"Are we back to the Dragon War era?"

Facing the giant steel wall of the thorn swamp, a magician from the Royal Thorn Legion murmured to himself in a daze.

The thorn swamp in sight was completely boiling, and two completely different teams filled the sight of all the magicians on the giant steel wall.

Both teams are dense and can't see the end at first sight.

One of them was a half-orc who carried all kinds of crude weapons, while the other was a variety of beasts and monsters.

The legion of orcs carrying various homemade weapons is overwhelming... Not to mention the Royal Thorns Legion, even the wizard era has never seen all the legions of the Doraster continent since the time of the Wizard.

This is a picture that can only be found in the classics that record the era of the Dragon War.

"Uncle, how could there be so many orcs?"

A surprising voice rang behind the magician of the Royal Thorn Legion.

The magician and the several magicians around him subconsciously turned around, and were stunned, "Airin?"

They recognized that the one standing behind them at this moment was Ailin, who had entered the murderous demon room before training.

"What a vigorous vitality!"

Almost at the same time, these magicians were shocked.

Because Ailin's body was steaming, the heat emitted even made them feel as if a huge oven was standing there.

After a fierce battle, did the qi and blood in the body completely flow?

But even that kind of troll with pure power may not have such strong blood flow, right?

Moreover, such heat is a symbol of body strength. Only when every tiny molecule in the body contains amazing energy can it be possible to emit such heat under violent movements.

"Uncle, how could there be so many orcs?"

These magicians were all stunned, but Ailin couldn't help asking again.

"How do we know."

These magicians all thought Ailin’s question was a bit weird. One of the magicians answered helplessly, "In the past hundreds of years, there were not many traces of orcs. It may be that there were a large number of orcs in the Thorn Swamp, but they were suppressed by some force and kept hiding."

"So, there may be the existence of the Evil Dragon Bishop in the Thorn Swamp?" Ailin said in a thoughtful manner, "The Evil Dragon Bishop itself has many whereabouts, and I don't know where it is. Moreover, such orcs and so many monsters, at least they have to use strong men of that level to organize and suppress them, right?"

"Very likely!"

The magicians were shocked unconsciously and their eyes flashed violently.

Although Ailin just said this casually, it seems that it is really very likely.

"Where did the orcs come from? They are not humans or giants." Ailin couldn't help but mutter.

"You don't know?" Several magicians widened their eyes in disbelief.

"You know?" Elin looked at them with great anticipation.

The guy who can pass the special training in the Demon Room of Killing is so lacking in knowledge that he doesn’t even know how the orcs came from?

Several magicians were urged to vomit blood.

"As early in the Dragon War, in order to build a powerful legion, the Evil Dragon King needed a large number of coolies to help him undertake the lowest heavy work, such as digging mines, moving things, hunting, collecting, accumulating war food, etc. These coolies must have amazing strength, simple minds and easy to feed, and do not need to eat too fine food and medicine like the regular legionists, which can enhance their strength. Therefore, some magicians under the Evil Dragon King used the earliest batch of prisoners of war they robbed to cross with various beasts, giants, humans, orcs, goblins, dwarves... all kinds of prisoners of war were used as test items by them to cultivate various mutated orcs. These orcs all became the coolies of the Evil Dragon King. At most, there were more than one million orcs behind the Evil Dragon King's legion."

"The orcs are all kinds of test subjects with extreme blood. Under the natural elimination of a long coolie career, those who survived in the end generally can eat the coarseest food and grow well, their physical strength is amazing, and they will almost never get sick in various dirty and messy places."

"In the middle of the Dragon War, many magicians believed that the orcs themselves were victims of the power of the Evil Dragon King, so many magicians went on one after another to rescue the orcs, but in the end they failed. The most critical reason was not the slavery that the orcs naturally formed over the years and worship of the primitive power of the Evil Dragon King, but the character and essence of the orcs were closer to beasts, violence, greed, liking for dirty environments, etc., which were their common characteristics. Instead, they like to become violent robbers, and they themselves could not integrate into the normal kingdom order, and the peaceful environment was incompatible. Therefore, in the entire Dragon War era, they themselves always chose to stand with the Evil Dragon King and become loyal slaves of the Evil Dragon King because they like that." A magician was very skilled and memorized the records in a book very quickly.

"So cheap!"

Elling suddenly had a speechless expression, "Give them the worst food, let them do the dirtiest and tiring cool labor, and let them live in the most dirty and messy places, but they like it?"

"yes."

A magician's eyes naturally showed a look of contempt, "Because with the legion of the Evil Dragon King, they can plunder and destroy and bully the weak at will. In the long era of dragon wars, the main task of the orcs was to massacre and rob some weak dwarves and goblin tribes. Many weak races were annihilated in the hands of the orcs."

"Do you only dare to bully the weak guys? Then why do you dare to attack the Legion Fortress like this now?" Ailin curled his lips and said.

"Because the era of the dragon has been destroyed, there are not so many strong men and powerful legions now. In the early stage of the Dragon War, many powerful dragons and magicians flying in the sky, and a dragon breath can burn half a city. A magician who opens seven magic gates, and a forbidden spell technique can kill hundreds of powerful magicians in an instant, these guys dare not show up, and only dare to hide in the mine trenches of the logistics troops in the distance."

A magician sneered contemptuously: "At that time, the magicians in the powerful legion were counted at least ten thousand, and there were many epic magician weapons. However, in the late stage of the Dragon War, most powerful legions were destroyed in battle, and the orcs began to be organized into legions. After the chaotic and dark era of wizards, the number and strength of the magicians had greatly decreased, so now these orcs dared to attack the legion fortress in such a dignified manner."

"Uncle, it seems that you all look down on them." Ailin opened his eyes wide and looked at the legionists, "But I think you all seem to be nervous, worried, and even a little scared."

"Nervousness, worry, and even fear are not the same as looking down on him." A sorcerer who looked like an instructor looked at Ailin with a hint of pride, "Only those who dare to fight for the faith in their hearts no matter what kind of powerful existence the opponent is, the real sorcerer is the one who only thinks that they are strong and will only bully the weak, and no matter what kind of record they achieve, they will be looked down upon."

"Yes, even if you defeat Fieroze, you will still be looked down upon by all the magicians." Ailin said with a burning battle.

"...Don't be so crow-mouthed, okay?" The group of people were speechless.

"Uncle, that guy is so tall! He is twice as tall as all the orcs, right? At least six or seven meters!" At this moment, Ailin spoke in surprise again.

"One-eyed man-eating troll!"

The group of magicians changed their faces and turned white.

The crow's mouth can really come true, even such a half-orc!

"A one-eyed man-eating troll? Is it amazing? What's so weird? It really seems that there is only one eye, and his skin is blue!" Ailin looked at the cyclops rushing in front of all the orcs with enthusiasm.

The seven-meter-tall Cyclops carries a rough metal stick, but the length of the metal stick is more than ten meters and looks terrifying.

Every time the Cyclops took a step, it was more than ten meters away. Every step that fell, it seemed like a hill hitting the ground, and its momentum was extremely terrifying.

"The one-eyed man-eating troll is a natural gelatinous technique to resist skin. His skin not only has amazing resistance, but also can rebound and buffer a lot of power. Most techniques and even physical weapons cannot cause damage to him. Moreover, he has the mutated power of the bloodline of barbarians, giants and dragons, and its power is even greater than that of ordinary pure blood giants!" A magician explained that his heart was extremely chilling, and his hair seemed to be emitting cold air.

The one-eyed man-eating troll is a completely active siege fortress, with such a hard top, and the defense is easily opened to a gap.

"It's a pity that it's human-shaped, so it can't be eaten." Ailin's murmur sounded.

"What? Still want to eat?" A group of magicians had a furious scalp.

"But fortunately, there are so many monsters. But why doesn't there seem to be no big or powerful among the monsters?" Ailin looked at the giant monster legion that was used in the tide on one side with suspicion, "There should be so many monsters, there should be very big or powerful, right?"

"boom!"

Almost as Ailin spoke, a land of dozens of meters in radius collapsed and a fountain surged up in front of the giant monster legion.

A giant vermilion shadow dozens of meters long made a strange roar and rushed out from the ground.

"Giant Locust Monarch!"

All the thorn legion magicians around Ailin were sweating coldly, and they were in tears, "Can you not stop being so crowed!"
Chapter completed!