Sloppy goblins, a bunch of kobolds, a dozen orcs riding earth dragons, a few ogres holding wooden clubs...
Those groups of lizardmen were pretty impressive, but they didn't seem to number more than 100...
Flying in the sky are a dozen harpies and two manticores
This is the red dragon "legion" coming over
The total number of the entire "legion" is less than 1,000, while goblins and kobolds have the largest number, estimated to be five to six hundred in total.
Calling it "the lord of goblins and kobolds" does not do it justice...
Victor, with his eyes closed, had a hard time "looking" at these monsters with his sense of sight.
——The height difference between them was too big, which made him hesitate.
But the hesitation was only for a moment, as Victor pulled out the scimitar from his waist
A moment later, a dazzling semicircular slash shot through the air.
Along the way, whether they were lizardmen, earth dragons or ogres, as long as they were taller than four feet, they were broken into two sections.
Trees are falling to the ground, rocks are crumbling, monsters are wailing...
Goblins and kobolds survived quite a bit, because many of them were less than four feet tall...
However, after the "elite units" such as the orcs and lizardmen fell, the goblins and kobolds also scattered...
[Big sword slash]
Sure enough, don’t worry about them…
Victor stood up straight and put the scimitar back into its sheath, thinking to himself that this is indeed the case.
He was just hesitant about how high he should strike. After all, goblins and kobolds accounted for the majority of the monsters.
Later, when he thought about the morale of this weak race, Victor ignored them. Sure enough, after the entire lizard-men army was destroyed, they dispersed.
Looking at the bloody jungle in the distance and the wailing Red Dragon Legion, Steve and Filia stared with wide eyes and opened their mouths, speechless.
Those dozen orcs once brought great pressure to Nanfeng Fortress. Each of them was equivalent to a mid-level warrior, and the hundreds of lizardmen were the elite main force of the Red Dragon Legion...
Tightly is a sword!
"Legendary Sword Master..."
Steve muttered
Looking at the dozen orcs and ogres crawling into the forest, the muscular man frowned.
An arrow was inserted into the head of the orc climbing at the front, followed by one after another...
Filia shot these monsters expressionlessly
In two hundred years of confrontation with the evil dragon army, even the most elegant elves have become ruthless.
Almost every orc's hands are stained with the blood of elves. They may be Filia's parents, brothers, sisters, friends, lovers...
Looking at the "cruel" elf ranger, Victor shook his head and said nothing.
Don’t tell others to be kind without having suffered others’ suffering!
And to say cruel things, ha! Isn’t he even more cruel?!
Those orcs escaped temporarily just because they were riding on their mounts, and all their legs were cut off...
After Filia finished killing her, Victor returned the scimitar to her
The female ranger is still recovering from the rapid breathing caused by the continuous shooting of arrows, and her chest is rising and falling.
The elf is really slim, he looks like a B at most - Victor thought
He doesn't have any hobbies in this area. He is just like the majority of upright gentlemen: he doesn't want his children to lose at the starting line. Is there something wrong?
Filia took the scimitar with both hands, then leaned over and made an elf salute
"Thank you, Your Excellency!"
"It's just the right time."
Victor waved his hand indifferently. The sword style released this time was stronger, but because he had enough time to accumulate power, and he had gradually adapted to this state, he did not suffer any injuries...
However, at this moment, Filia was confused. She couldn't understand Victor's words...
Only then did she realize that she actually couldn't understand what he said, but she could only understand what he meant.
"This is?!"
Filia asked
“It’s the failure of language proficiency”
The halfling explained while smoking his pipe
"Your Excellency Victor is not from here"
"He doesn't know the common language?"
Filia asked. In her opinion, Common Language is just like its name, simple and direct, and has far-reaching popularity. Especially among humans, there are very few people who don’t know Common Language.
"He is not a resident of Faerûn, or does not belong to Toril"
Dosso took a deep drag on his cigarette and said, "There is nothing to say. Victor's language, outlook on life, power system, and living habits are all very different from those of the residents of Faerûn."
Even Dorso can guess his origin, not to mention those elven spellcasters.
"A strong man from another world...?
*
At this time, the strong man from another world she mentioned was watching the druid arrange the magic ritual.
Nature is so generous. Even if druids can no longer cast spells, they can still resonate with nature and use some small things provided by nature to arrange natural magic rituals with various effects.
Now Steve has arranged a [Natural Restoration Ceremony] using some unknown herbs, wood, stones, charcoal, etc.
The effect of this ceremony is very obvious
In just a few minutes, the land under John and the others that had been scorched by the red dragon began to sprout new shoots, and the adventurers' bodies also glowed with a glowing green light.
John and Tia's painful expressions began to relax
It's amazing!
Victor sighed, but unfortunately when he came forward to ask for advice, he also discovered the fact that the spell on his body was invalid. Simple gestures could not convey such a complicated meaning!
He suddenly realized that he was just a tool. When he needed to fight monsters, he would call out, say a few words, and hit him a few times. Then once the monster was dead, he could shut up...
He suddenly thought of something and ran to Doso and said a lot in broken common language.
After a while of gestures, Duosuo understood what he meant.
Then Dosso made a lot of gestures and explanations to let Victor know that the reinforcements waiting later would take the entire dragon corpse back in a "big bag"...
Well, that's how magic works
He thought he was going to disembowel him again and skin him and remove his bones.
Then another feast of dragon meat!
Filia felt a little funny watching the gestures and exchanges between the two of them.
However, Victor seemed to have thought of something again!
I saw him rush to the edge of the cliff and jump down
"Your Mightiness!?"
Filia ran over nervously and shouted, but Doso was still smoking calmly...
When the female ranger ran to the edge of the cliff, she saw a muscular man running on the cliff carrying a huge dragon head!
Looking at the rock as smooth as a mirror - she knew it was cut by Victor
However, only by getting close and facing this scene can you feel the power that can cut off everything!
Look at the man running
Perhaps this time, the war between the mist elves and the green dragons will really turn for the better!
Filia secretly thought
"Ha, this is really a big guy!"
Victor threw the faucet to the ground, wiped the non-existent sweat and said with emotion
"Well, reinforcements are coming?"
The muscular man suddenly turned back and looked in the direction of the forest...
