I became the ancestor of the blood clan

Rabiot was full of doubts.

But he didn't stay too long. Although the giant bats raised by these vampires didn't attack the dwarves, he wouldn't put his hopes on them.

Only the power in your own hands is the truth.

The other dwarves also noticed the abnormality of the magic language bat, and most of the original hostility towards the demon-like dark creatures immediately disappeared, and they stopped attacking them and concentrated on dealing with the scattered orcs.

Not long after, the dwarves around Rabio gathered more and more, and the number exceeded three hundred in a few minutes.

The strength of the dwarves forming the army has greatly increased, and they are already in a crushing state in the face of the scattered orcs.

At this time, the magic bat who was still helping the dwarves seemed to have noticed this scene, and unexpectedly began to disperse the dwarves who were gathering towards the dwarf king, and they were no longer as friendly as before.

Rabio's heart sank, "Clansmen, form a battle formation, follow me back to rescue other clansmen.

Dwarves, never back down! ! "

"never back down!!"

Hundreds of dwarves roared in unison, and their morale soared a lot in an instant.

Just when Rabio was about to turn around to rescue the other dwarves, an indescribable horror came from the sky.

roar~

A huge roar resounded over the entire dwarven city.

It was as if a giant beast from the abyss opened its mouth wide, trying to devour the world, and panic spread.

It's the breath of the dragon! !

Marcy's face covered by a beard showed an extremely anxious look, and he yelled at the dwarf king who was about to enter the dwarf city again.

"Patriarch Rabio, hurry up, the dragon is coming!!"

"No, the tribe is still in the city!!"

Seeing Rabio who was undecided, Marcy yelled madly with veins, "Patriarch!! If we don't leave, all of us will be left here!!

Only by living can we get revenge. When we find the Copper Hammer tribe, these damned orcs and vampires will become the prey of the dwarves! "

Hearing this, Rabio took a deep look at his subordinates whom he relied on deeply, and he felt overwhelmed, no longer hesitating.

Turning around, the three hundred dwarves who had already reached the edge of the city quickly left the city, and fled the home that originally belonged to them towards the secret passage in the valley.

When Li De drove the bone dragon to the sky above the dwarves, Rabio had already entered the passage with the dwarves.

This secret passage is built in an abandoned mine on the edge of the mountain. If you want to pursue it, you must enter the mine with complex terrain.

"Your Majesty, the dwarf king has escaped, do we need to chase..." Stanley looked at the last few dwarves who entered the mine below with burning eyes, but before he finished speaking, he rumbled~

A loud noise erupted like rolling thunder, and the mud from the passage where the dwarves escaped was splashed dozens of blades high, and was blown away by the alchemy bomb.

Li De shook his head, these dwarves are really decisive.

"Don't think about it now, let's clean up the battlefield below."

A bit of indifference flashed in his eyes.

"Kill all the orcs. As for the dwarves, as long as they don't take the initiative to attack us, don't hurt them. These are our trophies."

Following Li De's order.

100多7~9级的血族配合着300多魔语蝙蝠在7个顶级战斗力的带领下，对残存的兽人进行了黑暗杀戮。

War is never merciful.

This is a war between races for living space, there is no good or evil, no justice, this is pure war.

Although the number of orcs without a backbone organization is more than ten to twenty times that of the vampires, when the higher power is crushed, there is no doubt that a big rout has occurred, and the vampires will yell when they encounter dwarves , we are allies who came to rescue the dwarves, as long as the dwarves do not attack the blood of the holy light, the blood of the holy light will not harm the dwarves.

The panicked dwarves didn't believe it, and there was an extremely fierce battle at the beginning, but then they really found that these vampires didn't attack them, and even assisted them when they were in danger.

Although the dwarves did not fully believe in the blood race, they did not treat the blood race as unscrupulously as they did with the orcs.

One Sunday, two Sundays, time is passing quickly.

In the darkness, this valley experienced the most tragic scene.

Killing is the main theme tonight, death is the hymn of the night.

Every second a life is lost.

There was no breath, and dead bodies with pale faces were scattered all over the place.

Blood stained every inch of land that someone stepped on.

The main enemy of the blood race had already lost the will to resist. I don't know how many orcs dropped their weapons and armors and ran frantically out of the dwarf valley.

They couldn't stop these fleeing orcs at all. There were too many of them, and the few blood races couldn't control them at all.

The battle lasted from night till dawn,

When the first ray of light in the sky shone through the clouds on the dwarven valley.

This tragic race war is finally over.

At this time, most of the dwarven city had been destroyed, the towering houses collapsed on the streets, beams and stones splashed, blocking most of the streets.

The big cross clock with the obelisk on the street corner was half shattered, leaning against another four-story gray house made of wood and stone, and the big clock hit the wall from time to time under the wind, making duangduang sounds.

Streets were destroyed in strips. Under many collapsed houses, a few pale arms protruded from between the gravel and wooden beams. Blood slowly oozed from under the destroyed houses. Life is always the same in war. so cheap.

Debris filled every street, and everything spoke of the cruelty and indifference of war.

But, this is for losers.

And the victor will get all the sweetness.

Standing on an undestroyed street in the dwarf city, Li De looked at the city that had mostly collapsed with a calm expression.

It seems that all of this has nothing to do with him, the instigator.

The magic language bats in the sky are still hunting to prevent the enemy from sweeping back again, and the blood race is binding the undead orc captives.

This is war. Li De's deep eyes are a little complicated, kindness does not control soldiers, and kindness does not manage money. Although he has experienced several wars, this scene of destroying everything still makes him feel a little emotional.

"Perhaps, this is hypocrisy, mmp, even if you win the battle, you will still feel sad..." Li De complained fiercely to himself.

"Your Majesty, the Beast King has woken up, and the dwarves are also begging to see you."

Not far away, Stanley approached with a somewhat excited expression and began to report.

The side face looking at Li De is full of admiration.

Under the command of His Majesty the First Ancestor, they won a great victory, a victory unprecedented in history.

They wiped out an orc tribe with an army of tens of thousands in one night, and captured a 16-level werewolf and a powerful 18-level orc king alive.

If it is spread, they will be praised by everyone in Green City, and even the war tonight will be praised by troubadours.

And the credit for all of this must be attributed to the great ancestor Mian. Without the decisive order of the ancestor Mian, none of this would have happened tonight.

Li De didn't know that his blood had already silently given all the credit to him in his heart. If he knew, he would be very relieved. I want you to praise me?

Hearing that, he nodded.

"Let's meet the dwarves first. As for the orc king... this warrior of the lion tribe is already our prisoner, just take care of him so that he doesn't die."

After speaking, he looked at the hundreds of dwarves in the distance with some meaningful eyes.

This piece of meat that reaches the mouth is really fat.

Chapter 232 Dwarf, believe me, I am a city lord with noble character and praised by countless people

Marcy Wildhammer was very anxious at this moment, and kept turning his head to look at the closed door.

After the dwarf king left the dwarf valley with his people last night, he decided to stay.

Because there are still six or seven hundred clansmen here, and these clansmen are all his relatives and friends, and he is unwilling to give up on them.

If Patriarch Rabio can really bring back reinforcements, Masi believes that he can be an internal response.

He has full confidence in this.

But at this time Marcy was a little worried and nervous about the next meeting.

Because he is about to face the terrorist force that destroyed tens of thousands of orc troops-vampires.

He is well aware of the characteristics of dark creatures, bloodthirsty, brutal and indifferent. In various legends, vampires are well-deserved No. [-] villains in the sky.

Even abyssal demons are inferior to vampires to some extent.

Because the reputation of these dark beings is too evil, so evil that all races are vigilant.

Even if dwarves don't have much contact with vampires, no one dares to underestimate these dark beings with exaggerated names.

Although he didn't know why these vampires didn't attack the dwarves directly last night, Marcy absolutely didn't believe that these vampires were really so kind and friendly.

The insidiousness and cunning of dark creatures have always been propagated in the legends of all races.

The waiting time was very long, and Marcy only felt that a year had passed before the door was pushed open.

tata tao~

Leather boots made a unique sound on the hardwood floor.

Li De, who was wearing a black robe, stepped into the dwarf's room.

With a bit of curiosity in his eyes, he looked around the room for a few times, and the inside of the room was obviously dwarf style, rough and solid.

The inside of the house is about four edges high, and everything around it looks a little shorter. The table is a little shorter than normal, the threshold is a little shorter, and even the fireplace on the wall is a little shorter.

The house is very clean, the ground is paved with gray hardwood, with clear stripes and exudes the unique fragrance of wood.

The surroundings of the house are built of gray stones, with well-defined layers, and one can feel the solidity of them at a glance at night.

Dwarves' talent for construction is second only to mining and forging weapons.

A gray log table was placed in the middle of the house, surrounded by a few low chairs, and a dwarf in armor with very alert eyes was standing by the glassless window and watching him.

The dwarf in front of him had light blond hair like an old oil painting, a flaxen beard, and was shorter than ordinary dwarves, about 1.4 blades.

However, the strong and sturdy muscles on his body propped up his armor high, and the pointed warhammer beside him weighed at least [-] pounds and was twice taller than the dwarf, which showed the dwarf's terrifying strength.

The unique body structure of the dwarves and the long-term forging of weapons make them extremely powerful, even if they fight recklessly with the average height of the two-edged orcs, they will not lose the wind in the slightest.

The moment Marcy saw Li De, he immediately raised his heart, and then a little shock flashed in his eyes.

Because he couldn't sense any aura from this vampire, this dark creature that was as elegant as an aristocrat looked like an ordinary person in front of him.

Marcy took a deep breath, even the 18th-level Rabiot couldn't hide in front of him, but this vampire didn't let him notice the slightest breath.

He knew that he had met someone far beyond his imagination.

Taking two steps forward, his five fingers clenched his fist and hung down on his chest.

"Wildhammer Tribal Dwarf Warrior——Marcy Wildhammer sends you greetings, respected strongman."

To treat the strong, we must maintain enough respect.

This is the most widely circulated first rule of Glory.

Even if the opponent is an enemy, a cruel and bloody dark creature in the legend.

Li De nodded, stepped forward and sat down at the gray round table unceremoniously, leaning slightly back on the chair, tapping lightly on the table with his slender right hand.

Marcy Wildhammer

Title: Hand of Forging (With flexible hands, the success rate of forging weapons can be increased by 50, and is good at forging small weapons that are smaller than half blades.)

Rating: 14

Age: 267

Introduction: A dwarf of the Wildhammer tribe, a craftsman who likes to forge small gadgets.

Marcy? ?Why does this name feel a bit secondary?

Li De murmured secretly, the attributes of this dwarf are not strong, even average.

But a dwarf is a dwarf, and anyone who takes it out has a good forging talent.

"Dwarf, what do you want to see me for?"

Looking at Li De's deep eyes that seemed to be able to read people's hearts, Marcy took a deep breath and said loudly.