Chapter 304 Stop It, Don't Fight Anymore

"What a big golden dragon."

When the orc king Grom, standing on the top of the hill, saw the golden dragon soaring in the sky with golden light, he couldn't help but exclaimed, showing the vulgarity of a desert beast king.

"Saka, I'm a little itchy, what should I do?"

"Please be patient, you will have a chance later, otherwise I won't let you come with me."

The high priest glanced at the orc king next to him who even took out the holy objects, and hurriedly comforted him.

"Then can you stop him from running away?"

Grom stared at the approaching golden dragon with a sharp gaze, feeling the oppression he had not felt for a long time, and made a request.

"I'll try my best."

The old priest shook his head helplessly, and then looked at the golden dragon descending from the sky with his turbid eyes.

"Golden dragon from another world, why do you have such strong malice towards us orcs? Is it just because we orcs represent ignorance and backwardness in your eyes, or because we are not as pleasing to you as humans, so you target us? And launch an extermination attack on us orcs."

Noah looked down at the two orcs standing side by side, one old and one young, like two muscular mountains. After hearing the questioning of the old orc, he couldn't help but show surprise.

"Why are you so confused? You who still maintain the tribal system are indeed full of ignorance and backwardness in my eyes. Your appearance is indeed not as pleasing as humans.

But these are not the reasons why I attacked you, but because you orcs hurt my parents, that's all."

Although Noah wanted to say that there was no difference between all living things in his eyes, unfortunately, he had not yet reached the state of treating all living things as straw dogs, so Noah frankly admitted his own prejudice against orcs.

However, this cannot be regarded as prejudice, because the orcs have always advocated the style of force, which has caused them to lag far behind other races on the road of civilization development. Or the difference between them and monsters is that they can still maintain the tribal system.

If the orcs cannot even maintain these, no matter how many wandering orc groups there are, they can only sit at the same table with the monsters in the wilderness.

"The golden dragon that helped humans resist the attack of the Blood Axe and Stone Fang tribes is your parent?"

Not only the orc high priest was surprised, but even the orc king Grom, who had promised to remain silent, was also surprised.

"Yes, what's the problem?"

"Sure enough, you are an extraordinary dragon."

The high priest obviously did not know the relevant concept of ancestral dragons, but he could detect the abnormality of Noah. The feedback from the spirit of the earth to him was unprecedentedly strong, both fearful and yearning, which surprised the old orc. This was something he had never seen before.

"You are also the strongest orcs I have never seen."

Although the old orc in front of him praised him quite a bit, Noah was also amazed at the strength of the two orcs in front of him. This was the strongest creature in the material world he had ever seen, except for his adoptive father Cassius.

Although from the perspective of the shape, the other party was not enough to fill the gaps in his teeth when his dragon body had grown to 112 meters, but in fact, that was just the other party's disguise.

Creatures in this realm have long abandoned the shackles and influence brought by racial blood. Any race born extraordinary will find it difficult to establish a blood-based advantage in front of them.

The reason why the two orcs in front of him still have the current appearance is only because of the cognitive influence formed by their growth memories from childhood to adulthood.

If they abandon their racial identity, they can easily distort their own body and shape the body they want.

Noah was able to strengthen and transform his dragon body and make evolutionary adjustments many times during the process of sleeping and transformation, which is due to this.

But no matter how Noah changes, he is still a dragon, because the basis of his change comes from his blood, which is completely different from the two orcs in front of him.

The power these two orcs now have has little to do with their own racial bloodline. It can be said that the reason why they are orcs is that they are willing to do so.

"So, Dragon, you have already completed revenge for your parents, why do you still stay here?"

"Because I received the reward. Grodia is now my vassal, and they are now facing your threat. I have the obligation to protect my vassal."

"When did Grodia become your vassal?"

The orc king on the side could no longer remain silent and asked directly.

Because he remembered clearly that the envoys who went to Grodia to negotiate in his name should have signed a surrender contract with the human office. According to the time speculation, this country should now surrender to the orcs and become a vassal of the tribal alliance.

"When I wiped out your two tribes, Grodia was given to me by their current ruler as a reward for my actions."

"Didn't you do it because of your parents?"

"Yes, but I also eliminated the threat faced by humans, so they need to pay the price."

"Not a bad reason, but I am the priest of the orcs, and he is the king of the orcs. We can't just sit and watch our children being trampled by you like this. Two orc tribes have perished, and someone needs to pay the price for this."

Unable to suppress his restlessness and rage, the orc king Grom took a step forward. It had been a long time since any creature dared to be so arrogant in front of him.

As the orc took a step, the sky, which had been relatively good, suddenly turned gloomy. Even though Grom was just a warrior, his every breath and breath could disturb the atmosphere and directly affect the sky. change.

"I know, but I hope it ends here. Just as I can't stop you from destroying Grudia now, you can't stop me from counterattacking and killing ten times the number of orcs in retaliation."

Noah seemed not to notice the changed color of the sky, but instead made his own suggestion.

"Orcs never accept threats!"

Grom raised the holy object in his hand. It was a bone hammer stained with mottled blood and with many broken holes. In terms of appearance, it was no different from the weapons used by ordinary orcs, but the aura of time lingering on it and the floating The bloody light is enough to prove how extraordinary this war hammer is.

"This is not a threat, I am just stating the fact that I cannot protect the vassals I just accepted in front of you, but you cannot protect your people in front of me."

Noah's eyes fell on the Beastman King. The path taken by this Beastman demigod was completely different from that of the old priest beside him. The aura of the old Beastman was connected to the earth under his feet. If he hadn't spoken and communicated, Noah would have Treat him as a part of the mountains and the earth.

This orc king is like a walking super volcano, but the volcano contains blazing and boiling majestic blood like a vast ocean, which is somewhat similar to his ancestral dragon, but completely different.

"As a golden dragon, don't you think it's a shame to threaten us with orcs who are much weaker than you?"

"In what capacity are you talking to me? Aren't you the leader and leader of the orcs? To achieve the goal, you must do whatever it takes to be a qualified ruler."

Noah didn't care about the questioning of the old orc priest. In this world, except for the dragons he brought, not many people knew him. Why should he care about these nothingnesses?

"Do you still need me to teach you such a truth? Kindness, indecisiveness, and compassion for groups other than subjects. Rulers with these qualities will inevitably become the worst and most incompetent monarchs!"

"You're right, we don't have to turn our anger towards Grudia, but you have to bear all the consequences."

Grom, the orc king, raised the sacred bone hammer in his hand. Bloody lightning danced on his body, and blood-red flames burned blazingly on his body. It was not a flame, but just the appearance of the majestic blood energy on his body. It's just manifesting.

Please...you...collect 6...books...!

"Golden Dragon, fight with me. As long as you can hurt me, I can make all my tribes that surrender to me stop attacking Grudia. I admit that this land will be ruled by you from now on."

"I don't need the recognition of the orcs. My territorial sovereignty does not need the recognition of any power or god."

Click~

A bolt of lightning pierced the gloomy sky, and the Orc King standing on the top of the hill opened his mouth, revealing his snow-white canine teeth. Without saying a word, he threw the war hammer in his hand towards the arrogant and arrogant golden dragon in the sky.

Countless rays of thunder fell from the sky, struck on top of the thunder, and the war hammer pulling thousands of rays of thunder was like the God of War standing on the earth, throwing the thunder spear symbolizing judgment at the evil dragon in the sky.

Noah faced the orc king's angry attack and did not retreat. He stretched out his dragon claws and grabbed the Thunder Hammer. It was a blessing to be able to fight such a powerful existence. He wanted to feel it.

Although the opponent is powerful, he is not without the strength to fight. Moreover, he has the initiative in this battle. Whether he fights or flees, it is all determined by his thoughts.

boom--

When the war hammer and the dragon's claw collided, the world fell silent for a moment, followed by a roar that resounded through the sky and shook the mountains and the earth. Flames and thunder splashed, illuminating the sky shrouded in darkness, and the atmosphere roared. A spherical impact visible to the naked eye swept across, the hills collapsed in pieces, the rivers changed their courses, and the earth continued to sink amidst the roar.

The old priest who was just watching the battle suddenly showed a distressed expression. He waved his scepter, and the power hidden deep in the earth was pulled by him. The collapse of the earth was immediately alleviated, and the broken hills were even gradually restored.

However, the battle between the Holy Dragon and the Orc King who came across the border has just begun. The war hammer that was knocked away by Noah was held by the Orc King Grom again.

At this time, the Beastman King was no longer in the same state as when Noah first met him. His body was larger than the tallest hills on the earth, and his muscles were stretched out as if carved from ancient rocks. Mysterious and ancient totem patterns appear on his skin.

The thunder hammer in his hand also changed at this moment. Not only did it change together with the body of the Beastman King, there were no damaged gaps on it. Even the material of the bones also changed, as if it was forged from iron stone. It was mysterious. The totem pattern appears and moves together with the totem on the Orc King's body.

However, Noah's momentum at this moment was not to be overstated. The golden dragon lingering in the flames of fire hovered in the clouds, and the bright golden dragon scales shone like smelted gold.

The dragon pupils that were originally just containing golden light were now like the burning sun, emitting blazing light. On the battlefield where the sky and the earth were dark, Noah became the source of fire and light, but the flames he radiated contained endless destruction.

The blazing firestorm swept across the land with every flap of the golden dragon's wings. The boundless sea of ​​fire swept across the sky. Everything was burning and everything was reduced to ashes. This was an extremely terrifying scene. An ancestral dragon that had been promoted to a legendary was wantonly venting the power he possessed.

Noah had never been so unbridled and casual before, because in the plane he was in, he had to carefully select the venue for every battle. Even in the appropriate demiplane, he had to restrain part of his power to avoid causing high damage and piercing the demiplane.

But now it was different. This was a material world with complete rules, and the land under him did not belong to him. No matter what kind of damage he caused, the orcs would naturally bear the consequences.

Under the influence of the power of the ancestral golden dragon, the sky was dyed red. With the circling and dancing of the golden dragon, the world was dominated by flames. Golden flaming meteors fell from the clouds, roared and fell into the earth, and exploded.

This is a doomsday scene, but in this doomsday field, the orc king, who is wrapped in blood-colored thunder and burning with red blood flames, ignores everything and attacks brazenly.

The sky and the earth are no different for this orc king. The dragon clan's sky advantage is meaningless in this level of battle.

Every collision between the two strongest can tear the sky and shatter the earth. Even if the old priest is struggling to maintain it below, how can the repair and construction catch up with the speed of destruction.

Therefore, as the battle continues, the face of the old orc priest becomes darker and darker, and in the end it is so black and blue that water can drip out.

Because, in the eyes of this old priest, every inch of land broken by these two guys is equivalent to the future of a newborn orc.

This guy in front of him only fought for less than two quarters of an hour, and the fertile land of a hundred miles became a dead land with no grass, and spider-web-like black cracks were all over the sky. If this area is not repaired in the future, it cannot be used for the reproduction of the tribe.

"Stop it."

"Stop fighting!"

Finally, seeing that this battle that was doomed to end in failure would last for another seven days and seven nights, the old orc priest could no longer bear it and intervened to mediate.

"Golden Dragon, we need to talk!"