Chapter 26 Fire Dragon
The lifespan of a Dwarf was longer than a human's. Even ordinary people could live for 200 to 500 years.
Of course, each rank would increase a certain lifespan. If one had the strength of a Legendary level, they would be able to have eternal life.
But there was still a division among the races…
For example, the lifespan of the Legendary handsome man from the Elf race was at least three times that of the Legendary human…
"Report!!!" An Elf Ranger came running.
"Speak!"
"Another 1000 Orc reinforcements are coming. It looks like they are the elite Orcs."
William frowned when he heard this. He then said to Odom, "How many members are there in your clan? Move as many as you can, as soon as possible!"
"1600, among them only 300 can fight!" Odom gave a wry smile.
A thousand years had passed and the number of followers had decreased gradually from hundreds of thousands of people being pursued and killed. The speed of newborn babies was not as fast as that of people dying.
Even so, the number of people under his command could still be above 10,000. But when he betrayed his Epic-level father 30 years ago, most of his combat power and people died in hiding.
Odom Heavyhammer, who was only twenty years old, brought along more than a thousand people that were left hiding around and finally discovered this mythril mine. Making use of the mining advantages brought by his ancestors, they dug a deep hole, accumulated grains, and hid there.
Even the guys who were chasing them thought they were dead.
William almost understood without Odom's explanation…
According to reason, the Dwarf prince, who had an impressive background, had to be rather amazing to not be killed despite being pursued for so many years. It was often because such people wore a protagonist halo!
However, why hadn't he ever heard of Odom's name before? It was possible that Odom had also been left stuck in the mines by the Orcs back then…
Those Orcs from before were far from capable of killing these Dwarfs.
But what if there were an endless stream of reinforcements?
This was the last straw that could break the Dwarfs' proverbial backs!
Unknowingly, the rescue he did ahead of time in this life had already changed the progress of history, but it had also garnered plenty of hate points…
Stage Three Mission: Completed
Reward: 50000 experience
Reward: The mythril mine that has not been assigned.
William glanced at the mission and did not move his experience into his level, but gave an order. "Odom, ask your people to come out and move to Border Town now. Just take some personal belongings and ignore the other things. We'll leave at once!"
"Okay!" Odom went back into the cave and immediately organized the evacuation.
William patted Lautner's shoulder. "How is it going?"
Fresh blood came flowing out of Lautner's shoulder and down his arm. The blood that he had stopped with his battle energy was broken again, but he still looked over at the East with a cold smile. "It's only a small injury. I can still fight another three hundred rounds. I can still fight, even if there are another thousand Orcs"
"Then I'll leave it all to you!"
"…" Lautner was deep in thought for two seconds before he looked at William with a sincere gaze, as if he wanted to say something.
"Prepare for war. The Mages cast the magic circle. Lautner, you should rest now…" William took a few steps forward, skillfully commanding the remaining 100 Elven Warriors. In a deep voice, he said, "We'll protect the troops of our friend. Elves will never stand behind Dwarfs!"
"Yes, my lord!" All the Elves' expressions changed and they were full of fighting spirit, and actively preparing for war.
What magic circle?
What buff?
Were these words useful?
It was a joke.
William's slight stimulation could get the Elves fired up.
But things were not as bad as they seemed.
When Lautner and the pale Orc were fighting each other, the Dwarfs had already gotten rid of the Orcs in the cave and after finding the Elves who came to rescue them, they were already prepared to evacuate.
In less than ten minutes, all the Dwarfs ran to the north. The speed of evacuation was very smooth. William was stunned by all the skilled movers.
He sighed secretly in his heart. They were indeed Lonely Mountain Dwarfs who had not become extinct even after being chased for thousands of years. Their speed of escaping was first-class. Their running speed in the forest was no less than that of the Elves…
Odom did not evacuate. He let the 100 Dwarf Warriors follow the army first and he stayed with the 200 warriors!
William glanced at the Dwarf Warriors who were covered in blood after the long battle and he mulled over the thought of eating the 1000 Orcs.
What he was most afraid of now was losing his soldiers. He was not playing a game and was now the Lord of Border Town. If he wanted to continue developing, then everyone was a resource and should not be wasted.
Especially when Lautner, who could defend and fight, was not in good condition.
Lautner, who was being taken care of by a female Elf Warrior, suddenly felt a bad feeling. He glanced at William and saw that he had a sinister smile.
Fortunately, with a big wave of his hand, William decided to retreat. Lautner's heart went from his throat back to its original place.
…
When a thousand elite Orcs came to the mythril mine, a tall, pale Orc slowly walked out from the crowd. He saw the mess in front of the cave and also the tracks leading to the north.
At the same time…
An Orc sorcerer with a wand, who was dressed in a black cloak, only showing his gloomy green eyes, slowly walked out. "The Elves from Border Town saved them."
The pale Orc wielded his hammer and broke an innocent tree. He then said, "I know!"
"Chase after them. We've already accepted half of the reward and magic materials…" The Orc sorcerer pointed to the north.
"Chase after them? With what?" The pale Orc looked at him with a cold smile. He pulled at the reins, turning his head as he said, "We've received half of the reward, and many of our people have died. Since they have run away, let those betrayers go find someone else."
Then, he looked at the Orc sorcerer whose status was equal to his own. "Remember, we're not supposed to be here. Especially because we made a big mistake by taking the reward without getting permission.
"We even kept the treasure secretly. Have you thought about how our clan is going to live if our Master finds out about this?"
The pale Orc left riding the giant wolf and the other Orc Warriors followed without hesitation.
At this moment…
The Orc sorcerer moved his gaze longingly towards the north. And then he remembered how violent and cruel his master was.
Who was their master?
It was the Great Dragon from the Snow Mountain of the East Sea!
He was supreme!
He had a wingspan of more than ten meters.
He could burn hundreds of people just by sneezing.
His was the most terrifying Elemental Dragon.
Their master was the Fire Dragon!
Among all dragons, the Fire Dragon had the most terrifying fighting capacity.
No one wanted to be targeted by a Fire Dragon. And it was the greatest misfortune in the world to be hated by one.
Their Orc tribe was just one of the many clans under their master's command.
They could not be compared to those stronger clans.
They had learned to be respectful instead of continuing to be greedy.
