Lord of Glory

At this time, Morris had already decided to quit. Now that several major forces are involved, he must return alive to report this information to the Holy See. Morris, who was being cautious, suddenly discovered that the two mysterious men standing in the middle suddenly turned to look at the city gate on the right at the same time. But they looked at each other fearfully. At this moment, the city gate suddenly exploded! Two groups of men rushed into the city, stabbing and stabbing each other!

Morris and other people from several forces took a closer look and shouted in unison: "The black orcs from the north! The royal elves from the nine major clans in the south!" Sure enough, one of them was wearing a few simple pieces of black armor, covered in black. Qi was holding a mess of weapons. He was grinning and yelling at the person opposite. On the other side, there is uniform green hair. Both men and women are handsome and beautiful. The armor that contains art and beauty, and the pointed ears that stick to the hair, all reveal that it is an elf that ordinary people have never seen in their lives!

Seeing the black orc, the barbarian had the biggest reaction. He immediately raised his huge ax and hammer, bared his teeth and made a fighting stance and roared: "Dirty and despicable black orcs! Today I will let you repay the blood debt of three thousand brothers on Bega Grassland!"

As he said that, he would lead people to rush towards these black orcs. The beautiful elf woman who was holding a bent bow and riding an elf arrow was about to hit the mark. She had light green hair, white and tender skin that would make a human baby blush, a tall and bumpy figure, and a pair of heroic eyes. All of them say that this is an elf beauty who can make men's blood boil!

At this time, her pointed ears twitched, she looked at the angry barbarian, and immediately uttered a voice as sweet as a nightingale: "But the Luluk Dynasty of Bega Grassland? We are the head of the nine clans in the Dark Forest, descendants of God. The descendants of Salamander. I am the seventh princess Windsor, Salamander! I admire that the blood of Marcus, the God of War, flows in your body. Although we each believe in different gods, if you and I join forces to defeat this beast that knows how to destroy If you fight with the despicable races that plunder, you will gain the friendship of our elves, and you will be able to discuss the fine iron trade with our queen!"

Elves are not stupid, they are just peace-loving. There is no shortage of iron ore in the rich forest, and there are even precious metals. As for the Luluk Dynasty, they live in the northern cold land all year round, where it snows all year round. Not only is iron ore scarce, it is also extremely difficult to mine. Most of them trade with neighboring human countries and purchase small amounts of iron at huge prices. And Windsor's words are undoubtedly a great temptation to these barbarians!

Trading with the elves in the south will not only eliminate border disputes, but will also provide them with the iron ore they desperately need. And elves are famously peace-loving. There will be no conflict of interest with them! The leader of the barbarians is not an idiot, let alone Windsor's words. After all, it is a glimmer of hope. It is the ability to equip all Ruruk warriors and destroy the orcs' hope of unifying the north and establishing an eternal kingdom! As the Varangian guard captain of the Ruluk Dynasty, he will not miss this opportunity!

With this thought in mind, the tall captain swung his beard and shouted righteously: "Despicable black orcs! Not only did they plunder our hometown, they actually targeted our peace-loving elven friends! You people who believe in the Darkness The demons of God Belair! I will completely destroy you today!"

After that, with the powerful barbarian behind him, Xiongjiujiu charged forward in a high spirited manner. Princess Windsor breathed a sigh of relief. If these forces did not help, the elves who had received special orders to leave the dark forest in a hurry might never come back. This is great, the situation has reversed!

Unfortunately, things are far from that simple. Before Windsor had time to smile, the black orc with a mouth full of protruding fangs, dark purple skin and decent clothing narrowed his blood-red eyes and shouted happily: "Summon the Bitter Water Dragon! The gift given by the Demon Lord can be ranked first." It comes in handy!”

Next to them, the Wizards of the Forest of Helllit Tower and the Brotherhood of Fire and Sword were standing there as if they had nothing to do with them. At this moment, he became solemn at the same time, picked up both the wand and the magic sword, and yelled a little bit angrily: "Black Orcs! Your holiday with them has nothing to do with us! If our brotherhood is implicated, the Black Orcs' camp will be closed tomorrow. The flag of fire and sword will be hung!" As soon as he finished speaking, the mage of Tower Forest immediately said: "The three masters will be prosperous and suffer losses. At that time, there will only be the mythical fire rain and meteors. The forbidden curse will reappear in the north!"

Who knows, this dirty and ugly black orc chuckled, with a ferocious murderous intent on his face: "Humans, elves! If I kill you, no one will go out to inform!" As soon as he finished speaking, a loud sound suddenly sounded from the horizon. roar. The sound penetrated the city wall without any hindrance like a sharp blade and pierced into people's ears! At this moment, the expressions of Maurice on the Inquisition side, the mage of the Tower Forest, the magic swordsman, the barbarian, and the princess Windsor all changed at the same time! And those students of the Free Masons, who were helpless, covered their ears and fell to their knees in pain!

The next moment, just as the roar in my ears began to subside, there were suddenly three huge creatures flapping their fleshy wings in the sky. They had four sharp straight horns on their heads, gray scales all over their bodies, and huge ones on their feet. The ferocious barbed claws swooped over with the ferocity of destroying everything! Morris and others saw the origins of these three huge creatures at a glance, and shouted in shock: "Bitter Water Dragon!"

The bitter water dragon is an extremely ferocious dragon that only exists in the north. It is said to be a dragon, but actually it belongs to the sub-dragon species. A true pure-blood dragon is a giant dragon, and its heroic appearance can only be imagined in myths. However, although this bitter water dragon is a sub-dragon species, it lives and breeds in the huge Hada Salt Lake in the north all year round. Therefore, it can emit extremely corrosive breath.

The Hada Salt Lake is too salty and tastes very bitter, so local residents call it bitter water. This is where the name Bitter Water Dragon comes from. And because the bitter water dragon has rough skin and thick flesh, it is difficult to be harmed by ordinary sword magic. In the cold northern land, it is a creature that even the army dare not provoke.

Morris was shocked to make an estimate and found that these three were all adult bitter water dragons. Each head is a full twenty meters long, and the wings are spread out a full fifty meters wide! Three heads swooped in, enough to kill more than half of the major forces here in one go!

At this critical moment, the elves immediately bent their bows and arrows, and the magic swordsman took out the shield on his back. Be prepared to resist the breath. The barbarian picked up the giant ax and prepared to give the bitter water dragon a fatal blow. Morris and others immediately ran to the back of the team, always ready to treat the injured. Assassins, the major forces who were originally suspicious of each other and at war with each other, miraculously united to face this unimaginable enemy!

The black orcs who had already run away smiled proudly. He didn't think that the three bitter water dragons could deal with the elites of these major forces. But if you can weaken them to a great extent, it's worth it. Also completed the mission of the Demon Lord.

It's a pity that the short-sighted black orcs didn't care at all about the two people of unknown influence standing on the edge of the team, strolling around. He has no idea what kind of enemies he will face in this mission!