"Because Sal was adopted by humans when he was a baby.

He has experienced true love and affection, and he has a more human nature than many human beings.

At the same time, in the process of growing up, he was carefully cultivated by an ambitious nobleman as a commander or even a king, and systematically studied battles, tactics, military strategy, politics and history.

He then escaped from his captivity, and with his lost people, he learned a shamanic way that blended elements and nature.

Eventually, he took over the supreme leadership from another legendary orc leader, and began to lead his people in their quest for self-redemption.

He led the orcs in attacking the human asylum and rescuing his fellow prisoners of war who had nothing but food and sleep all day long, restoring them a new purpose, a new meaning to life, and the courage to fight any enemy.

With only a few troops, Thrall's orc army has turned the heart of the human kingdom upside down, showing his talent for strategy and tactics to the fullest.

If there is no external interference, he will become a well-deserved protagonist in that world, a person who is favored by fate in the true sense.

But alas, Thrall ended up meeting me, and his life and the fate of the orcs were messed up.

Now, he's going to be my secret weapon against the orc gods. ”

Zuo Si very simply introduced the life of Sal to the elven main god beside him.

Although he didn't like orcs at all, he had to admire that this race was really talented.

First, there was a leader like Orgrimmar Doomhammer, and then there was a genius like Thrall who would only produce one in hundreds of years.

Then there are fearless warriors like Grom Hellroar and the Sarufar brothers, as well as wise men like Itrig and Drektar who can see through the situation and make rational decisions.

And that's not even counting the hybrid of orcs and ogres, the beastmaster Lexa.

Not to mention things like Neozu, who became the Lich King, and Gul'dan, the strongest warlock.

All in all, with the population base of the orcs, this talent production rate is a bit outrageous.

Even the little hellish roar, known as the "Brain Dead Roar", actually did quite well in the early stage, strictly speaking, and forcibly elevated the tribe from a weak position to a level where it could be equal to the alliance and even have the upper hand for a while.

It's just that because his personality is too extreme and he forgets that politics is an art of compromise, it eventually leads to the intensification of contradictions within the tribe and more and more opponents.

In fact, in addition to not being suitable for being a leader, he can make outstanding achievements in any position.

Therefore, Zuo Si has always felt that the orcs of Azeroth are completely a bug, not only strong, bloodthirsty and warlike, but also several times faster than humans, and there is no shortage of talents in the absence of a systematic education system.

"So this orc's soul is fundamentally different from his people?"

Corellon clearly heard something from these experiences, and an expression of interest appeared on his face.

Zuo Si replied with a smile: "It's not different, but it's more like some kind of mental and mental hybrid."

Once Thrall becomes the leader of an orc tribe, he quickly uses his charisma, political skills, and knowledge to lead the entire clan down a path that is diametrically opposed to the life advocated by the orc gods.

They will become orderly, they will begin to learn to settle, herd, raise and farm, and they will begin to build their own cities and even nations.

As more and more orcs abandon the traditions of the past, the influence of the orc gods will begin to fade, even contrary to the interests of the orcs themselves.

This irreconcilable contradiction will cause them to begin to look for new beliefs.

Gradually, the two most important priesthoods of the Gosh Orcs and the Territory will be torn apart, as the Goblin Lord God Magnubiya is in now.

Like I said, the best way to tame barbarism is to make them orderly and civilized.

While this may cause the orcs to become more threatening than in the past, or even a serious contender for supremacy in the continent of Faeron, it can create a formidable enemy for the orc gods.

And this threat is not limited to the crystal wall where the planet Torel is located, but will continue to spread outward until it causes eternal division to the orcs in different planes of the entire universe.

After all, compared to good and evil, order and chaos are the most intense conflicts.

It's like a never-ending bloody battle between the devil and the devil.

All I have to do is stir up strife, hatred, and slaughter within the orcs. ”

"This is worthy of being the lord of the ninth layer of Bato's hell, the prince of the devil who was valued by Asmodeirs and granted the status of ten thousand people under one person. Provoke you in the first place, probably the biggest mistake he has made since becoming a god. Corellon couldn't help but sigh.

Because this is too vicious, and at the same time, it really hits the greatest weakness of the orc god system, which is the lack of a god who tends to order.

Of the six most active gods, three are chaotic evils, and the other three are neutral evils.

Therefore, when an orderly orc civilization begins to rise, the entire society will inevitably abandon its original beliefs.

If the orc gods of a new order were to be created as a result, it would mean that the new gods would inevitably become a thorn in the side of Guush.

At that time, Zuo Si didn't even need to deal with the orc gods himself, he just needed to protect this new god and continue to provide support to make the orcs start cannibalism mode.

In the end, no matter who wins or loses, the orc race will inevitably be greatly damaged and even collapsed from then on.

The most important thing is that this is a naked conspiracy.

Even if Geush knew, there was nothing too good to do.

After all, he had already tried to descend to incarnate before, and was mercilessly killed.

This event is still providing a steady stream of fun and artistic inspiration for the elves of Eternal Gathering Island.

"Thanks for the compliment.

This plan was made possible thanks to the help of you and the elven gods.

However, compared to the stupid orc god system and the earth spirit system, the spider goddess Rose is the one who needs the most attention.

Her hatred for you and the surface elves has broken through the sky, and her heart has long been twisted to the point where she cannot describe it in words.

The resentment and malice that emanates from the depths of the soul are not something that will be slowly forgotten by the baptism of time. ”

Zuo Si straightforwardly reminded the elven lord god in front of him.

Although he is not quite sure when Rose will suddenly launch the "Battle of the Queen Spider" to unify the beliefs of the dark elves.

But what is certain is that this plan has been in the works for a long time.

"Oh? Is Elosine (Rose's name before the fall) plotting again? ”

Corellon asked in a tone of uncertainty that was not very clear.

From that slightly complicated attitude, it is not difficult to feel that he is not as full of hatred for his former wife as the outside world speculates, but a bit like a lingering feeling.

After all, Rose has done so many things since she became the Spider Goddess, and even united many allies to kill Avatar more than once.

But even so, Corellon only repelled it, and never had any intention of retaliating or killing them all.

The only countermeasure is to support her daughter Elise to fight for the faith of the dark elves.

Zuo Si has always been very curious about what Corellon's feelings for Rose are.

If you want to say that the two have completely broken up, it's really a bit alike, at least the elven god system has never really been ruthless to Rose.

If you want to say that there is no trouble, it was Corellon who personally transformed Rose into a spider demon and banished him to the bottomless abyss.

Perhaps, as the creator of the entire elven race and even the gods, Corellon has a special affection for all elves, as if an old father is looking at his own children and grandchildren.

Even though some of the children were very rebellious, and even openly wanted to take their place, he still couldn't bear to get rid of them.

After thinking about this, Zuo Si responded quietly: "As far as I know, your ex-wife is planning to unify the beliefs of the entire dark elf race.

She wants to kill all the competitors and make herself the only one.

That's why she's so angry and annoyed at the underground city I've built for Elystry.

If she couldn't cut off this huge hidden danger, she wouldn't be able to start her plan.

After all, as long as there are enough believers, even dead gods can be resurrected at any time. ”

"Do you want to kill your own sons and daughters? Elosine is becoming more and more ruthless, more cruel, more and more ruthless. Thank you for sharing this information on me, and I'll be paying extra attention to her recent series of moves. ”

With that, Corellon activated the divine power teleportation and disappeared directly in place.

As the source of the elven race's magical power, he may be the only god in the entire continent of Faeron who can cast spells without going through the magic web or the shadow magic net.

Once the rest of the gods are forbidden to touch the net, they will basically lose their ability to cast spells completely, and can only rely on divine power to fight.

Zuo Si followed after observing the massacre of the barbarian tribe by the orcs below for a while.

With one tribe of barbarians slaughtering Usgar in and around the Neverwinter Forest one after another, Deszel and his evil allies have finally begun to attempt a tentative assault on Neverwinter.

And their first target, of course, is Leicester Harbour, just outside Neverwinter.

Unlike the docklands within Neverwinter, it does not fully serve the city, but is primarily a trading hub that connects other nearby towns and villages.

Prior to the opening of the West Coast Empire's trade airship routes, Leicester Harbour was a very important shipping centre, connecting the sea north of Sword Bay with the Neverwinter River.

Countless farmers relied on this route to sell their produce in the cities for money to buy tools, seeds, spices, cloth and other necessities of daily life.

Although with the operation of the airship route, the status of Leicester Port in terms of transportation has declined.

However, the ensuing rise of manufacturing and handicraft industries attracted a large number of young and middle-aged laborers, and gradually developed into a large town with a population of more than 5,000.

In particular, the industry dominated by wood processing and deep processing has flourished, and has almost monopolized the market in the north, including mid-to-high-end furniture, flooring, board cars, wooden handles for long-handled weapons, arrow shafts for arrows, and wooden butts for muskets.

There's no way, who will let God enjoy the food.

As the Neverwinter River runs through the entire forest, lumberjacks simply cut down economically valuable trees along the banks of the river and bundle them up to be easily transported down the river to Leicester Harbour.

This means that the transportation cost of logs is basically negligible, which can be a great cost saving.

Once you've captured Leicester Harbour, you'll immediately have access to a staggering amount of timber, skilled craftsmen who can build siege machinery, and ships docked nearby.

In addition, it is very close to Neverwinter, so it can be used as a base for advancing and transporting the army out of the Neverwinter Forest with the help of river transportation.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Woo-woo-woo-

As the earth-shattering war drums and loud trumpets echoed through the valleys, this army of orcs, half-orcs, ogres, half-giants, trolls, and gnolls began to appear on the horizon.

Despite the seemingly chaotic lack of formation, the residents of Leicester Harbour were terrified.

The guards on the guard tower sounded the alarm for the first time.

There were less than 200 of them, and the soldiers who were responsible for maintaining law and order on weekdays were urgently assembled, standing on a rudimentary wall of less than two meters as if facing a great enemy.

No!

To be exact, it should be called a fence a little more suitable.

Because these so-called "walls" are actually mainly used to protect against wild beasts, not to deal with war.

All it takes is one round of rockets, or two hits with a piece of wood, and it will fall apart instantly.

In fact, Leicester Harbour originally did not even have a fence, but it was only after the population explosion that the law and order situation deteriorated dramatically, and this improvised fence was added as a last resort.

Looking at the monsters rushing over, the forty-year-old officer immediately sweated like rain, and asked with a slight trembling: "Where is our spy?" What about patrols? What about scouts? Why is there no one to report on a monster movement of this scale? ”

"Sir, I think they're dead. Since three days ago, there has been no news of the adventurers and rangers we have hired. As for the patrol team that was sent out, there is no trace of it. ”

A soldier told the truth with fear.

"What? So why not report it earlier? ”

The officer roared in anger.

If he could get the news a few hours in advance, he would be able to immediately request reinforcements from Neverwinter.

Another soldier cautiously reminded, "Sir, we told you about it the day before yesterday, but you were flirting with Miss Moore and kicked us out without even listening. ”

Moment!

The officer froze in embarrassment, his face turned even redder, and he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed.

Like most of the guards stationed in relatively prosperous towns to maintain law and order, the guards in Leicester Harbour have long been corrupted.

Although far from the time of the Asmith Six Council ruled that the city defense of Askatra was semi-openly accepting bribes, it was a tacit secret that they would accept gifts from merchants in private and do a small favor.

For example, Miss Moore, mentioned by the soldiers, was a proprietor of a high-end furniture manufacturing workshop.

She used her beauty to seduce the officers, so that they secretly helped her to obtain priority in river navigation, and always loaded the goods away at the first time, without having to spend money on renting or buying warehouses for storage, as other workshop owners do.

In normal times, even if something like this is discovered, it can only be regarded as an abuse of power at best, and it will not be punished too harshly at all.

But in wartime, the nature is completely different.

According to the laws of Neverwinter, there is only one result of this level of negligence, and that is to be hanged in public.

However, at this time, the officer can't care about making excuses for himself to shirk his responsibilities.

Because as the distance of the monster army became closer and closer, he could only take a deep breath, draw his sword, stand at the front of the queue, and muster up the courage to say to the soldiers under him: "Perhaps we have all let go of unforgivable mistakes and fallen because of all kinds of temptations;

Perhaps we have broken our vows and tarnished our glory and faith.

Perhaps we are destined to die here today, overwhelmed by the tide of monsters in front of us.

But I wish I could at least die a heroic death, buying the civilians of Leicester Harbour behind me some time to escape, so that they can board a ship and sail down the river to Neverwinter.

This is our responsibility and at the same time our obligation.

Do any of you want to follow me in the last moments of your life to complete salvation?

Are you willing to fight bravely in the presence of the great God of Justice and shed your last drop of blood?

Answer me! ”

Moment!

More than 200 soldiers who were still trembling one second changed their temperament one hundred and eighty degrees in the next second, and most of their eyes revealed determination.

Obviously, this is the biggest difference between a world where there is a true God and a world where there is no true God.

In a world where there is no true God, people often have a great fear of death, and no one knows what it will be like after death, whether there is still a soul, and what kind of place the soul will go.

Too much uncertainty makes people often overthink everything in their desire to live.

Except in very special circumstances, such as having an extremely strong belief or in order to achieve a noble goal, it is possible to overcome fear with a strong will and die calmly.

But in a world with a true God, mortals have a clear expectation of death and know where their souls will go after death.

Therefore, when encountering such a situation in front of you, usually as long as a hero stands up to arouse the belief of the people around him in a common deity, there will be a situation of immediate response.

Even if you know that the end result of doing so will be death, you don't hesitate.

This is also the reason why in the history of the Faren Continent, there are always similar singing and crying stories.

All kinds of gods magnify the good and evil, order and chaos in the hearts of mortals.

"Sir, we are willing to follow you until the end of our lives."

After a moment of silence, one of the soldiers was the first to express his attitude.

With him taking the lead, everyone else took a step forward without a word.

It turns out that sometimes heroes and cowards are often only determined by split-second decisions.

And these defenders of Leicester Harbour have chosen to be heroes, not cowards who have selfishly abandoned their responsibilities and fled.

Even if they have taken bribes, even if they often visit those special service places on weekdays, even if they drink in taverns and never give money on credit, it no longer matters at this moment.

"Very good! In that case, let's give these damn monsters a little color. ”

The officer grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth, and then led the people to open the door and rush out.

He knew very well that there was no point in defending with the ridiculous fence of Leicester Harbour, and that the only way to do so was to rush out and cause chaos among the enemy in order to buy more time for civilians to evacuate.

"Hahahaha! Look! Those stupid humans have actually charged at us! Kill them all! ”

Orc Chief Obed Arrows laughed wildly as he raised his flaming magical greatsword in his hand.

Thrall, who followed along, carried the Hammer of Doom and whispered in a voice that only he could hear, "But at least they're quite courageous, aren't they?" ”

"Boy! What are you talking about? ”

Another beefy orc warrior asked casually.

Thrall shook his head as he ran and responded, "No, nothing, I'm just thinking about how I can kill more enemies to earn respect." ”

"Earn respect? Is it just a rookie like you? No kidding! ”

The orc warrior glanced disdainfully at the inconspicuous-looking hairy boy.

The reason is simple!

The orc body that Thrall occupied was no more than sixteen years old, so it looked a little thin, far from being as strong as the other orcs in their prime.

But Thrall didn't respond, just ran forward after the chief.

No one knows better than him that in a primitive tribal society where power reigns supreme, thousands of words are not as useful as a single action.

Although he admired the bravery and heroism of these human soldiers, it did not mean that he would show mercy.

Contrary!

He needs to prove himself with the death of the other orc, and then earn the respect of the other orcs, and then climb up to higher status and more power.

Due to the two-way relationship, the two sides quickly entered the range of weapons such as bows and crossbows.

However, the monster army obviously had no intention of using bows and crossbows, and directly let the defenders of Leicester Harbour rush forward.

In their opinion, where can they use a bow and crossbow to deal with this enemy, just let the orcs and ogres in the vanguard crush it.

But this decision to underestimate the enemy immediately cost the monster army a heavy price.

I saw that the officer rushed to the front and did not engage the battle immediately, but ordered his men to make an emergency stop, and then took out the revolver produced by the West Coast Empire, without saying a word, it was a dense fire output.

After a crackling sound, more than four hundred orc warriors who rushed to the forefront immediately fell.

Such sudden and rapid casualties caused great confusion in the forwards, and the monsters, who had never seen firearms, began to become frightened and hesitant.

Seeing this, the human officer immediately seized the opportunity to rush into the chaotic formation of the orc forwards and kill them, completely disrupting the opponent's command system.

You must know that in many wars, it is not simply the number of people who compete, but the organization, discipline, morale, weapons and equipment of the two armies.

And in this regard, the defenders of Leicester Harbour are clearly the dominant side.

Not only do they have busts and helmets that can effectively resist slashes and piercings, but their weapons are mostly made of alloy steel that can be considered a +1 enchantment.

As long as you are not knocked to the ground or exhausted, you can basically rely on a tight formation to resist several times the enemy with you.

In addition, these soldiers were determined to die, and there was no fear from beginning to end.

This undoubtedly caused a huge psychological blow to the orcs who thought they could easily torture and kill their opponents.

A round of rapid-fire revolvers before the engagement succeeded in creating chaos.

"Damn! Don't run! Give me all back! Otherwise I'm going to cut off your heads! ”

Obold Arrows slashed an orc deserter to death with a flaming greatsword, then roared like madness.

In order to win the priority of plundering towns after the war, his tribe rushed to the forefront, so the losses were particularly large.

Some orc warriors witnessed the sudden blooming of their companions' heads and the appearance of more blood holes on their bodies, and their inevitable morale collapsed on the spot and turned around and ran back, even if several deserters were executed, they could not stop them.

Without an army, the orc chieftain would lose his voice in the coalition.

Just as Oberd Arrows was feeling angry and helpless about the rout of his subordinates, he suddenly saw the young orc warrior he had recently accepted striding towards the phalanx formed by the human defenders, leaping to his feet in a violent aesthetic, his hands holding high the scarred warhammer.

Before he could react to what had happened, a blinding flash of lightning in the sky snapped down and hit the hammer.

Moment!

The warhammer, which was originally black, bloomed with a terrifying white light, and the power of thunder and lightning formed a ring around Thrall's body.

Rumble!!!!!!!

The moment the hammer fell, the whole earth shook violently!

Lightning raged like a silver snake within a radius of tens of meters and emitted a deafening thunder!

After the electric light disappeared, a large crater appeared within a radius of 30 meters with Sal as the center, which seemed to be formed by a meteorite impact.

As for the human soldiers in this range, all of them died without exception, and even the corpses were charred to the point of illegible black carbide.

As for the armor, it was all melted into hot liquid metal.

"You...... Who the hell are you?! ”

No matter how stupid Aubed Arrows was, he realized that this young orc warrior must have come from an unusual background, both for him and for the warhammer in his hand.

"My name is Thrall, an orc warrior who has just joined your clan. And as I said, I will prove myself in the next battles. ”

Thrall slowly rose from the pit, unleashing the power of thunder and storm from the Hammer of Destruction.

He could feel that the elemental power of this world was far more abundant and powerful than that of Azeroth, as if it were connected to some inexhaustible source.

Just when Obed Arrows was about to say something, he suddenly saw a human officer not far away rushing straight over, and immediately shouted, "Watch your back!" ”

In the next second, Thrall picked up the hammer of destruction and smashed it without looking back.

Clang!

The moment the tip of the long sword stabbed the surface of the war hammer, the entire sword body was suddenly bent to ninety degrees, and the sharp tip of the sword at the tip broke off on the spot and burst out with dazzling golden sparks.

Then, under the action of huge inertia, it slammed straight into the armor on his chest, directly smashing a deep crater.

"Ah!!!!!h

With a scream of pain, the human officer flew straight backwards, then fell to the ground with a heavy back, spurting a large amount of blood from his mouth, muzzle and nose.

"I'm sorry, but while your bravery is admirable, a botched sneak attack like this won't work for me. Let me send you on your way now. ”

With that, Thrall once again raised the hammer of destruction and smashed it down.

The human officer didn't even have time to make a sound before he turned into a headless corpse.

Because his head has been completely smashed by a heavy war hammer.

Over the next few minutes, Thrall slaughtered the remaining Leicester Harbour defenders without mercy, not stopping until the last human soldier was killed.

Through this devastating battle, he not only demonstrated his power, but also won the admiration and worship of countless orcs.

After all, worshipping the strong is a common trait of mortals, and this is even more true of a race like the orcs that supreme power.

"Well done! From now on, you're the second most powerful person in the clan after me. I give you the title of champion warrior. ”

Obed Arrows raised his arm and patted Sal's shoulder, his eyes glittering with a very complicated light, a mixture of fear and jealousy, and ecstasy that could not be concealed.

Because he is cunning by nature, he knows very well that the presence of such a powerful warrior in his tribe means opportunities and challenges.

The chance is that if you can subdue Thrall and become a loyal and powerful subordinate, you can naturally annex other small tribes to strengthen yourself, and even one day be crowned king and establish an orc kingdom.

But the challenge is that if you can't subdue Thrall, as your reputation continues to grow, sooner or later the other party will challenge for the position of chief.

It has always been a tradition for orcs to have the strongest warriors lead their tribes.

No orc chief can escape, only fight.

After all, the doctrine of the orc god Guush is to promote the law of the jungle and encourage the strong to take away everything the weak have.

Therefore, the internal power change of the orc tribe has always been full of blood and violence.

The ascension of each new chief to the throne meant the death of the old chief and his male blood offspring, and only the women who were not a threat survived.

Abbard Arrows was not confident that he would be able to win a one-on-one duel.

"Thank you for your trust and promotion, I swear I won't let you down."

Thrall bowed his head slightly and gave in to his loyal chief.

Although his goal is to replace the other party, considering that he has not yet gained a firm foothold, now is not the best time to seize power.

"Hahahaha!

I knew from the moment I saw you that you were destined to be extraordinary!

As we work together, we will be able to build a true Kingdom in our lifetimes.

When I get back, I will marry you my most beloved daughter. ”

Seeing that Thrall did not challenge his authority, Obid Arrows thought that his co-optation plan had succeeded, and immediately let out a hearty laugh while not forgetting to draw cakes.

But it was a pity that he didn't know at all that the young orc beside him had already been in the position of the supreme leader like the Great Chief, and he was definitely much more powerful than any chief in terms of insight and ruthlessness.

So it's completely useless to woo like a low-level one.

What Thrall really wanted was not power, but the freedom of the soul and the reshaping of the beliefs, minds, and social fabric of the orcs according to his own will.

Just as the defenders of Leicester Harbour were wiped out, the people rushed to the docks to escape by boat, and the monster army poured into the streets of the town to start burning and looting, two black dots suddenly appeared in the distance in space and grew larger and larger at a rapid speed.

Before the people down could see what the two black dots were, a bunch of smaller dots flew out from above.

In less than two or three minutes, these small black dots turned into giant dragons and rushed to the ground from a height of thousands of meters.

On the dragon's back sat a knight armed with a special magic weapon.

You don't need to ask to know that there is only one force in the entire Faren Continent with such a large number of dragon knights, and that is the West Coast Empire ruled by Zuo Si.

Obviously, the Imperial troops stationed in Neverwinter discovered the situation in Leicester Harbor, so they directly sent two aerial gunboats to rush to the rescue.

When the dragons rushed into the battlefield and spat out dragon breath of different attributes such as flames, lightning, strong acid, frost, and poisonous clouds from their mouths, the tide of battle suddenly reversed.

After all, this is not one or two dragons, but forty dragons on one gunboat, and eighty dragons on two ships.

And as they get older, they are no longer juvenile or young dragons, but full-grown dragons in the truest sense of the word, at least in terms of size and breath power.

Therefore, every time a dragon passes over the monster army, it will cause huge damage to the enemy in an instant, which is equivalent to a magical version of a heavy bomber licking the ground.

After only one round of attacks, the enemy, who had just been demoralized and wanted to sack Leicester Harbour, collapsed and began to scatter in all directions.

Are you kidding!

There were dozens of dragons wreaking havoc overhead, but anyone who wasn't a fool knew what to do.

What's more, the knight on the dragon's back is not a vegetarian either, and can wield a weapon that looks like a glowing spear in his hand to shoot a powerful chain of lightning into the ground.

Several marksmen tried to shoot the dragon with enchanted arrows, but the dragon knights found that several lightning bolts had smashed them down, and the whole person was roasted.

The worst thing was that when the monster army began to retreat from Leicester Harbour, the cannons of the gunboats overhead began to emit a deafening roar, and the cannonballs rained down and exploded one after another in the crowd.

The terrifying shock wave and air wave directly tore the surrounding evil creatures, including orcs, ogres, and gnolls, to the ground, and then were engulfed by the flames that rose into the sky.

"Damn! How so! Where did these dragons come from? ”

A gnoll leader screams in panic as he dodges the bombardment of gunboats.

"Don't ask me! How do I know! It must be those sinister and cunning dark elves and deszaires who are hiding something. ”

The orc leader who passed by on a wolf couldn't help but let out a series of unbearable curses.

Due to the fact that they live in places such as wilderness, mountains, and dense forests for many years, most monsters are in a state of isolation for a long time, especially the perception of changes in the outside world is often seriously delayed.

To this day, there are still many monster tribes in the deep mountains and old forests who do not know the establishment of the West Coast Empire, let alone the great killing weapons possessed by the two empires of air gunboats and dragon knights.

Just as the dragon knight was mercilessly following and killing the monster army on the ground, an orc figure armed with a war hammer suddenly stood up.

He was none other than Thrall, who had just made a name for himself.

I saw Thrall raise the Hammer of Destruction in his hand and begin to summon the power of the wind elemental, forming a large black and oppressive cloud in the sky above him.

Immediately after that, a violent wind began to blow around him, and the air flow spiraled up at a rapid speed, eventually forming a huge tornado around him.

And that's not all!

As the speed of the tornado became faster and faster, the dark clouds overhead began to release earth-shattering thunderstorms in bursts of roars.

When a thunderstorm and a tornado merge, a terrible storm is formed.

Although the gunboats were constantly equipped with the magic to resist the currents, it was obviously not enough in the face of a storm of this magnitude.

So the captain ordered the shelling to stop and began to turn around and climb altitude, trying to escape from the area of the storm.

The dragons, too, were so bad that most of them began to return to the gunboat's flight deck.

After all, the rescue mission has been completed, and it doesn't matter whether those frightened monsters are killed or not.

But there are still a few blue dragons that are immune to lightning damage, still enjoying the excitement of this slaughter.

One of the dragons, who had at least half of the blood of a blue dragon, flipped in mid-air against the hurricane and swooped down on Thrall, who was channeling the elemental power.

He had apparently noticed that it was the orc with the hammer who had started the storm, so he wanted to kill it and take it from him, which contained great magical powers.

But the moment the dragon entered the attack range, Thrall suddenly raised his other hand and made a grasping motion.

Rumble!!!!!!

A huge arm made of rock rose straight from the ground, grabbed the dragon with lightning speed, and threw it to the ground.

In the face of this terrifying force, even the giant dragon had no power to resist, and smashed a large crater in the muddy grass with a thud.

Just as the dragon and the dragon knight were dizzy from the fall, Thrall had already struck with the hammer of destruction, and a hammer first smashed the dragon knight's helmet directly into the dent, and blood and brains flowed down the cracks in the armor and stained the ground red.

He then leaped high and threw the power of the fire elemental into the hammer in his hand and smashed it into the dragon's head.

I saw a huge high-temperature fireball rise into the air, and immediately completely enveloped the dragon's body in it.

One time!

Twice!

Three clicks!

With the sound of warhammers pounding and skulls shattering, by the time the fire had cleared, Thrall was standing on the dragon's unrecognizable corpse, covered in bright red dragon blood.

The orcs, including Oberd Arrows, immediately stopped running when they saw this shocking scene, and stood still staring at the figure on the dragon's corpse, and soon let out a wild roar like a wild beast.

Eventually, these jagged roars converged into a single word, a title that symbolized power and glory......

Dragon Slayer!