MTL - Black Dragon Kingdom-Chapter 492 never ending war

   "Kill them!"

   "Not one left!"

  Adelia's melodious ears were filled with an endless and majestic roar, resounding through the sky.

  Accompanied by her order, countless warriors in the ocean rushed forward screaming.

   Their eyes are full of fanaticism, which is the desire for military exploits and the fiefdoms, beauties, power, glory, extraordinary, etc. they have tried their best to obtain.

  Amidst the crazy roar, the entire ocean is full of dark warriors charging forward.

  On the opposite side, a powerful black dragon looked at the countless dark warriors coming towards him amidst the roar of the giant dragon, and said nonchalantly: "More than people, I have never been afraid of anyone in my life."

   "Don't think that covering the opposite ocean can scare me. My people are more than yours."

   "Boys, kill me!"

  Heilong yelled angrily at the cubs under him, without the slightest hint of cowardice.

   "Ho Ho Ho Ho!"

  The dark warriors all over the ocean on the other side, seeing that they could finally charge forward to cut their military exploits, their morale exploded in an instant, and they rushed forward like crazy without any urging from the officers behind them.

  Two huge torrents approached rapidly in the ocean. Their numbers covered the sky and the earth, almost completely covering the oceans on both sides. It looked like a tsunami from a distance.

  In the boiling roar.

  Two tsunami waves of dark warriors collided with each other with a bang. Countless dark warriors held their weapons with all their strength and slashed viciously at the enemy on the opposite side.

   Within a few minutes of the battle, the blood has already stained the ocean red.

   "Die to me!"

A kobold warrior desperately swung his crocodile-like tail. He was 2.5 meters tall, and holding a three-meter heavy long knife, he swung the long knife at the one opposite him with all his strength. Leopard man.

  A knife flashed, and the leopard-headed man was holding a mace, and he didn't have any defenses. He wanted to trade injuries for injuries, and he also knocked viciously with a stick.

   However, the speed of the knife is much faster than the speed of the mace.

   Before the mace had time to hit the kobold, the light of the knife had already passed the leopard's neck.

  Blood spurted out, and a sense of powerlessness filled the leopard-headed man's body.

  The kobold kicked the leopard-headed man who was still struggling, and chopped off the opponent's head with a knife.

  In the blood-stained seawater, the kobold licked the blood that belonged to the leopard-headed man on his face, and his heart was already extremely excited.

Seeing another goblin running towards him, a cruel smile appeared on his face, and he rushed over with a knife in his hand. He yelled frantically at the goblin: "Give me your military merits!" Come out, today I will kill ten, and reach the top ten in one round."

   "Fief, beauty, extraordinary, I want them all."

  Another goblin fell under the knife of the kobold. The kobold, who had won two military exploits in a row, was so confident that he turned his gaze to the opposite cat man, and killed him without saying a word.

  After a fierce battle, the Kobold once again won a military exploit.

  However, the catman's combat effectiveness is quite good, and he is not an easy race to deal with. He has gone through two battles before, which consumed most of his strength.

   In the third battle, one of his hands was cut off.

   As a last resort, we can only withdraw from the front line backwards.

Among the mighty waves of dark warriors swimming towards the front line, there is a passage guarded by sacrificial scholars every 10,000 meters. Those who have gained military merit on the front line are rapidly moving towards the rear along this white line swim.

  As for why there are only military winners in this passage, it is because there are nearly ten priests and a scholar guarding the beginning of each passage.

  They control the polygraph, and only dark warriors with military achievements are allowed to enter the passage to rest in the rear.

  As for those who have not obtained military merit, there is no need to go back, basically they have already died in the front line.

  On the battlefield, either you die or I die.

  When the fighters on both sides are crazy, there is no injury, only I live and you die, and I die and you live.

   Only those deserters who escaped from the front line would want to escape back to the rear without any military merit.

   In the face of deserters, no officer will let them go, there is only one word of death.

  The kobold held his severed arm, covered his wound, chopped down two more goblins with a knife, and finally squeezed through the endless crowd to the front of the passage.

   At this time, he has collapsed.

   "Damn, hate, hate, why are you so crowded?"

   "Just a little bit, I'm about to be caught and eaten by that ogre."

   "Wait for me, when I heal the wound and absorb the energy of the blood sacrifice, I will definitely cut it back."

   While cursing the ogre that almost killed him.

   On one side, the kobolds came in front of ten priests and a scholar, and behind the priests and scholars was a relatively spacious passage.

   "Let me ask you, how many enemies have you killed?"

  A priest came to the kobold, holding a staff similar to the extended version of the mace, and said indifferently.

  The war had only started for an hour or two, and there were more than a dozen deserters who wanted to escape from them and run to the rear. He and his teacher had zero tolerance for deserters.

  One of the deserters died on top of his mace staff, and some of the minced meat on the staff hadn't been washed away by the sea.

  He just looked at this guy who was running away from an ogre from a distance, and he had already decided in his heart that this guy was a deserter.

   Otherwise, as a normal soldier, even if he can't defeat that ogre, he should unite with a few fighters to fight that ogre, and use his wisdom to kill that ogre.

The kobold looked at the indifferent priest in front of him, and the minced meat on the huge mace in his hand, swallowed and said, "I killed a catman and three goblins, and I was seriously injured. , I want to go to the rear to recuperate."

"Um!"

  The priest looked suspiciously at the lie detector on his staff, which showed that he was not lying, and found that this kobold, who he had originally identified as a deserter, was actually a military winner.

  Facing the military merit winner who wanted to go to the rear to recuperate after being seriously injured, the face of the priest took a 180-degree turn in an instant, from indifference to a smile.

   said happily: "You have not let down the glory of the kobolds. I believe the **** of kobolds will bless a warrior like you."

   "Give me your arm, and I'll connect it to you."

  "The arm was cut off, the sooner it can be reconnected, the faster it will be."

  The kobold looked at his priest with a smile on his face, and he was relieved.

  The other party's cold face just now scared him.

  Now he has lost an arm, and has gone through five more battles, so he really has no combat effectiveness.

   If you go to the battlefield without recuperating, you are looking for death.

   Without the enemy's hands, the bleeding from the wound can kill him.

  The kobold obediently handed over his arm.

  The priest took the arm, removed the kobold's hand covering his wound, and put his arm directly on the wound.

   "Flesh Restoration"

  Gauze-like red light flowed out from the priest's staff, wrapped around the kobold's wound, and strands of life began to pour directly into the kobold's body.

   After a while, the red light disappeared, and the kobold's arm had recovered.

   The kobold looked at his attached arm, subconsciously moved his fingers, then shook them casually, and put the handle of the knife in his palm to see if he could hold it well.

  After some tests, his arm has fully recovered, not worse than before.

   "Sacrifice, thank you for your help!"

  The kobold warrior was moved.

  He has never enjoyed such treatment. He used to be a slave, and the best days of his life were only one ball of fish and seaweed every day. He couldn't eat enough. He was hungry every day.

  As for those high-level military officers, except for his parents and parents' parents who are more friendly to him, the other officers don't even bother to say a word to him. Sometimes they get in their way and are kicked aside.

  His childhood was spent without enough food and being discriminated against.

   Originally, he thought that he would be better when he became an adult, not to mention anything else, at least he could have a full stomach.

   As a result, his more miserable days came.

  His parents’ fief can support a limited number of puppies. According to the ancient rules handed down by the kobolds, out of ten puppies, only the most capable one can stay.

  Unfortunately, he never hit his brother.

  He was cast out of his parents' domain and thrown into vagabondage.

   And the life of wandering is not easy. Without the protection and food support of the military meritorious parents' parents, he can only wander among the fiefdoms of various military meritorious gainers.

  And the other military winners are very, very unwelcome in the face of him robbing their children of food.

   often drove him with his cubs.

   During the five years of his adult life, he lived in such a miserable life.

  The ocean is so big that not even an inch belongs to him.

   In the sixth year, he was tortured by the miserable life and was left with skin and bones, and he returned to his parents' territory in a daze.

   Facing him who was only skin and bones, his parents cried bitterly while hugging him, desperately wanting to take him back.

  However, the ancient rule of the Kobold clan is that a mountain is blessed by the gods, and his parents simply cannot accept him back.

   Having no other choice, they paid a part of the energy of the blood sacrifice, bought a hundred parts of compressed fish meat from a priest, and gave him a hundred parts of compressed fish meat.

   Afterwards, they took him to his grandpa, where he was trained for a period of time to regain his strength.

   Things have come to this point, it is already the limit.

  He started wandering again with 100% compressed fish meat on his back.

   But this time, fate favored him especially, just when he ate only thirteen servings of the compressed fish meat, the war broke out.

  He and a large group of wandering dark warriors finally had a place to eat, and after a few months, he finally boarded the front line and chopped off his own military exploits with a knife.

   Having won military merit, he felt for the first time what it means to be truly alive and to live with dignity.

   "Come on, kid!"

   "You're a real dog now, take your responsibility."

   "Severely cut more military achievements, and add another touch of glory to His Majesty's glory."

  The priest patted the Kobold on the shoulder, his face full of encouragement.

  The kobold warrior nodded resolutely and said: "Please rest assured, I will definitely score more military exploits."

  The priest nodded in satisfaction, and let the kobold go to the back to recuperate.

   The kobold warrior who thanked him swam to the rear along the passage, and behind him, the priest received another kobold who came to them.

  Because he saw a priest of a real military merit winner, with a smile on his face, he asked, "How much military merit have you obtained?"

  The kobold who had just arrived in front of the passage panicked and said, "I killed a goblin."

   After the voice fell, the priest looked at the lie detector on his staff that had changed from red to black, and his good mood just now was instantly destroyed.

   A face full of murderous intent said: "Your existence has tarnished the glory of our kobolds."

   "Die to me!"

  The big staff mace knocked down, and the deserter kobold didn't even have time to react, and his head was knocked into bones and minced meat.

  The kobold warrior looked back at what happened behind him, and looked at the priest who knocked the head of his fellow clan into pieces of bone with a dazed expression.

  Simple, he never had the thought of running away from the beginning to the end, so after comparing his heart with his heart, he didn't think that there would be deserters among the kobolds, so he was very shocked to see this scene.

  He couldn't understand why the priests of the same clan beat their clansmen to death?

   You know, even if he went to the territory of other military winners to steal fish while he was wandering, at most they would beat him up and drive him out. There is no danger of his life.

  So, in his worldview, kobolds rarely kill their own kind.

  Of course, the group of kobolds on the opposite side are not counted. They are the dogs of His Majesty Adeleia, and the dog on the other side is a black dragon dog. He would not hesitate to chop it off.

  The kobold warrior fled along the passage and came to the camp at the rear, as if there was a shark behind him that could swallow him in one bite. If he ran slower, he would be eaten.

  The big camp is built on the sea surface, and it is a huge water camp composed of countless wood.

  Its bottom is connected to the ocean, with countless entrances and exits, and a large number of priests, scholars, and university scholars haunt it.

  As for ordinary slave fighters and veteran military winners, they don't have time to live in the camp. As soon as they approach the front line, they rush towards the front line screaming.

  Daying, that is the place where you will come after you have scored more military achievements.

   Didn’t get more military exploits, what are you doing here?

  Lining up, the kobold warriors came to a kobold priest, and the kobold priest asked, "How many military achievements?"

  The kobold warrior replied subconsciously: "I killed a catman and three goblins, and I have four military merits."

  The kobold priest glanced at the kobold warrior who killed a catman and three goblins, and said with a smile: "You are lucky, you met a group of weak race warriors."

   "Fortunately, I killed so many."

   "It's really cheap for you."

As he spoke, the kobold priest picked up a red soldering iron that looked like a soldier from the brazier, then grabbed the head of the kobold soldier with his hands, and branded the red soldering iron that looked like a soldier on his head superior.

  Accompanied by the whine that the kobolds would only make when they were in pain, the kobold priest threw the red soldering iron that looked like a soldier into the brazier again.

He said to the kobold warrior who was still whining: "Go behind me and get your blood sacrifice energy, extraordinary skills, forty slaves, and the fief will be handed over to you after this war is over. Don't worry about it now."

   After finishing speaking, the kobold priest reminded again: "When selecting slaves, choose strong ones who can fight, especially when choosing female kobolds."

"that's all."

  The kobold priest drove the kobold warrior behind him, and began to receive the next kobold warrior.

  The kobold warrior grinned and touched the brand of soldiers on his head, and came to the area behind to receive his military rewards.

   Along the road, he obtained forty copies of the blood sacrifice energy, which was poured into his head to use extraordinary exercises that he could use without learning, as well as the forty slaves.

  In the tent of the big camp, the kobold warrior looked at the forty kobold slaves in front of him who were extremely respectful to him.

  The whole dog was in a trance, and said in a somewhat unreal way: "I killed four enemies, and I have everything."

   "This is too simple."

   Just when he was in a trance.

  Among the forty kobold slaves, 20 female kobold slaves glared at each other viciously, and walked directly around the kobold warrior with the most beautiful movements.

  Accompanied by a sound of flattery, the kobold warrior was pushed into the tent in a daze.

  The twenty male kobolds outside the tent looked enviously at the kobold warriors enjoying the service of twenty female kobolds.

As night fell, the kobold warrior whose legs had been shaken into a sieve crawled out of the tent tremblingly, and said with enjoyment in horror: "Now I finally know why my father always likes to hang out with some female kobolds. There were screams in the house."

   "So that's how it is."

   "If it were me, I would scream with them every day in the house."

   "However, there are too many dogs, and I can't hold it anymore. Let's improve my strength first."

  The kobold warrior called a few kobold slaves and asked them to help him to another tent.

  As for this tent, he doesn’t dare to go in now. The previous tossing has already drained him, and he will be squeezed out of his bone marrow after going in and tossing again.

   After his strength improves, let's see how he teaches them.