The advantages of time travelers are fully revealed at this moment.

Knowing that Aiden was not kind, Duke was able to curb the deterioration of the situation as soon as possible and turn defeat into victory.

Knowing the real situation of Alextasa, Duke can be fearless of the revenge of the Red Dragon Queen. It is certainly an extremely sad thing to be killed so many descendants of the dragon clan. But after being controlled by [Devil Soul] for the rest of his life, he was tortured by a lame orc, Necruz, and still unable to resist. He still has to continue to let the Red Dragon die. This is the real tragedy.

As long as Duke turns around and breaks the control of Alextasa by [Devil Soul], the Red Dragon Queen will not have time to thank him. How could he take his anger for slaughtering her descendants when the formation is opposite?

So Anthony Das' fear is completely untrue.

Because of an impossible anger, I owed Duke a favor, and Anthony Das also took a loss as a model of taking advantage.

Oh, this is not completely correct. At least the dragon skin and dragon scales of the Red Dragon are made enough money.

Of course, this does not prevent Duke from continuing to show off.

On the edge of Ultratown, the tribal chief Orgrim and his old friends watched this scene with great shock.

Duke, standing above the royal city, was like a god, waving his arms, calling for the strong wind and ice blades, and wanted to divide the space, causing giant dragons in the sky to scream and fall to the mortal world.

No dragon could escape the pursuit of the terrifying storm, and no dragon had the ability to cross the storm and give Duke even the slightest blow.

These sky overlords who usually soar in the sky are not as good as those in the slaughterhouse at this moment and are unilaterally slaughtered.

Orgrim vaguely guessed that this was another good thing that human magic circles did. As a warrior, he was always poor in the knowledge of the mysterious realm, but that sense of crisis and urgency made Orgrim's heart ring the alarm bell wildly.

Looking at Zulushid, who was in a mess and was flying in with only one giant dragon, Orgrim couldn't help but roar: "Is there any news about Gul'dan?? The tribe needs his evil power now!"

Zulushid gritted his teeth and lowered his head: "I have sent a group of messengers, but there is no reply."

"Then send more Dragoon messengers, two cavalry groups, three cavalry groups, etc. If it doesn't work, you can go in person!" Orgrim was full of evil fire.

He was a little confused. Does every kingdom capital in this world have such a sharp magic defense system?

Stormwind City burned 100,000 orcs in one fire.

Quelthalas has always been a magic defense system since entering the border, and it has been entirely up to Gul'dan to break one after another.

Now even Ultralank, which is recognized as the weakest among the seven kingdoms of humanity, has a magic circle that can annihilate hundreds of dragons. Isn’t that the magic defense of Lordaeron, the strongest kingdom of humanity...

Orgrim couldn't imagine it.

After sending Zulushid, Orgrim's mood was still so bad that he couldn't help but mutter: "Does there be so many magical defense arrays in the capitals of every kingdom?"

"It doesn't seem like this, Chief." A voice that made Orgrim a little unfamiliar.

The chief turned his head and saw a somewhat strange face. It was a sword saint of the Fire Blade clan. It seemed that the young sword saint was here to report his life. The only thing that made Orgrim curious was that the sword saint was holding a human in his hands, one left and one right.

Feeling the suspicious gaze of the chief, the Sword Saint immediately explained in orcs: "I just used the sword blade storm to kill a considerable number of human nobles, but these two young humans with the Duke's emblem have magical magic defense devices on them, and they avoided death. I think they should be very important nobles of human beings."

Can it block the sword blade storm that kills the sword saint?

There are definitely not many such magic devices, even if there are, they are quite expensive. Orgrim still remembers Samuro said that he almost killed the king of the Storm Kingdom, and that king did not have such anti-weapon magic device.

Other orcs are generally rough, and only a very small number of chiefs are willing to learn common terms and learn human knowledge. However, the Fire Blade Sword Saint, who acts as orc scouts and the strongest assassin, is definitely an exception. Mastering the enemy's language and knowing who the other party is the valuable target is definitely a compulsory course for killers.

Orgrim can ignore others. Before he made a move, he carefully explained to the sword saints the noble badge of Ultraman.

Like that sword saint, Orgrim could see it just by relying on the badges of these two young human boys.

The Barov family? Two dukes? Brand new duke badges?

"Tell me about magic defense just now, Sword Saint." While Orgrim spoke in orcs, he showed a hideous smile to the two young and panicked human boys.

These two guys were actually scared and had obvious enlarged water stains on their crotch.

The Sword Saint didn't care and replied in orcs: "I just asked them casually, and they swear that Ultraman definitely doesn't have that terrifying magic defense."

Orgrim was immediately overjoyed, and he turned to the two guys in human language and said, "I am the tribe chief Orgrim * Hammer of Destruction. Tonight the tribe's plan failed, and I am very unhappy. Among you two, I am only going to leave the most valuable one, and give the useless waste to the ogre as dinner."

He grinned on purpose, letting his sharp and intertwined fangs sway close to the two little guys with similar faces. In fact, perhaps to the two little guys, he was more like an ogre.

"I said I said it! As long as I know it, I say it! Don't eat me!" The older one looked like she was about to cry.

"No! Listen to me, Wilton's trash knows nothing."

"Don't listen to Alex!"

Orgrim was annoyed and roared directly, pointing at one point: "Shut up! I'll ask, you answer!"

Orgrim asked while walking with the chiefs who were originally a little depressed. But as he asked, Orgrim's eyes lit up.

"Hahahaha!" The whole mountain road echoed with Orgrim's wanton laughter. He patted Kilrog's shoulder hard on his eyes: "We have picked up the treasure! Today is actually the lucky day of the tribe!"

Orgrim had never expected that he had gathered so many powerful chiefs to do what they had not done, but he actually did it because of the two boys who were captured by a sword saint.

These two young men are not cats and dogs, yes! They are Wilton Barov and Alex Barov, the two precious sons of Duke Barov. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!