Chapter 130: Beast Dragon On January 11, 2043, the day before yesterday, the orcs suddenly changed their temperament and stopped the continuous attack for several days, and the human army got a rare respite at this time, the warriors retreated from the battlefield and drank the sleeping potion prepared by the potion master and then returned to the barracks to sleep, while the alchemists and craftsmen rushed to the city wall to urgently repair the city defense equipment on the wall of the beast blood fortress, and the upper echelons of the legion seemed to sense something, The alchemy cannon, which has not been rereplenished since it was damaged by the orcs, and the anti-aircraft cannon, which has been destroyed since it was erected once, were re-erected on the top of the city walls and high-rise buildings in the fortress in this gap, and some people who are interested have also sensed that a new war is about to begin, and perhaps the next attack of the orcs will be the general attack of this war.
On January 12th, after all the soldiers in the Beast Blood Fortress had taken forty-eight hours of rest, the energetic soldiers had just finished their breakfast, and the roars of giant beasts one after another suddenly broke the rare calm time in winter, and the soldiers rushed to the city wall without hesitation when they heard the roar from afar and the alarm bell sounding on the watchtower of the fortress.
On the city walls, the soldiers in charge of the night vigil had not yet been laid off, and they were lying on the city wall looking at the orc ice wall opposite the fortress, as if to find out what those huge roars were coming from.
"Be on your guard!
The enemy could attack at any time!
A tall officer ordered the soldiers who had just climbed the wall and were asking their colleagues about the situation.
After hearing the commander's order, the soldiers immediately returned to their posts, and then looked at the opposite ice city with a hint of unease, as if trying to look through the other side of the ice wall to find the source of those loud roars.
The soldiers, who had been on guard all night, walked under the walls with a look of rejoication.
"Go and give me a meal and rest, and if you dare to give me sleep at night, watch out for your ass!"
The tall officer kicked a soldier who had not followed his comrade down the city but was lying on the wall looking over the orc.
"Captain, don't I just want to see what is screaming so loudly, the orcs don't seem to have such a loud voice except for Beamon."
The soldier smiled and explained to his commander as he touched his buttocks.
"Why don't you go to dinner soon, even if those orcs get a nest of dragons, can you not be on the night shift?"
The tall officer urged with a straight face.
"How could an orc get a dragon, I heard that in ancient times, dragons loved to eat beasts......
Dragon!!
The soldier looked back at the fortress as he spoke to the officer, only to be surprised by the sudden exclamation.
A giant dragon with sarcoma on its black forehead was slowly flying from the orc camp, and in the morning sun, the black dragon's body was full of hideousness and tyranny.
The dragon's roar rang out again, and the human soldiers tightened their grip on their weapons.
In the orc barracks, the orcs are constantly carrying the fresh meat that has just been slaughtered into the crypt, and the army of the orcs this time brings a large number of herbivorous warcraft as animal power and military food, although nearly half of the warcraft has been eaten after a month's consumption, but there are still nearly 200,000 herbivorous wildebeests, antelopes and other warcraft are stocked within a few hundred miles near the orc barracks.
A few days ago, these free-range monsters were driven to the orc camp and began to be slaughtered by orcs in large quantities, and after slaughtering, the flesh and blood of these monsters were not eaten by orcs, but were constantly transported to some special beast dens.
The outside of the beast cave is no different from the crypt inhabited by the orcs, except that the area inside these caves is much larger and there are multiple holes for the orcs to enter and exit, and the raw meat that is still steaming after slaughter is transported into the cave by the orcs, and the walls and floors in the crypt are not frozen soil, but a kind of red flesh, these flesh slowly wriggle like internal organs, and from time to time there will be a foul smell from some exhaust holes that even the orcs cannot stand, for these strange buildings, The orc warriors did not show fear, but instinctively stayed away, and they hurried out of the beast's den after throwing the beast's flesh away.
What they didn't see was that the ground where the raw meat touched slowly stretched out its tentacles to engulf the meat little by little.
The beast dens in the barracks will close themselves after carrying enough raw meat to enter, and the translucent flesh membrane that seals the entrance of the cave beats slowly and forcefully like a heart, as if some life is brewing in it, and for three days, the orcs will occasionally faintly see a pair of red eyes from those red flesh membranes, but before the rumors and speculations have had time to spread, a dull roar spread through the ground throughout the barracks.
When the orcs burrowed out of their burrows and looked at the large and useless cavern in the center of the barracks, one of the burrows had been arched through the ground by a creature of red skin, which seemed to be struggling to break out of its shell.
The orcs watched as the huge demonic beast that stood more than five meters in size struggled little by little to tear the flesh membrane with his giant claws that had not yet hardened, and then the red-black liquid sticking to its body crawled out and exposed to the eyes of all the orcs.
"Dragon!"
The orcs looked at the dragon in front of them like a newborn chick devouring the flesh membrane and exclaimed, the dragon ignored the orc warriors who surrounded it with weapons, after devouring the flesh membrane, the dragon that had just been exhausted yawned and fell asleep on the spot without vigilance, the pink skin exposed to the air quickly turned black and formed a hard horn, and the dragon's body also expanded rapidly like a blow in sleep, Finally, when the giant dragon had grown to lie on its stomach five meters tall and nearly ten meters long, it woke up and roared angrily in the sky.
At this time, the orcs could no longer see the confused and naïve of the newborn dragon an hour ago, the dragon's eyes were full of tyranny and hideousness, he looked greedily at the orc warriors in front of him who had been guarding around him as if he was looking at food, and the orc warriors seemed to sense the malice of the black dragon, and they all put on a fighting posture.
However, the battle did not happen, the dragon slayer master appeared in front of the dragon with a piece of the crystal nucleus of the monster and roared, the dragon was stunned for a moment and then lay down with a trace of unwillingness and fear to lay down the body that had made an attack posture, this dragon was so incredibly tamed by the dragon slayer master, and at this time, the roar of a new dragon born and broke free from the cage began to be heard in other similar beast caves.
"Is this the new weapon he made?"
Carlos muttered to himself as he watched the first black dragon grow from birth to a beast full of murder weapons from head to toe.
"It's not a new weapon, our Beast God His Highness used to do this when he was in hell, as long as the lord provides him with enough soul and flesh, he can piece together a monster army."
Baimeng said with a smile as he looked at the black dragon that was being tamed by the dragon slayer master.
"Are we really just a race of garbage made out of hand?"
Looking at the mighty dragon and then at his own soldiers as small as ants, Carlos looked at his hands with some frustration, although his hands were still full of strength, but the feeling of aging was getting closer and closer to him, and recently in the military camp he often dreamed that he had become a weak orc old man overnight.
"My disciple, have you forgotten who you are?
Although you are a race created at will by the great beast god, when you are accepted by this world and have undergone 10,000 years of evolution, you have long had nothing to do with the cannon fodder created by him without thinking and only fighting.
Baimon patted Carlos on the shoulder and explained that the king of the orcs needed the support of this king for his plan, and he didn't want to waste such a good chess piece so early.
"Teacher, you're right, we have survived until now by ourselves, and I will never forget the contribution made by every orc child."
Carlos stared at the hideous black dragons, his eyes full of grief and self-reproach.
In the northernmost part of the Beast Plateau is the highest mountain in the world, and the orcs call this towering mountain the sacred mountain as their respect for the gods, and in the songs of some orc tribes, the temple of the beast god lives in the palace at the highest point of the sacred mountain, and only the soul of the bravest warrior can reach it after he dies in battle.
Now His Majesty the Beast God has come to this legendary abode for the first time, but the palace he came to is not at the highest point of the mountain, but in the underground of the peak, a deep underground palace from time to time came the wails of the orcs, a large number of orcs were slaughtered by automatic machinery like pigs and sheep, and the flesh and blood were beaten into red slurry by the rotating blade and injected into a huge pool of blood, and their souls did arrive at the side of the beast god like a legend, However, the souls of these orcs did not enjoy the boundless bliss depicted in the ballad, a crystal with a black hole inside was constantly emitting dazzling light, and the souls of the orcs were sucked into the black hole and reduced to the most basic energy as soon as they floated to Samael's side.
This energy is transmitted through metal wires into the pool of blood filled with plasma, and every once in a while, a blood-red heart-beating sarcoma floats out of the plasma.
"My poor people, two million orcs have been brutally killed by humans, and I will avenge your revenge, no, you can avenge yourself, and you who have become extremely powerful beast dragons can slaughter humans to your heart's content, and burn everything of humanity to ashes with the flames of your wrath, and I, as your great god, will naturally become the god of this new world!"
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Samael sat on his throne and said madly, looking at the orcs who had taken the initiative to step onto the meat grinder with fanatical eyes, Samael became more and more obsessed with the feeling of being a god.