In an ancient forest that has not yet been completely ruled by dragons, a team of orcs is preparing to do a big thing.
They are going to... hunt dragons!
Hunting the majestic ruler of this world.
Use their blood and death to challenge the authority of the overlord.
This seems to be overestimating one's abilities.
As one of the races in the Western world, the orc kingdom was also purged by the dragon clan.
It's just different from the human race's defeat all the way.
Although the orcs have also been tortured, they still have a warlike and daring heart.
They have never enjoyed true prosperity, so barbarism has given them the determination to face death without fear of challenges.
At this time, directly in front of this elite group of orcs, there was a giant dragon that was still underage.
The giant dragon obviously hadn't fully realized the danger yet and was playing by the lake in the forest.
The saliva dripping from his mouth has turned the originally good lake water into a highly poisonous lake water.
Many creatures living in the lake turned upside down and floated up.
"First team, raise your shields! Block! Second team use spears... no need to quench poison, third team prepares bows and arrows, shoot!"
The ferocious-looking orc elites locked onto the young dragon, who seemed to have no sense of danger at the moment, and began to prepare to attack without any ceremony.
Roar!
Fierce roars, accompanied by bursts of wind howls, came wildly.
The splashed leaves were also shattered even more violently in the roar.
In the storm, the body of the arrow-hit dragon flashed rapidly. Although his body looked huge, his speed was equally astonishing, and he was not slowed down by his huge body.
Every time he flashes past, he will bring a bloody flower.
The orcs roared furiously and waved their weapons messily.
Courage cannot be used as strength. Except for the first wave of sneak attacks, which played a small role, they had no advantage at all in subsequent battles.
At this moment, a strong orc who was originally hidden in the crowd took action.
He held a giant ax and suddenly chopped down the young dragon's head.
boom!
The ax struck the ground hard.
Although the giant dragon was young, its speed was very advantageous, and it moved away just before the giant ax was about to come.
At this time, the strength of the orc strongman had been exhausted. Before new strength was generated, the young giant dragon flexibly twisted in the air. It whizzed down and grabbed the giant man's neck, with a ferocious big blow.
Open your mouth.
With a click, the huge head of the strong orc was broken from his neck, and was swallowed whole by the young dragon.
Boom!
Three heavy weapons hit the corpse of the dead orc strongman, smashing his body into pieces. But the young dragon, which was supposed to be crushed together with the orc strongman's body, deftly avoided the sneak attack.
.Looking at these orcs ferociously, the scales all over their bodies shook, and the bone spurs all over their bodies suddenly roared and flew out.
Each bone spur has a strong green color, obviously containing extremely violent and cruel poison.
Bone spurs flew out messily, and suddenly the crowd of orcs screamed. Those orcs who were unfortunate enough to be hit by bone spurs turned green in the blink of an eye.
Later, in the severe poison, it turned into pus and blood, and no bones remained.
This young dragon is a poisonous dragon that is relatively common among demonic dragons.
The deaths of a large number of their own kind did not make the orcs retreat.
They are not afraid of death.
He is willing to use his own body to pave a path to victory for his compatriots.
Amidst the shouts, thick and brutal weapons mixed with fierce winds blocked the surrounding area and moved towards the young Poison Dragon to outflank him.
Although the young Poison Dragon is not very old, he has inherited memories, so he is no stranger to fighting.
At this time, he flashed left and right, claws clawed, and blocked a series of attacks. However, it lost those bone spurs on its body, and its body's defense was also greatly reduced. Fierce heavy weapons hit its body one after another, knocking it out.
The scales all over its body were rendered blood red.
Blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and the blood containing violent poison dripped onto the ground, corroding the ground into large pits. The young poisonous dragon grinned, and his golden eyes stared coldly at the remaining orcs.
Suddenly, an ancient song began to sing from the mouth of an orc.
This song is simple, unsophisticated yet full of mystery.
And amidst this singing, the appearance of this orc is undergoing huge changes.
He was originally just a wolf with a human body and walked upright.
Along with the singing, his body began to grow huge, and his originally degraded muscles and limbs became brutal and thick.
He was lying on the ground, like a savage, ignorant giant wolf without any advanced wisdom.
Ouch!
The giant wolf roared, and then rushed towards the young poisonous dragon.
The other orcs who came along were silent at first.
Then more orcs began to sing along.
Their bodies have all changed.
Wild boar, giant bear, tiger, lion and leopard...
The beasts turned into beasts and pounced on the young poisonous dragon crazily.
In the fight between many ferocious beasts, the injuries on the young Poison Dragon's body became more and more serious.
Finally he couldn't resist anymore and turned around, trying to escape.
"We must stop him even to the death! We cannot let our companions sacrifice in vain!" shouted an orc who had not changed.
The orcs who have completely degenerated and turned into giant beasts cannot be saved.
This is a fact that the orcs have recognized for countless years.
Those orcs who degenerated into giant beasts could only live as wild beasts in the end, either being hunted or dying in the wild forests.
They no longer have a self.
A large number of ferocious weapons, mixed with the fighting spirit of the orcs, fell fiercely and cruelly.
boom···!
More than a dozen strands of orc fighting energy gathered in mid-air, and then turned into a huge battle axe. The battle ax shone with terrifying light, just like a magic weapon in the hands of ancient gods, carrying boundless majesty.
Following a dozen uniform shouts, the huge battle ax fiercely blocked the path of the young poisonous dragon and swept towards its entire body.
The scales all over his body exploded, and the young poisonous dragon roared, and an energy ball flashing with green will-o'-the-wisps in the darkness was ejected from his mouth.
This is the guaranteed dragon breath of the dragon clan.
In the air, the dragon's breath collided with the battle axe, and a wave of air exploded that was so strong that it was indescribable.
As the air waves rolled, countless ancient trees were forcibly uprooted and blown dozens of feet away. Some of the ancient trees that were closer were directly shattered by the air blast.
The tumbling broken leaves and broken wood spun together and rushed towards the sky. Amidst the screams and roars of many beasts, the body of the young poisonous dragon fell heavily to the ground.
An orc stepped forward with firm and heavy steps, then waved a giant blade and chopped off the head of the young poisonous dragon.
He raised the young dragon's head high.
What followed was a trance and shouting.
"Let's go! Let's take the dragon's body back. The shaman of the fox tribe has a way to refine the dragon's blood. He will use the dragon's flesh and bones to make a soup to temper the body... Our children, they will
Stronger than us!"
"Sooner or later, this land that was plundered and ruled by dragons will belong to us orcs again!" the orcs leading the team shouted loudly.
Ula!
Ula!
Amidst a lot of cheers, several giant beasts, the last sanity in their eyes was about to disappear. They glanced reluctantly in the direction of the tribe, and then quickly ran into the forest.
Just like the orc leader said.
As long as the children grow up!
If they grow stronger than their parents, the glory that belongs to the orcs will come sooner or later.
Leaving the ancient forest where the orcs roamed.
His eyes kept looking northward.
In the far north, the biting cold wind whips the frozen earth wantonly.
The mountain top rises abruptly, like a blade, but there is warm spring water, which turns into an ice-free waterfall from the height. And it is precisely because of this waterfall that there is a rare place in the north under the waterfall.
Warm places...are more suitable for human habitation.
The young man, with his bare upper body exposed, showing off his muscular body, was climbing the mountain peak with perseverance.
Walking against the waterfall, I seem to want to go to the top of the mountain to have a look.
Wow...!
The powerful impact of the water flow and the cold wind blowing from all directions turned into a forceful whip and hit him hard.
The slippery rocks could not fully exert their strength, and the young man's feet failed to stabilize and he fell from the mountainside.
Then he crashed heavily into the warm pool water.
"Hollie! Are you trying again?"
"Didn't Teacher Tiger tell you that you can't continue to risk climbing?" There seemed to be a vague village beside the warm pool.
And a girl stood by the water and shouted to the fallen boy.
The young man suddenly stood up from the pool, his strong chest rising and falling.
Although he is still very young, he already has strong and strong male hormones.
"I know...but the Dragon Slayer Sword Immortal also said that as long as I can climb this mountain with my bare hands and without any external force, he will teach me the art of slaying dragons." The young man's eyes flashed with strong desire.
Strong belief and self-confidence seem to echo in him at all times.
He seemed to have never doubted whether he could conquer the towering mountains in the cold wind with his flesh and blood body and his own hands.
Even this mountain was once the belief of many people in the wilderness of the far north.
Huo Lie, an 'ordinary boy' who is actually not ordinary.
His mother was the princess of the former Condor Empire.
And his father was the third son of the fallen Lord of Light.
In his body, there are three bloodlines of gods, humans, and ancient demons.
In the near future, he will become one of the most mainstream heroes in the Western human race, leading the Fury of the North Army, driving snow beasts to fight against the Dragon Army, and is honored as the 'King of Horlie'.
Until the immortals of the mountains and seas crossed over, he was one of the most glorious people who symbolized the hope of mankind.
Woo woo woo...!
The loud voice broke the tranquility of the moment.
People in the village, both men and women, quickly ran out of their houses.
Then a large number of heavy equipment were quickly activated.
In the distance... several black spots can be seen, moving quickly, approaching the village.