Chapter 26 Fire Dragon

The lifespan of a Dwarf was longer than a human. Even ordinary people could live for 200 to 500 years.

Of course, each rank would increase a certain lifespan. If one could have the strength of a Legendary level, then he would step into being a species with a long 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 seems as if they belong to the elite of the Orcs." Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.novelhall.com for visiting.

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 though it was like that, he was still able to keep the number of people under him above ten thousand. Until a betrayal thirty years ago and his Epic level father had died, most of his forces and people died in the former shelter.

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. Taking advantage of the mining advantages brought by his ancestors, they dug a deep hole, accumulated grains and had been hiding 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 such an impressive status and had not been killed even though he had been chased for many years, must not be so simple. Because this kind of person often bears the halo of the leading role!

But why hadn't he heard Odom's name before? It was possible that Odom had also been killed by the Orcs at the beginning…

Those Orcs now were far from killing these Dwarfs.

But what about the reinforcements?

This was the last straw to kill the Dwarfs!

Unknowingly, his early rescue in this life had already changed some historical processes, but it had also attracted a lot 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 the town now. Just take some belongings and don't worry about 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?"

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. It's not enough for me to stop even if another one thousand Orcs come.

"Then I'll leave it all to you!"

"…" Lautner was deep in thought for two seconds before he looked at William with sincere eyes, as if he wanted to say something.

"Prepare for war. The Mages cast the magic circle. Lautner, you have a rest first…" William took a few steps forward, skillfully commanding the remaining 100 Elfin Warriors. He said in a deep voice, "We'll protect the troops of our friend. Elves will never stand behind Dwarfs!"

"Yes, my Lord!" All the Dwarfs' 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 little stimulation could make 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. All kinds of skilled moving operations stunned William.

He sighed secretly in his heart. They were indeed Lonely Mountain Dwarfs who would not become extinct even if they were 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 killing 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 the 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 was smiling darkly.

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.

Meanwhile.

An Orc priest with a wand, who was dressed in a black cloak, only showing his gloomy green eyes, slowly walked out. "The Elves from the 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 Priest pointed to the north.

"Chase after them? With what?" The pale Orc looked at him with a cold smile and then 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 Priest 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 Master knows of this?"

The pale Orc left riding the giant wolf and the other Orc Warriors followed without hesitation.

At this time.

The Orc Priest 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 Giant Dragon from the Snow Mountain of the East Sea!

He was above everything else!

He had a wingspan of more than ten meters.

He could burn hundreds of people just by sneezing.

His was the Elemental Dragon with the most terrible nature.

Their master was the Fire Dragon!

Among all dragons, the Fire Dragon had the most terrifying fighting capacity.

No one wanted to try being watched by a Fire Dragon. And it was the greatest misfortune in the world to be hated by a Fire Dragon.

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.