7. Sea of Red Flames

"Boom"

Another barrage of death fell from the sky, and the scorching cannonballs smashed through the orc warship, and exploded in the cabin, and hundreds of orcs died in the flames of the sea.

Tyrion stood on the edge of a battleship, calmly watching the battleship next to it burn in flames, watching the orcs scream and fall into the sea, watching them be swallowed up by the icy water.

This rapid transition between life and death can make his cold heart feel a faint vibration, life is so fragile, a cannonball can end it, flesh and blood are so weak, in this kind of raging flames, flesh and blood can only wait for death alone.

"If this continues, the morale of the orcs will collapse."

The voice of the servant sounded behind Tyrion, and Glokush manipulated the tall human knight's body, carrying a steel scepter, and walked to Tyrion's side amid the fire, he looked at the orc warriors who had fallen into the water, and he shook his head:

"No one can keep morale high at this frequency ... Those goblins deceived Orgrim, the artillery on these ships is not at all comparable to the artillery of the human fleet, not to mention, the orcs will not use this weapon at all. ”

"So what?"

Tyrion spoke calmly, and he suddenly stretched out his left hand, and dark red death energy gushed out of his palm, lifting an orc warrior who was about to die out of the sea and grasping it in his hand.

"Ahem, thank you, thank you!"

The orc gasped for breath, he thanked the Death Knight with difficulty, and the next moment, Tyrion's ice-blue eyes flashed with a silent laugh, his fingers suddenly let go, and the orc soldier who had been lifted up from the sea screamed again and fell into the water, this time no one could save him again.

"Oh, I'm sorry..."

Tyrion looked at his black armor and whispered:

"My hand slipped."

"Isn't that fun? Lord Tyrion? ”

After seeing all of this in its entirety, Glokush said, "Give the dying new hope, and then extinguish it with his own hands... What a cruel act? ”

"But he lived at least 5 seconds longer than the others..."

Tyrion looked back at Glokush:

"Shouldn't he thank me for that?"

"Are you expressing your displeasure with fate in this way?"

The Death Knight asked again, and in the face of this question, Tyrion narrowed his eyes, looking like he was laughing, but there was no trace of a smile in his cold eyes:

"No, I just wanted to see how his expression changed... Seriously, it doesn't make sense at all, did I teach you 2 Ice Runes? ”

Glokush paused, the subject changed too quickly, and after a moment, he shrugged:

"It's a pity that the inscription of that rune is a bit difficult, and I only succeeded in one."

Tyrion shook his head, turned and walked into the cabin, and reprimanded him with some dissatisfaction:

"These runes are the knowledge that your orc's Shadow Moon Clan has passed down for generations, and now you want me to teach you a high elf, it's really stupid! Tallon. Bloodseeker learned it in just 1 day! ”

"He was a warlock, and I was a warrior... You can't ask for so much."

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"Our morale is crumbling, Grand Chief!"

Somewhat anxiously rushing into the bridge of the orc flagship, Fireblade Saint Dahl shouted to Orgrim, "Hurry up and take out the last resort!" Great Chief! Otherwise we will fail! ”

"No hurry!"

Orgrim placed the monocular telescope he had bought from the goblin in front of his eyes, and he whispered:

"We can afford the loss now! I'm waiting for a chance! ”

"What chance?!"

Dahl asked, and at this moment, Orgrim's eyes shrank suddenly, on the sea in front of him, the human fleet began to change formation, the ships turned around, making the originally loose formation tighter, it seemed that Dai Lin was planning to launch a wave of concentrated attack on the orc flagship.

"It's now! I'm waiting for this... A chance to catch them all! ”

The Great Chief crushed the rough rune stone in his palm, and the next moment, in the underground city of Grimbaatar in the wetlands, the command of Nekruz, the Grand Karcist of the Dragonthroat Clan, also sounded:

"Now! Let's go! Go and help the Great Chief! ”

"Whoa"

In the darkness in front of him, three behemoths with a body length of more than 60 meters roared dissatisfiedly, trying to shake off the orcs lying behind them, seeing that these guys were unwilling to obey, a cold light flashed in Nexus's eyes, he reached out and took out a golden disc from his arms, held it tightly, and the next moment, a miserable howl came from the deepest darkness under Grimbaatar.

The howl was full of pain, as miserable as a burning hamster thrown into flames.

The screams enraged the behemoths in the darkness in front of Neckruz's eyes, flapping their wings and rushing out of the darkness, three real adult dragons... Unlike the young dragons that were knocked down from the sky by Dai Lin, these guys are as big as a small mountain pack, even if they are lying on the ground.

Their eyes shone with resentment, but the orc warlock was not afraid at all, and he brandished the golden artifact "Dragon Soul" in his hand, and he roared loudly:

"Disobedience, and your queen will suffer even more painfully! Take your pick! ”

As soon as the words fell, another miserable howl sounded in the darkness, and the three adult dragons gritted their teeth, they only needed to spew dragon fire, and they could easily burn the warlock in front of them, but they didn't dare to do it... This will hurt the supreme Red Dragon Queen.

Eventually, three adult dragons full of orc knights flapped their wings and rushed out of Grimbaatar, these true fantasy dragons flew extremely fast, easily crossing the speed of sound, and in less than 3 minutes, they tore through the darkness of the night and appeared above the South China Sea.

"Burn down those boats! Burn those humans! Tribe... It's invincible! ”

At the roar of Orgrim, three adult red dragons fell from the sky, and the moment they appeared, Dai Lin's fist slammed into the commander in front of him:

"That's your hole card? Orgrim... Sure enough, it's a repeat of the old trick! ”

He turned his head and shouted:

"Let the griffon knights take to the skies! Stop those dragons in just 30 minutes! No! 20 minutes... It only takes 20 minutes for the tribe to collapse! ”

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

At the roar of Dai Lin, more than 30 Hammer Griffin Knights drove their pets, holding war hammers, and rushed into the sky... As early as the capture of the young dragon in Nanhai Town, the alliance has been taking various methods against the dragons manipulated by the orcs, and the addition of the Brute Hammer Dwarf has given humans a weapon to deal with dragons.

But to be honest, no one knows whether the ferocious griffin can deal with the dragon, and even the griffin knight Kudran, who rose into the air at this time, the most powerful griffin knight of the Brute Hammer Dwarf, has no confidence in whether he can defeat the dragon.

That's a dragon... The ultimate existence of the mortal world...

"With Stormhammer!"

Kudran, who was wearing flying goggles, shouted loudly, and the next moment, more than 20 warhammers shining with silver thunder flew out of the hands of these heroic brute hammer dwarves, and smashed into the dragon soaring in the sky.

But the hammer smashed into the dragon's scales didn't stop them for even a second, except that it made the dragon feel pain and become more crazy.

"Boom"

The red dragons, who were forced to fight because the queen was threatened, were originally creatures of order and could not bear to slaughter lives with their own strength, but if they did not do so, it meant that those evil orcs would intensify their torment of the queen, and in the difficult torture of the two choices, the dragon finally made a cruel move.

The griffon knight did stop the dragon in the air, but it didn't work...

The dragon destroys the human warship, there is no need to land at all, especially for the more powerful adult dragons, they make a deep breath action, and the next moment, the scorching dragon fire gushes out from their sharp teeth, like a pillar of fire falling from the sky, sweeping everything in front of them, in the attack of the three staggered pillars of fire, the stubbornly resisting human warship is ignited one after another.

The entire surface of the South China Sea burned at this moment, and the dragon's fire was not the same as ordinary flames, they would not be extinguished by the sea, so in the dragon's fire, the entire sea surface was divided into a line by the flames, a line of death.

The ignited warship was parked alone in the sea, and in the burning of the dragon fire, the soldiers on the battleship wailed miserably, but they could not escape the flames of death, they could only be burned into ashes little by little, and hearing the screams of the human soldiers below, the eyes of the three-headed dragon in the sky were also full of pain.

The Red Dragons, themselves creatures that exist to protect the order of the world, do not value human life, but now, they are forced to kill these creatures that are closely related to the order they guard.

This is simply the most terrible torture and humiliation for these noble creatures, so no matter how much the orc knights behind them wield their long whips, these dragons are not willing to take a step further... This is their insistence on their own bottom line.

"Retreat!"

The telescope in Dai Lin's hand was crushed by him, but after witnessing the power of the dragon's fire, the admiral suppressed his anger and calmly gave the order:

"Retreat now!"

"But Your Majesty! We... We might be able to hold on..."

The great knight Cyrus was not willing to retreat in such an embarrassed way when the tribe was about to be defeated, and in the face of his dissuasion, a trace of helplessness flashed on Dai Lin's tired face:

"Those dragons don't want to hurt us... Otherwise they don't need to be warned with dragon fire at all ... If this entanglement continues, once the dragon breaks the bottom line, this fleet will be finished, and the griffon knights can stop them, but there are too few of them... Retreat, this time... Give them the ocean! ”

"We!"

Dai Lin raised his head and looked at the three-headed red dragon in the sky, his teeth about to crush.

"We will crush these debris on land! Sooner or later... Take back my oceans from their hands! ”

10 minutes later, the remnants of the human fleet slowly withdrew from the battlefield, and seeing this scene, the old sword saint Dahl clenched his fists:

"Great Chief, humanity has retreated... We've won! ”

"Nope! We don't! ”

Orgrim put the telescope down, his face covered with frost:

"The dragons didn't burn the human fleet as I requested, only a third of it, and it's not so much that we won, but that the dragons won... They scared humans away, damn it! ”

"Zulushid, this incompetent waste! He still hasn't been able to completely control these dragons, and if they can be our weapons of war, just humans... Hmph, forget it! ”

The Great Chief threw the telescope in his hand to the old swordmaster, and he snorted:

"Now that the road ahead is clear, let's speed up and land at Hillsbrad Hills! We're going to defeat those human kings on land! Truly win the world! ”

"On land, orcs are invincible!"

"Smack"

In the pitch-black cabin, Tyrion's fingers tapped a few times on Glokush's steel scepter, and a special rune ignited by death energy, emitting a faint white light, and in an instant, the cold frost covered the heavy weapon, the eerie cold enough to freeze any creature that came into contact with it.

"Now, have you learned?"

Tyrion looked at Glokush sitting beside him, who scratched his head, obviously the body of an elegant human knight, but it forced him to make him feel stupid and rugged like an orc.

"Uh, barely learned!"

Hearing Glokush's answer, Tyrion shrugged his shoulders and tossed the rune-engraved scepter in his hand to the Death Knight Servant.

"This is the simplest frost rune, you use it so hard, ten times more complex blood runes and more complex evil runes, you probably won't be able to master it in your life, let alone the mixing of the last three runes, it will cost you a second life."

Grokush didn't care, he played with the cold steel scepter in his hand, he looked at Tyrion, and asked in a low voice:

"I've always wondered why you're the only one who can master these complex necromantic runes, I've asked them, even Talon. A Grand Karcist like the Blood Demon has never heard of the existence of these runes, how did you know about them? Where did you learn that? ”

"Everybody has secrets, Glokush, and you want to know my secrets..."

Leaning against the rickety cabin, Tyrion closed his distinctive ice-blue eyes, and whispered without a hint of emotion, "You'll have to trade your secrets." ”

"I have no secrets!"

Glokush's face changed slightly:

"I don't know what you mean by that."

"Who the hell are you? You're not like the ordinary orcs who died in battle! Maybe the Blood Demon doesn't know this secret, but I didn't choose apprentices and servants, and I didn't come here casually... You have a secret! Glokush, I can see that! Tell me! ”

"You read it wrong! I'm really just a normal orc warrior named Glokush! ”

"Alright! So I can only say that those runes are something I was born with! ”