I Want To Be a Nobleman

In the forbidden area of ​​the Yiren Dynasty, countless corpses and blood were spilled on the ground, and the magic circle emitting a strange light absorbed the flesh and began to operate.

As the flesh and blood were completely absorbed, the magic circle shone with dazzling light, and suddenly, a thick layer of black mist enveloped the surroundings. emerge.

"It's beautifully done. This is really a nostalgic world. My servant and I can't wait to vent our power!" The high-level demon Manates moved his body, and the hundreds of demons behind him were disciplined. Yan Ming stood there without saying a word. It was hard to believe that the chaotic bloodthirsty demon could be so well-trained.

"How about it, how does it feel when the heart returns to the body?"

Manates asked the Winged Queen, his attitude is not considered arrogant, the Winged Queen has good strength and is favored by the will of the abyss, it is uncertain who will rely on whom in the future, and the demons are not all muscles that grow into the brain, Ma Ma Nates thought he was very clever.

"Hmm, this feeling is really comfortable. So, what should we do next? The main force of the elves has been successfully drawn to the Eastern Continent. Let's capture the World Tree now?"

The Winged Empress stretched her wings and moaned, feeling the stronger power, she was extremely excited.

"Don't worry, let those idiot orcs who are obsessed with power help clear the obstacles. Aboriginal people in any world must not be underestimated. I will not make the mistake of 5,000 years ago again!"

Manates had the qualification to be promoted to the demon lord as early as 5,000 years ago, and his strength is extremely powerful. However, due to a major setback, he was defeated and suffered heavy losses. It took a lot of time to return to the top.

"Besides me, there seem to be many high-level demons descending. Oh, four plane doors have been opened. Maybe there will be demon lords descending. We'd better hide first, and don't rush to act!"

The 5,000-year dormancy made Manates's patience extraordinary, and the tragic failure experience let him know that the way of laughing is the king's way in the end, and there is no need to show off his ability for a while.

The orc army defeated the Kurt Alliance, and a large number of red orcs slaughtered civilians of various races. The more they killed, the stronger the power would be. The orcs seemed to be possessed, completely irrational.

"Father, is it right for us to do this? I feel that something is wrong with the clansmen!" Crom's son asked his father. They did not agree with the decision of the great chief Cho'gall from the very beginning.

However, because they were not willing to give up their powerful strength, they still took their clansmen to participate in the Southern Expedition. After defeating two countries and even massacring many compatriots who were also orcs, Crom and his son inevitably fell into entanglement.

After being invaded by the orcs, the land of the Tuvala Alliance and the Kurt Alliance was like hell. The orcs were obsessed with destruction and killing, without any trace of kindness and sympathy.

Looking at the burning ruins and countless corpses behind him, Crom felt a little disgusted with fighting for the first time. He thought for a long time, and prepared to leave with his clansmen.

Inside the legendary orc's deliberation camp.

"Krom, what do you mean, do you want to betray the orcs? Or, are you timid?" the great chief Chogall smashed his wine glass and asked angrily.

"I don't feel scared in my head. I just think that slaughtering the weak is not in line with my philosophy. We orcs are a race that advocates glory and fighting, not slaughter and destruction!"

Gugall and Crom were arguing non-stop. At this time, a chief who was watching said: "Don't bother to quarrel endlessly, use the orc tradition to solve the problem!"

"Okay, Cho'gall, do you dare to fight? As long as I win, I will return safely with my people!" Crom looked at Cho'gall provocatively. The tradition of orcs is duels. Whoever wins will say Calculate.

"Crom, you will be trampled under my feet like a piece of trash! When you kneel on the ground and surrender, you will regret disobeying my will!" Cho'gall also ascended to the throne of the great chief by virtue of his strength, so he is not afraid Others find fault.

The news of the duel between Crom and Cho'gall spread instantly. Except for some orcs who were addicted to killing and lost their minds, most of them came to watch excitedly. A valley where the two dueled was surrounded by orcs came to watch the battle.

Half an hour before the duel, Koogall was warming up ahead of time and took out his beloved hammer to practice. Suddenly, a strange shadow slowly protruded from the ground and took the shape of a human. He opened his mouth and said:

"Chogall, do you need me to help you in the duel later? Crom is the bravest orc warrior, it's hard to say whether he wins or loses!"

With a "bang", Cho'gall smashed the black shadow and the ground where it was located into a deep pit with a giant hammer, but the black shadow did not seem to be a real creature and was not damaged.

"The holy duel between brave warriors does not allow anyone to intervene. I don't need anyone's help to kill that idiot! If you dare to make trouble, I will tear you and your men to pieces!"

"Also, don't think that you have the right to interfere with our actions, orcs are free, and the reason why we attack other races is our own will!"

The black shadow bowed his body to express his submission, "I'm sorry, I was meddling in my own business, so I wish you victory in the duel!"

Gogall left with the hammer in his hand, and the black shadow muttered after the other party walked away, "It's not easy to control, should we kill him and replace him? Well~ forget it, anyway, these guys will change sooner or later after being corrupted by the abyss." Become a puppet, there is no need to waste effort!"

After finishing speaking, the black shadow turned into a shadow and sneaked into the ground again. As the great chief of the Western orcs, his strength was among the best among the legendary powerhouses, but it seemed nothing to him.

The duel between Cho'gall and Crom was held in the crowd of tens of thousands of orcs. Both sides were muscular men. One used a giant ax and the other a sledgehammer. The clanging and clanging of weapons was very loud.

The biggest difference between the red orcs and the green orcs is that the green orcs are better at short-term bursts, while the red orcs are more fierce as they fight. This is due to the slight difference in the muscle composition of the two sides.

This is why most green orcs like to study Qi. Whether it is a monk or a sword master, they are suitable for instant burst attacks.

Rage is rising as the battle continues, whether it is injured or killed, it can increase strength, which just fits the advantage of the red orc's excellent endurance.

At this time, both Cho'gall and Crom were filled with red air currents, the ground under their feet was pitted, and the surrounding area was full of rubble from the aftermath of the battle.

"Krom, is that all your strength is? If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have stopped you from leaving. A piece of trash like you doesn't deserve to follow in my footsteps!"

Trash talk is the essence of fighting, it can make the enemy lose their mind and attack and deform, but when your opponent is an orc who relies on anger to increase the battle, this will lead to an increase in the strength of the opponent, but orcs like to defeat the enemy in the strongest state, so they don't care .

"Your hands are half as good as your mouth, and I can just admit defeat. Unfortunately, you have nothing but bragging!"

After the two sides taunted each other, they seemed to be angry, and did not dodge or relieve their strength, but relied on strength to compete.

The strength of the two sides is equal, the weapons trembling after standing for a long time, and blood oozes from the wrists. This kind of passionate collision of wanton swaying power makes both sides very enjoyable, but it is a pity that this is an important duel that determines the fate of the clan, not a discussion between friends.

Crom didn't want to waste any more time. He raised the giant ax high with both hands, jumped into the air, bent his whole body into a bow, concentrated all his strength on the giant ax in his hand, and slashed it down with a loud cry.

Gugall didn't dodge. At this time, if he dodged, he would be at a disadvantage. Afterwards, he would be chased and beaten, and it would be difficult to turn over. Even if he suffered a disadvantage, he would have to fight hard.

"Come on!" Choogall stomped his feet, his legs firmly embedded in the ground, and the hammer was horizontally placed on the equipment to block the front. As long as he withstood the blow, it would be the opponent who lost his momentum.

The moment Cho'gall hardened the giant axe, it felt as if the Frost Giant had stepped on it with all its strength, almost stepping on him to the ground, his arms and legs were trembling uncontrollably.

Cho'gall's eyes were red, and he roared to resist Crom's full blow, he must be able to hold on!

However, in the next second, it didn't matter whether Cho'gall could hold on. His hammer was split in half by the giant axe, and it was deeply chopped on Cho'gall's shoulder without any loss of strength.

Fortunately, his strong muscles and strong bones blocked the impact, and his arm was not directly eliminated by the axe, but his whole body was sent flying by Crom.

The giant ax brought soaring blood from his body. Cho'gall refused to admit defeat and wanted to stand up and continue fighting, but Crom stepped on the bloody wound and lay back on the spot.

Crom pointed at Cho'gall with his blood-stained ax and said, "You lost!"

Gugall gasped for breath. Indeed, he lost. It is no one's fault that his weapon was cut off. If he loses, he loses.

"Take your people and leave. I guarantee that no one will stop you. Besides, your ax is very powerful. Next time I will use a stronger weapon and fight again!"

"You are also very good. Your hammer was damaged in the battle with Kovalro. I am not very happy to win. I hope to fight you again!"

Although Crom doesn't like Gugall's personality, he still recognizes his strength. In the previous duel between Gugall and Kovalo, the weapon has withstood many blows from the strongest sword master, and it is impossible not to be injured. of.

Taking advantage of this point to defeat Cugall, Crom was somewhat ashamed, but knowing how to maintain weapons is the foundation of being a warrior, so he is not considered despicable, not to mention that it is related to the fate of the tribe, he must not lose!

Crom heroically defeated the number one orc in a one-on-one duel, and was cheered by all the orcs. Naturally, no one would stop him from leaving, and his people were all proud of their chief.

However, the black shadow murmured: "It's really causing me trouble, these idiots, since they don't want to kill others, use your own lives instead!"

The shadow followed Crom's horde away, unnoticed by anyone.