I became the ancestor of the blood clan

"Dear strong man, may I ask, why do you want to restrict the dwarves from leaving??"

Since the orcs were cleaned up last night, the dwarves have been restricted by the blood race.

Although they were not imprisoned, those high-level combat powers have been hunting around them. Bone Dragon, Castro, Corso, the deterrent power of this giant is invincible.

So although the dwarves broke free from the slavery of the orcs, they did not get the freedom they wanted.

"Why? Dwarf, are you questioning me?"

Li De's tone was unhurried, but with a strong pressure.

His eyes slowly became sharper, "Now, this piece of soil, everything on this piece of land is my trophy, including the dwarves..."

Hearing this, Marcy immediately became angry, "No, you have no right to restrict our freedom, I need to lead my people away now!!"

"Why?" There was an indifferent arc on the corner of Li De's mouth.

"Because we are dwarves, we are not your spoils!!" Marcy argued.

Li De shook his head, mockingly, "Isn't it our spoils? Is it from the orcs?"

Macy's face froze instantly, and he opened his mouth but didn't know how to refute.

Being enslaved by orcs was something he felt deeply ashamed of.

Li De didn't care either. He stood up and put his hands on the table, bent down and stared at the dwarf opposite him condescendingly.

"If it wasn't for Master Varun's request, believe me, the dwarf is now a prisoner."

Master Warren? ?

There was a bit of surprise on Macy's face, "You are the reinforcements invited by Master Warren?!"

The corner of Li De's mouth twitched slightly, and he shook his head under the expectant eyes of the other party, "No, in fact the dwarf refused to become an ally with the Holy Light blood clan.

Now we are fighting for ourselves. "

These words directly made Marcy's mood sink to the bottom.

"Go and inform your people that you will go to live in a new city."

Masi shook his head violently, "No, we will not leave this land that belongs to us"

"Now it belongs to the blood of the Holy Light,"

"You guys are acting like robbers!!"

"In fact, our occupation of this land has nothing to do with the dwarves, this land was taken back from the orcs by the blood race of the Holy Light.

As for you, you are nothing more than slaves of the orcs. What does it have to do with this land? "

Li De waved his hand to stop Marcy, who was about to argue, "The prince of the dwarves, Anakin, is also in my city. Now that your king is gone, I think you need a new leader."

"Do not……"

Li De didn't give Marcy any room to continue talking, and continued to speak forcefully.

"This is not a consultation with you, dwarf.

If you don't care about your clansmen, once there is a problem, the blood clan of the Holy Light will not show mercy.

Or, do you have the strength to resist the dragon? "

Marcy clenched his fists tightly when he heard this undisguised threat, but when he saw the bone dragon hunting in the sky outside the window from the corner of his eye, all his anger was suppressed immediately.

This is a vampire with a bone dragon! !

What did the dwarf resist?

The most important thing is that the king of the dwarves has left. In the future, he will bring the dwarf army to conquer here and save them.

After this thought arose, Marcy's will to resist plummeted.

Seeing the dignified atmosphere, Li De straightened up slowly, and after neatly arranging the wrinkled robes on his body, he said lightly.

"Marcy, you are a smart dwarf, I know you are unwilling and angry, but the weak in this world never have the right to choose.

You want revenge, fine, wait until your king comes with enough reinforcements.

Before that, what you have to do is not to resist, but to cooperate.

If I were you, the best way would be to hide and quietly accumulate the power of the dwarves, and wait until the day when foreign aid comes before breaking out.

Or temporarily agree to my request, secretly looking for the flaws of the Holy Light Blood Race, and destroying them from the inside, so as to achieve your goal.

Instead of wearing battered armor and starving to confront a group of powerful enemies supported by dragons overhead.

That's not very brave, that's stupid! !

I think, if the king of the dwarves is still alive, he will certainly not do this. "

Marcy's heart was shocked by these words. The words made sense, but it felt so weird to say them from a vampire who was about to enslave the dwarves.

Moreover, you have seen it so clearly, do I still have a chance?

God of Blacksmithing, this vampire must be an apostle sent by the evil god! !

Li De took a deep look at the dwarf, "I want to tell you that the blood of the Holy Light has no malice towards the dwarf. You definitely won't believe it, but I promise you.

As long as the dwarves don't swing their weapons at the blood of the Holy Light, then you will not be harmed"

He has been peeping at these natural forging events for a long time since he knew the news of the dwarves. As for whether it hurts or not, hehe, when he returns to the City of Daybreak, these guys are still at his disposal.

It's time to dig pits and mines, it's time to forge weapons Forge weapons, shouldn't you enjoy the good treatment of 996 blessings?

As for whether the dwarf is willing or not, he has plenty of ways to make the dwarf work for him.

Do you need to spend money on meals?Does housing cost money?Eating, drinking, and dressing like that don't require Silver Poke?

It's easy to make money, go to work, forge weapons, build houses, mine ores... There is always a job that suits you.

In his eyes, these dwarves are a powerful labor force, and they are the kind that can make them work hard with only a small price.

Marcy looked into Li De's dark eyes, and for some reason, he always felt that although the vampire would not harm the dwarves, he had no good intentions.

But now...

Marcy turned his head and glanced out the window. The once glorious dwarf city had been destroyed by the flames of war, and the broken city made him feel a pain in his heart.

What made his heart ache even more was that the dwarves of the once powerful and confident Wildhammer tribe were huddled together under the inspection of the bone dragon, their eyes were all blank.

After being enslaved by the orcs, the dwarves have lost the power to choose their own destiny.

They have no strength to resist.

"I hope you will keep your promise"

Li De showed a pure, kind and innocent smile.

"Of course, I am a city lord with noble character and praise from countless people."

Chapter 233 Harvest Inventory, Huge Benefits, Cool~

After solving the dwarf's problem, the battle was considered to be over, and Li De was relieved.

In his heart, the importance of dwarves is definitely not inferior to the main purpose of this project, the mithril veins.

Dwarves are also a strategic force for Dawn City and will be of great use in the future.

But now is not the time to think about these things, the more important thing is to clear up the spoils after the war is won.

Li De's ultimate goal in launching this war was for the legendary mithril veins, and the dwarves were just an incidental surprise.

Now is the time to harvest.

But before that, there is one more thing to deal with.

The 18th-level orc king, the lion-man warrior whose combat power was so strong that he was frightened, had awakened.

He also wanted to meet the orc king.

After all, as a big boss of darkness, with a standard life of darkness, it seems that this action is what a villain should do...pretending to be in front of losers...discussing the philosophy of life.

"Stanley, take me to the king of the orcs."

With Harrison not by his side, Reed now likes to use Stanley, the dark priest, with a smart mind, spirituality, and more importantly, an extremely wide field of vision.

This is in line with his taste of employing people, and he is even planning whether to transfer Stanley back to Daybreak City for development.

Although the Covenant of Darkness is important, the City of Daybreak is his root.

"As you wish..."

Stanley nodded respectfully. The blood's loyalty to the ancestor of the blood race flows in the blood and is integrated into the soul.

Not long after, under the guidance of Stanley, the two walked around the ruins all over the dwarven streets, and came to a house guarded by Grote himself.

Compared with the free dwarves, the two orcs, Garp and Craig, were not treated so well.

Not only was his body tightly bound by forbidden chains, but his limbs were all broken.

Not to mention the martial law of more than a dozen blood clans outside, Grote, a powerful warrior with fearless blood flowing at level 16, even guarded it personally every step of the way.

Looking at the history of Dawn City, this is the first time these two orcs have enjoyed this level of treatment, and Li De even felt that they should feel honored.

Craig is okay, this orc who was killed in seconds is almost an addition. They really have to guard against the 18th-level orc king-Karp Lion.

This mighty orc king not only shocked Li De deeply, but also made all the top combatants have the highest vigilance against him.

This orc king is too powerful, no one dares to ignore him... even if the other party is seriously injured.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Garp, who was lying on the ground trapped by black chains like a rice dumpling, opened his eyes slightly.

A pair of black leather boots appeared in his somewhat hazy vision, and the fresh air outside the house with a somewhat bloody smell entered his nostrils along with the visitor.

He blinked hard, and then turned his head slightly after seeing something clearly in his eyes. The huge lion's head looked like a real beast.

Moving his gaze upwards, the black mage robe embroidered with dark flowers had a somewhat luxurious atmosphere, until finally he saw the outrageously handsome face.

"You are the king of vampires?"

Garp's voice was weak, but he didn't show the slightest fear or trembling. Even in deep embarrassment, he still had the pride of belonging to the Beast King.

"I am King of the Lion Tribe, Cap Lion.

Vampire, this war is under your scheme, we lost..."

The Rongguang Mandarin with a somewhat stiff tone was not unwilling or angry, and his tone was indifferent, as if he was reminiscing with an old friend.

"The failure this time is due to the absence of the shaman, allowing your spellcaster to successfully cast the magic.

Although I lost, it doesn't mean the lion tribe's failure.

The lion tribe will not be destroyed because of this, and the shaman will lead the lion tribe to continue to survive on the barren wasteland. "

The corner of Li De's mouth twitched slightly, inexplicably, why are you telling me this?I'm not even a dime interested in your lion tribe.

"This time the blood race has nothing to do with the lion tribe, it's just because you have occupied the dwarves' mithril veins, and the blood race just needs the mithril veins, that's all."

The vampire's goal is... Mithril veins? ?And not the lion tribe?

These words made the originally calm Garp's face a little ugly.

The tone was a bit unbelievable.

"Your goal is the mithril veins of the dwarves?? There are mithril veins here??"

"Of course, do you think the vampires would come here to fight the orcs so leisurely?"

Li De's face was very strange when he heard this. You even let the dwarves become your slaves to forge weapons for you, and you don't even know that there are mithril veins here? ?

Frowning tightly, "Don't you occupy the dwarf valley not for the Mithril vein?"

Garp felt that his mentality had collapsed at this time, "No, we are for food..."

After finishing speaking, Garp felt a bit ashamed under Li De's astonished eyes for some reason, and continued to add, "...and the dwarf's armor and weapons."

The corner of Li De's mouth twitched violently, and it was only then that he remembered that although this Beastman King was so powerful that he was shocked, he was still poor after all.

Compared with him who earns [-] Kimpuk a month, he is so shabby that he cannot be seen.

The main reason why such a powerful tribe on the other side launched a war was for food, and the main reason for defeating a powerful dwarf tribe was to make a living.

Sure enough, life is the master of drama.