"I'm not involved."

Hearing that Victor actually wanted to pull her to face the nest of Black Wings, Frost Elf Queen Denise's face changed and she refused indifferently.

She had seen the Black Dragon Lord with her own eyes, so she naturally knew that the Black Dragon Lord was not an ordinary legendary black dragon.

Victor heard Denise's decisive refusal, his face was also very ugly, and he secretly cursed in his heart Frost Elf bitch, who was still an ally who united and supported each other, but now they barbarians have encountered a strong enemy, but they choose to retreat without hesitation.

Denise glanced at the Barbarian King's unsightly face, frowned slightly, and still reminded, "For the sake of allies, I advise you not to compete with the Blackwing Lair, their strength. Very strong.

If you really fight, you will probably lose both. ”

It is said that both sides will lose, but in fact, with Denise's intuition, she feels that if there is a real fight, the barbarian Wang Court is estimated to end up very badly.

She couldn't help but think back to the strong, elite and orderly family warriors she had seen in the city of monsters when she met the Black Dragon Lord last year.

Of course, the main thing is that the Black Dragon Lord gives Denise a great sense of oppression, which strengthens her sense of awe for the Black Wing Lair.

Although Victor's strength is not weak, he is stronger than her, but compared to the mysterious Black Dragon Lord, Denise still feels a little worse.

"Lose-lose?" A hint of displeasure flashed in the depths of the Barbarian King's eyes.

This feeling of being despised by a strong person of the same level, especially a beautiful woman who he admires, even if Victor has a strong psychological quality, he can't be happy at the moment.

Although intellectually, he felt that Denise's words were more objective.

"Okay, it's okay if you don't get involved, but Denise, you must lend me the Bloodlight Dragon Hunting Crossbow, that's the bottom line." Victor's words shifted.

He didn't have any hope of persuading the Frost Elves to participate in this war, and his real purpose was to get the Bloodlight Dragon Hunting Crossbow.

The Bloodlight Dragon Hunting Crossbow, a legendary level item, a weapon specialized in the dragon clan, is a legendary weapon that has been passed down in the Taal plane for more than 10,000 years, and there are more than fifty recorded dragon slays alone, of which there are also two legendary dragons.

This weapon was made by a human weapon master 10,000 years ago, and for some unknown reason, this dragon hunting crossbow disappeared into the long river of history.

As a result, I didn't expect that a few years ago, this weapon was taken out by the Frost Elf Queen, and cooperated with the Barbarian King to kill the legendary White Dragon King Karon.

The Frost Elf Queen led the group to migrate from the north to the south, in addition to the fact that the situation of the Crimson Lair occupying the north could not be changed, there was also a major reason, that is, the appearance of the Bloodlight Dragon Hunting Crossbow made the dragons of the Crimson Lair feel threatened, and if Denise did not leave, it was estimated that she would soon be targeted by a group of dragons.

Looking at the barbarian king with a serious expression and a faint sense of persecution, Denise felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, she shook her head and refused again,

"No, who on the continent doesn't know that the Bloodlight Dragon Hunting Crossbow belongs to my Frost Elf clan now? If I lend it to you, what's the difference between that and the Frost Elves going to war? ”

"Denise, we're allies." Victor was annoyed.

"If you insist on this, then the covenant between us will be broken." Denise was also a little annoyed.

What's on this barbarian's head?

With a cold snort from the Frost Elf Queen, the light and shadow dissipated.

Victor slammed his fist on the armrest of the throne, looking furious,

"Denise, I'll make you regret it! You bitch, I've been chasing you for hundreds of years, spending an unknown amount of resources, and even this great retreat is to protect your frost elf clan to retreat first, causing at least millions of barbarians to stay in the north and unable to retreat, but now you bitch is turning against me for an evil dragon!! ”

Not only that, but even the killing of the legendary white dragon Karon was also used as a decoy by Victor, which allowed Denise to successfully kill, and after killing, the body of the white dragon was also taken away by Denise.

A hundred years ago, Victor deliberately searched for the swamp giant mussel, and it took more than half a year to successfully hunt it, and then gave the colored mussel beads to Denise, because the colored mussel beads of the swamp giant mussel have the effect of enhancing the face.

The value of this colored clam bead for the female group is not something that money can measure.

Victor let out a breath, took a deep breath, and slowly calmed down.

The most important thing at the moment is to deal with the inevitable war with the Black Wing Lair.

"The Orc King Krel's guy was slapped to death by the Scarlet Mother during that war, and it seems that the Crimson Mother only took one legendary item from the corpse. And I remember that the Orc Kingdom has two legendary items that have been passed down, one is armor, and the other is the armor that the great sword was taken away by the Crimson Mother, so the big sword" Victor groaned, a little ready to move.

This incident has been in his mind since that day, but the constant migration and escape has left him no time to think about it.

"In the orc kingdom, except for the orc king Krel, only the Red Blade Clan has an orc sword saint who has reached the first rank of the legend, according to the orc inheritance system, that legendary sword should be in the hands of that orc sword master." Victor's eyes narrowed.

He also uses a sword, but the barbarian royal court has always been poor, and even the number of top-level equipment is very small, and in the royal court, only the most powerful generals and himself have a full set of top-level equipment.

He, the well-deserved king of the barbarians, the strongest barbarian in thousands of years, as a legendary powerhouse of the second rank, but he didn't even have a legendary item.

Although the top-of-the-line set used is the best of the best, the whole set together is not worth a tenth of the value of the most common legendary items.

"A powerful weapon should be at the disposal of the strong!" Victor had a decision.

That legendary sword, you must get your hands on it.

However, the orc kingdom was a big force after all, and before the orc king Krell died, few forces in the mainland dared to tease the tiger's whiskers, and there were a bunch of allies.

In addition, now that they are all members of the Pan-Continental Racial Alliance Army, Victor naturally has to be scrupulous, not blatantly robbing, but 'borrowing'.

As for borrowing it, if he doesn't pay it back, it's not up to him?

On the same day, Victor left the royal court and disappeared towards the north.

The Orc Kingdom is not far from the Yarbit Kingdom, and the straight-line distance is less than 20,000 kilometers, and Victor uses a top-level teleportation item to soon reach the territory of the Orc Kingdom.

The orc kingdom is said to be a kingdom, but it is only an external statement, and it is actually adhering to the tribal system.

Led by the seven major clans, hundreds of small clans are clustered and a kingdom has been established.

The seven major clans are all big clans that have produced legendary orcs, and now although many clans have lost their legendary powerhouses, some have declined, but the background is still deep, and the master-level orcs are at least double-digit upwards.

Among them, the tribe from which the orc king Krell was born was the Bloodscar Clan, and it was also the strongest clan in the original orc kingdom, and after Krel's death, the strongest clan became the Red Blade Clan with the legendary Orc Sword Master.

The Red Blade Clan, the core of the tribe, Red Blade City.

A quiet room.

The orc sword saint who was in meditation with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, and the invisible sword qi swept out.

In the shadows, a majestic figure of two meters six or seven clapped his palms, laughed and said,

"It's worthy of the Red-Bladed Sword Saint Taylor, and this perception ability is even sharper and stronger than mine."

"The Barbarian King?" When the orc sword saint Taylor saw the face of the comer, he immediately became vigilant, and put his left hand on the hilt of the sword.

Victor inadvertently glanced at the dark red greatsword on Taylor's waist, and instead of sensing a powerful aura from above, it was the same as an ordinary greatsword.

But because of this, Victor had a smile on his face.

As a legendary Juggernaut, how could Taylor use an ordinary greatsword?

Only the hidden aura of legendary items can make a powerhouse of Victor's level not notice anything unusual.

"Victor, what are you doing here?" The orc sword saint Taylor asked vigilantly.

With the fall of His Majesty in their orc kingdom, the current orc kingdom has a faint tendency to split.

The other six orc clans have their own ideas, and they have been noisy for the past few years.

In such a situation, the king of the barbarians sneaked here, can Taylor not be vigilant?

If you don't give a sword on the spot, it's because your strength is limited and you can't beat the other party, so you forcibly stop your behavior.

"I'm here to talk to you about how we barbarians and you orcs will survive in the future."

Victor let out a good-natured smile.

A few hours later, Victor left the Redblade Clan contentedly.

When he left, he was carrying a dark red ancient sword that was more than two meters long.

Quickly return to the south by teleporting items, where the Barbarian Court is located.

Only then did Victor's face have uncontrollable joy, and he laughed wildly,

"Taylor, this guy is stupid enough, and he's too naïve to think that the contract is absolute, and he's really stupid, hahaha."

Why is the orc Juggernaut stupid?

Victor first discussed the current situation on the mainland with the other party, and then introduced how the two races would survive in the future, and then took the initiative to deepen the alliance and sign a contract.

For the now stormy Orc Kingdom, and the Red-Bladed Sword Saint who has been pushed to the forefront, how can he refuse the goodwill and deepening alliance unleashed by the Barbarian King in the Alliance Army?

You must know that the power distance between their orc kingdom and the crimson nest is not far away, and the army of the crimson nest may enter the middle of the continent at any time after digesting the northern region of the continent, posing a serious threat to the orc kingdom.

At that time, the former allies of the Alliance Army may become one of the butcher's knives reaching out to them.

Because of the strength of the orc king Krel, the orc kingdom occupies a large number of resource-rich territories and mineral veins, and has accumulated a lot of wealth, and I don't know how many forces are jealous of this.

The deepening of the alliance given by Victor at this time, as well as the covenant of advancing and retreating together, can be said to give the orcs an extra way back.

After the two sides reached a deeper alliance, Victor only then explained the predicament that the barbarian court was encountering, the threat of the Black Wing's Lair, etc., and then revealed his true purpose.

Victor made a request to Taylor Juggernaut to borrow legendary items from the Orc Kingdom to counter the threat from Blackwing's Lair.

After successfully defeating the nest of the Black Wing, he returned to the orc kingdom.

In this regard, of course, the orc sword master was not stupid, and directly shook his head and refused, after all, how could such a precious thing be easily lent out?

At the same time, he also said that the orc kingdom could support the barbarian court in the war against the blackwing lair.

Victor took a detour at this time, regretting that this battle has nothing to do with the strength of the basic warriors, but the lack of a strong man to balance the Black Dragon Lord, if Taylor Sword Saint is willing to fight the Black Dragon Lord with Victor, then naturally there is no need to borrow legendary items.

The orc sword saint is naturally entangled in this, because at this time, the two sides have signed a covenant to advance and retreat together, or under the witness of the divinity of their respective gods, regretting at this time will not only offend each other, but also be punished by the gods.

The divine side of the gods is often done and operated according to pre-set rules, rather than the gods themselves handling these trivial matters.

The information and thoughts of believers from countless planes in the astral plane are pouring in, and even the gods will be distorted and lost in them.

But if you fight against the Black Dragon Lord with Victor. Even Victor, who is the second rank of the legend, is not sure, and he still needs to borrow legendary items from their orc kingdom to be sure to deal with that black dragon lord, how dare he be a legendary first-rank?

With the legendary greatsword?

Although legendary items can greatly increase their strength, Taylor's own strength is there, even if the power of the legendary greatsword is activated, he will barely fight against Victor a few moves, and when the energy is absorbed by the greatsword, then he will definitely die.

The risk of death in person is extremely high, and if you don't go in person, you need to advance and retreat together because of the alliance, and you definitely need to make a contribution.

Under all kinds of pressure, Taylor finally lent the legendary greatsword, but for insurance, he and Victor also signed an additional contract for the loan and return of legendary items.

As for this contract, Victor naturally did not dare to violate it.

But why would Victor laugh at Taylor, the orc swordmaster, for being stupid?

Because the latter didn't think at all, Victor couldn't break the contract witnessed by the gods, but Victor was able to 'solve' him.

"After the turmoil between you and Blackwing's nest is calmed down, find a chance to kill Taylor." A hint of indifference flashed in Victor's eyes.

When the time comes, return the legendary greatsword?

Okay, he'll just return it. Wouldn't it be returned with a legendary sword and thrown at Taylor's corpse?

After returning, the contract ends, and the legendary greatsword is picked up from the corpse. That's what Victor picked up on his own.

Taylor may not have seen through this, but he probably didn't expect that the barbarian King Victor, who was also an ally, could be so ruthless.

"Black Dragon Lord, I want to see how powerful you are, and you can scare that elf bitch of Denise like this." Victor's pupils flashed with tyranny.

He didn't think he could kill the Black Dragon Lord, this kind of thing was a completely thankless thing, and Victor wasn't so stupid.

Victor's idea is to teach the other party a lesson and force him to sign a contract.

Dragon Pool.

The huge black dragon was a little distressed.

"What the hell is the true meaning of a legend?" Udi fell into deep thought.

It has been a few months since he reached the peak of the nineteenth level, and in the past few months, in addition to digesting those few legendary corpses and cultivating psionic martial arts and spells, Wu Di has also taken a lot of time to ponder the true meaning of the legend.

But months later, he still had doubts about the so-called true meaning of the legend.

There are various interpretations of the true meaning of the legend in Dragon Legacy.

Fragments of laws, mysteries, rules of the operation of the world, and so on.

But explanation is explanation, and Udi is completely unable to understand how to comprehend and get started.

There are some things that are indescribable and need to be perceived.

As for Udi, what he hates the most is this kind of incomprehensible thing, which will make him feel very uncomfortable.

However, although he encountered difficulties in comprehending the true meaning of the legend, as the feast progressed, Udi's strength continued to improve firmly.

Even if he can never comprehend the true meaning of the legend, with his talent for feasting, Udi can break out of an alternative path.

Therefore, although trapped by the true meaning of the legend, Udi is not troubled, and can still think calmly and calmly.

Many talented and powerful people have been trapped here for decades or even centuries, and he has only been here for a few months, so why worry.

"Master, the barbarian royal court has declared war on us."

Sophia, the head maid, said softly.

Sophia's voice brought Udi's thoughts back to reality, and he said nonchalantly,

"Isn't Shi Ji ready for war a long time ago, just let the Black Wing Legion show up in front of all the forces on the mainland, and when the barbarian king can't bear it anymore, I will naturally take action."

It's not that Udi looks down on the barbarian court, on the contrary, he is still very cautious.

If you enter late, you will be able to see some things more clearly, and you will not be so passive.

Once you're the first to enter, you'll be passive, because everything you're doing is laid out in the open, and the enemy in the shadows can think of all sorts of ways to deal with you.

Moreover, the family members are cultivated, and they share the worries of the master.

"Yes." After receiving the order, Sophia nodded and retired, and then informed Shiki, who was waiting for news from her master.

"Understood." Shiki grinned, a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes.

This time, it will also play.

Although it has been managing the black nest, don't forget that it also climbs up from the bottom and kills it.

A day later –

According to the sky, there will be a heavy rain tonight.

The northern part of the heath.

It was originally a centaur station, but since the centaurs succumbed to Blackwing's lair, only a few wild monsters and monsters remained.

But today, with the arrival of a furious Blackwing, the northern part of the wasteland has fallen silent.

With a click, a thick white thunderbolt streaked across the sky, casting a thick inky shadow for the dense black-winged dependents.

The torrential rain poured down, wetting the hair and scales of the Blackwings.

In the midst of the rain, their strong bodies and clearly visible panting sounds were like demons from the abyss.

But starting tonight, they will prove to themselves that even the demons of the abyss are less feared than they are!

One by one, the mages recited incantations silently, releasing spell eyes, carefully and cautiously observing the specific situation of the wasteland.

Through the Eye of Spell, the Blackwing mages who accompanied the army found the barbarians who were lurking in ambush and identified them.

The largest number of them are those 'black jars' who wear pitch-black heavy armor and are more than two meters tall, these are the backbone of the barbarian royal court, the barbarian berserker.

On the battlefield, a barbarian berserker in a state of frenzy is absolutely terrifying.

They tear monsters alive and are immensely powerful, and the black heavy armor they wear is mixed with black gold, which allows them to ignore most of the weak physical and magical attacks.

The second most abundant is the long-haired blue rhinoceros with thick and rough blue hair, these are war monsters domesticated by the barbarians in the Northern Regions, with rough skin and thick flesh, and can also release frost spells.

Finally, there are the relatively scarce number of barbarian wolf riders, who ride snow wolves in the northern regions, which are quite different from the wolves ridden by the gray woolly jackals of the wild tribe.

The wolf is strong and strong, and the melee fighting ability is extremely strong, while the snow wolf is more flexible, and at the same time, like the long-haired blue rhinoceros, it has mastered frost spells, and is a very powerful monster.

If you have to compare the wolf with the snow wolf, it must be the snow wolf is stronger.

Torrential rain was falling, and the bean-sized raindrops combined with the pitch black night almost obscured the physical vision.

When the mages on the Blackwing Legion's side found the Barbarian's traces, the spellcasters on the Barbarian's side also found the Blackwing Legion's location.

Barbarians are very poor in talent for learning spells, but the base number is there, and a group of manufacturable materials for learning spells can always be born.

"Attack!"

The five-meter-tall sturdy kobold figure issued a declaration of war.

In the dark curtain of the rainy night, the tall black-winged dependents, carrying heavy knives and heavy hammers, took the lead in attacking, and the huge momentum even drowned out the sound of the pouring rain for a while.

The barbarians' side reacted quickly, and almost rushed out of the ambush with a roar on the hind feet of the Blackwings.

The distance between the two sides was rapidly closing, and the powerful warriors who rushed to the front of each side could even see each other's yellowed teeth and the flesh between the teeth with their sharp eyes.

Hatred, killing intent, bloodlust, and so on were mixed together, and two elite torrents of steel flesh and blood collided together, and then engaged in the most primitive fight.

The roar on the ground below shook the sky, and the Sky Race also mixed in.

On the side of the Black Wing Legion, thousands of gray eagle humanoid monsters with gray wings on their backs rushed into the sky, pulled out their bows and arrows in the air, and shot at the barbarian army on the ground, the terrible arrows broke through the rain curtain, and took away a strong and powerful barbarian berserker with a sharp sound of breaking the air, and many of those long-haired blue rhinos with rough skin and thick flesh were also shot in the eyes, wailing and angry out of control, and the huge body and brute force of more than ten meters made them out of control, causing a tragic blow to the surrounding barbarians.

The barbarians do not have air combat on the side, but there are also barbarian axe-throwers, who quickly assemble under the threat of aerial harassment by the Greyhawk monsters, and their muscles swell, carrying brute force to throw heavy axes into the air.

Some of the Grey Eagle monsters got a little carried away, and they were really slashed by the axe and fell.

The war goes on.

Soon, the situation became clear.

The high-level powerhouses on the barbarian side looked at their own army that was faintly defeated, and their faces turned dark.

In order to compete for face this time, the barbarian Wang Court sent several of the most elite legions of the royal court, the weakest of which had the strength of fourth-level professionals, and some elites, such as the barbarian snow wolf rider, were even more uniform senior professionals.

It can be said that except for the master professionals and legends who did not play, this is already the most elite and powerful force of the Barbarian Royal Court.

"Let's go!"

Knowing that the grassroots fighters could not defeat the other party, in order to avoid greater losses, the master professional of the barbarian couldn't bear it anymore and rushed straight forward.

The Blackwing Mage, who had been staring at the barbarian powerhouse, informed the powerhouse of the Blackwing Legion as soon as the former acted.

"Here, give them some color and see!"

The five-meter-tall kobold twisted his neck and said with a smile to the green-skinned giant beside him, who was more than twelve meters tall.

The green-skinned giant weighed the specially customized nine-meter-long super mace in his hand, and grinned excitedly,

"Mondo can't wait."

A few years ago, Mondo followed the tens of thousands of Blackwing legions sent out to the front lines of the Crimson Lair and the Race Alliance.

After several years of fierce war, the number of black-winged warriors around him has fallen more and more, even if Mondo himself has encountered life and death crises many times, but relying on luck and perverted recovery ability, he finally survived.

After several years of war, the Crimson Hive and the Race Alliance Army have lost hundreds of masters, many of whom are much stronger than Mondo.

In this kind of war like a grinding disc of flesh and blood, coupled with the almost unlimited devouring of all kinds of flesh and blood, under the double stimulation of growth, this first few forest trolls who followed Udi have grown to the peak of the nineteenth level, and they are at the same level as their master.

This is quite normal, because it is not just Mondo.

On that kind of battlefield, many talented humans and monsters are experiencing life and death crises again and again, breaking through one after another, and even breaking through several levels.

However, the elves, dwarves, and dragons with long lifespans, after the past few years of war, although the combat experience and mentality have been sharpened in place, the strength level has rarely improved rapidly.

To some extent, the world is actually relatively fair.

Races with low bloodlines don't have so many powerful talents, and they don't have a long lifespan, but they also have the opportunity to quickly stand out.

And races with high bloodlines, although they have strong talents and long lifespans, often need to go through enough time to grow into real powerhouses.

On the contrary, people like Udi are outliers. In just over twenty years, it has even gone through the strength growth stage of many dragons for thousands of years.

Even this kind of growth rate is quite exaggerated among human beings, and many talented and peerless human legendary powerhouses often need to break through the legend until they are forty or fifty years old, and they can break through the legend or have legendary combat power in their twenties, and there is often only one possibility-

A son of a god with a special bloodline or a very exaggerated adventure, such as being watched and favored by a god, or gaining the blood of a god.

Shiki and Mondo led the master-level combat power of the Black Nest to meet the strong men of the barbarians without hesitation.

Some of the Black Live's master-level combat forces have familiar faces, such as Roy, the patriarch of the Silgrind family who has just returned from the ghost plane, Brian, the leader of the jackals of the wild clan, Bray the griffon, Caladan, the warlock of the dragon vein, the female crane Bertha, and her two heirs who have also grown to the top, in addition to Wilson, the heir of the Hygrand family, and the former kobold boy 'Wolf', and other earliest family members.

There are also newcomers who have risen and taken refuge in the future, and the starting point of these newcomers is often much higher than that of Shiki, many of them are intermediate or high-level when they join the nest of Black Wings, and there are also many master-level, such as the cyclops and cloud eagles who were the overlords of monsters in the dark forest, they were already top-level monsters, and after so many years, with the help of the power of the void, they were all promoted to the nineteenth level peak early, and then they were trapped by the legendary threshold.

But trapped and trapped, their strength is still slowly but firmly improving under the condition of continuous eating, and now, the strength of Cloud Eagle is still slightly worse, but the strength of the cyclops has touched the strength threshold of the pseudo-legend.

However, the strength of the barbarian side is not weak, there are more than thirty ordinary master level this time, and there are also five barbarian generals who are at the peak of the nineteenth level and have hunted monsters of the same level, and there is also one, and he is also the only barbarian general who has reached the pseudo-legendary combat power at the master level.

Both sides tacitly found an opponent that seemed to match their strength, and on the side of the Black Wing Clan, the most conspicuous and fierce was the Cyclops.

The barbarian general immediately confronted the cyclops, who, wielding a thorny stick made of special magical plant materials, directly smashed the earth into a huge deep pit, and the violent vibration sound made the soldiers on both sides of the nearby dozens of kilometers think that there was an earthquake.

"This big guy." The barbarian general dodged the Cyclops' fierce attack like an indiscriminate bombardment, and his face was a little ugly.

As a sub-giant rather than a true giant, the cyclops generally grows to between ten and twelve meters in size, and its strength is not too good among the masters, but the terrifying cyclops in front of him is obviously an accident.

The majestic body size of eighteen meters is enough to compare with the true giants in the prime of life, and in terms of strength, they are not inferior to the true giants of this level, reaching the pseudo-legend.

After a fierce fight with the cyclops, the barbarian general consumed a lot of energy, and he was a little out of breath.

Look at the cyclops again, it's still so alive.

"Haha, this is a great power given by the master, how can it be compared to the existence of ants like you!" The cyclops laughed wildly, his voice shook the sky, and he swung down his stick fiercely, and the earth and stones flew all over the sky, and the earth once again had a huge hole.

At this moment, it is confident and arrogant, as a sub-giant, it can have a power comparable to or even surpassing that of a real giant, how can this not make it swell?!

As for the hatred between giants and dragons?

Sorry, it doesn't care.

Although the sub-giant was created by the Titan God as a servant of the true giant, it does not have the bloodline inheritance of the true giant, although the hatred for the dragon remains in the bloodline, but this hatred is still relatively shallow.

That's why many metal dragons are so fond of subjugating sub-giants as minions.

It is because the sub-giants are strong enough and there are many of them, and they are often still in groups, and they do not have such a strong hatred and resistance to the dragons.

The barbarian general calmly fought with this crazy cyclops, while observing the situation of the other barbarian powerhouses, and then his face sank.

With a cursory sweep, there were seven or eight fewer of their barbarian master-level powerhouses.

Catching his gaze, he saw the green-skinned giant stuffing the corpse of the barbarian powerhouse into the abyss.

Around the green-skinned giants, the two barbarian generals were a little embarrassed.

"General, this mutant troll's resilience is too perverted, completely ignoring our attacks, we can't contain it at all."

The two barbarian generals were a little helpless and aggrieved.

Although the strength of this mutant troll is very strong, it has obviously not reached the threshold of pseudo-legend, and it can be contained with the strength of two barbarian generals, but the problem is that this guy's fighting style is too brutal.

You hit it, it doesn't dodge, it recovers almost in the blink of an eye when it's injured.

It hits you, do you want to hide? Definitely hide!

Otherwise, under the attack of that terrifying brute force and blood energy, they all doubted whether they could leave a piece of bone residue behind.

"Damn it!" The barbarian generals were anxious, and their mission was to crush the monster army of the Black Wing's Lair and force the Black Dragon Lord out.

As a result, now they are about to be defeated, whether it is the grassroots army or the top combat power, they are all suppressed to the death.

The Barbarian Court –

The barbarian king Victor looked at the scene coming from the suspended light curtain, and his face was extremely gloomy.

He didn't expect that the legion under the command of the Black Dragon Lord would be so elite.

The Black Dragon Lord is powerful, he doesn't doubt it, after all, the dragon is already powerful.

However, most of the dependents organized by the evil dragon lord are actually mixed with fish and dragons, and the order is low, although some powerful dragon vein monsters will be born because of the dragon vein, but on the whole, the quality of the legion and the quality of war are generally far inferior to the legions established by the intelligent race country.

In many cases, the dependents of the evil dragon play the role of cannon fodder and hunting for the evil dragon, and in the real war, the role that can be played is quite limited, and many times once they fall into a disadvantage, the monster army will scatter in a hurry.

As for the Crimson Nest?

That's because the strength of the Crimson Nest is too strong, the Crimson Mother is too terrifying, they have always fought with the wind, plus they have gathered most of the evil races in the continent, and there are strong people among these evil races, and they even have their own armies, which can no longer be compared with regular evil dragon lords.

In the light curtain, another master barbarian was cut off by a five-meter-tall kobold who used a thief's skill to hide his body, and used a 'small dagger' to stop him.

With a five-meter-tall body, it's normal for a thief's little dagger to be a little bigger, right?

But this scene was really unbearable.

He couldn't take it anymore.

If this continues, all the elite forces of the barbarian royal court will be destroyed, so what's the use of leaving him a bare-rod king?

The ring on the palm of his hand lit up slightly, and Victor's figure disappeared into the royal court.

The northern part of the wasteland, high in the sky.

Thunder flashed, rain fell.

A figure appeared suspended out of thin air, it was the barbarian king Victor.

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