Chapter 701: The Dragon Riders' Massacre of Cannon Fodder

Chapter 710 The Dragon Riders' Massacre of Cannon Fodder

At this moment, a team of Orcs was wandering on the Graton Plains, looking for today's food. Some time ago, their scouts accidentally discovered a northern nomadic village. This human group had just migrated here. It was normal for civilians in areas like the North that were in danger of falling day and night to migrate frequently, so such a spectacle appeared in the entire northern wilderness. Human tribes migrated to avoid danger, and Orc tribes also migrated because they lost their food sources due to the migration of human tribes. Therefore, the territories of various races in the wilderness were moving...

"Roar, roar, roar! There is the aroma of food!" The leading Orc scout suddenly raised his head and opened his nostrils to smell the smell in the air, and saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth.

"It's barbecue!" The Orc scout said excitedly. Obviously, only intelligent races can make barbecue, which also means that they will find food.

"Then why don't you lead the way! Get out!" The only warrior in the team, a second-level warrior, waved the simple halberd in his hand and kicked the scout over angrily. He had only drunk some water and eaten a few worms in the past few days. These things couldn't even fill the gaps between his teeth. Now he was extremely hungry for protein!

"Hurry up! I want to eat meat!"

"Eat meat! Eat meat!"

The orc team was boiling, and the orcs were noisy and chaotic!

"Roar!" The second-level orc warrior roared and swung the halberd in his hand and smashed it into the ground, creating a gully! There was a crazy look in his eyes.

"Quiet! You idiots!" The orc warrior frightened everyone with a death gaze. All the orcs stopped and looked at the orc warrior with fear.

"We will sneak over and attack them! Those humans are as cunning as moles in the wilderness. If they find any movement, it will be difficult to find them!" The orc warrior was obviously more experienced, and it was obvious that he had done this all day long before.

"My Lord, you are so smart! This time we will definitely kill those humans and have a good meal!" The orcs were praising the orc warriors crazily, and they were so proud of themselves.

"I'm afraid you don't have that chance." A calm voice sounded from beside the orcs as they gathered together to compliment each other.

"Roar! Who are you?" The orcs were horrified and looked for the source of the sound. As a result, they found Kaslo sitting on the ground roasting a fire not far away.

"My Lord! He has food!" A sharp-eyed orc pointed at the scattered chicken bones in front of Kaslo and screamed. Obviously, just the simple bones made these hungry orcs drool.

"A lone human? Kill him!" The orc warrior first looked around cautiously and found that there was no ambush. After that, his confidence increased immediately. He waved his hand and ordered everyone to besiege Kaslo.

"Tsk tsk tsk! I don't even need an ambush to kill you!" Kaslo held his forehead and sighed. He thought too much of himself. A group of cannon fodder-level orcs were not even enough for him to warm up. Even drawing the sword was an insult to Kaslo.

"Alas, since I saw you, you can all stay and be fertilizer for the flowers!" Kaslo looked at the orcs rushing up and raised his mouth slightly, revealing a cruel smile.

"Kill him! Kill this human and we will have food!"

"I'm hungry! I want to eat meat!"

The orcs rushed over noisily with all kinds of weapons. Not to mention the lineup, there was not even a single order. The whole mob performed in front of Kaslo like a clown.

"Compared to those elite orcs from Gangbada and Dol Guldur... you are too weak!" Kaslo said, and his figure flashed, and the next second he appeared in front of an orc.

"Bang!" The iron fist that gathered the wind dragon power suddenly smashed the orc's chest, the ribs were hammered and burst, and the entire chest cavity collapsed. As the dragon power bloomed, the sharp wind element directly tore the orc's body and tore it into pieces, and then raised a puff of blood mist!

"Too slow!" Kaslo shook his head and stomped his feet suddenly. As the ground cracked, his body instantly bounced up and fell in front of another orc.

"Puff!" A casual palm smashed the entire orc's head into his stomach at the physical level...

"Plop!" After the headless body staggered and fell, the orcs panicked.

"Swish!" Kaslo's figure disappeared again.

"Where is he?"

"That human is gone?"

"I can't see him!"

"Demon! He is a demon!" An orc turned his head and wanted to run. Obviously, Kaslo's elusive killing scared it. As a pure wasteland orc, it is just a routine operation to rise up with the wind and slip against the wind.

"Puff!" Before it could run two steps, the Orc warrior chopped it down with a knife.

"Those who desert will be killed without mercy!" The Orc warrior roared in fear. It was obvious that it had some brains, but not much... Although unity can increase the survival rate, when the quality gap is so large that the number cannot make up, grouping together for warmth is just an opportunity for others to gather and annihilate it!

"Haha, interesting!" Kaslo's voice became illusory again.

"Afterimage! That's an afterimage!" When the Orcs found Kaslo's figure, they found that the figure left in the original place was slowly disappearing. Obviously, this was the afterimage left after the speed reached an extreme speed.

"Puff! Puff!" Two big heads flew up. Kaslo put his palms together like a knife and released the dragon power directly. The effect was not much worse than a war knife. With the characteristics of the wind attribute, this hand knife was sharper than most weapons!

"Die!" The half-orc warrior who seized the opportunity finally had the opportunity to swing his war halberd. It fiercely hit Kaslo's head with a forceful blow, trying to kill him with one blow.

"Swish!" Kaslo casually raised the sharp wind element and directly cut the rough war halberd. When the half-orc warrior took back his weapon and planned to hit again, he found that only a small half of the halberd blade was left.

"You have the courage to raise a knife to me? It's a good courage, but who gave you the courage to swing a knife at me?" Kaslo narrowed his eyes and pressed the murderous aura towards the only half-orc professional. The half-orc warrior, shrouded in fear, instantly stiffened and couldn't move. When he came back to his senses, he immediately realized something.

"No!" Before it finished speaking, it completely turned into a puff of blood mist and flew away...

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"You're still fighting a bunch of trash for so long? I'll kill them all with a yawn!" Cardo said helplessly, dissatisfied with Kaslo's efficiency.

"I don't want others to know that a storm dragon appeared here! We should hide our whereabouts as much as possible!" Kaslo shook his head. Since the Forbidden Spell War, the Kingdom of Lagran has become famous all over the world, and the high-level combat power in the kingdom has also become famous all over the world. As the first dragon rider of the kingdom, Kaslo naturally entered the small notebooks of major forces. The alliance doesn't matter, but I'm afraid that the orcs and the Ringwraiths will know and ambush me with black arrows. Although the dragon is awesome, it can't fly with black arrows! Thinking of this, Kaslo once again "thank" the dwarf's eight generations of ancestors...

"Okay, okay! I'm tired, you go by yourself!" Cardo waved his claws and hung on Kaslo's shoulders and closed his eyes.

"Okay, I'll find a place to sleep at night!" Kaslo stretched and said.

I've been working on my thesis recently and it's been a headache for me. I wrote it like a piece of Middle-earth... I almost let my supervisor eat me...