Chapter 24 Duelling and Discrimination
When Lautner saw the rage of the pale Orc, he waved his sword and tore a line of blood in the Orc army.
He was as fast as lightning. When the light from the sword disappeared completely, he arrived in front of the pale Orc. Behind him were all the Orcs who had been sliced by him. It was a shocking scene, with broken limbs and blood flowing like a river…
An Intermediate Elf with Epic bloodline, with the hidden profession of a Demon Hunting Ranger, had terrifying strength and when facing these Orcs, he could really fight them alone!
"Oh, a pale Orc? A rare species in the second era. My father killed dozens of them. Where did you come from?" Lautner looked carefully at the pale Orc. The pale Orc's aura was slightly higher but not one whole level higher.
Therefore, he did not show much concern on his face and looked over with a look of disdain!
Of course, he knew very well, in his heart, that his sword was held tightly in his hand, ready to fight at any moment.
And the pale Orc?
He disliked those big eyes of the Elves!
Perhaps none of the races liked those beautiful, arrogant, 'I feel that you're scum', 'I'm your ancestor', 'I killed your great grandfather', 'I killed your grandfather, your father', 'If I can't kill you I can torture you', 'come and fight me', 'you can't beat me'. 'I have lived longer than you so I'm impressive' eyes of the Elves.
Anyway, in terms of attracting hate, Elves were the most hated in the Gods land, basically, they would fill it up with hate.
So Lautner's words had already made the pale Orc tremble with anger.
It had been a tradition in 'Gods' for many years, that the two leaders would not fight immediately. When two armies fought, if the generals of the armies met, they would mock and curse each other, increasing the hate points, then continue.
"I'll pull your head off. You sharp ears are determined to save those dwarfs?" Although the pale Orc was the commander-in-chief of this army, he had a mission after all. Orcs with this kind of bloodline would have a reasonable level of intelligence.
Even though Elves and Orcs were enemies, he still wanted to ask if they could avoid this battle!
It was not that he was afraid. He was just casually asking. He did not care whether the swearing would lead to the inevitable beginning of the war.
When Lautner heard what he wanted… He did not bother to continue listening and spat out a mouthful of Elf Mucus, which landed on the pale Orc's beloved big sword…
Without doubt.
The two guys were in no mood to talk, so they immediately started fighting.
…
William stood on the top of the tree, temporarily stopping the Elves from shooting arrows because the Orcs had not taken the initiative to surround Lautner.
This was an inevitable duel!
When someone could tear apart an army camp and even rush to the front of the enemy's general, no one could stop this kind of one on one behavior. Otherwise, they would be rejected by the Gods.
A few years after the chosen ones arrived on the Gods' continent, no one spoke to the players about paying attention to the Gods' etiquette. As long as the enemy belonged to the immortal heavenly chosen ones, then it was over.
As for the Elves, they were foul-mouthed and even spat their phlegm?
Wasn't that normal?
Did Elves not need to shit and pee?
Did Elves' farts smell good?
Did Elves not need to bathe?
Were you going to say that Goddesses weren't like that? Shitting would make you lose the halo around you. When the Goddess heard this, she would be likely to slap you to death…
In a word, in a game like 'Gods', you would get to see the real Elf race and maybe all races.
You could even see the great difference between Elves on the battlefield and Elves on normal days!
You could see the perfect, elegant and kind character of Elves in a peaceful forest.
On the battlefield, you could see how they waved their swords at any living creature, no matter how sick, old, or young. Their indifference to life often gave a great shock to many people who did not know the truth.
They were the most extreme creatures, but also the best warriors!
Bang!
Both of them used swords, a one-handed sword, and a two-handed epee. According to principle, when these weapons collide, the user of the one-handed sword would often be suppressed. But the advantage brought by bloodline and profession allowed Lautner to be equal in this fight.
The surging battle energy wreaked havoc over a radius of ten meters!
The grass and trees were crushed, with pieces flying into the distance.
In just a few seconds, there were so many bloody wounds on them that they could not block every attack.
Elves were not afraid of getting hurt if the enemy was hurt too.
A true pure-blooded Elf had no weak points!
Their defense was much higher than other races.
Especially Lautner, a Boss of Epic bloodline. He knew that he had a huge amount of health points in his body and was not afraid of bleeding!
The two fought hard together, their battle energy flying. The ground under their feet collided with their battle energy and the scene was shocking.
The Orcs were shouting and would discuss form from time to time. Who would win?
If their leader lost, what would happen to them?
Erm…
To most Orcs, this was something that would only be considered after failure?
However, seeing their leader, who had an advantage, retreat, they started to feel uneasy…
The Elves stood without expression, on the tree, not cheering or shouting. There was only silence, their eyes staring fixedly at the center of the battlefield, preparing to attack at any time.
Were the Elves not excited?
Of course they were.
But they felt that it was too degrading for them to shout and scream. It did not fit their arrogant status…
After all, they were all long-lived species and had a lot of experience. They could not have the same behavior as these short-lived species, otherwise, it would definitely lower their status.
So.
Seeing the Elves' charging, fighting expressionlessly, and not even uttering a word of pain when being cut to death was all because of the snobbishness of the race…
William stared fixedly at the battlefield. He was not worried about Lautner losing!
According to what he thought, Lautner would win and this group of Orcs would not be able to escape.
Otherwise, why would William, who was so short of troops, come to save these Dwarfs?
The thing he was most worried about was, who was behind these Orcs?
Was it an ordinary Orc tribe?
Or were they a clan under the Great Dragon?
There was a great difference between the two, like heaven and earth.
Although the Great Dragon would not want to seek revenge for the Orcs, it might eat them because of their failure.
One could never be too careful.
If the Great Dragon on the East Sea Snow Mountain were to leave the mountain ahead of time…
Then there would be some fun in Border Town…
If there were no accidents, in the later stages of version 1.0, the Great Dragon of East Sea Snow Mountain would be almost a level 70 Legendary Boss.
Now it was a year before the beta testing.
If the Great Dragon was not level 70 yet, it was at least around level 60!
In any case, this Great Dragon was a huge threat.
