Author: Conquer people with virtue

"Theos!" As soon as he saw the person coming, Hammer couldn't hold back the resentment in his heart. "Today is the day you die."

As a neutral evil creature, he would not blame his current situation on his robbing others.

"You haunting fellow should have shut your mouth forever."

Theos sneered, he didn't expect that this toad man wanted to take revenge on him because he was lame? He really wanted to eat...ahem.

"But you don't seem that stupid, and you still know how to find help."

"Dragonborn, I'm in a good mood today. I can save you some pain." Long Te crossed his arms on his chest, his tone unquestionable, as if he was giving some kind of gift.

"……Who are you?"

Theos deliberately scratched his head with his paws, looking confused.

Facing a guy who yelled so arrogantly to kill him from the very beginning, Theos had no intention of doing anything good today, and he had already noticed the twitching fairy dragon on the ground.

Seeing that the other party was provoking him in this way, Long Te was furious and his fists clenched loudly.

"Sightless! This is the young master of the half-orcs, thirsty for blood and long sword, the future helmsman of Xilan, Lord Longte!" Hammer quickly stepped forward to rescue the siege, and Longte's expression softened a little.

"Oh, who do I think you are? It turns out that you are the descendants of orcs and humans. Let me guess where you were driven out from? Orcs? Oh no, no, no, the orcs should have kept you in captivity and driven you away in war.

You guys are at the front, and I don’t want to let you go. So it’s humans? This is very possible, after all, your appearance is very unpleasant among humans..."

In the long history, orcs and humans sometimes formed alliances and had marriage relationships, which is where half-orcs came from.

But during the period when the relationship between the two races deteriorated, the orcs became an unpleasant existence for both sides. It was difficult for either the orcs or humans to sincerely accept them, and slander and discrimination always accompanied the orcs throughout their lives. Unfortunately, during this period,

Exactly the majority.

Theos also used his laning skills in his previous life, taunting and poking at the opponent's sore spots. Orcs are the same contradictory body as tieflings. How you define yourself depends on your own choice. Obviously, Lonte and Nohir

They are different.

"You have angered me, Dragonborn, and you will pay for it."

Longte couldn't stand the ridicule and drew his sword with a ferocious look on his face.

"I will pluck off your scales one by one, and then cut off your flesh and blood with one knife!"

His arrogant attitude is not unreasonable. In fact, his strength is quite good.

【Lonte Bloody Hand】

Race: Orc

Level: Level 14 warrior

Specialties: Great Rage, Bloody Combat

Explanation: In the Blood Hand tribe, warriors must be selected based on their strength, bravery and wisdom. Human blood will not be a drawback for them - provided that he must be as strong, durable and bloodthirsty as his pure-blood relatives. In fact

On the other hand, a part of human blood makes these warriors just right in their cunning, ambition and self-discipline. Among them, Longte, the son of the leader of the Blood Hand clan, is obviously the best.

A young half-orc who has reached level 14 is considered a genius.

Sometimes, Theos feels that humans are the real darlings of the world. They are rich in brains and have high growth potential. In a short time, they can reach heights that other races cannot reach in hundreds of years. The only flaw is that their life span is short.

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Orcs, who are blood relatives of humans, amplify this characteristic. They mature faster than humans and can reach adulthood at around 14 years old, but the price is that they age quickly and can hardly live past 75 years.

Fortunately, I was reincarnated as a dragon... Theos is lucky. As I said, there are really not many races that are better than humans.

His thoughts turned back, no matter how rare Lonte's strength was at his age, that was the end of it.

Although Theos really wants to conquer as many different races as possible, it is obvious that this is impossible.

"Stop talking nonsense...Lonte, watch your move!" Theos rose up and approached Longte.

"I hope you can bring me a little fun."

Lonte was very confident, holding the knife in his right hand, stepping forward with his left foot, and began to accumulate strength, carefully watching Theos' body movements.

The moment the opponent comes in front of him and prepares to attack, it is the moment when the old strength has gone and the new strength has not yet emerged. And he will accurately seize this opportunity and severely injure the opponent with one strike! Just like he has done countless times before...

Ten steps...nine steps...

Long Te accurately calculated the distance between the two, the corners of his mouth kept rising, and everything was under control.

Suddenly, he saw Theos suddenly turned around!

"puff!"

Theos's palm was withdrawn from Hammer's chest, and the bullywug venom crazily corroded the scales on his arm but could not hurt him at all.

"You!" Longte was stunned, completely unexpected that the other party would be so "despicable"...

"Why...why?" Hammer's eyes were distracted. The wound on his chest was filled with blood, and all the strength in his body was suddenly drained away. He also did not expect that the other party's target would be him.

Theos didn't answer Hammer's question because there was no need.

The original heir of the Poison Arrow Tribe did not need a dramatic ending. His death was neither passionate nor dramatic, it was just that simple.

When he kept provoking a giant dragon, he didn't seem to think about his own virtues or abilities. Of course, he didn't know Theos's identity.

"I just said it too early, but now it's your turn. I won't change it this time."

Theos's golden eyes were fixed on Longte. For some reason, Longte suddenly wavered for a moment, and a primitive fear was aroused, but he soon suppressed it and let his confidence regain the upper hand.

Damn Dragonborn, is it because of that bit of dragon blood?

…

The outermost edge of the dense forest was as quiet as half a day ago, and the leaves were undulating and rustling like waves.

"It should be this area, right?"

At some point, two figures appeared in front of the woods.

They all look like human beings, except that one is taller and the other is shorter. Their whole bodies are covered in cloth robes. The taller one holds a staff in his hand and wears a wizard's hat.

"Little Scarlett, you should be considerate of us old guys. After all, I am just a layman who also studies in the school of prophecy." The man wearing a mage hat chuckled, and his voice sounded a bit old.

"Oh, teacher! You are teasing me again. How can I blame you? After all, you are..." The person next to the old man was a woman with a clear and beautiful voice, and she started to act coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's go in quickly. I think the truth is inside."

As if he couldn't bear it anymore, the old man quickly interrupted the conversation and walked into the woods, and the woman quickly followed.

After a while, the two figures disappeared into the dense forest.
Chapter completed!