Destroyer of Ice and Fire

“Are we back in the Great Dragon War era? ”

A Royal Thorn Corps magician muttered to himself in the face of a giant steel wall in the Thorn Swamp.

The thorny marshes in sight have boiled completely, with two distinct teams filled with the sight of all the magicians on the giant steel wall.

Both teams are dense and numb with no end in sight.

One is an orcs carrying a variety of seemingly coarse weapons, and the other is a variety of beasts and trolls.

Legions of orcs carrying all kinds of home-made weapons lay the ground… this view, not to mention the Royal Thorn Legion, has never even been seen in the days of the Wizards, in all the Legions of the Doraster Continent.

This is what happens only in the classics of the Dragon War era.

“Uncle, how come there are so many Orcs? ”

A surprising voice sounded behind the magician of the Royal Thorn Legion.

The magician and some of the magicians around him turned subconsciously, all stunned, "Erin? ”

They recognised that standing behind them at this moment was Erin, who had previously entered the Heart Killer Room training.

“What a thriving life force! ”

Almost at the same time, these magicians were shocked.

Because of the heat in Erin, the heat that emanates, even makes them feel like there's a giant oven standing there.

After a fierce battle, did the internal blood flow completely open?

But even those purely powerful trolls don't necessarily have this much blood flow, do they?

And this kind of heat, in itself, is a symbol of physical strength, which can only be emitted under intense motion if each tiny molecule in the body contains an astonishing amount of energy.

“Uncle, how come there are so many Orcs? ”

The magicians were all stunned, but Erin couldn't bear to ask again.

“How do we know. ”

These artists all found Erin's question strange, and one of them answered helplessly, "Over the past hundred years, there has been little trace of orcs, possibly a large number of orcs in the Thorny Swamp itself, but they have been suppressed by some force and kept hidden. ”

“So there could be a Bishop Evil Dragon in the Thorny Swamp?” Erin thought, "Bishop Evil Dragon himself has a lot of mysterious whereabouts, he doesn't know where they are, and such Orcs and so many giant monsters, at least with that level of strength to organize and suppress, right? ”

“Very likely! ”

These magicians were not aware of the shock and their eyes flashed violently.

Although Erin just said it casually, it seemed highly probable.

“Where did the Orc come from? It's not a man, it's not a troll.” Erin couldn't help but mumble.

“Don't you know?” Several magicians stared incredibly wide-eyed.

“You know what?” Ellington looked forward to seeing them.

The guy who can even pass the special training of the heart chamber... even the Orcs don't know how to get here because he lacks so much knowledge?

Several magicians developed the urge to vomit blood.

“As early as the Great Dragon War, in order to be able to build a strong legion, the Evil Dragon King needed a lot of effort to help him carry out the lowest level of heavy work, such as digging mines, moving things, hunting, collecting, saving war food, and so on. These bitter forces must be staggering, simple and well-nourished, without eating too fine and powerful food and medicines as regular legions of magicians, so some of the magicians under the Dragon King used the earliest batch of prisoners of war and beast hybrids they had plundered, giants, humans, beasts, goblins, dwarves… they used a variety of prisoners of war as experiments, cultivating a variety of mutated Orcs. All of these Orcs became the bitter power of the Dragon King, and most of all, behind the army of the Dragon King, there were more than a million Orcs. ”

“Orcs are all kinds of experiments, and blood to the extreme. After a long hard life of natural phase-out, what survives is usually the most coarse food that can grow well, has amazing physical strength, and almost no sickly weeds exist in all sorts of messy places. ”

“In the middle of the Great Dragon War, many magicians believed that the Orcs themselves were victims under the power of the Evil Dragon King, so many magicians went to their successors to try to save the Orcs, but eventually all these magicians failed. The most critical reason is not the slavery naturally formed by the Orcs over the years and the worship of the original power of the Evil Dragon King, but the character and essence of the Orcs are still closer to the animals, violence, greed, like dirty environment, etc. It is their commonality. Instead, they themselves like to be bandits of violence, which in itself cannot be integrated into the normal kingdom order, peace and environment are incompatible, so throughout the era of the Great Dragon War, they themselves have chosen to stand with the Evil Dragon King and become loyal slaves to the Evil Dragon King, because they like that.” One of the magicians was very skilled, and he directly carried a note from a book, which had originally flown out quickly.

“What a bitch! ”

Ellington's silent expression, "Give them the worst food, give them the dirtiest, the most tiring work, give them the worst place to live, they like it? ”

“Yeah.”

A magician's eyes naturally reveal a despicable color, "because with the army of evil dragon kings, they can loot, destroy and bully the weak at will. During the long years of the Great Dragon War, the main task of the Orcs was to massacre and rob some of the weak dwarves, the Goblin tribes. Many of the weaker races are extinct in the hands of the Orcs. ”

“Do you dare to bully only the weak ones? Then why are you attacking the Legion Fortress like this?” Erin whispered.

“Because the era of dragons is over, there are not so many powerful men and powerful regiments anymore. In the middle and early years of the Great Dragon War, when the sky was flying with many powerful dragons and magicians, one dragon breath could burn down a small half-city pool, one magician who opened seven doors, and one curse-proof technique could instantly kill hundreds of powerful magicians, these colors did not dare to show up and only hide in the mine trenches of distant logistics units. ”

One of the magicians scornfully laughed: “At that time, the magicians in the powerful regiment were counting at least tens of thousands of years, and there were many epic magician weapons, but by the end of the Great Dragon War, the vast majority of the powerful regiments had died in battle, and the Orcs had begun to be formed into regiments. After a period of confusion and darkness, the number and strength of magicians have declined dramatically, which is why these Orcs now dare to do this to the Imperial Attack Corps Fortress. ”

“Uncle, you all look down on them.” Erin opened his eyes and looked at these Legion magicians, "but I think you're all nervous, worried, even a little scared. ”

“Tension and fear, even fear, and contempt are not the same thing.” An instructor-like magician looked at Erin with a hint of pride and said, "Only those who dare to fight for the faith in their hearts, no matter what their opponents are, are true magicians. People like them only think they are strong, they only bully the weak and the weak, and no matter what kind of performance they get, they are despised. ”

“Well, guys like them, even if they break Fierrozer, will still be despised by all the magicians.” Erin said that he was intentionally burning.

“... don't be such a crow mouth, okay?” A group of people are speechless.

“Uncle, that guy is so tall! More than twice as tall as all orcs, right? At least six or seven meters!” At this point, Erin was surprised to hear it again.

“One-eyed Ogre Giant! ”

A bunch of magicians are creepy, and their faces are all snowy.

Crow's mouth could really come true, even these orcs have it!

“Cyclops? Isn't it amazing? What's so weird? It really seems to have only one eye and his skin is blue!” Erin was thrilled to measure the Cyclops rushing in front of all Orcs.

Seven-metre tall Cyclops carry a rough, indiscriminately made metal stick, but the metal stick is over 10 metres long and looks terrible in weight.

Every step taken by the Cyclops was more than a dozen meters away, every step falling, as if a hill had struck the ground, and the momentum was terrifying.

“The One-Eyed Cannibal Giant is a natural gliologic anti-skin that not only has amazing surgical resistance, but can also rebound and cushion a lot of power, and most of the techniques and even solid blades cannot damage him. And he possesses the mutating power of savages, giants, and dragon bloodlines, even more powerful than ordinary pureblooded giants!” One of the magicians explained coldly that his heart was so cold that his hair seemed to be chilling.

One-Eyed Cannibal Giant is a fully mobile siege fortress with such a hard roof that defenses can easily be opened.

“Too bad it's humanoid, can't eat it.” Erin's mumbling sounded.

“What, you want more?” A bunch of magicians burst their scalp.

“But okay, there are so many trolls. But how come there's no such thing as a giant monster?” Erin looked at the army of giant monsters on one side of the tide with some suspicion, "so many monsters should also be especially big, especially powerful, right? ”

“Boom!”

Almost as soon as Arryn spoke, a dozen meters of land in a circle fell apart at the forefront of the Trolley of Trolls, and the fountain rose.

A tens of metres long magnificent magnificent magnificent magnificent red shadow made a strange roar and rushed out of the ground.

“Locust Monarch! ”

All the Buckthorn Legion magicians around Erin were all sweating and crying without tears, "Will you stop being such a crow mouth! ”