said, no wonder his griffin scout didn't come back, it turned out that he had met such a group of perverts! Even the dragons only had to walk around when they saw them, let alone a small griffin, so they didn't even have the qualifications to escape.

"Damn human, how dare you come here, so daring!" Lilith sneered, "If we hadn't seen this thing when we were passing by, you would have slipped away!" she said as she threw the griffon's head to the ground.

When Baron Ranke heard this, he couldn't wait to slap his mouth, and said in his heart, damn it, what kind of bullshit griffon should I buy? Not to mention spending so much money in vain, and provoking such a group of perverts, I said, the legendary prophet Natasha and her Beamon alone can kill an army of 20,000 people, but pity yourself with only 200 people, how can you live?

Natasha pointed to the fox women who were tied up on horseback, and asked coldly, "Evil slave traders, do you have anything else to say?" Her voice was crisp and pleasant, but not angry and powerful, with a unique momentum of a superior.

Without those slave girls, Baron Ranke could still claim that he was lost, but now that there is evidence, what can he say? The only thing he can do now is surrender. So he hurriedly begged for mercy in a loud voice: "I surrender! I am a nobleman, and I am willing to redeem myself with double the ransom, no, three, five, ten times!

"I refuse!" Natasha said angrily, "Keep the money for you to buy a coffin, I will sentence you to death in the name of the prophet of the orc kingdom now, kill me!"

In addition to Natasha and Lilith, the other six-armed Naga immediately shouted and killed Baron Ranke and the others.

"Roar!" Beamon, as for him, squatted down in a roar of rage, and then leaped to his feet. Beamon has a strong bouncing power, can jump tens of meters high, span hundreds of meters of distance, and shoot from the sky with its super large tonnage, which is its favorite attack.

Seeing this, Baron Ranke was desperate on the spot, in the face of such a group of opponents, not only did they not have the qualifications to fight, but they also had no possibility of escaping, and even their war horses did not necessarily run past the six-armed Naga, not to mention that their war horses were still crawling on the ground, and they couldn't move at all. In this case, Baron Ranke had no way to go except to wait for death. A deep sense of powerlessness filled his heart, and he felt the feelings of the weak races he had plundered at that time.

However, although Baron Ranke was dumbfounded, his deputy Lottie was not willing to die, and only heard him roar, "The archers release their arrows, and the others line up to meet the enemy!"

It's a pity that after Lottie said this, she was immediately pierced through her throat by a long arrow unique to the Naga clan. The others were immediately frightened half to death, and no longer had the courage to fight, so they almost all turned around and ran. As a result, only three or five arrows shot at Beamon, who had just jumped.

However, just when everyone thought that the battle would end easily, suddenly, a blue lightning bolt suddenly struck down in the clear sky. This strange lightning just hit the highest arrow shot by the human race, under the action of the huge energy of the lightning, this ordinary arrow underwent a wonderful change, first the wooden arrow shaft directly turned into flying ash, and then, the metal arrow was filled with powerful energy, just in an instant, this ordinary iron arrow was quenched into a hundred refined steel.

At the same time, the huge impact force formed by the lightning itself also completely acted on the metal arrow, making the speed of the arrow reach the extreme in an instant, and people only saw a flash of silver light, and the legendary prophet Natasha's lower abdomen was severely damaged. The arrow pierced through the dragon's skin armor on her lower abdomen and stabbed deep into it.

Not only that, but Beamon, who was in the air, also suddenly let out a scream, and then fell heavily to the ground. I saw blood flowing between its legs, and people took a closer look and found that a hole had been pierced in one of its balls. Beamon's lower body is similar to that of a dog, it is half-shrunk in the body, and only a little is exposed on the outside, but it is this point that is exposed that it hurts Beamon. Obviously, the arrow just now passed through Beamon's balls before hitting Natasha.

After all, Beamon is the king of all beasts, after being injured, not only did it not look cowardly, but it became even more violent, only to see it swoop forward, and then stretched out its huge right palm and slapped it fiercely towards Baron Rank, who was still in a daze.

Then a loud bang was heard, and Baron Ranke and the war horse lying on his crotch were beaten to pieces on the spot, and his remnants of his torso flew out with half of the war horse one or two hundred meters away, smashed heavily on a mountain rock, and directly stuck to it, and then slowly slid to the ground, which had completely turned into a pile of rotten meat. You can see how terrifying this power is in Beamon!

The other Naga warriors were also indignant, as Natasha's bodyguard, it was a great humiliation for their master to be injured at the hands of such a group of stupid humans? The fleeing humans were also shot to death by them, and then their bodies were dismembered. In just a few minutes, these two hundred people were all annihilated!

Next, the Nagas set out to clean up the battlefield and rescue their fox compatriots. And Natasha also began to treat herself and Beamon. As a legendary prophet, Natasha's healing spell was naturally outrageously strong, and with a few flashes of green light, she healed Beamon and her own injuries, and even the arrow was forced out.

Natasha looked at the arrow in her hand curiously, and couldn't figure out how such a piece of mortal iron could have such a huge power, you know, whether it was Beamon's skin or Natasha's dragon skin armor, they were both extremely tough things, and ordinary sword slashes were not damaged in the slightest, how could they be easily pierced by such an arrow? And that weird blue lightning, what was going on?

With this question in mind, Natasha and her party once again embarked on their journey. As time passed, Natasha quickly forgot about this incident, and no one including herself knew that in this incident, a demon from the other world successfully came here, and the seeds that disturbed the entire Ylang Continent were planted.

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