Warlord: King of All Clans

Just one dragon claw was enough to make Asa lose his mind, and following the dragon claw was a huge black dragon head.

The terrifying black dragon head slowly rose from the molten flames and stared at Asa with cold eyes.

"I have been imprisoned for ten thousand years and expelled from my homeland. Now, you dare to trespass into my territory! You are simply courting death!"

Asa stepped back in fear and shouted in panic, "We'll leave immediately!"

As a small chief of a wilderness tribe, although she is young, she is accustomed to life and death.

She carefully avoided the high-level monsters in the northern snowfields and the wolf-driving plains, but unexpectedly, when she was weakest and most helpless, she encountered the most powerful black dragon.

The five-colored dragons are the top magical beasts in this world. Adult dragons are all at the saint level, and their every word and action is filled with tremendous magical power.

The high-level spells that mortals call Dragon Language Magic are nothing more than the language used for daily communication among their own kind.

Magic beasts are not everywhere in the primitive wilderness. The higher the level of the magic beast, the larger its territory. The territory of a dragon can easily be tens of thousands of square kilometers. Once it borders a powerful race, violent conflicts will arise, and then one side will always retreat.

For tens of thousands of years, the five-colored giant dragon, which was a solitary creature, became the one being expelled.

Of course, being “expelled” does not necessarily mean running away after being defeated. It is more likely that one is unable to bear the harassment and has no choice but to move.

The ancient history of humans, orcs, trolls, and dwarves all have stories of expelling dragons or even slaying dragons.

The black dragon stared at her coldly, and suddenly asked, "Where are you going?"

Asa was at a loss for words at first, but soon realized that the other party had no intention of letting them leave.

There has been no trace of the dragon for hundreds of years, and now they have mistakenly entered the territory of a black dragon, and it is impossible for them to escape unscathed.

Asa was completely desperate, but he still made a final effort, "Lord Black Dragon, we are really just passing by. I... am willing to sacrifice half of my people to be your food, just ask you to give my bloodline a chance to survive!"

The black dragon groaned for a while, then suddenly bared its fangs and claws, threatening the trembling female troll: "Weak tribe, submit to me, and I will grant you land to survive!"

Asa had no choice but to prostrate himself on the ground and promised: "Lord Black Dragon, I am willing to lead my people to submit to you and obtain your protection!"

The next second, the image in her mind went blank, she exited the spiritual realm and returned to reality.

Deep in my mind, I could hear a faint complaint from someone who was dissatisfied, "Hey! Why did you change the lines..."

The voice was so weak that Asa, whose mind was shaken, had no time to consider its meaning.

Then, a faint light appeared in her field of vision, marking a mark on the ground, pointing directly to the Grand Canyon of the Atrium among the mountains.

Al not only arranged a resettlement area for them, but also thoughtfully found a suitable migration route to prevent them from getting lost in the mountains.

After returning to reality, Asa found that he was sweating all over and his hands and feet were shaking.

The tribesman who was guarding her asked with concern: "Asha, what's wrong with you?"

"I..." Asa tried to calm down. She looked at her people who were looking at her with concern. She felt bitter in her heart, but she couldn't say it out loud. She could only say, "The spirit of the wilderness guided me on the road and gave me enlightenment. We will find a safe place before dark, and the enemy will not chase us."

"Praise the Spirit of the Wilderness!" Upon hearing this, the trolls knelt down and prayed, "Praise Asa!"

Asa was in a low mood and encountered a black dragon with terrifying spiritual power that he could not defeat at all. The fate of the trolls was to be enslaved and eaten.

But even so, it is better than freezing to death in the mountains.

Then, she cheered up and consoled herself: "If I serve Lord Black Dragon well and show my value, maybe Lord Black Dragon will appreciate me and reward me. The trolls still have a chance to rise!"

After a short rest, Asa continued to lead his people, guided by the light spots, and migrated deeper into the mountains.

Sure enough, as Asa said, the spirit of the wilderness guided their way, and the road ahead was surprisingly easy to travel, with few obstacles blocking the way, and they were all in sheltered places. Many trolls became excited.

Leo watched the whole process of Al's frightening performance as the Black Dragon. When he heard the end, he couldn't help but criticize, "Why did you change your lines? You've ruined the Black Dragon's dignity!"

The script he gave to Al was to end with a loud shout of "Get out!", scaring the troll army into fleeing north, as far away from the River Bend as possible.

Al hesitated, "I chased them away, where do they live?"

"Uh, this..." Leo was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly realized that the other party was an elf creation with the nature of an elf. When he saw that the other party was a bunch of old, weak and sick people, his position immediately wavered.

Al couldn't be like Leo, who only wanted to drive away these threats. Seeing a large group of troll cubs migrating hard in the snow and ice, he could only ignore them at most, but he couldn't drive them to death.

The trolls could hide in the Grand Canyon of Midgard and survive, but if they were forced to continue fleeing, they might all freeze to death in the mountains overnight.

Leo didn't expect that his sudden inspiration would save the troll's life, but he could only admit the fact.

Al is not his subordinate, and it doesn't matter if they are just friends and have fun together. But if there is a conflict due to different values, he will always be the one who suffers.

Leo could only think positively, "Now you are Lord Black Dragon. You have your own followers. You must take good care of them and not let them starve or hurt others!"

"This is a must!" Al agreed repeatedly, full of confidence, "I want all my followers to live a good life!"

"And be civilized!"

"Yes! And be civilized!"

Seeing Al fall into his trap, Leo realized his true intention and said, "Then the question is, what do they eat?"

"Well...I can buy it from you!"

"No problem, but the Hewan isn't very wealthy right now. We do have food, but it's quite expensive!"

Al suddenly became generous, "It doesn't matter! Zhongting has no shortage of money!"

While Leo and Al were bargaining, the troll army led by the troll warrior Taz had appeared under the northern wall of Stonebreak Fort.

There are five thousand trolls, all adults, including nearly a thousand troll headhunters. The remaining troll warriors are also equipped with a large number of bone spears and throwing axes.

Adult trolls are between two meters and two and a half meters tall, and their average height is taller than that of orcs. Because of their long arms and legs, they look relatively slender, but their actual muscle mass is still far greater than that of the humans in the North.

The combat effectiveness of such a troll army is equivalent to that of a full-strength imperial army. The only flaw is that they are all unarmored and their weapons are of very inferior quality.

If there were another two hundred sets of armor as the front-line vanguard, even the Earl's Legion, which was fully armored and had a large amount of equipment, would be defeated by their head-on charge.

In addition to human troops, there were also ogre troops coming to support Stonebreak Fort.

A black-haired kobold leader barked in fear when he saw the huge army of trolls.

"Troll, so scary! So powerful! Why don't we surrender!"