"Attention, be vigilant, something is coming!"
Suddenly, the figure at the very front lay on the ground, pressed his ear to the ground, and spoke.
Upon hearing this, the other four immediately stopped resting, quickly stood up, surrounded the vehicle, took out their weapons, and looked around warily.
Before long.
The sound of running faintly came from their front left, and a figure riding a strange creature appeared in their sight.
At first, the five figures were somewhat guarded, but when they clearly saw the appearance of the figure riding the strange creature, everyone simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief, with expressions of surprise and joy on their faces.
Minori rode Kuro, quickly approaching the five people, and soon clearly saw the appearance of the five figures.
Short stature, thick beard.
Aren't these dwarves?
However, the skin color of these five dwarves was all that iron-gray color, different from the skin color of the group of dwarves in the Angelicia Mountains.
But the race cannot be wrong!
Seeing that they were dwarves, a smile appeared on Minori's face. Dwarves have always been a relatively friendly race, so it seems he can have a good exchange with them.
"Greetings, everyone."
Minori came to the front of the five dwarves, pulled the bone chain on Kuro to stop it, kept a slight distance to show that he had no malicious intent, and then spoke:
"I am a trav…"
"It's actually a human!"
"The other party is a guy who escaped from the battlefield."
"This is so lucky, we actually ran into him, capture him!"
"We can exchange him for a large jar of wine!"
The five dwarves let out excited roars, interrupting Minori's words that were only halfway through. Greed and ferocity appeared on the dwarves' faces.
Everyone raised their weapons and rushed up together.
Seeing this scene.
Minori, who was trying his best to show a smile on his face, couldn't help but pause.
"I didn't expect that there are also humans in this area? But it sounds like their situation is very bad."
Minori looked at the five dwarves rushing towards him, his eyes turned cold, and his figure instantly disappeared from Kuro.
Turning into a trail of afterimages, he took the lead in arriving in front of the five rushing dwarves!
Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!
None of the dwarves saw how Minori attacked, and their heads turned into a cloud of blood mist.
Only one dwarf, who was rushing at the very back, stood trembling in place, not killed, looking at the bloody scene in front of him in horror.
"How could this be…"
The dwarf looked at the four companions who had died in an instant, his legs weakened with fear, and he took a step back.
Is this still the human in his memory? He only seemed to have heard that there was a relatively strong guy among humans, but he should be dead now.
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Minori shook the blood off his hands, a look of disgust on his face, and swept towards the four dwarves who had been turned into meat paste by his casual punch: "I clearly restrained some strength, but it still caused such a scene."
"You guys are really weak, around level five or six? Forget it, it's enough as long as one is alive."
They looked like they had bulging muscles, and he thought their strength would be relatively strong.
Thump!
The dwarf opened his mouth wide, and with a thud, he collapsed on the ground, completely not understanding Minori's words.
However, there was no need to understand.
Minori walked to the dwarf, grabbed his hair and dragged him up from the ground, a magical light flashing in his eyes:
"Charm."
The dwarf's body stiffened, and the horrified look in his eyes immediately became dull.
"Where is this place?"
"Valley of Despair."
Minori paused, he naturally did not know what the "Valley of Despair" was, but just hearing the name, he knew it was not a good place.
After briefly organizing his words.
"Which race rules here, what is the kingdom called?"
"No, no race rules here."
"The bottom of the Valley of Despair is full of deserts, and the deepest part is the place of active volcanoes, it is the most remote place in the world."
"Then what is the closest country to here? Which race rules it?"
"I don't know." The dwarf said blankly: "50 years ago, our Gray Dwarf Kingdom went to war with the Troll Kingdom, and the country was defeated before we fled here to survive."
"Our Gray Dwarves have not left here for more than 50 years, and we don't know much about the outside information."
After listening.
Minori was thoughtful, and then continued to ask:
"What is the battlefield you mentioned just now?"
"Weak humans have occupied an oasis here, and the strong among humans have died of old age, we want to seize the humans' oasis."
"As long as we can take the oasis, the great Gray Dwarves will be able to reproduce more people, form a large army, leave this Valley of Despair, and regain our glory."
Next.
Minori asked some more detailed questions, and after a while, he reached out and squeezed hard, breaking the Gray Dwarf's neck.
"Kuro, let's go!" Minori looked serious.
The situation of humans in this area can no longer be described as bad, but has reached the point of near extinction.
In this vast desert area, a place with water can be called an "oasis".
Since 20 years ago, among the humans surviving in the Valley of Despair, a strong man who could be called a "hero" was born, and occupied one of the three major oases in this area.
The human race, which was originally hiding and struggling to survive, was able to completely settle down here.
However, this "hero" died of old age!
The lifespan of humans is ultimately incomparable to other races.
Weak, short-lived, and with the exception of a good ability to reproduce, they are indeed an inferior race in the eyes of other races, only to be used as slaves, or even food.
And among such an inferior race, it was actually possible to give birth to a "hero-level" strong man, which in itself is one of the most incredible miracles in this death valley.
Clatter!
The sound of weapons colliding and rubbing against the armor on their bodies echoed in the occasionally blowing yellow sand and the dry desert.
500 fully armed Gray Dwarves, each with a ferocious look in their eyes, surrounded a human force of about a hundred people.
Speaking of fully armed, in reality, each Gray Dwarf held a hammer-style weapon, and had a wooden shield wrapped in iron skin in their hands.
As for armor?
In this ghostly place lacking ore, even dwarves who are good at forging weapons cannot conjure up materials out of thin air.
As for the human side, not many of them have real weapons, and most of them even use the same style of weapons as the Gray Dwarves.
Only at the very front of this group of humans, there was a very conspicuous figure, holding a silver spear in her hand and wearing a dark brown armor.
This was a girl with short silver hair, exposed skin that was wheat-colored, who looked only about 17 years old, with a tough face.
And this armor was already covered with large and small potholes, full of a sense of disrepair, obviously a set of old armor that had existed for who knows how many years.
The strong bloody smell in the air permeated, and there were a large number of corpses lying on the ground, but most of them were human corpses.
They were surrounded!
They already had no chance of winning in terms of numbers alone, let alone the difference in weapons.
"You damn rabble! No one will be able to escape, all of you will die under the weapons of the great Gray Dwarf warriors."
The Gray Dwarf general, who commanded this army, shouted excitedly at the besieged humans.
He had long expected that humans would not be captured without resistance, and would definitely take small actions to resist desperately, but he did not expect that he would really bet right.
What he didn't expect even more!
The granddaughter of that human "hero" was actually in this force. If he could capture her alive, kill her in front of the rebellious humans, it would definitely completely defeat the human defense line.
Compared to the Gray Dwarves with excited and ferocious eyes.
The humans under siege were very calm instead, no one spoke, everyone just silently clenched the weapons in their hands.
No fear of death!
No fear of the enemy!
Clatter!
Armor rattled.
"We shall live on, everyone!" The silver-haired girl raised her arm and held the spear over her head: "Kill!!"
A hoarse roar sounded.