Even though the guards who followed the count were braver than the dragon, they did not have the courage to fight two super beasts at the same time. Seeing that nothing could be done, they all quietly left the team, hoping to escape while their master was attracting the opponent's attention.
Lose.
The bone dragon flapped its wings and hovered in the air. Downton stood on its back, looking at the earl indifferently.
"Untouchable, if you have the guts, come down and challenge me!"
The earl pointed his long sword at Downton and cursed him endlessly. If the distance had not been too far, he would have used the magic stored in the magic suit to launch a sneak attack.
"Sorry, I still have a lot of post-war matters to deal with. Just go and die happily!" After being thrown a handful of sand into his eyes by the orc veteran, Downton's chivalry was much less. With an absolute advantage,
, only an idiot would play a one-on-one game!
"Aren't you a Templar? Do you still have the honor to dare?"
The earl tried to provoke him, but Downton didn't want to listen to his nonsense.
"Firebird and Bone Dragon, I leave them to you!"
The firebird, which had been beaten for a long time, couldn't wait anymore. As soon as Downton spoke, it immediately let out a high-pitched chirp, spread its wings, and shot at the earl.
The earl's hero-level demon servant fought bravely, but he himself decisively dropped it, turned around and ran away. After going crazy for a while, he calmed down a lot, so when death came, he did not have the courage to fight to the death.
Seeing this scene, the demon servant's resistance immediately weakened. It remembered the scene when it met its master. Unfortunately, with the change of status, his personality also changed.
"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"
The firebird cursed, used a breath of fire to drive away the demon servant, and then pursued the earl. Before he arrived, watermelon-sized fireballs had already engulfed him like a swarm of meteors.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The earl's soul shield was blown to pieces, and with the help of the best magic equipment used to save his life, he was not killed instantly, but instead suffered greater pain.
The high temperature scorched and the shock wave raged, leaving the earl without an inch of intact skin. After struggling for a moment, it burned with a bang.
Ignoring the wailing earl, Downton was hesitating whether to kill the demon servant. The bone dragon had already rushed up, breathing out its breath angrily.
After all, the Bone Dragon is a dark creature that enjoys the pleasure of killing, and absorbing the brains and soul remains of its enemies can also enhance its own strength. Why not?
"I'm going to use its corpse as an abomination, don't burn it!"
Downton sighed and gave up on being a woman.
"You are right to do this. If the earl wins, he will skin you and break your bones. Warcraft corpses are important potion resources and cannot be wasted." Cheap God persuaded Downton, but the last sentence exposed it.
Little thought, "Remember to leave the remains of your soul to me!"
Being besieged by two super beasts, the Count's servant had no chance of surviving. As for escaping? The Firebird's flying speed could explode it into pieces.
"Firebird, be gentler next time, you will burn all the loot." Downton did not participate in the battle. He rummaged through the ashes of the count's body for loot, and found that only one ring was intact.
Fortunately. This is a ring made of eight-dimensional space metal. Because of its importance, it is made extremely delicate and strong. It also has several defensive magics added to prevent it from being burned by high temperatures.
There is a magic lock on it that Downton can't open. He can only take it back to Homer to solve it.
Five minutes later, the battle ended, and the Bone Dragon dragged the body of the monster back to Chenwu Town.
The mountains and fields are full of fleeing human soldiers, and the tired ogres are not resting, chasing them like crazy for the bounty, but with little success.
The foreign corps composed of orcs is very cautious. They all operate in units of fifty people. They do not seek hard work, but strive to make no mistakes.
"No wonder Rosicky didn't use them until the end!"
Downton sighed. The orcs went to war for the land, residence rights, and promise of reduced taxes that he gave. In their hearts, they did not regard themselves as his people.
The enemy is powerful, and the orcs have no desire to fight to the death. If they collapse immediately after the battle, it will inevitably cause a chain reaction, leading to an even greater collapse, and they will not be able to stop it even if they want to.
"The racial conflict between orcs and humans has existed for tens of thousands of years. How can it be easily resolved?" In the mayor's hall, listening to Downton's emotion, Rosicky couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Orcs also have good people who repay their kindness!" Downton retorted.
"Yes, those slaves you have saved will fight to the death, but there are others. If others run away, if they don't run, won't they die?" Rosicky took a sip of tea, "If you want to win in the war, you must do your best.
It is possible to eliminate all uncertain factors.”
"Perfect strategy? That thing never exists. War is about who makes fewer mistakes. Whoever makes fewer mistakes has a greater chance of winning." Homer caught the ring, tinkered with it for less than a minute and then threw it to Downton. "
It’s untied and you can see for yourself!”
The eight-dimensional space inside the ring is not large, only as big as a single-person camping tent. Thinking about the earl's status, Downton was relieved. This thing is very expensive, and he can't afford a ring with a larger space.
In addition to a perfect shield and a long sword, several sets of clothes, five stacks of gold tickets with a face value of one thousand, and a box of gems and several top-quality potions for different situations, the rest is a large number of top-quality magic stones and three
Fifteen magic red diamonds.
"Estimate the price!" Downton toyed with the magic diamond. This thing is hard currency in all planes. It can be spent on a higher level than gold coins and gems, and it can also show off one's identity and heritage.
"About 30 million gold marks. Haha, even if the ogre kills all the enemies, the reward will not cost 300,000 gold coins. Downton, you are rich."
Homer teased, sorting the potions and introducing them to him, "Two of them are used to extend life when seriously injured and dying. They can allow the injured to last for two more hours. The other five are maddening potions."
"I know this. The dragon-slaying potion can increase the combat effectiveness of a magician several times within a few minutes, so it is also known as the comeback potion."
Downton took a translucent reagent tube and admired it. It contained a red potion, which was not viscous. You could see white bubbles rising continuously, and every few seconds, a loud sound would be emitted.
's roar.
The roaring sound is the characteristic of this medicine. The louder the sound, the better the quality.
"Yes, it is one of the most powerful offensive potions."
Rosicky is no stranger to this. As a prince, he is quite knowledgeable.
"Master, the statistics are completed!"
During the break in the conversation, Abagon arrived and handed over a statistical table and at the same time handed a soul stone to Homer.
"mine!"
The God of Cheap wanted it, but Homer refused, so he swallowed it all in one go.
"There are more than a thousand soul remains, can't you leave a few hundred for me?" The cheap god was very depressed and wanted to drag Homer out and beat him up.
"Downton doesn't owe you any sacrifices?" Homer finally had a good meal and made a casual joke, leaving the cheap god speechless. Yes, why should he support himself?
"Three hundred and sixty-seven ogres were killed in the battle, and more than 500 were injured. Charlotte and Elaine are treating them. I have collected the armor and weapons. The severely damaged ones are ready to be rebuilt, and the complete ones can be sold.
Or armed soldiers."
Abagon's well-organized report made Rosicki marvel at it. This goblin was better than some professional human elites in handling these matters.
"Well, you can handle these things!"
Downton flipped through the form and stopped paying attention. He was going to meditate in the mana well. The most important thing was to work hard to advance to the next level.
"Okay!" Abagon was originally worried about what to do with the captives. Downton would definitely not be involved in the slave trade, but now he doesn't care. It just so happens that he can do it legitimately without letting his master bear the title of slave trader.
"Prepare some supplements for Celes and the others." Downton noticed that Abagon was hesitant to speak and couldn't help but ask, "You are my butler. If you have anything to say, just say it. There is no need to be taboo!"
"Those human soldiers were injured a lot. Elaine and Charlotte are treating them. In my humble opinion, this is a bad deal. It is better to kill them."
Abagon carefully considered his words. The cost of rescuing the captives was too high, and even if he was cured, he would be disabled and unable to do even the most basic physical work.
"Forget it, let them rescue them. At worst, let the disabled prisoners leave later." Downton was too young and was not cruel enough to kill the prisoners.
After reporting his work, Abagong beamed with joy and knelt down on the track to congratulate Downton, "Master, congratulations, you have become famous in one battle!"
In the royal capital, Andrea is furious at the family manager.
"How many days has it been? Why aren't the armed forces I want ready yet?" The female officiant was very angry. Someone in the family must have stumbled upon her, which is why the personnel haven't arrived yet.
"I'll hurry up!" The steward was sweating profusely.
"Then why are you still standing here?" The female officiant couldn't help but be anxious. She got the information about Earl Sequoia's siege of Downton a few days ago. She originally wanted to summon a private army to support, but she didn't expect it to be delayed like this.
Long.
"No, we can't wait any longer. If we drag it on to Downton, we might end up dead. I have to go there first to take charge." Andrea stood up, "After all the people are assembled, let them rush directly to Morning Mist Town."
"As ordered." The steward agreed hastily.
Andrea just walked to the door when a spy hurried in and almost bumped into her.
"Master, we win."
The spy's face was full of shock. He had not yet reacted to the battle report and even forgot to apologize to the female officiant.
"What won?"
The female officiant walked out directly and was so angry that she wanted to hit someone. Didn't you see that I was very busy? You are still here wasting time.
"Downton won!"
"What did you say?"
The female officiant stopped in astonishment and stared at the spy.
"Earl Sequoia's elite army was completely destroyed, and even he died at the hands of Downton."
Before the secret agent handed over the battle report, the female officiant had already grabbed it in her hand and started browsing it, "How is it possible? How did he do it? Earl Sequoia is not a rogue bandit!"
The battle report was written in great detail, but the female officiant still had an unreal feeling. The surprise Downton gave her was really too big. (To be continued...)