Chapter 678 The Final Mission

The sky of the Wugo Prairie is always cloudless and clear, but at this moment, a series of black shadows suddenly streaked across the sky.

——That was the aviation corps of the Burning Empire, a special army composed of flying dragons wearing "Skyfire" armor.

Singo's smiling voice came from the intercom: "Mantou, you have to be careful this time, don't become a burnt mantou again."

Hearing this, the other flying dragon knights also laughed happily.

"Mantou, how much experience did you lose when you died, ten thousand or not?"

"I know."

Mantou's face suddenly darkened, and he replied unhappily.

"What are you laughing at? If I hadn't cut off the rear at the cost of my life, I don't know how many people would have been killed by that big muscle orc."

"Okay, okay, you have worked hard and made great contributions, and you are a great hero among us, and you died because of the plane crash, so I will call you 'Lao Da'." Suddenly, there was another burst of laughter in the intercom.

"You fucking——"

Mantou blushed and stopped arguing with them, just browsing the mission information.

This time, their mission is very simple: destroy the breeding ground of the green-skinned orcs and completely eliminate this race with terrifying reproductive ability.

The imperial court wizard has used magic to explore a lot of information. These orcs come from the Bindler River, or more accurately, the source of the river - the Inafu Valley.

The valley is full of dense green mushrooms. Almost every day, thousands of new orcs are born in the valley, and as the black-green river flows, the orc spores will spread all over the Ugo Prairie.

Looking at this information, Mantou sighed: "I thought I came to Erezegai as a brave man to save the world, but I didn't expect to come to fly a dragon and blow up the valley."

Singo said: "The kind of adventurer you mentioned who does the task honestly has not yet reached level 10. You can sneak with your current strength."

Mantou smiled awkwardly: "That's right, that's right."

Suddenly, Curtis's voice came from the intercom: "Everyone, you are approaching the destination of the mission. I have detected a very strong beastman force field. Please activate the protective concealment system immediately."

"Yes."

Mantou pressed the button, and a torrent of light particles was released from the Skyfire Armor, gradually combining into a hexagonal light shield with countless faces connected together.

Under the cover of the light shield, the two-legged dragon disappeared directly out of thin air, hiding in the air, and the sky became as clean and clear as usual.

You should know that for this mission, the Empire has invested a lot of money. In each piece of "Skyfire Armor", a scale shed by the Burning Emperor is embedded, which contains legendary power.

Soon, Mantou saw the Yinafu Mountain in the distance. This mountain named after the orc god of war is particularly tall and steep, and the valley is even more unfathomable, exuding a strange atmosphere.

"This should be the mission site." Seeing the valley filled with light green mist, Mantou swallowed his saliva and thought to himself that this place is really weird.

Even with the barrier of the protection system, he still felt trembling all over the moment he entered the airspace, and the flying dragon under him was also a little shaky.

"The emergency brake system has failed!"

"The gravity system has failed!"

"Warning! Encountered magic turbulence! The magic defense system has failed!"

Red warning characters appeared on Mantou's display screen one after another. He was suddenly a little panicked, and sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Damn, what's going on?"

But fortunately, the turbulence did not damage his power system, so Mantou was still able to control the wyvern and avoid crashing again into the orcs' lair.

There was a chaotic noise in the intercom, and Curtis's voice became intermittent: "You. Huahuahua. Have entered the mission destination.

Please be sure to complete the mission within three days. Huahuahua. Click."

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the communication connection with the headquarters was completely cut off, and it was unknown when it would be restored.

"This place is so fucking weird!" Mantou finally cursed out loud.

The dragon riders responded: "Yes, fortunately there is a protection system, otherwise we would all crash like Mantou before."

"Be careful, there are probably many powerful orcs in this nest, and it is inevitable that there will be a legendary boss like last time."

Mantou protested: "Can you stop talking about me? Complete the task quickly, otherwise we will all be doomed!"

Singo was hovering in the sky, constantly collecting data, and a clear map gradually appeared on his screen.

He shared the map with other people in the aviation corps and said in a deep voice: "That valley should be the breeding ground of the green-skinned orcs and the source of the Bindler River.

And our mission is to blow it up."

Deep in the Inav Valley.

Everywhere is filled with light green orc spores, the water is filled with sticky, dirty black-green substances, and the dark part of the valley is full of mushroom-like fungi.

Solo stood beside the Bindler River, staring at the flowing water, and ordered: "Throw them all in."

"Yes, Great Chieftain."

The green-skinned orcs untied the blood-soaked sacks on their backs, which were filled with the mutilated bodies of orcs - heads with despair in their eyes, hands and feet cut off by sharp weapons, or torsos cut open.

There are not only the clan leaders who planned the rebellion, but also the elite soldiers of each clan, but at this moment, the best of these former orcs turned into broken corpses.

Three days ago, Solo hung out the heads of the clan leaders and listed them as traitors of the orc family.

At the moment of seeing those heads, there was an uproar inside the red blood tribe. The pure blood orcs were frightened. The loyal soldiers of many clan such as the crow and the frost wolf were full of anger, scolding Solo, resisting.

But Solo's green -leather orc army has already surrounded here, and these blood -raging orcs waved their butcher knife relentlessly and killed those resistances.

On that day, the blood of the orc was stained with the red valley, and the massacre was also called "bloody day" in fear of pure blood orcs.

At this point, Solo has completely controlled the red blood tribe, and any orcs who tried to stand independently or even resist Solo must think about the ending of the same family who died in the massacre.

"Hey!"

"Throw them all!"

"Hahaha, these old guys!"

The green -skinned orcs were busy towards the world, throwing those broken corpses into their mother's river -the Binler River.

This group of brutal guys have no guilty sense of killing their nominal "same clan", but they are happy and feel quite refreshing.

They have long seen that this group of "old things" with nostrils is upset.

Solo hugged his arms and looked at the flowing black and green river with scarred gaze: "With these extraordinary orc corpses nourishing, it should be able to give birth to a stronger new orc.

Five years, no, or five years, it only takes three years. With the care of the Father God, I can train a legendary orc legion that is invincible.

By the time, I would occupy Avadeldan first, kill the empire in the light, and then led the army to invade the Ember Empire. "

Thinking of this, Solo couldn't help licking his lips, his eyes were filled with blood, and his hands trembled.

What a beautiful future?

All humiliation and anger will be swept away in the boundless killing. The orcs will turn into a mobile natural disaster on the mainland, bringing eternal fear to those hypocritical and weak races.

Beying next to him, Moker, wearing a black robe, also smiled: "The chief, the quality of the raw materials this time is very high, especially the leader of the frost wolf clan. Orcs.

"Legend?"

Soro was a joy, and then frowned a little worried: "Moke, if that level of orcs were born, would it obey me?"

As the chief who succeeded in the temporary top of Batu, Solo most afraid was to lose his current status and betrayed his men.

Because of this, he will mercilessly kill the clan leaders and their followers in order to remove future troubles.

Moke smiled hoarsely and replied: "Of course, the chief, but you have the existence of the Father and God, and the status is much higher than that of these new orcs. They are born to surrender you."

When I heard this answer, Soro smiled and said, holding her arms, and said, "Of course, I want to lead the orc family to reproduce the ancient and glorious people."

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Suddenly, Moke turned his head and pointed to the dark part of the valley: "Have you seen it? That was the orc breed by the spores of the rock lizard's tribe leader."

"Stab!"

The humid soil suddenly raised a drum bag, and a hand with mucus stretched out of it, followed by a green strong body.

Soon, a green skin orc with a burly body height and a burly body broke out. As soon as it was born, it looked around. The turbid eyes were greedy, as if to eat everything around him.

"Waaagh!"

It shouted up to the sky and made a roar. Suddenly, countless green -skinned orcs nearby began to howl, and the sound was trembling.

Mock pointed at the new orc and laughed: "Adult, you see, the former new orc was fragile.

And now, the orcs breed in the body of those clan leaders are far taller and stronger than ordinary pure blood orcs. They are natural soldiers and will continue to evolve in war and plunder. These forces will be used for you. Essence

Within a few years, our orcs will become a great race that makes Faianso. "

"Very good, very good" Solo murmured, and emotions such as fanaticism, obsession, and expectation appeared on the ugly face.

At this moment, Mo Ke seemed to be aware of something, his complexion changed sharply, and his brows frowned.

"This is."

He slowly closed his eyes and looked anxious.

Soro asked hurriedly: "What happened?"

Today, the orc Saoman is Soro's left arm and right arm.

Soro has to make a stronger and loyal green -leather orc based on Moke's control of the Red Blood Tribe, so he is quite concerned about Moke.

Mo Ke opened his eyes, his tone was dignified, and his voice said hoarsely: "The chief of the chiefs, it seems that some foreigners have broken into the Iya Valley."

"What?"

Suddenly, Solo's eyes burst into a fierce light, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn. Is it the empire?

Must find that outsider! You must kill them! Intersection "His voice became more excited, and eventually he roared.

No wonder Solo was furious. The Inafu Valley was the source of the green-skinned orcs, and Solo regarded it as the hope for the rise of the orcs!

If even the Inafu Valley was gone, the orcs would be completely ruined and live forever in this barren wasteland - and his dream of becoming an orc hero would suddenly be shattered.

Thinking of this, Solo's face was grim, and he ordered loudly: "Even if you have to flatten the Inafu Mountain, you must find those outsiders for me! Kill them all!!"

"Yes, Chieftain."

Mok nodded in response and raised the vine scepter in his hand.

In an instant, through the spores and hyphae in the air, hundreds of thousands of orcs around heard Solo's order and knew that there was a daring "outsider" in the Inafu Valley.

"Did you hear the order from the chief!"

"Hey, outsiders, I wonder how they taste?"

"I haven't killed a living thing for several days, I'm dying of suffocation, I must find the outsiders this time!"

Hearing this news, the green-skinned orcs went crazy and chaotic. They searched every corner of the valley, wishing to turn it upside down and eat the outsiders alive.

In the eyes of the green-skinned orcs, outsiders are not a threat, but a good thing that can let them vent their desire to kill.

But they never thought that those so-called "outsiders" were not hidden in the valley, but were constantly hovering over their heads, although they were within the range of Yinafu Mountain.

"Until now - there is no news of outsiders?"

"Not yet."

"How could this be?" Solo sat on the bone throne, his face extremely gloomy, and he was about to be unable to suppress the anger in his eyes.

Hundreds of thousands of orcs under his command searched for a whole day, searching every corner of the Yinafu Mountain, but still failed to find those outsiders, and even found no trace of the other party.

"Mok, are you wrong?"

Mok shook his head firmly: "Great Chief, I am absolutely not wrong. There must be outsiders coming in, otherwise the spore network would not vibrate inexplicably."

Solo slapped the table angrily and questioned: "There are hundreds of thousands of orcs in the Yinafu Valley. Even they can't be found. Could it be that those outsiders have spread their wings and flew away-"

Speaking of this, Solo suddenly changed color and murmured: "Heaven, heaven! They are in the sky! Those imperial people can control flying dragons!"

Mok's face was also a little uncertain: "Impossible, then why didn't anyone find them."

"Swoosh-"

The piercing scream resounded through the sky.

"No, no——"

Solo rushed out of the tent almost frantically, but saw a metal ball falling from the sky, directly falling to the source of the Bindler River - the Inav Valley.