Tang Zheng swung the Magic Greatsword, hearing the Gray Dwarf soldiers in front of him address the Gray Dwarf who seemed to be of high status, and his eyes narrowed.
Is that the Gray Dwarf who possesses Rune Technology? Tang Zheng thought, focusing on the surging Gray Dwarf soldiers ahead, and raised the palm holding the Magic Greatsword.
"*Mana Slash: Wind!*"
A three-meter-long slash was released from the tip of the Magic Greatsword, instantly killing all the dense Gray Dwarf soldiers in front.
"Ah!!"
Miserable screams echoed.
The Forging Minister felt his hands and feet turn cold, trembling as he tried to turn and run, but the next moment his body floated uncontrollably.
Tang Zheng flashed in front of him, grabbed the Forging Minister, and seeing his panicked appearance, said calmly, "I have many things I want to ask you, *All-Race Charm!*"
The Forging Minister's body stiffened, and he stopped struggling.
At this moment.
The three thousand human members led by Ya La'er were forming an encirclement, hunting down the Gray Dwarves fleeing from the Oasis.
Pfft! The spear moved.
Ya La'er thrust, piercing a Gray Dwarf's body and hoisting it on the spear shaft, then with a flick of her arm, she flung the corpse away.
"Will Hero-sama be in danger entering the Oasis alone?" Ya La'er looked up, gazing towards the depths of the Oasis, a worried expression appearing on her face.
However!
Ya La'er also knew Tang Zheng's strength, and understood that her current task was equally important, and she must not let any Gray Dwarf escape.
In the cave beneath the Oasis.
The Sandstorm Elemental Spirit's re-entry made the entire underground situation extremely chaotic. The originally stable tunnels became fragile under the erosion of the yellow sand.
Tunnels collapsed, the ground shook! A large number of Gray Dwarves scrambled to escape from the underground caves to the surface above.
Those who were lucky crawled out from other caves, while those who were unlucky were buried by the collapsed tunnels, or even killed when they encountered the Sandstorm Elemental Spirit! Located in the center of the Oasis.
In a cave near the water source.
A fifty-man Gray Dwarf legion, fully armored, was protecting a middle-aged Gray Dwarf wearing a crown, traversing through the underground passage, fleeing towards the outside of the Oasis.
"How could this happen!"
"Humans shouldn't have Hero-level experts." The Gray Dwarf King was filled with terror. Compared to the surrounding burly Gray Dwarf Warriors, his belly was round, wobbling as he ran.
He looked like a moving ball, extremely wretched.
However, the Gray Dwarf race was naturally endowed with excellent physiques, so even in such an obese state, the Gray Dwarf King's running movements still seemed somewhat agile.
"You bunch of trash, move faster."
In the slightly narrow passage, the Gray Dwarf King saw the soldiers in front suddenly slow down, and roared anxiously.
Boom! Boom! Violent tremors constantly came from the distance, causing the wooden stakes used to stabilize the underground passage to shake, and layers of soil fell.
The terrified expression on the Gray Dwarf King's face deepened.
The soil in the desert was very loose and not suitable for building underground caves, so the underground caves where the Gray Dwarves lived were all located beneath the Oasis where the soil was stable.
The lower the status of the Gray Dwarf, the closer their residence was to the loose soil on the periphery of the Oasis.
The Gray Dwarves' invasion of the human Oasis was essentially because, with the increase in population, the Oasis they occupied was no longer sufficient to support more people.
Bang! The soldiers in front suddenly stopped.
Causing the Gray Dwarf King behind to almost bump into them. His originally anxious expression turned angry, and he was just about to berate his subordinates.
"Your Majesty."
A tired, familiar voice came.
The panicked expression on the Gray Dwarf King's face paused, revealing a look of surprise, and he quickly pushed aside the soldiers in front, looking at the two figures blocking the passage.
One was an old Gray Dwarf with gray hair, and the other Gray Dwarf stood behind him, wearing a strange vest, holding a long cylindrical weapon in his hand.
It resembled neither a hammer, nor was it related to swords or blades in any way.
"Chief Administrator!"
The Gray Dwarf king looked at the two with surprise, then quickly said, "Come with me, or the entire underground cave system might collapse."
The Chief Administrator lowered his eyes and sighed softly in the face of the terrified and flustered king.
"Your Majesty, where can we escape to?" The Chief Administrator's voice rang out, causing the air to suddenly still.
The Gray Dwarf king's panicked expression froze on his face.
Just like the human race, even knowing they couldn't contend with the Gray Dwarf legions, they still resisted to the death, because everyone knew.
In this Despair Valley, leaving the Oasis, leaving the water source, would only lead to death.
"We fled from the outside world to this Despair Valley, and now we are fleeing from the Oasis, simply because of a powerful enemy!"
The Chief Administrator looked at the Gray Dwarf king with an excited expression, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins, "When did our great Gray Dwarf race become so timid and cowardly!"
"Just because that human powerhouse has stepped into the Hero Domain! We still have more than ten thousand people, and he is only one person!"
"Your Majesty, have you heard the screams and wails of our people? They need you now!"
The atmosphere in the dim passage became quiet.
The Gray Dwarf king's hands trembled, and a flush of red appeared on his rough skin. He could clearly feel the gazes of all the surrounding members of his race.
"What... what do I need to do?"
The Gray Dwarf king opened his mouth, then uttered a few words in a somewhat dejected voice.
"Those humans are no match for us at all. The only trouble is that human powerhouse. As long as we can get rid of him, we can eliminate the humans again and take back the human Oasis."
The Chief Administrator quickly spoke while the iron was hot.
The Gray Dwarf king naturally knew that their real trouble was that human powerhouse, but the question was how to get rid of him.
That was no longer something that could be solved by sheer numbers. If the opponent wanted to escape, they couldn't stop him at all.
"Astor." The Chief Administrator said.
The Gray Dwarf wearing strange attire and carrying strange weapons stepped forward.
"This is the weapon from the treasury, and it is also our hope for a comeback." The Chief Administrator said to the Gray Dwarf king.
Treasury weapon?
The Gray Dwarf king looked at Astor's equipment again, a look of recollection flashing in his eyes. No wonder it looked somewhat familiar.
It wasn't that he didn't have any impression of this weapon, because in his memory, this weapon couldn't be used at all. It was more of a commemorative item, placed in the treasury.
To be precise!
Most of the things in the treasury had more commemorative significance than practical value. After all, when the kingdom was destroyed, most of the treasures, weapons, and props had either been used or lost in the war.
And what was left.
There were not many things of real value.
"I remember this weapon shouldn't be usable, right?" The Gray Dwarf king looked at the Chief Administrator. He now suspected that the other party was senile.
"That fellow Pierre has been researching it all these years, and finally, a few years ago, he used Rune Technology to research a way to use this weapon."
The Chief Administrator said excitedly, "And Astor is the only one who can bring out the power of this weapon."
"As long as we have this inherited weapon, we have a chance to defeat that human powerhouse."
Pierre was the Forging Minister.
The Gray Dwarf king's spirit was lifted.
At the same time, the Gray Dwarf king was not a fool and understood that the Chief Administrator was telling him so much, not just to prove to him the possibility of defeating that mysterious human powerhouse.
"What do you need?"
The Gray Dwarf king looked at Astor with fiery eyes.
Facing the king's gaze, Astor's expression revealed some nervousness. He knew that the hope of the entire race had been placed on him.
"Please forgive my rudeness, Astor needs that ring in Your Highness's possession to increase his chances of defeating his opponent."
The Chief Administrator, not waiting for Astor to speak, took the lead in bowing deeply to the Gray Dwarf King, making his request.
Hearing this.
The Gray Dwarf King didn't hesitate at all, reaching out to remove a ring from his left hand that emitted faint Mana fluctuations, and tossed it over: "I'm counting on you, Astor!"
Astor hurriedly caught the ring, nodding solemnly, before turning and quickly leaving.
"Your Majesty, we must also provide assistance to Astor." The Chief Administrator breathed a slight sigh of relief, then spoke.
"Then let's go, old fellow!"
The Gray Dwarf King raised his hand, adjusted the crown on his head, bit his lip with a serious expression, and turned to return through the passage he had come from.
"Your Majesty!" The Chief Administrator, seeing this, his eyes welled up, and he quickly followed.
If they ultimately achieve victory in this disaster, His Highness will surely become a truly qualified king! Above the Oasis.
Tang Zheng tossed the unconscious Forging Minister aside; now was not the time to ask for information.
He looked up!
Looking at the Gray Dwarves scattering in chaotic flight in all directions, Tang Zheng moved his feet, disappearing from the spot and rushing towards them.
Sword light flashed!
Gray Dwarves died one after another in an instant.
Tang Zheng expressionlessly continued to swing the Magic Greatsword, the wails and terrified screams constantly ringing in his ears.
Cruel? Perhaps.
Tang Zheng continued to swing his sword with a calm heart.
He didn't like limiting his actions to "right and wrong"; that was actually a kind of invisible judgment of himself.
Simply put, it was internal friction! A heart of pity?
In Tang Zheng's view, this emotion was a sense of responsibility of conscience from his previous life's education.
But all of this was premised on the fact that humans in his previous life existed as the top of the food chain, the highest-level beings, so they could equally look down upon other species below.
But what about the humans in this world? Lower races!
As far as Tang Zheng knew, in the central continent of the other world, there existed a kingdom called the Ogre, in which humans were completely treated as food.
Even in that kingdom, the best ingredient to entertain guests was a six-month-old infant from a human mother's womb.
So, talk about a heart of pity? Don't be ridiculous! A group of weak humans pitying a race that was stronger than themselves was not a question of being a holier-than-thou saint.
Tang Zheng didn't actually like the Slane Theocracy, but that didn't prevent him from thinking that the Slane Theocracy's teachings were correct for the current humans.
"Human Supremacy"! Only this kind of extreme doctrine could allow humans in this continent to have a clear positioning of "we are not lower races" for themselves.
"Hmm?"
Tang Zheng moved quickly, and as clusters of blood mist bloomed around him, the action of swinging his sword suddenly paused briefly, and his eyebrows lifted slightly.
He noticed that the Sandstorm Elemental Spirit that had burrowed underground seemed to be restricted; not only that, but even the originally chaotic Gray Dwarves seemed to be gradually organizing their forces and beginning to launch a counterattack! But alas! The strength of this group of Gray Dwarves was too weak; in front of Tang Zheng, they couldn't provide any effective resistance at all, and the defense line that had just been built was easily torn apart by the Magic Greatsword.
"Mana Slash: Wind!"
Seeing that the Magic Swordsman's Class Skill had finished cooling down, Tang Zheng raised his hand and unleashed a slash towards the dense Gray Dwarves in the distance.
A large number of Gray Dwarves were instantly cut to pieces by the Mana Slash!
The Mana Slash, fused with attribute elements, had its attack power increased by a notch; among the four elements, the attack power of the wind element was not the strongest.
It was just that the wind element's slash was more suitable for dealing with opponents with relatively low strength, capable of causing a wide range of damage, while the fire element's slash was more suitable for dealing with strong opponents.
As the Gray Dwarves began to gradually gather.
Tang Zheng, without realizing it, also reduced the range of his movements.
And in this situation! A Gray Dwarf held a long, cylindrical weapon in both hands, his eyes bloodshot, staring hatefully at the figure in the distance that was slaughtering his companions.
"Damn human!"
This Gray Dwarf was indeed Astor, and smelling the bloody scent in the air, his breathing became rapid.
The tension he originally felt facing a Hero-class expert had completely disappeared at this moment, leaving only the thought of killing the human.
Click! A mechanical sound rang out from the long-barreled weapon.
Astor raised the weapon, closed one eye, and aimed at the human figure in the distance.
With the help of his clansmen, the human's range of movement had been greatly reduced, and he knew this was the limit of his clansmen!
"Precision Aim!"
Astor let out a low roar in his heart, and the originally aimed cylindrical weapon began to shake slightly, as if it was rapidly locking onto the human.
The next moment! A red light flashed on the cylindrical weapon.
In Astor's vision, different colors of light emanated from all parts of the human's body simultaneously.
For example, the head emitted red light, the arms emitted blue light, and the chest emitted orange light, and so on.
The different colors represented the different effects produced after the weapon in his hand launched an attack.
Astor's gaze was solemn, and he did not aim the muzzle at Tang Zheng's head, but at the position of his leg.
The human was wearing armor, and aiming at the head would cause relatively strong damage, but it would also be blocked by the armor.
Therefore, Astor planned to attack the opponent's legs first to limit his movement.
Bang! A muffled sound rang out on the chaotic battlefield, and the sound was not obvious amidst the screams of the Gray Dwarves.
At this moment!
Tang Zheng, who was slaughtering the surrounding Gray Dwarves, suddenly retracted the Magic Greatsword in his hand and thrust it into the ground in front of his left leg.
Clang! A crisp metallic impact sound exploded on the blade of the Magic Greatsword, making a loud noise.
This is...
A look of astonishment appeared on Tang Zheng's face: "A gun?"
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