Dragon of Scourge

Chapter 31 Orcs and Elves
After that, he burped, and happily flew up after a run-up!

The fair skin of the elves who witnessed all this was flushed, and their eyes were blood red, almost dripping blood!

Several wanted to rush forward to fight Rand, but were dissuaded by the elf leader.

In the entire grassland, only the surviving orcs and elves remained.

The half-orc leader looked at the elves and snorted coldly:

"What a ridiculous elf! You, who claim to be kind, would actually surrender to a dragon that kills your compatriots and treats you as food? The gods you believe in will cry for your shame."

"You! We elves are not afraid of death at all! You..." A group of elves were so angry that they wanted to refute and scolded the half-orcs.

But the elf leader shouted: "Shut up! Don't talk too much with the orcs!"

This made the other elves feel dejected and dejected.

"Hmph! You cunning elves! You must not have sincerely surrendered, right?" the half-orc shouted loudly.

"Yes or no, what does it matter to you?"

"Hmph! Now you and I are the master's subordinates, but I surrendered before you, and my status is naturally above you. I have the right to discipline you disobedient low-level creatures on behalf of the master."

"Idiot! You'd better stay away from us!" Because of what happened just now, the elves were very angry, and they didn't show any weakness to the half-orcs.

The two sides yelled again.

Until Rand, who was flying in the sky, landed a thousand meters away from where the elves and orcs were.

Accompanied by rumbling vibrations.

Even if it was a thousand meters away, all the elves and half-orcs felt that the ground was shaking endlessly, and they almost couldn't stand still!

If the opponent targeted them again, the casualties would be unimaginable...

The faces of the elves were gloomy and uncertain.

The dragon!Why do such strange things?And why can't you die after doing such a thing?Not even hurt?

Although the giant dragon's defensive ability is strong, it has never seen such an outrageous one!
A lot of elves, orcs can't understand that.

Not far away, in a deep pit filled with smoke and dust.

Rand didn't get up from the pothole immediately, and at a speed of 450 kilometers per hour, his power increased again, but correspondingly, he also suffered a lot of damage!
The viscera and six internal organs of the whole body are shaking endlessly.

On the shoulder armor, many scales even shattered upon impact, bleeding out.

It seems almost to the limit.

Even if you continue to accelerate, it is estimated that you can increase the speed by 30-40.

If it is higher, maybe his life will be in danger.

Dragon Meteor, a very interesting trick.

It's like simulating a meteorite landing.

The damage range is extremely wide and extremely strong.

However, there is also a very important flaw.

That's the trick, you can't hit the target directly on the way of falling!

His [Son of the Earth] will only reduce damage from the ground.

If he collides with other things on the way, he will also accept all the damage.

However, this is also relative.

If it was an ordinary flesh and blood life, a bird in the sky, or a human on the ground, Rand would not be hurt much.

After all, at the moment of contact, these fragile guys were smashed to pieces like paper!

The damage that can really be brought to Rand is extremely limited.

It can even be ignored.

But if Rand goes straight to hit a solid city wall, steel, or other giant dragons, the result may be very bad...

Lie in the hole for a while.

The elves not far away looked expectant. Maybe this evil dragon just knocked himself to death?

If this is the case, that would make the elves so happy!

They stared expectantly at the place where Rand fell.

Until Rand slowly climbed up, the expectation turned into disappointment.

"You guys! Come here!"

Rand suddenly yelled at the elves and orcs, causing the two groups to slowly come closer.

"Entertainment time is over, now let's get to know each other happily again.

My name is Rand Saffys Oakburn, your future masters.

You should be the leaders of your respective groups, tell me what's your name? "

Rand squatted on the ground watching the half-orcs and elves standing at the forefront, the two who had surrendered before said.

behind them.

The expressions of the half-orcs were a little fearful, a little reverent, and awe-inspiring.

The elves, on the other hand, mostly have unconcealable fear and hatred.

Rand was not surprised by this, nor did he care about the inner activities of a group of food reserves.

"Master, my name is Gewu Skullbreaker, a half-orc who has inherited the title of the great orc god!" Said the ugly and rough half-orc leader with scars on his face.

"Master, my name is Ai Qiusha." The leader of the elf clan said expressionlessly.

"In your ethnic group, besides these current clansmen, is there anyone else?" Rand asked.

"Master, there are some old people and children among our boulders, about 60 or so." Before the half-orc Ugg could answer, the old shaman behind him replied first.

"That's right! There are almost all these clansmen!" Gewu nodded repeatedly.

"There are more than 200 tribesmen in the forest." The elf Aiqiusha replied simply.

"Call them all over here! Meet their new master.

Ok!And your treasures!Bring it to me too! Rand urged, emphasizing the pronunciation of the word treasure.

The half-orcs and elves didn't dare to disobey, and after a while, they arrived with their own people.

Among the half-orcs, there are only a few gray-haired old people, and most of them are very young children.

It's no wonder that among the Muqiang race like half-orcs, the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled probably won't get much preferential treatment, and they belong to the useless tribe.

Those who can live up to now may all have some status and have made great contributions to the ethnic group.

There are quite a few clansmen on the elves side, old, weak, sick, and disabled. Their faces are full of anxiety and fear. It is obvious that they are on the way here and already know their situation.

Together, these two ethnic groups have a total population of more than 600.

It will be of some use in the future.

As for the treasure...

The orcs brought him nice looking hides and bone chains made from the skulls of other creatures.

What the elves brought were some crowns and hats made of flowers and plants, dresses, and some wooden artworks with good craftsmanship.

No matter how you put it, it didn't catch Rand's eyes.

When they are not converted into corresponding gold and silver coins, these weak things are not very popular with color dragons.

Of course, the most important thing is that these things are not very valuable in themselves.

Rand just waved his paw, and let them put it aside, find a time to realize with humans.

He looked at these guys for a while, and then said:

"I was a little tired from playing just now, and now it's quite boring. Aren't you elves good at art? Just dance for me to cheer up."

Rand spoke with great interest.

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　　Originally, the protagonists of these two chapters would be able to satisfy their hunger, but they dare not write.

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(End of this chapter)