The nezumi leader's eyes flashed, nodded and said, "So you are...... Merchant, just me ...... We've got some stock there, so come with us. ”

Still smiling, DuPont said, "Where are you going?"

"Our tribe," the nezumi leader replied.

"Good...... You go first. DuPont happily agreed.

With a wave of his hand, the nezumi leader spoke orc language to the nezumi, and then led Horn and his party eastward.

On the way, Dupont whispered to Horn and the others: "These rat people are a little weird, and when there is a change, kill them all." ”

"Weird?" Horn asked.

DuPont explained: "Orc forging techniques are very poor, and most weapons are imported. And these imported weapons are relatively expensive, and they are generally equipped with those high-level races, such as werewolves, bear people and other main tribes. The nezumi are mostly equipped with very simple weapons, mostly some crude weapons. These nezumi are equipped with weapons similar to those of the Human Empire, and there must be something wrong here. ”

As soon as Dupont said this, Horn and the others noticed that the weapons of the rat people were really as good as DuPont said.

After walking for a while, the DuPont teaser in front of him stopped, and the listeners, Horn and the others, looked at it and knew that something must have happened. Also hit the attention and listen carefully.

There was a small sound in my ears, a rustle, and a group of people in front of me kept approaching.

Dupont sighed and said to Horn and the others, "Let's do it." ”

After speaking, the figure flashed, and Horn couldn't see how DuPont made a move. I only saw that wherever he passed, the nezumi fell down one after another, and let out a terrible scream.

The nezumi were caught off guard and waited until a dozen nezumi were killed by DuPont before they reacted. The nezumi leader roared angrily, motioning for the other nezumi to attack.

Horn and the others also drew their weapons one after another, and killed the killer without mercy.

At such a time, in this kind of place, to be soft on the enemy is to be cruel to oneself. Horn and the others began to open the killing ring, and before a single sword was swung, blood must have splashed everywhere and the rat's head fell to the ground.

Although there are many nezumi, for Horn and their training goals with many monsters, these nezumi are a piece of cake, and it is only a matter of time before they are killed.

Horn flickered and jumped, nimbly avoiding the nezumi with ease. From time to time, a "magic arrow" was also issued, which directly pierced two or three rat men.

It was a one-sided massacre. Within a few minutes, more than half of the nezumi were killed by the six. The wasteland was stained red with the blood of more than a hundred rat men, and the area continued to expand.

The nezumi finally got terrified and began to flee in all directions. The humans in front of them were completely different from the humans they met, like demons from hell.

DuPont has already said that if he does it, he can't let go of half of it. Horn and the others also quickly chased after the fleeing rat people.

After a terrible howl of "Ah......hh

The six of them were covered in blood, and under the starlight, they looked like blood-colored demons.

Horn's nostrils smelled of blood, and his face was a little pale. It wasn't an injury, but a shock to the sight of blood. He was born until now, except for killing two or three people, there are only a few monsters. Although orcs are different from humans, they are also intelligent creatures, and it is difficult for me to accept that so many orcs have been killed by themselves.

DuPont patted Horn on the shoulder and said, "This kind of thing will often encounter in the future, just adapt to it." ”

At this time, the "rustle" sound in the distance was getting closer and closer, and Dupont said to Horn and the others: "Stay away for the time being, and when we have to do it, we must avoid fighting vigorously to avoid injury." ”

Horn and his party directly picked up the Force and quickly rushed in the opposite direction of the comer, disappearing into the night.

Not long after Horn and the others left, a group of dark shadows came to the place where the fight had just begun.

The people were a group of orcs, including werewolves, bears, pigmen, and even the two most powerful tribes, the lion and the tiger. The Lion and Tiger Men are the most combative races of the orc tribes, and these two races are inherently stronger than the others.

And this group of orcs is very well-equipped, with full body armor, sophisticated weapons, and some even carry powerful crossbows. This kind of crossbow can only be equipped by the main army in the Human Empire.

The group of orcs rode the Merktor lizards and saw numerous nezumi corpses. They were furious, only to hear one of the lionmen roar angrily: "These damn rats, they can't even drag those humans, it's a shame for the orcs." ”

A tiger man snorted coldly and said, "Is it useful to talk about this now?" It's the right thing to find out those human beings, otherwise when the time comes, how will we explain to the great shaman. ”

As soon as the lion man heard the "great shaman", his temper was gone. Said to a werewolf, "You have the sharpest nose, can you smell them running from there?"

The werewolf opened his nostrils and sniffed in the air, then pointed to the west and said, "There is a strong smell of blood over there, and those humans should be running towards that side." ”

The lion man waved his hand and said, "Chase ......"

Suddenly, all the orcs rode the Merktor lizard and chased in the direction where Horn and the others disappeared.

Horn and his party kept running.

They were also aware of the pursuit of the group of orcs behind. At first, I turned in a few directions, trying to get rid of them. Unexpectedly, this group of orcs seemed to have a sense of foreknowledge, and after following for a while, they would be able to catch up immediately.

If this continues, Horn and the others will be consumed by that group of orcs. Because the orcs have the Merktor lizards to get around, Horn and they all rely on two feet, and they all use the Force to increase their speed.

Horn panted and said to Dupont: "It's not a way to run like this all the time, these orcs seem to know our location, they have been running for a day, and if we go on like this, we don't need that group of orcs to chase us, we will die of exhaustion first." ”

Horn: They've been flying for a day. At first, the crowd didn't feel anything. After a long time, the gap in strength is reflected.

DuPont still acted as if he was fine, after all, he was a top powerhouse at level fifteen. The other five people are different, Adel is the strongest, although his forehead is sweating, he can still hold on. Justin followed, not much with Adair. The other two were Andy and Azov, who were also gasping for air. Horn was at the end, out of breath and almost unable to hold on. It's no wonder that Horn is only at the eighth level of strength, and Yadell is all at the ninth level of strength.

Dupont looked back at the other five, and it was estimated that if he continued like this, he couldn't help but not get rid of the orcs, but instead collapsed himself.

Motioned for the others to listen. Then he said, "Let's take a break here." Wait for the orcs to come, and get rid of these hanging boots. ”

Between the words, there was a strong confidence, as if killing the orcs was as easy as swatting a fly to death.

Horn and the others did not doubt Du Pont's words at all, a top powerhouse of the fifteenth level, if he really wanted to make up his mind to kill anyone, basically few people could run away.

After more than half an hour of rest, Horn and the others' bodies were completely recovered. And the group of orcs chasing after them also arrived.

There was a rustling sound, and more than thirty orcs had arrived. Horn observed, frowning. The strength of this group of orcs in front of him is very strong. There are nine seventh-level martial artists, eleven eighth-level, five ninth-ranked, four tenth-level, and two twelve-level. Seeing so many strong people, Horn felt a little weak in his heart. If it weren't for DuPont, he would have run right away.

Horn asked Dupont worriedly, "These orcs are very powerful, and they are not easy to deal with." ”

Du Pont didn't expect that almost all of the orcs chasing him were good hands, and even two of them were about to break through the thirteenth level and become high-level martial artists.

He then said to Horn, "Protect yourselves, I'll deal with these myself." ”

The orc jumped off the lizard, and the lionman led by him glanced at it, knowing the strength of Horn, Adair, Justin, Andy, and Azov. It's just that I can't see through Dupont's strength, because after reaching the high level, the martial artist can hide his aura at will. But the gut told the lion man that this smiling, nouveau riche middle-aged man was the most difficult of the bunch of humans.

At that moment, he said a few words in orc language to the rest of the orcs, probably meaning to be careful of the middle-aged man with a round face with a smile. Before the lionman could finish.

With a wave of the long sword in Dupont's hand, a golden light force suddenly came out through the sword, instantly slashing at a seventh-level strength pigman among the orcs.

The pigman was horrified and tried to avoid it, but it was too fast and barely shook to avoid the vital point. DuPont's Force sword directly blew the pigman's left arm to pieces.

Blood spurted everywhere on the pigman's left shoulder, and his face was distorted. He scolded directly in the Terran language: "Despicable humans, actually sneak attack......"

Du Pont smiled, not angry, the sword just now was just a random attack, if it was really going to sneak attack, the pigman would have already died.

The sword in his hand gestured at all the orcs and said defiantly, "Come on...... Come and play with me and see what the orcs are capable of. ”

The orcs could understand Dupont's language, and they were furious. From Du Pont's hand just now, he knew that the middle-aged man in front of him was definitely a strong man among human beings, and only a martial artist above the thirteenth level could do it if the Force was released.

And the strongest of these orcs are the lion and the tiger, both of which are level twelve. Although the lion and the tiger man were furious, they were not fools, and they would definitely not be able to defeat Dupont alone.

The two looked at each other, and a growl came out of their mouths. There seemed to be some kind of command in the voice.

All the orcs roared in unison. They all took out their weapons and threw themselves directly at Dupont. With DuPont's strong skills, it is not easy to deal with so many orcs with mid-level strength.

With 120,000 points of spirit, the Force armored, and directly covered his body with a layer of golden Force armor. People are like ghosts, flashing among the orcs very quickly. Specifically look for those seventh- and eighth-level orcs to attack.

These seventh- and eighth-level orcs were Dupont's opponents, and if they didn't make a sword, one of them must have been injured and blood splattered.

The sight was so angry that the two lion and tiger man roared, and they couldn't keep up with DuPont. You must know that Dupont's official nickname in the Thatch Empire is "Night Demon", which means the devil in the night, known for his stealth and agility. Orcs, on the other hand, are better at having thick skin and thick flesh, and with armor to wear on their bodies, their actions are not so neat. In fact, the armor on the orcs did not play a very good role, but affected the action, and the armor was only suitable for melee in the corps.