The Dragon of the Apocalypse

Chapter 31 Orcs and Elves

Then he burped and happily took off after a run-up!

The fair skin of the elves who witnessed all this turned red, and their eyes were blood red, almost dripping with blood!

Several people wanted to rush forward and fight Rand, but they were dissuaded by the elf leader.

On the entire grassland, only the surviving orcs and elves were left.

The half-orc leader looked at the elves and snorted coldly:

"What ridiculous elves! You who claim to be kind will actually surrender to an evil dragon that kills your own people and regards itself as food? The god you believe in will cry for your shame."

"You! We elves are not afraid of death at all! You..." A group of elves were so angry that they immediately wanted to retort and cursed the orcs.

But the elf leader shouted: "Shut up! Don't talk to the orcs!"

This made the other elves feel as if they were mourning their heirs, and all of them were dejected.

"Hmph! Cunning elves! You must not surrender sincerely, right?" the orcs shouted loudly.

"Yes or no, what does it have to do with you?"

"Hmph! Now you and I are both the master's dependents, but I surrendered before you, so my status is naturally higher than yours. I have the right to discipline you disobedient inferior creatures on behalf of the master."

"Idiot! You'd better stay away from us!" The elves were all very angry because of what happened just now, and they showed no sign of weakness when facing the orcs.

Both sides started yelling and swearing again.

Until Rand, who was flying in the sky, landed again a thousand meters away from the Elf Orcs.

Accompanied by a rumbling sound.

Even thousands of meters away, the elves and orcs felt the ground shaking and almost couldn't stand firm!

If the other side targets them again, the casualties are unimaginable...

The faces of the elves were gloomy and uncertain.

This evil dragon! Why do you do such strange things? And why can he still survive after doing such a thing? Not even harmed?

Although the dragon's defense ability is strong, it has never been so outrageous!

Many elves, half-orcs cannot understand this.

Not far away, in a deep pit filled with smoke and dust.

Rand did not get up from the pothole immediately. At 450 kilometers per hour, his power indeed increased again, but accordingly, he also suffered considerable damage!

All the internal organs in the whole body were shaking.

On the shoulder armor area, many scales even shattered upon impact, bleeding out.

It seems that it has almost reached its limit.

Even if we continue to accelerate, we can probably reach a speed of 30-40 per hour.

If it were any higher, his life might be in danger.

Dragon Meteor is a very interesting move.

It's like simulating a meteorite landing.

The damage range is extremely wide and extremely powerful.

However, there is also an important flaw.

That's this move. You can't hit the target directly on the way down!

His [Son of the Earth] only reduces damage from the earth.

If he hits something else on the way, he will also receive all the damage.

However, this is also relative.

If he hits ordinary flesh and blood life, birds in the sky, or humans on the ground, then Rand will not be harmed much.

After all, at the moment of contact, these fragile guys were smashed into pieces like paper!

The real damage that can be done to Rand is extremely limited.

It can even be ignored.

But if Rand hits a solid city wall, steel, or other dragon, the result may be very bad...

He lay in the hole for a long time.

The elves not far away all had expressions of anticipation on their faces. Maybe this evil dragon killed itself?

If that's the case, that would make the elf very happy!

They stared expectantly at where Rand fell.

Until Rand slowly got up, his expectation turned into disappointment.

"You guys! Come here!"

Rand suddenly yelled at the elves and orcs, causing the two groups of guys to slowly come closer.

"The entertainment time has passed, now let's get to know each other happily again.

My name is Rand Safis Oakburn, your future master.

You should be the leaders of your respective tribes. Tell me what your names are? "

Rand squatted on the ground and looked at the orcs and elves standing at the front. The two people who had surrendered before said.

behind them.

The orcs looked a little afraid, a little reverent, and awe-stricken.

As for the elves, most of them have unconcealable fear and hatred.

Rand was not surprised by this, nor did he care about the inner activities of a group of food reserves.

"Master, my name is Gewu Skullshatter, a half-orc who has inherited the name of the great god of orcs!" said the orc leader, who had scars on his face and looked particularly ugly and rough.

"Master, my name is Ai Qiusha." The leader of the elf clan said expressionlessly.

"Except for the current members of your tribe, is there anyone else in your tribe?" Rand asked.

"Back to the master, there are some old people and children among our boulders, about sixty or so." Before the half-orc Ugg could answer, the old shaman behind him replied first.

"Yes, yes! There are almost all these tribesmen!" Ge Wu nodded repeatedly.

"There are more than two hundred tribesmen in the forest." Elf Ai Qiusha replied simply.

“Call them all over here! Meet their new owners.

Um! And your treasures! Bring it to me too! " Rand warned, emphasizing the pronunciation of the word treasure.

The orcs and elves did not dare to disobey, and after a while, they each arrived with their own tribesmen.

Among the orcs, there are only a few gray-haired old people, and most of them are very young children.

It's no wonder. Among a race that seeks strength like the orcs, the old, weak, sick and disabled probably won't get much preferential treatment, and they are considered useless.

Those who are alive to this day may have some status and have made great contributions to the clan.

There are quite a few people on the Elf side, including the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled. Their faces are full of anxiety and fear. It is obvious that they have learned about their situation on the way here.

The two tribes combined have a total population of almost 600.

It will have some effect in the future.

As for the treasure...

The orcs brought him pieces of good-looking animal skins, as well as some bone chains made of the skulls of other creatures.

What the elves brought were some hats and dresses made of flowers and plants, as well as some wooden artworks with good craftsmanship.

How should I put it, they are not in Rand's eyes.

When they are not converted into corresponding gold and silver coins, these flimsy things are not very popular with the chromatic dragons.

Of course, the most important thing is that these things themselves are not very valuable.

Rand just waved his paw and told them to put it aside and find an opportunity to show up with humans.

He looked at these guys for a while and then said:

"I was a little tired from playing just now, and now I'm quite bored. Aren't you elves good at art? You can just give me a dance to cheer me up."

Rand spoke with interest.

Thanks to xiaotang246 for the 100 coin reward.

Give in! Give in!

Originally, the protagonist in these two chapters would be able to find ways to satisfy his craving, but he didn’t dare to write them.

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