Still unconscious, I entered a dream. Here I saw a scene, one that should be the most profound scene in my mind, that is, Thal and Grom entered this valley together. They were looking for something here, yes, I remember this place, the purpose of their coming here, and even the story of their coming, and everything was unfolding as I thought.

Soon, a heavy and gloomy voice came, contemptuous of the two orcs and made them more alert...

And that is Magnos, who appeared behind the two orcs, but did not attack them. Although he was as a demon, he had the same dignity as a noble warrior. This is also what admired him, and even compared to myself, I felt ashamed.

Magnos still tried to convince these orcs to become his subordinates as usual, but Thrall was not shaken at all and took the lead in attacking. The result was as I expected. When the Hammer of Destruction was thrown hard at Magnos, it had no effect at all, Magnos's shock counterattack and knocked him down.

It is hard to imagine what would happen if the demon attacked, and at the same time he continued to shake Grom with the same blood statement, but it did not end up with any effect, although this itself was a huge temptation.

Grum found an opportunity. He took advantage of the slackness when Magnos gave a speech and suddenly attacked, and before the demon responded, he cut at him. Like the real scene here, he killed the demon. He also exploded at the moment of his death. The huge explosion also swallowed the orc warrior.

I suddenly woke up, and just like a dream, Grom fell beside me, lifeless, obviously dead for a while, and the orcs had already lost their red skin and turned into green skin like most other orcs.

Perhaps in general, I would be very happy that they would become like this without being controlled by the demon, but now I don’t think so, because this also means that we have all lost the power of the demon, so it is even more impossible to resist the enemies all over the mountains and fields.

The warriors on the periphery were instantly swallowed by the demons, while the rest of us hugged next to Grom's corpse, staring at them and waiting for the demons to attack. Yes, there is no need to think about this. We will soon follow the footsteps of the deceased, because the demons will not bypass us either because of their blood or for their masters.

"After all, this is the ending..."

Seeing this, I couldn't help but sigh, but the words of an orc veteran still made me feel some comfort.

"At least we have found ourselves, found glory, and we can kill a few demons to accompany us."

"Yes, at least we can do something else." I also picked up the weapon. Although I can no longer wield the sword in my current state, I think it is a response to everyone. But at this moment, the situation reversed again. Just when we were about to fight, red and green flames were thrown down, and the effect could only be red dragons and green dragons. We looked at the sky and saw them soon.

I looked into the sky with everyone with hope. In this regard, I think he would send a large army to help. When the reality is that only a limited number of dragon clans appeared in the sky, fortunately, this is a narrow valley, and the power of several dragon clans can still use flames to help us resist the demons around us.

And not only that, there is another lucky thing that they lost the powerful commander at this time, and the demons who did not have unified command retreated when they saw that the form was wrong. The dragon tribes had no intention of chasing them, but they just drove them out of their field of vision and left. In the end, only two familiar figures were left to return to me, one was Crassus and the other was Rhea.

They fell down, and I walked into them with the orcs.

"Crasus, I'm very happy that you can come to save me, but I hope I can be more timely next time." I looked at the dragons who left, and also expressed their own thoughts. "It's also longer."

"It's already a big risk that she can order us to come here. Arthas... Maybe she can recognize your importance..."

I should have thought that he was willing to speak but stopped, but I did not ask, but turned to another topic of his.

"But I hope she can send more soldiers to the war, not just the two of you."

"She didn't order us to do this, and it was not easy for the Queen to order this to do it..." His statement was a little blurred, and after he gave a wink at Rhea, Rhea gradually disappeared. "She has to go back, although she really wants to help you."

"So you are the only dragon clan left to help me?"

"Yes, there is only one, but unfortunately it's not me. I promised my queen to act with her, so I'm really sorry."

"Besides you, which dragon clan can meddle in other people's business."

"And he, you know him, and he has already rushed to Luo Ning, but like everyone else, he doesn't know that you are still alive, at least before seeing you like this or the disguise of the dragon form."

"Calegus?"

"Yes, he tried to convince Marigos to help you like me, but he was the only one who was..." He said with apology, "I really regret that all the Dragon Kings were not in control."

"Well, I hope I can still see you on the day you came out of the mountain alive, but some people can't see it."

We all looked at Grom with a heavy look, except for Crasus and, perhaps he did not know the achievements of this orc, or he would leave his sorrow at the time when I really died, or no mortal would be worthy of the sorrow of this guy who had lived for tens of thousands of years.

"There are some ointments that you can recover from your wounds quickly. You can follow your army. They should be right north." After he said that, he disappeared, leaving only a few of us looking at the dead bodies all over the ground.

After this battle, there were few survivors left, so few that everyone could ride on my back. The medicine brought by Crassus was particularly effective, and everyone's scars were quickly recovered. After a simple trimming and praying to the dead, we flew towards the north. Of course, before the flight, I also begged these orcs not to reveal my identity. Everyone was very silent about this. Maybe they didn't understand why I was like this, but no one expressed objection.

Yes, this undisputed expression does not mean that they would not tell his chief Thrall about me, but I don't think Thrall would tell Gianna about my identity, maybe. Now let's think about why I didn't want everyone, especially Gianna, to know my identity at the beginning, and I didn't understand it before. But now I know that after Grom died, I completely knew the reason, that is, I was not willing to face the glorious glory of the past, and just like them, I became a demon puppet and such dirty experiences...

A dirty experience, but what kind of experience is this? For me, before I kill Uther, I can still control some of myself. Maybe I still have the ability to stop the tragic life. Then I killed him with my own hands and returned to myself, but how did I return to myself? Is it because of my conscience or the redemption of his holy light? I really can't figure it out, just like these orcs...

I don't know when this orc recovered his will after the blood fountain of Magnos appeared. Maybe Grom turned him and his E-senger into a blood-colored orc himself was preparing to avenge the coming abyss lord, or was he regaining himself in constant confrontation with me, I don't know, maybe he didn't know like me.

But one thing I am very sure of is that he sacrificed himself to save me, which means that his essence should be the same as me, and he has the guilt towards me to choose to save me in the end, not himself, or he thinks I can have a greater effect in the next battle, perhaps, but I believe that his final behavior is completely a sustenance of an orc for a human being. My best way to repay is to inherit such will and complete his unfinished path. And I also took these orcs to the north with such thoughts

On the way to chase the large army, we met the human troops of the Rapids Castle that we left behind. Here, after we met, we patted each other on their shoulders as if we had seen relatives. Seeing this, my suspicious heart was somewhat comforted, because being able to shoulder with each other so much shows that there has been great progress between our races, and this may be the beneficial side of this disaster. Perhaps we cannot escape our final destiny, but at least we faced it together.

We continued to move towards the north. Two days later we arrived at the destination. A battlefield that a coalition and the Burning Legion had experienced. Here countless corpses were piled up here, most of which were demons. Of course, there were also alliances and tribal personnel from ours. It can be seen that although there was no commander Magnos, the demons were demons after all, and their quantity and quality were still powerful.

Fortunately we resisted, after all, this is all the only remaining things we have almost here.

We have come to the forefront and almost everyone is surprised by our appearance, because no one thinks we are still alive. Although we have done so much, we are not treated by heroes, but just everyone looks with a sense of gratitude. Yes, they think it is not easy for us to survive, that's all.

It was not until an orc told everyone that we and the dead Grom killed Magnos, the leader of the demon army, that no one in the tribe favored us. As for the alliance, everyone was not, because no one knew how powerful the demon was. Or many people were numb, but this honor really doesn't matter, but one thing I didn't want to see was when my former friends appeared.

"Welcome to you back, but I have to do some inspections, you all know that this is necessary." Manichae and the other paladins began to check each of us with the holy light. Yes, this is a kind of inspection. If it is not controlled by the demon, the holy light will not be repulsive, but some situations are special, that is, the body of the undead.

The soldiers of Rapids Castle went first, and then the orcs. The Holy Light did not reject it at all, which means that they had completely freed from the trouble of the demon blood, but I was the only one left.

Manic signaled me to come over too. It seemed that I could not avoid it. Yes, I really don’t know if I could really escape the rejection of the Holy Light after I became a dragon clan. But I can only do this. After all, if I escape, I will undoubtedly be treated as an enemy.

At this moment, the orcs from the War Song clan were also looking at me. Maybe they were the same as I hoped, but when I couldn't check it, they would have any choice, and maybe they didn't know where to go.

But at this moment another figure appeared. After seeing me, he hesitated for a moment and stopped the mana.

"Your Holy Light does not have any effect on him, and such behavior will hurt his self-esteem." Caregus' human form appeared in front of me, and he had no change as in my memory. Moreover, as a blue dragon, he could easily realize my actual identity.

Manic was still a little hesitant when he heard this, but the following words convinced him to really stop. "He was not easy to be born, and there will not be many people who can live and die without hesitation. I hope you don't let him hesitate to everything he has done for you."

Without saying anything, Manic put down his holy light and bowed to me. Yes, he used to treat me like this almost every day, but this time he was so relieved and delighted, and his eyes and mood were somewhat excited about it, because this was definitely the best reward for everything I did, yes.

I looked at him, but he didn't look at me much, but turned to other people who were about to come, others who were more looking forward to meeting...
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