Orc Barracks Tent--

On the high seat, sat a tall and mighty lion-headed orc wearing a armor and cloak with magical brilliance. He is the lion king Lalku Rogran.

Unlike "stupid" human beings, many outsiders do not like long names, otherwise they won't be remembered by people.

There were ten orcs standing on its left and right, all with fierce eyes and heavy auras-they were among the strongest warriors in the orc clan.

Although it is important to temporarily "unify" the three major western countries, the pressure from the dragons and the goblins is very important, but it is equally important that the powerful but not always awakened bloodline of his ancestors has been awakened in him.

Perhaps personal bravery is not enough for him to rule such a huge country, but the role of the powerful bloodline is not just to give him personal bravery. For example, he only needs to practice one-tenth of the ordinary orc training to reach the level of a strong orc, and to increase to three-tenths, he will be able to stand out from the crowd in the country.

Now he, as long as he is fully prepared, even if he is singled out against the elder dragon, he still has a chance of winning more than 60%.

Since the strength is so strong, there is no need to spend more time practicing, so the free time will allow him to learn a lot about internal affairs.

Moreover, the orc system is not as complicated as that of human beings, so after trying to temporarily subdue the two great nations that have been infringed, he began to prepare to eliminate the sources of the infringement one by one.

Unfortunately, it didn't go well.

Although he fought several battles and allowed the orcs to harvest a lot of food, the good times did not last long.

The northern front began to stagnate, because it had collided with the fairies that had brought disasters to many small tribes.

Just as Lalku came to prepare for a battle with his elite--

News of the defeat came from the southern front. The intelligence said that the dragon king who should have been powerless had awakened the power of the true dragon. Even the bear human warrior Dos Randall was under cover by his companions and barely hit her and gave her a little bit. After being injured, he was also killed by a golden flame magic.

The rear supply line was attacked by a ghost ship almost at the same time, and the transfer station was almost wiped out. Not long ago, Lazan, who was temporarily the captain, came to plead Jing.

Now, the ghost ship is continuing to shell the orc camp outside, but the elite magic caster group of the orcs is also very powerful, not only completely offsetting the ghost ship attack, but also counterattack.

But the ghost ship showed no sign of falling.

But Lalku did not give any instructions for the next step, he and his left and right were waiting for--

After a while, a little orc in a loosely clothed mask walked in. It is not short to say that it is short, and it is 1.5 meters tall, but it is really small compared to the orcs who are often close to or even more than two meters in height.

"The transfer coordinates have been successfully moved to that huge ghost ship." A pair of cat ears on the mask trembled, and a voice similar to loli came from under the mask.

"Good job, worthy of being the chief priest of Rococo." Lalku stood up, shaking the cloak of the armor.

"Hehe, even though it is a **** of the Ampati bloodline, even the bastard's magic talent has been inherited, and it can still come in handy." A warrior on the left said in a somewhat joking tone.

Lalku glared at the soldier and let him stop. It is true that there will always be various conflicts between races. Although the Ampati clan has good magical talents, they are discriminated against because of their appearance and bloodliness, so they are all masked. But in a race war, there can be no internal fighting because of this kind of thing.

Lalku held the long handle of the powerful weapon called the Vigorous Battle Axe, and slapped it on the ground, shouting: "Go, make a quick battle! Then immediately turn around to deal with the **** fairies and humans."

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The battleship Rampads--

"Hey, hey, really?" Yayaka poked his head out of the window of the bridge, looking at the group of orcs who actually boarded the ship with teleportation magic.

Just a moment ago, some magic was used to directly disperse the fog protecting the ghost ship, and then suddenly a few orcs appeared on the deck between the No. 1 and No. 2 turrets.

Is it fourth-level cloud manipulation and fifth-level teleportation?

They are all the magic levels that Yayaka can only look at from a distance. She can only use magic up to the third level. Although she is a melee mage who uses auxiliary magic with her own body magic stick technique, magic alone cannot measure her strength. But she was still shaking.

"The number is twenty. I feel the weakest among them. I have to do my best to deal with it. In addition, the low-level undead crew of more than 1,000 people is not enough for them to stuff their teeth. The strongest lion head lets me I feel trembling when I look at it..."

In fact, it is a good thing to want to tremble. If it is faced with the level of Xi Yueen, Kefang Tara, and the Dragon King, then there is only a smirk, and there is no chance of trembling.

It's a pity that even trembling can't change the gap between the enemy and ourselves.

What's more, there are a few guys who don't know why they use cloth to completely cover their faces, feeling like the secret troops of the country or the church, and they are unpredictable.

The lion head and several other tall guys knew they were muscular pie at a glance, even though they felt powerful and trembling when they looked at it, it was easy to understand. The elusive guy is even more terrifying in another sense.

Yayaka didn’t care about her clothes anymore, even though she retracted her head silently, climbed next to Sylvie, and gently shook her up: “Wake up, wake up, it’s time for you to come out, how can I wake her up? Lord Ronpis didn't tell me?"

Although I have fully understood Kraunpith's free will for a long time, Yayaka doesn't hate this kind of character-at least it's better than that horrible and vicious boss, but now it's really terrible.

Suddenly she had a small idea. Although it would make the crew of the warship roll around ~lightnovelpub.net~ and temporarily lose the ability to bombard the warship, it would definitely delay the time.

The premise is that the enemy's space magic cannot be fired continuously.

In common sense, space magic really cannot be fired continuously, at least this group of orcs will not be such non-common sense guys as Kraunpith.

Yayaka controls the battleship, and thanks to this ghost ship that does not require conventional power, she can do such an incredible action——

There was a 180-degree flip in the air on the spot!

Let the battleship deck immediately face down!

"Yeah! So handsome! I dumped more than a dozen beasts at once! No matter how powerful they are, they can do nothing without a foothold, but the remaining five are still struggling? What are you doing with the gun? Go down, go down!"

Yayaka ordered the skeleton crew in the cabin who could still move during the tumbling to quickly adjust the pitch angle of the main gun back and forth, to throw off the guy who was holding the gun barrel. Soon, three more were thrown away............

(to be continued)