Hearing the resurgence of the demons, Warner and Skila looked at each other with a nameless fear in their hearts. At this time, a breeze blew by, but the two of them felt as if they were in the cold winter, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble.
Cold war, shaking a few times.
On the contrary, Corey looked surprised and smiled.
For a while, the grass fell into deep silence again, and no one spoke again.
"I don't know about the Demons. There are very few records about the Demons. What is certain is that the Demons are a very, very scary race that likes blood and killing. As for whether the changes in nature are related to the Demons, we
I don’t know.” The Tree King said slowly after everyone was silent for a long time.
"I don't know, does it mean you don't know, then what are these ancient scrolls?" Corey tossed the few scrolls that could not be opened on the tree table and threw them into the air. The Dragon King saw this.
Just raising his finger, a blue light snatched the scroll from Corey's hand and sealed it in a piece of ice.
At this time, the tree king asked the dwarf elder Gerald.
"I don't know when those monsters you call orcs appeared." As the tree king said, he also took out a pen and paper, apparently intending to write it down.
Gerald, the dwarf elder, pondered for a moment and then said with a serious face: "I remember that about four years ago, orcs suddenly appeared on our continent."
It was one day four years ago. The dwarf elder Gerald was bringing his village's best work of the year to prepare for the dwarf ceremony that takes place every ten years. The content of this ceremony is to build dwarves under the age of 500.
The outstanding works are put out for evaluation and the best dwarf craftsmen are judged.
Because there was a flood on the road, more than a day was wasted on the road. When the dwarf elder Gerald rushed to the venue, before he had time to rejoice that he was not late, there was only blood in front of him.
The corpses of hundreds of dwarves lay in front of the ceremony altar.
There were traces of fighting and torn wounds. The most peculiar thing was that not a single weapon was left at the scene, nor was there any trace of the enemy.
At that time, the dwarf elder Gerald quickly informed the dwarf villages on the mainland about the ceremony, but it was still a step too late. The terrifying monsters holding the dwarf axes above the ceremony began to attack the dwarf villages.
At this point in the story, Gerald, the dwarf elder, suddenly stopped, looked at the sword on Corey's waist crazily, and suddenly screamed.
"What's wrong, you're scared." Corey jumped up.
"Sword, it's a sword." The dwarf elder pointed at Corey's sword and exclaimed. The tree king used a mental magic to calm down the dwarf elder Gerald: "Don't worry, what did you think of?"
Gerald, the elder of the dwarf tribe, took a big sip of juice and gasped for a few breaths, and then said: "I remembered that in the ceremony four years ago, our tribe competed on the craftsmanship of making swords, so each village sent out
All representatives should carry a sword for use in the competition.”
"Well, there must be a lot of good swords." Corey interrupted. Warner was about to complain about Corey interrupting, but heard the dwarf elder Gerald say: "Yes, they are all good swords. But,
In the past four years, we dwarves have fought countless battles with orcs, but no one has seen the swords that were robbed."
"You're sure." Corey jumped up after hearing this.
Gerald, the dwarf elder, nodded heavily: "I am absolutely sure, because each of those swords took at least several decades to make, and they are definitely not the mass-made ordinary iron swords used by orcs now.
.”
Thinking of the so-called ordinary iron swords used by the orcs, Corey smiled bitterly and said: "Ordinary, ordinary there, the sword in Aulando's hand broke as soon as it touched it."
"But those swords will be there, don't they look useful?" Corey asked, staring into the eyes of the dwarf elder Gerald.
Gerald did not avoid it, but also stared into Corey's eyes and replied: "No, they didn't have weapons at the time, so they robbed the axes used by our tribe. That was really unsatisfactory, but none of those swords were used.
"
Corey touched his chin and walked back and forth around several chairs.
The Dragon King was dazzled. He held Corey by his collar and pushed Corey back onto the chair: "Just turn around and tell me what comes to mind quickly."
"Who is using those swords?" Corey laughed.
"Who is using it?" The Dragon King didn't quite understand what Corey said. At this time, Warner had the opportunity to speak for the first time and express his own opinion: "Korui must mean who is using those swords, and who is using them?"
Are the people holding these swords the leaders of these orcs, or their masters, and what race is the user of the swords? Could they be a terrifying demon race?"
When Warner mentioned the demons, his voice couldn't help but tremble, and he couldn't help but add the word "terrible".
"What did the demons use in the last war?" Corey glanced at the Tree King, Dragon King, and Dwarf Elder Gerald, and asked the three of them at the same time.
"There is no record, but it seems that the demons are empty-handed." The dwarf elder Gerald said. The Dragon King and the Tree King had no expression on their faces.
Once again, the grassland was silent. No one knew what to say, and even their minds were a little confused.
This time it was the Tree King who broke the silence first. "As for the elves, have the nobles heard any legends?"
"The elves have completely disappeared since the last time the True Dragon Clan united with other tribes to fight against the demons. Maybe all the tribesmen died in the battle, but I prefer to believe that the elves are living in seclusion somewhere."
"Don't worry about the elves. Now let's talk about these orcs. According to what I said, they will build more big ships to transport dozens of my divisions. I don't believe they can't be defeated, and then they will build warships that can fight in the sea. These
The orcs must have come from somewhere." Corey jumped up and shouted, convinced that his sword was invincible in the world, how could a mere orc be taken seriously by Corey.
Warner also nodded and said: "It is not a problem for us Yasi to send out several large legions, but according to what Corey said just now, the orcs have very powerful weapons, so the weapons provided by the dwarfs to us are still very few and not enough to assemble.
These legions."
"Honorable King of the Human Race, please believe that the power of our dwarves is only used to equip the army. We, the dwarves, can definitely do it with the strength of the whole clan, but..." The dwarf elder Gerald suddenly stopped,
Corey asked eagerly: "Come on, tell me, but what?"
"Alas... let the nobles fight for our clan, and my clan doesn't know how to repay you."
"Hahaha, there is no need to repay anything in return. If you dwarves are wiped out by them, they might come to us again. At that time, we will be more difficult to deal with. Besides, we are not good friends, you say
Really?" Corey laughed.
Just when Gerald, the elder of the dwarves, was about to say some words of thanks, Corey's expression suddenly changed and he smiled evilly: "You said you are uneasy, then we will start trade. Your dwarves' iron tools are thousands of dollars higher than ours."
times, and there are many things over there that are not found on this continent, such as breadfruit, berries and the like. Just let me bring some back."
There are no merchants in the dwarves, and the dwarf leader cannot understand Corey's thoughts, but think about it since Corey leads people to fight for his own people, and giving Corey some berries and breadfruit in the woods means nothing. On the contrary, it feels like these things are not
It's a bit too much, after all, Kerui leads people to fight for their lives.