Bone King: Welcome the Birth of the King

Tang Zheng thought of this and suddenly realized.

In addition to talent, what limits human strength may also include the number of professions.

But even if the number of professions is enough, when the level reaches the limit of the race, there is still no way to continue to improve.

Those strong men who hide in the dark and transform themselves into undead are essentially a way to break through the racial upper limit.

Tang Zheng's eyes flickered slightly.

He thought of a world-class item in the "Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick" [Desire and Desire], which has the ability to store and consume experience, replacing some skills and magic that require experience to be activated.

This ability seems a bit simple.

But with the status of a "world-class item", if you hold this item and have enough experience, you may be able to easily break through the upper limit of the race and upgrade it to level 100.

Shake his head.

This matter is still too far away from him. Even if he gets this world-class item, the issue of experience alone will be a big trouble.

Come to your senses.

Looking at Yara, who was looking forward to it, Tang Zheng stood up, reached out and grabbed the void, and the magic sword appeared in his hand.

Yalar's silver eyes widened with surprise. She didn't realize how the big sword suddenly appeared.

Also, the gray armor worn by the previous hero seemed to be able to be folded and released at will.

Is it an ability related to magical magic?

Yalar thought in her heart.

"Look carefully, this is a martial art. Although it is a technique of swordsmanship, it can be used as a reference for the "Precision Control" move you used before."

Tang Zheng spoke and swung his sword towards him with one hand.

Four consecutive cuts!

In an instant, four icy sword lights appeared in the air at the same time.

Yalar, who was watching from one side, felt a chill all over her body, as if she was facing an attack from four enemies.

"This..." Yalar breathed rapidly, her silver pupils shining brightly.

This is not a move similar to the "Precision Control" skill she uses to quickly improve her own abilities, but a pure technique.

"Instant reflection!"

After Tang Zheng finished releasing the move, a blue light flashed on his body, and his posture returned to the original state in an instant, as if what happened just now had not happened, and the magic sword in his hand was swung out again:

"Four Lights Continuous Slash·Destroy!"

Four icy cold lights suddenly appeared in the air again, and then merged into one instantly!

Yalar only felt that her vision suddenly became dark, as if all the light in her vision was absorbed by a dazzling stream of light.

Boom!

There was a roar that tore the air apart.

The air surges!

Yalar woke up suddenly, gasping for air, and took two steps back, with a frightened look on her face.

So strong!

How terrible!

She originally thought that there were four attacks in that moment. It was already unstoppable. Unexpectedly, the hero could still launch a more terrifying combo after launching the attack.

"Have you seen it clearly? If you have any questions, please ask." Tang Zheng looked at Yara, who was covered in cold sweat, and said calmly.

The professional skills he has mastered have no related professions. Even if Yalar wanted to learn them, she couldn't master them. She could only be taught a little bit about martial arts.

The other side!

The oasis of the gray dwarves.

The dispatch of 5,000 gray dwarf elite troops is naturally a big event for the entire gray dwarf clan.

Annihilate the human community, occupy the second oasis, and restore the glory of the gray dwarf clan. Such a major event is concerned by every gray dwarf.

No gray dwarf thought that this war would be lost. Many gray dwarves in the tribe are betting that this war will end in a few days.

That’s right!

This is a war that must be won. It is nothing more than wiping out all human beings, and it will take some time.

All the gray dwarves are looking forward to the fine wine that His Majesty the King will reward after the victory in the war, as well as the expectation of the second oasis.

However!

Along with the elite legion, the remaining gray dwarf soldiers fled back to the oasis.

The death of the commander-in-chief and the destruction of 5,000 elite legions caused the entire gray dwarf clan to be completely in an uproar.

The emotion of fear permeated the entire gray dwarf clan.

At this moment, even if the king sent people to appease the people, it could not have any useful effect, and everyone fell into a panic.

The center of the oasis, an area close to a source of living water.

There is a huge cave entrance, and the gray dwarves live underground. The dwarves are a race that doesn't like the sun very much, especially the gray dwarves.

The closer to the underground area where the living water source is, the higher the status of gray dwarves lives.

In a spacious stone room underground.

Three gray dwarves with completely gray beards were sitting on a low table. The atmosphere in the entire stone room was extremely depressing.

It was thought to be a battle that must be won, but it turned out to be such a tragic result, which no one expected.

The three gray dwarves in front of me are the three with the highest status in the entire gray dwarf clan.

One of them is the king of the Gray Dwarf clan, and the other two are the Minister of Blacksmithing and the Minister of General Affairs.

There used to be a general director, but now he is dead.

The gray dwarves are different from the dwarves in the Angelicia Mountains. Although they were destroyed by the troll kingdom, they fled to the Valley of Despair.

However, the royal bloodline of the Gray Dwarf clan has not been cut off, and they still retain the rule of the monarchy.

"The one who can destroy the elite army of 5,000 people must be a strong man in the hero field, he must be a strong man in the hero field!"

The gray dwarf king looked panicked and looked at the two ministers in front of him who also had ugly faces:

"Doesn't the human race have a strong man in the "hero" field? Where did the other party come from!"

"What is going on!"

"What should we do? Should we send people to the human community immediately? We can compensate!"

"No, no, how can the great gray dwarves bow to the inferior human race."

Seeing the panicked king.

The Minister of Forging and the Minister of General Affairs showed helplessness in their eyes, and they were also a little flustered.

A strong man in the hero field suddenly jumped out from the human, disrupting all their plans.

The most important thing is that it is now completely uncertain why the strong man in the hero field helped humans.

Is it the curse of that legend?

The Minister of Forging and the Minister of General Affairs suddenly looked at each other, and this thought appeared in their minds at the same time, but it was quickly extinguished.

This is just a legend, and if it is that curse, it will only come true when the human race is exterminated, not at this moment!

"Your Majesty, this is not the time to panic." The Minister of General Affairs suppressed the panic in his heart, tried to make his voice calm, and persuaded.

"What should we do now!" The Gray Dwarf King immediately looked at the Minister of General Affairs.

"First of all, we need to investigate whether the strong man in the "hero" field is a human, or a person of another race who passed by and helped the human race."

The Minister of General Affairs spoke while looking at the Minister of Forging.

"Your meaning... I understand. We are also short of food and other supplies, but we can draw out a batch of weapons from the arsenal as compensation."

The Minister of Forging only looked at the Minister of General Affairs and understood what the other party was thinking. After a little thought, he nodded:

"In addition, if it is the worst case, we can also use the compensation condition of "specially forging weapons suitable for humans" to make compromises and concessions."

The Minister of General Affairs scratched his thick gray beard and nodded.

The human side had already obtained a batch of weapons from the destroyed gray dwarf army, so it didn't matter if they gave some more to the other side.

After all, the human population is much smaller.

The key is that they need to figure out the current attitude of humans and the attitude of the mysterious hero as soon as possible.

"Send weapons, how can that work!"

The gray dwarf king heard the countermeasures discussed by the two ministers and immediately retorted loudly: "How can we compromise with that group of inferior inferior races!"

"Your Highness, it's not 50 years ago now. We don't have the strong men in the hero field sitting in charge." The Minister of General Affairs spoke softly.

The atmosphere in the room sank.

50 years ago was the most glorious time for their gray dwarf kingdom, followed by the invasion of the troll kingdom, and all the kingdom's strong men died in that invasion war.

"We must also prepare for the worst."

The Minister of General Affairs bowed slightly and continued respectfully: "Your Highness, we also need to prepare for the worst. The things in the treasury can only be used by Your Highness."

The next morning.

A fully armed team of ten gray dwarves, pulling a cart of weapons, set out from the oasis and headed towards the oasis where humans were.

On the human side.

After two days of basic training and familiarization.

3,000 humans holding gray dwarf hammers and iron shields, looked forward with fiery eyes.

Fully armed, Yalaer stood in front of this group of tribesmen, subconsciously tightening the silver spear in her hand.

These are almost all the people in the tribe who can fight.

In the next war, she didn't know how many people would be able to come back alive, but she knew, and even everyone standing here knew.

With the help of the hero!

This is an opportunity that cannot be missed, which can allow their descendants and all tribesmen to live in peace for a long time.

"Too many of our people died in the war with the gray dwarves!"

"Relatives, friends, ancestors, etc!"

"Not long ago, I thought I was going to die, and I thought our people would completely disappear in this valley of despair."

"I am so unwilling to accept this!"

Yalar's eyes turned red when she said this, and she looked at the people in front of her who also had red eyes, and raised the silver-white spear in her hand:

"For all the people!"

"For all the people!" Three thousand people roared at the same time.

They are a group of dead people, there is nothing to be afraid of!

Tram! Tram!

Two footsteps sounded from not far away.

Yalar turned her head, reached out and quickly wiped her eyes, then a bright smile appeared on her face again, and she looked in the direction of the footsteps.

It was her father and the hero.

Tang Zheng walked towards the crowd calmly, with the evil dog that turned into a goshawk standing on his shoulder.

Feel the atmosphere of the air.

Tang Zheng glanced at the serious faces and didn't say much.

"Hero..."

Chief Diyelon bent slightly, with a trace of nervousness on his scarred cheek. He looked at Tang Zheng cautiously, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

Tang Zheng glanced at Chief Diyelon and suddenly smiled: "Don't worry, I will bring everyone back."

After that.

Tang Zheng turned his head again and said calmly: "Let's go!"