I Want To Be a Nobleman

After the orcs captured the Tuvala Alliance, they split into two groups, one to wreak havoc in the Chiat Kingdom, and the other to attack the Kurt Alliance. The Tuvala Alliance was completely defeated, and the Chiat Kingdom lost the ability to fight early.

In the Chiat Kingdom, there are only a few nobles who are still guarding the territory and the people are unwilling to escape. Most of the nobles have already led people away. Their only hope is to see the demons and the orcs fighting. Unfortunately, this is impossible.

The legendary chiefs of the orcs already know the source of their power, and the demons also understand that the power of the orcs is very important. The two sides are relatively restrained and there is no conflict, especially the demons. The number of demons has not exceeded 10,000, but they are only guarding the gate of the plane. Rarely go anywhere else.

Every day, a large number of low-level demons who lose their minds and want to destroy and kill are killed by their compatriots, but all smarter demons know restraint and tolerance, even demons with chaotic nature will learn to endure in a long life.

The orcs of the two groups are preparing to continue to march into the Kingdom of Corondo and the Kingdom of Lucanir after the mopping up. On the other side, Crom is leading more than 6,000 people on the road back to their hometown, and they are now passing through a valley.

When the orcs captured the Tuvala Alliance and the Kurt Alliance, their losses were not small. A quarter of the original 8,000 tribesmen died in battle. If the invasion continues, the casualties will definitely be even greater.

Crom was a little thankful that he could wake up in time and leave with his people. The orcs seemed to be on a road of no return. He was powerless to change the fate of all the orcs and could only protect his own people.

"Father, since you can defeat Cho'gall, why don't you replace him as the great chief and make all the orcs give up this southern expedition?"

Crom's son didn't understand. In his opinion, since his father, Crom, had defeated Cho'gall, he was the strongest among the orcs. Why couldn't he command other orcs?

"No matter who is the great chief, there is no way to prevent the orcs from marching south. This is not only a deterrent to the great existence that grants us power, but also the desire of all orcs who yearn for power."

"Moreover, we have destroyed a large number of cities and slaughtered countless lives. Even if we return to our hometown, it will be difficult to get a peaceful ending!"

Crom doesn't think that the orcs can not pay any price after betraying the great existence that granted them power. On the one hand, they have to bear unknown threats, and on the other hand, they have to face the revenge of other races. Whether the orcs retreat now or fight hard, they are destined to suffer heavy losses .

"Father, are we escaping?" Crome's son asked hesitantly after thinking for a while. In his opinion, what they did at this time was indeed like escaping a disaster.

"Yes, we are escaping, but this is not shameful. I don't want my people to die in this senseless war, and I don't think the orcs can really rule the whole continent."

Just when Crom wanted to continue talking with his son, a huge figure suddenly jumped down from the valley, and hundreds of orc troops quickly emerged from both sides of the valley.

The eyes of these orcs exude a strange green light, and their bodies are also shrouded in a faint black mist. The development of their teeth is seriously beyond the normal level, and their lips are exposed in a messy manner.

And that huge figure is as tall as 6 meters, with a pair of huge wings behind it, and a pair of curved horns on its head.

"Krom, you really let me down. As a brave orc, you choose to escape with your people?"

"Who are you? What have you done to our compatriots?" Crome was shocked and did not speak, but his son asked loudly.

"Hahaha, I am the demon lord who is about to rule this world, Talimore, kneel at my feet, humble bug!"

The demon who called himself Tuli Moore opened his arms suddenly, exuding a menacing aura, and his terrifying strength far surpassed that of ordinary legendary powerhouses, making everyone present terrified.

But the most important thing is that as the invisible aura emanating from Talimore enveloped the entire valley, all of Crom's clansmen began to roll over with their heads in their arms, howling in pain on the ground, and Crom's son was no exception. , only Crom can maintain consciousness while suffering.

"What did you do? Bastard, stop it!" Crom picked up his giant ax and charged at the enemy. His inner anger was already full at this time, and his body swelled a circle under the berserk state, but compared to his height of 6 The giant demon Tali Moore, who was more than 10 meters above, still looked like a halfling.

Talimore blocked Crom's attack with only one hand, and directly grasped the giant ax firmly with one hand. The unimaginable physical defense allowed his palm to hard-connect the giant ax without damage.

Crom roared loudly, the veins all over his body were bulging, and his eyes were glowing red. Under his full force, the giant ax actually shook Talimore's right hand little by little.

"Is this the anger you guys are best at? That's all!" Talimore suddenly withdrew his strength, his right hand changed from pushing to pulling, and Crom immediately lost his balance and rushed towards Tulimore.

What greeted Crom was another free hand of Tali Moore, and the huge fist hit Crom hard, like a baseball home run, Crom flew high and was deep It smashed deep into the wall on the side of the valley.

And the people of Crom's body began to mutate, and the situation was better, just like those weird orcs brought by Talimore, only a few changes in eyes, teeth, etc., and they could still see the original appearance.

For those that are too much, the species should be changed directly. Some muscles swelled violently and broke the skin to become a writhing piece of meat, and some spines and other bones expanded wildly and turned into monsters like insects.

Only a few hundred people were able to survive without any changes. They looked at their compatriots beyond recognition with shock, fear and grief.

Not only that, but the most painful thing is yet to come, with Tullymore ordering "Get rid of that crap!"

All the changed orcs waved their weapons and attacked the unchanged orcs who were their compatriots and relatives a moment ago.

Crome's son survived successfully. He witnessed the grief-stricken and furious situation in front of him, and he howled and attacked Tarrymore. He kept telling himself during the charge that as long as he defeated this demon, everything would be fine. recover!

The idea of ​​Crom's son is very naive. Regardless of whether he can defeat Talimore or not, the changes of the orcs are permanent. Not only the body, but also the soul has been eroded and degenerated. He has completely lost consciousness and become a puppet.

Moreover, Crome was easily beaten into the air. According to legend, his son was far behind, and was even grabbed by Tuli Moore and crushed to death.