Sitting on the high seat was a tall and mighty lion-headed orc wearing a magical armor and cloak with a ferocious face. He was the Lion King Larcu Rogland.
Unlike "stupid" humans, many noble people outside the world don't like names that are too long, otherwise they won't be remembered by others.
Standing on the left and right were ten orcs, all with fierce eyes and thick auras - they were among the most powerful warriors among the orcs.
Although external reasons such as the pressure from dragons and goblins were important in being able to temporarily "unify" the three major Western countries, it was equally important that the powerful but not always awakened bloodline of his ancestors was awakened in him.
Perhaps his personal bravery is not enough for him to rule such a huge country, but the role of a strong bloodline is not only to give him personal bravery. For example, he only needs one-tenth of the training of ordinary orcs to reach the level of orc strength.
If the level of the person is increased to three tenths, he will be able to stand out among the heroes in the country.
Now, as long as he is well prepared, he has more than a 60% chance of winning even if he fights an elder dragon one-on-one.
Since he is already so powerful, there is no need to spend more time practicing, so the free time can allow him to learn a lot about internal affairs.
Moreover, the system of the orcs is not as complicated as that of humans, so after trying to temporarily subdue the two invaded countries, he began to prepare to eliminate the sources of those infringements one by one.
Unfortunately it didn't go well.
Although they won several battles and allowed the orcs to harvest a large amount of food, the good times did not last long.
The northern front began to stagnate because it had collided with the goblins that had brought disaster to many small tribes.
Just when Larku came with his elite troops to prepare for a battle——
News of the defeat came from the southern front. The intelligence said that the dragon king who was supposed to have no strength had awakened the ability of a true dragon. Doss Randall, the warrior of the Ursine tribe, managed to hit her and gave her a little while under the cover of his companions.
After being injured, he was instantly killed by a golden flame magic.
The rear supply lines were attacked by ghost ships almost at the same time, and the transfer station was almost wiped out. Not long ago, Razan, who was temporarily the captain, came to apologize.
Now, the ghost ship is outside and continues to bombard the orc camp, but the orcs' elite magic caster group is also very powerful, not only completely neutralizing the ghost ship's attack, but also counterattacking.
However, the ghost ship showed no signs of crashing.
But Larcu did not give any further instructions. He and his assistants were waiting——
After a while, a short orc wearing loose clothing and a mask walked in. He was not short, he was about 1.5 meters tall, but he was really small compared to the orcs who were often close to or even over two meters tall.
"The transfer coordinates have been successfully moved to the huge ghost ship." A pair of cat ears trembled on the mask, and a voice similar to a lolita sound came from under the mask.
"Well done, you are worthy of being the chief priest of Rococo." Larku stood up and shook the cloak of his armor.
"Haha, even though he is a bastard of the Ampati bloodline, he has inherited the bastard's magical talent and can still put it to use." A soldier on the left said in a joking tone.
Larku glared at the warrior and asked him to shut up. It is true that there are always various conflicts between races. Although the Ampati family has good magic talents, they are discriminated against because of their appearance and bloodline. Therefore, they all
It's masked. But in a race war, there can't be internal fighting over this kind of thing.
Larku slammed the long handle of the powerful weapon called the Violent Battle Ax into the ground and shouted: "Let's go and fight quickly! Then immediately turn around to deal with the damn fairies and humans."
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Battleship Lampards——
"Hey, hey, are you serious?" Yayaka poked her head out of the window of the bridge and looked at the group of orcs who actually used teleportation magic to board the ship.
Just a moment ago, some magic was used to directly dispel the fog protecting the ghost ship, and then suddenly several orcs appeared on the deck between the No. 1 and No. 2 turrets.
Is it the fourth level [control cloud] and the fifth level [teleportation]?
These are all magic levels that Yayaka can only look at from a distance now. She can only use magic up to the third level. Although she is a melee mage who uses auxiliary magic and her own physical stick skills, her strength cannot be measured by magic alone.
But she was still trembling.
"There are twenty people. I feel like the weakest one among them has to be dealt with with all my strength. In addition, the low-level undead crew of more than a thousand people are not enough to fill their teeth. The strongest one, the lion head, let me
I feel trembling just looking at it..."
In fact, it's a good thing to tremble. If faced with someone like Xiyue En, Kefantala, or the Dragon King of the Decayed Coffin, then all that's left is to giggle and not even the chance to tremble.
It's a pity that even trembling can't change the gap between us and the enemy.
What's more, there are a few guys who cover their faces completely with cloth for some unknown reason, like a secret army of the state or church, and whose aura is elusive.
The lion head and the other tall guys were obviously muscular at first sight. Even though they looked so powerful that it made people tremble, it was easy to understand. The unpredictable guys were more terrifying in another sense.
Yayaka didn't care about her face anymore, she retracted her head silently, crawled next to Sylvie, and shook her gently: "Wake up, wake up, it's time for you to appear, tell me how to wake her up, Gram
Lord Lawnpis didn't tell me?"
Although she has fully understood for a long time that Crounpis often cares about one thing and the other, Yayaka does not dislike this character - at least it is much better than that kind of horrible and vicious boss, but now this is really fatal.
She suddenly came up with a little idea. Although it would cause the battleship's crew to roll around and make the battleship temporarily lose its bombardment capability, it would definitely delay time.
The premise is that the enemy's space magic cannot be fired continuously.
According to common sense, space magic cannot be fired continuously. At least these orcs will not be Crounpis and other guys outside common sense.
Yayaka controls the battleship. Thanks to this ghost ship, which does not require conventional power, it can perform such incredible actions——
There was a 180-degree flip in the air on the spot!
Let the battleship deck face down immediately!
"Yah! So cool! He threw down more than a dozen beasts at once! No matter how powerful they are, they can't do anything without a foothold, but the remaining five are still struggling? What are they doing holding on to the barrel?
?Go down, go down!”
Yayaka ordered the skeleton crew members in the cabin who could still move during the roll to quickly adjust the pitch angle of the main gun back and forth to throw off the remaining guys holding the gun barrel. Soon, three more were thrown off...