Black Dragon Code

To make a long story short, within a minute, the elf soldier told the Black Dragon Emperor the process of the matter, its cause and effect.

Caesar closed his eyes, because of the ultra-high-speed fusion breath, the opponent's caster did not have time to erase the traces after teleportation, and although psionic power cannot provide the effect of teleportation, it is still easy to find shadows and traces. In five seconds, the black dragon had determined the approximate location of the opponent's final destination.

Chase.

According to the information provided by the kingdom of Tia, there is no possibility of a second spellcaster in the opponent's army. That is to say, within the next hour after completing a teleportation, the dark orcs can only rely on various buff spells to use their feet. Hurry up.

One hour is enough time, and Caesar only needs two hours to fly back to the Black Wing Empire from the Alsara area!

The Black Dragon Emperor handed over the remaining orcs on the battlefield to the arriving Malha reinforcements and the Kingdom of Tiya to coordinate with them. He once again spread his ferocious wings and rose into the sky, leaving behind a huge sonic boom cloud that disappeared immediately.

...

Kalodan pushed aside the thorns in front of him, and stepped into the swamp full of rancid smell. The over-moist soil caused his feet to sink 20 centimeters, and the dark orcs staggered forward in this terrain.

"Damn it." He cursed in a low voice: "Do we have to go this way? Luka, this is the complete opposite direction. We are returning to the frontline battlefield with a tortuous route."

"That's the way we're going, Warchief." The shaman said, "That lifeform is faster than you and I can imagine, and he can leave his voice behind, Kalodan, you know how much it will bear from the matter. The resistance of the plane, the body of a mortal will be disintegrated in that state."

"I know very well," said Calodan, "so we must retreat. But tell me, now, why are we returning?"

"Because of thinking." The shaman pointed at his head with sharp claws, "I have come to erase the traces of casting spells when I left. If he or it finds the destination of our teleportation, it should subconsciously move towards the end of our teleportation without clear guidance. Nan chased and eventually passed us."

"You think it can catch us?" Kalodan asked.

"possible."

The shaman didn't seem to be joking at all. Although in Elradia's normal cognition, spells must be used to fight spells. It is tantamount to catching up with transfer magic with two feet or four hooves, but some too powerful creatures can indeed Break people's perceptions,

"It's never a mistake to be careful," he said.

"You always have your reasons, it was like this before." Kalodan snorted, and then asked: "So, have you thought of a way to release the control?"

Although Monet can force them to obey orders, he cannot imprison their thoughts. The Black Orcs are very grateful to Monet for helping them reshape their bodies and put their souls, so that they can walk in Elradia again with a new identity. They are also willing to fight for Monet, but not in this way.

"At present, there is no." The shaman shook his head: "The only way to get out of control is to abandon this flesh shell, but that will eventually return to the starting point of everything, unless...we can create a new body for ourselves, Survive in a manner similar to undead creatures."

"Then I can't bear it." Calodan grabbed a swamp lizard, pinched its neck, and threw it to the soldiers behind, "As undead, even if we can rebuild the Skalon dynasty, it will still be the original orcs. A dynasty? It’s just a kingdom of the dead.”

"What's the difference between life and death? Whether it's an undead or an orc, I'm still me." The shaman said.

"Are you Luca Monet, or Luca Scaron?"

No one knows that there are two derivatives of the Black Orcs. The last time Monet created twins, he implanted the souls of two equally powerful ancient orcs, but now there seems to be a difference between the two, Kalodan growled Said: "I think you have forgotten your old name, but I do remember, Calodan Skaron. If I am not an Orc, I am not..."

Before Kalodan finished speaking, the expressions of the two derivatives were shocked, and they held the giant blade and bone staff tightly and waited: "It actually caught up."

A minute later, the sky meteor fell to the ground and hit everyone in front of everyone. Amid the surging shock waves and violent muffled noises, all the water in the wetland swamp evaporated within three seconds, and the area collapsed several layers in an instant. , turned into solid dry hard soil.

A tall humanoid monster covered with horns and bone spurs slowly stood up from the impact crater it created amidst the surging smoke and water vapor.

"I caught you." The monster said: "The body is covered with the rich blood of the elves. Where do you want to escape? Who is Kalodan?"

"I am." Kalodan was already at the forefront of the team, so he didn't need to take another step forward. He raised his giant blade and asked, "Who are you? A demon?"

The monster didn't answer the question at all, glanced at him, and said to himself: "You can rest as long as you want, Kalodan. You seem to be the leader of the dark orcs. I will give you a fair duel. You win, you You can live; if you lose, you die, and all your people will die, too,"

Carlodan understood that the other party was repeating what he had said to the Elf King. It seemed that the Elf King was dead, and the other party was here for revenge, but there was only one of them, and it sounded like they were surrounded by countless servants. like.

"Pretentious." The shaman smiled, and the lightning was brewing in his hand: "Warriors of Skaron, listen to my orders."

"etc."

Kalodan said, reaching out to block the shaman's next move: "I'll fight with it."

"Are you crazy!" the shaman shouted, "We don't need to waste time at this time."

"You're crazy, Luca!" Carlodan replied with a louder voice, "You have forgotten who you are, the royal family of Skalon will never back down when faced with challenges on the battlefield, look at the warriors behind you, idiot."

When the shaman heard the words, he turned his head and looked back, and found that every black orc was focusing on himself, with their weapons down, expressing their position in silence.

"Stupid." The shaman cursed and could only back away.

"Carodan, fight in the name of Monet." Carodan pounded his fists and said solemnly, he is not stupid, the shaman can feel the strength of the other party, so can he, but Scaron's traditions told him not to back down, nor would he back down.

"Caesar Targaryen." The monster said, without further words, hooked its claws at the leader of the dark orcs.

Kalodan is ready to fight, gain momentum, bow, run, speed up, bend his knees, leap, and jump!

When the Black Orc was gaining momentum, Caesar didn't move; when the Black Orc was running, Caesar didn't move; when the Black Orc jumped and slashed, Caesar didn't move; until the giant blade was approaching, Caesar didn't move.

On target!

Even Kalodan didn't expect it to be so easy to hit. He had already prepared a different move, but it seems to be useless now. He hit the head and killed him...

The giant blade hit Caesar's head, and the hit point was on the upper side of Caesar's eyes, just stuck between the four horns on the top of the head in the second form. The next second, the edge of the black giant blade collapsed in the scorching sparks, Kado Ze endured a huge reaction force, and his arms convulsed.

The incredible change did not discourage the orc warrior. After landing, Kalodan turned half sideways and kicked the hardest and weakest knee of the humanoid body.

The spikes on the iron boots broke off.

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