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There was a terrifying "rumbling" sound, and the huge creature flew over head-on. Nathanos could see it more clearly, especially the ivory-colored horns on its head and the fangs exposed in its mouth.

"Dragon!" Nathanos exclaimed. He thought that this kind of creature only existed in those ridiculous myths. Even Uther told him this at the beginning, but now the real thing has subverted his perception.

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The deafening roar made the surrounding plants and trees tremble, and the force of the powerful wings torn apart the wooden piles and fences in the farm like a tornado. Nathanos rolled forward to avoid the fatal impact of the red dragon, but

The wings of the red dragon destroyed the apple trees on the farm, and a sheep was taken away and became a delicious meal.

"Is there an orc sitting on it?" Nathanos suddenly noticed a clue. A green figure appeared on the huge red body, which was easy to spot.

The orc Grot Deathstrike, one of the first dragon knights of the Dragonmaw clan. He was also the most talented dragon knight, and Zuluhid admired his abilities very much. It only took him a week to learn how to

Controlling a dragon. But he has a very bad shortcoming, that is, he is too arrogant. Today his mission was originally to investigate the situation around Grim Batol, but he couldn't wait to show his power, so he

He controlled the red dragon and came here, and happened to meet Nathanos, a human being who was insignificant in his eyes. He decided to play with him before destroying this little bug.

"Come on, little bug, let's play." He shouted. Although Nathanos, who was running very fast below, couldn't understand what he was saying, he knew very well that the other party was teasing him and laughing at him. Although

He didn't know why the orcs suddenly appeared here riding a red dragon, but Nathanos knew that he had to lure this guy away, otherwise his farm would be destroyed. He ran toward the southwest of Maris Farm, where there was a forest.

And there aren't many people.

"Run, run!" Grote laughed, and then kicked the red dragon's neck hard. The big guy immediately understood what he meant, and charged up a scorching fireball in his mouth, flying towards Nathanos.

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"Are you kidding?" Nathanos jumped hard, and the fireball exploded behind him. The impact sent him flying several meters. He stood up with difficulty, and heard the laughter of the orcs in his ears.

"This problem must be solved." He muttered, but what should he do? Nathanos looked at the red dragon that drew an arc in the sky and then flew back. He only thought about it for a second before he thought of defeating it.

opponent's methods.

"I know." There was a smile on his lips, and then he turned forward to avoid the opponent's dive. Grote was controlling the red dragon when he suddenly heard someone shouting from behind. He looked back and saw Nathanos heading towards

She waved at him, her face full of sarcasm, which made him very angry.

"A bug looking for death." He kicked the red dragon hard on the head and controlled him to attack. Nathanos buried his head to avoid a fireball, then picked up a stone next to him and threw it out, hitting Grote's nose.

The sudden injury made the orc furious. "Trash, eat him!" The red dragon dropped its head, aimed at Nathanos, and raised its front paws to catch the human below, but the opponent was stronger than he expected.

He also needs to be flexible. I tried several times and didn't even touch Nathanos' clothes.

"That's enough." Grote shouted, pulling up the rope on the red dragon's head, preparing to take off, but at this time he didn't realize that he had overlooked a serious mistake. "Burn him to death." Grote

The order was issued, but the red dragon did not respond immediately, only reluctantly barked twice.

"What are you waiting for!" The orc punched the red dragon on the head, and the hard scales made his hand hurt. "Obey the order! Don't forget that your queen is in our hands."

Nathanos below looked at this scene and sneered. The other party still didn't notice the problem. Finally, after hearing Grot's last words, the red dragon immediately began to charge fireballs, but his speed this time

Much slower than before.

"What I thought was true," Nathanos said. Then he hid behind a boulder when the red dragon released the fireball. The huge fireball destroyed Nathanos' natural barrier, but also allowed him to escape the terrifying

attack.

"Cunning bug." Grote roared, "Keep attacking, don't stop." The orc vowed to kill this human today, but something unexpected happened suddenly. The red dragon under his crotch began to slowly fall to the ground, and also

Didn't attack according to his order. "What are you doing? How dare you disobey me."

His threat did not stop the red dragon's next move. When the red dragon landed, Grote finally understood what happened. His mount had no strength, and the red dragon in front of him fell to the ground and gasped for air. The orc's expression was gnashing his teeth.

Suddenly, he was afraid that he had been plotted by this human being. Nathanos had been consuming the red dragon's physical strength just now.

The human who heard the noise appeared from behind the dark stone, holding a stone in his hand, and walked towards Grote with murderous intent.

Grote was not worried at this time. He looked at Nathanos and saw that he did not look like a warrior. He did not believe that he could not deal with this human being.

"Go to hell, reptile!" He rushed forward...

hinterland

"That's it now!" Lothar shouted, and then he ran through the open space in front and rushed towards the orcs. The other party was stunned by the sudden attack. Their attention had been on the sky just now. One of the orcs reacted to Lothar

The spear was thrown, but Lothar was too close to them and easily dodged the spear. Then he chopped off the orc's spear-throwing arm with a swing of his giant sword, then turned around and chopped off his head.

Turalyon was to Lothar's right when his hammer struck an orc and shattered his chest. His second blow hit another charging towards him, enough to knock the green-skinned monster off his feet.

When he got up, the other party fell down without making a sound.

But the next second Turalyon suddenly heard some unfamiliar sounds ranging from coughing to laughter. He raised his head, and a creature that was taller but thinner than the orcs jumped down from the tree, holding an ax tightly in his hand.

In his hand with only three fingers, his sharp eyes were staring at the Paladin and preparing to attack, revealing a row of pointed teeth, it was a troll!

Turalyon raised his shield and blocked the ax blow. However, the force of the heavy blow on the shield prevented him from relaxing at all. He responded with a fierce attack from his warhammer.

The troll was shaken but did not stop. He moved forward again, his ax at the ready. Turalyon was one step ahead of him, swinging his shield and hitting the troll's face and chest. The troll did not expect this attack and was struck hard.

was hit, and his body took a step back, shaking his head trying to wake up from the dizziness. Of course Turalyon would not give him a chance to reply. His war hammer hit the troll's chin, and the latter fell to the ground.

On the ground.

The thrilling sneak attack was resolved, and Turalyon gasped for air, but he raised his head and suddenly saw another troll emerging from the shadow of the tree, making a gesture of throwing a spear. Turalyon quickly understood the weapon

He was aiming at himself. He did not have enough strength to block the attack, nor did he have enough time to dodge. He prepared for the worst, closed his eyes, and waited for the spear to hit him.

However, he heard a strange, sharp scream, mixed with a low roar and loud thunder, followed by a painful scream. Opening his eyes again, Turalyon saw a strange sight

The troll fell from where he stood, his hands still clutching his face. The parts exposed between his fingers were shattered. Hovering above was a magnificent creature, a creature Turalyon had heard of but

Something I have never seen before. It has the body shape of a lion and the same tawny fur, but it does have a wild bird face instead of the cat's head, and the scream from the bird's mouth is a bit harsh. Its front legs have

Deadly claws, but the legs at the back are strong and powerful, with a long tail hanging behind. Huge wings spread evenly on both sides, and white feathers cover his head. A short figure looks like a horse riding a horse

Normally sit on it.

Dwarves? Turalyon saw it. Although he had known about it before, he had heard stories about the Wildhammer dwarves, but this was the first time he saw it with his own eyes. They were taller than the Bronzebeard dwarves but thinner. But they were different from humans.

Standing up, the Wildhammers were still short and strong, with thick chests and thick arms. They wielded the storm hammer. The dwarf who rescued Turalyon took back the huge weapon, and it was he who killed the troll.

The dwarf noticed Turalyon looking at him. He laughed and raised his warhammer in greeting. Turalyon also raised his weapon in response, then smiled and rushed towards the other orc. Because there were dwarves above him, he

No longer worrying about attacks from trolls, this allowed him to deal with the orcs on the ground with more peace of mind. On the contrary, the orcs needed to worry about possible attacks from above their heads, which made them gradually become embarrassed and overwhelmed. Failure was only a matter of time.

the other side

Grot was hit in the jaw by a punch, and then Nathanos grabbed a stone and hit him on the head without giving him time to feel the pain. Grot felt dizzy, and accidentally fell to the ground, and then covered his head with his hands.

, praying: "Stop, stop, let me go."

Nathanos couldn't understand what he was saying, but he knew what the orc meant by looking at his movements. "As you wish." He hit Grott hard on the back of the head, and the orc fell to the ground, unconscious.

past.

After finally getting rid of a guy, Nathanos set his sights on the resting red dragon. The other person's snake-like amber eyes were also looking at him. The distance from Grim Batol to here is too far.

"Grote, this idiot," the red dragon cursed in her heart. She didn't have much strength when she arrived here. She was a little happy that Nathanos could defeat the orcs who controlled her, but the next second she was a little scared.

Standing up now is a problem. How will this human treat him? The red dragon recited the spell silently, and then a dazzling light appeared in his body.

"What is this?" Nathanos covered his eyes with his hands. When everything calmed down, he opened his eyes and found a high-level female elf kneeling down where the red dragon had been.

"Elves?" Nathanos was a little surprised, and then said, "No! Elves' eyes don't have red scales."

When the other party heard his words, he immediately touched the area around his eyes with his hands, and there was indeed a regular sliding feeling.

"Do you understand me?" Nathanos noticed her movements and asked. The other party was startled, and then said: "I think your mortal form can calm you down."

"Humph." He sneered and looked at the fiery red-haired female elf: "I remember you seemed to have swallowed one of my sheep just now and wanted to roast me."

"This is his order." The red dragon turned into a female elf and pointed at Grote who fell on the ground.
Chapter completed!