Chapter 197: Where else can you run, Your Majesty? Treasury Weapons

Minister of Forging?

Tang Zheng swung the magic greatsword, heard the gray dwarf soldiers' address for the gray dwarf who looked to have a very high status, and narrowed his eyes.

Was the other party that gray dwarf who mastered Lu En technology means?

A thought moved in Tang Zheng's heart; he watched the gray dwarf soldiers surging forward, and raised the palm holding the magic greatsword.

"Magic Slash: Wind!"

A three-meter-long slash was released from the tip of the magic greatsword, killing all the dense gray dwarf soldiers in front in one breath.

"Ah!!"

Screams resounded across the area.

The Minister of Forging felt cold in his hands and feet, trembling as he wanted to turn and run, but the next moment his body was uncontrollably suspended.

Tang Zheng had already flashed in front of the other party, reached out to pick up the Minister of Forging, saw the other party's panicked look, and said indifferently: "I have a lot of things I want to ask you, All-Race Charm!"

The Minister of Forging's body stiffened, and he stopped struggling.

At this very moment.

The 3,000 human members led by Seeing Ya La Er'er were forming a siege net, slaughtering the gray dwarves fleeing from the oasis.

Pfft!

The long spear swung.

Seeing Ya La Er'er made a thrust, pierced the body of a gray dwarf, picked it up on the spear shaft, and exerted force with her arm to throw the corpse away.

"Will Hero, my lord be in danger if he enters the oasis alone?" Seeing Ya La Er'er looked up toward the depths of the oasis, a look of worry appearing on her face.

However!

Seeing Ya La Er'er also knew Tang Zheng's strength and understood that her current task was equally important; she must not let any gray dwarf escape.

In the cave under the oasis.

The re-entry of the sandstorm elemental spirit made the situation underground very chaotic, and the originally stable passage became fragile under the erosion of the yellow sand.

The passage collapsed, and the ground shook!

A large number of gray dwarves scrambled to flee from the underground cave toward the ground above.

Those who were lucky crawled out from other caves, while those who were unlucky were buried by the collapsed passage, or even encountered the sandstorm elemental spirit and were killed!

Located in the center of the oasis.

In the cave under the area close to the water source.

A 50-man gray dwarf legion wearing full armor was protecting the middle-aged gray dwarf wearing a crown, shuttling through the underground passage and fleeing toward the direction outside the oasis.

"How could this be!"

"Humans clearly didn't have any Hero-level powerhouses." The gray dwarf King looked panicked; compared to the sturdy gray dwarf warriors around him, his belly was round, and he swayed as he ran.

He looked like a moving ball, extremely embarrassed.

However, the gray dwarf tribe was born with excellent physique, and even in such an obese state, the gray dwarf King's running movements still seemed a bit agile.

"You bunch of trash, move faster."

In the slightly narrow passage, the gray dwarf King saw the soldiers in front suddenly become slow, and he roared anxiously, preparing to scold these subordinates.

Boom!

Boom!

Violent vibrations kept coming from afar, causing the wooden piles used to stabilize the two sides of the underground passage to vibrate, and layers of mud sprinkled down.

The look of fear 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 under the oasis where the soil was stable.

The lower the status of the gray dwarves, the closer the place they lived was to the outskirts of the oasis where the soil was loose.

The gray dwarves invaded the oasis where the humans lived. Essentially, it was also because with the increase in population, the oasis they occupied was no longer enough to carry more population.

Bang!

The soldiers in front suddenly stopped.

Making the gray dwarf King behind almost bump into these soldiers; his originally anxious look became angry, and he was just about to scold these subordinates.

"Your Majesty."

A tired, familiar voice came.

The panicked look on the gray dwarf King's face paused, revealing a look of surprise; he hurriedly pushed aside the soldiers in front and looked at the two figures blocking the passage.

An old gray dwarf with gray-white hair, and another gray dwarf standing behind the other party, wearing a strange vest outfit, holding a long cylindrical weapon in his hand.

It was neither like a hammer, nor did it have any connection to sword or blade weapons.

"Minister of General Affairs!"

The gray dwarf King looked at the two in surprise, then hurriedly said: "Come with me quickly; if we stay any longer, the entire underground cave will probably collapse."

The Minister of General Affairs lowered his eyelids, faced the panicked King, and let out a faint sigh.

"Respected Your Majesty, where else can we run?" The Minister of General Affairs' voice rang out, causing the air to suddenly go quiet.

The gray dwarf King's panicked expression also froze on his face instantly.

Just like the human tribe, even if they knew they couldn't resist the gray dwarf legion, they still resisted to the death, because everyone knew.

In this Valley of Despair, leaving the oasis and leaving the water source meant there was only a dead end.

"We fled from the outside world to this Valley of Despair, and now we have to flee the oasis, just because of a powerful enemy!"

The Minister of General Affairs looked excited, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins, staring dead at the gray dwarf King:

"Since when did our great gray dwarf tribe become so cowardly and weak!"

"Just because that powerhouse of the humans is someone who has stepped into the Hero realm! We still have more than 10,000 tribespeople, and he is only one person!"

"Your Majesty, have you heard the screams and wails of the tribespeople? 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 gaze of all the tribespeople around him at this moment.

"I... need, what should I do?"

The gray dwarf King opened his mouth, and then some decadent words were spat out.

"Those humans are not our opponents at all; the only trouble is that human powerhouse. As long as we can solve the other party, we can destroy the humans again and take back the human oasis."

The Minister of General Affairs spoke quickly, striking while the iron was hot.

The gray dwarf King naturally knew that their real trouble was that human powerhouse, but the problem was how to solve it.

That was no longer an existence that could be solved by simple numbers; if the other party wanted to run, they couldn't stop him at all.

"Astor." The Minister of General Affairs spoke.

Beside him, the gray dwarf wearing the strange outfit and weapon stepped forward.

"This is the weapon in the treasury, and it is also our hope for a comeback." The Minister of General Affairs said to the gray dwarf King.

Treasury weapon?

The gray dwarf King looked at the equipment in Astor's hand again, a look of memory flashing in his gaze; no wonder it looked a bit familiar.

And he couldn't be blamed for having no impression of this weapon, because in his memory, this weapon couldn't be used at all, and it was more of a commemorative significance, placed in the treasury.

To be precise!

Most of the things in the treasury had far more commemorative significance than practical significance; after all, the kingdom was destroyed, and most of the treasures, weapons, and items had either been used or were all lost in the war.

And what was left.

There were not many things that were truly valuable.

"I remember this weapon shouldn't be usable, right?" The gray dwarf King looked at the Minister of General Affairs; he now suspected that the other party was senile.

"Piye, that guy, has been researching for these years, and finally, a few years ago, used Lu En technology to research a method to use this weapon." The Minister of General Affairs' voice was excited: "And Astor is the only one who can bring out the power of this weapon."

"As long as this inherited weapon is here, we have a chance to defeat that human powerhouse."

Piye was the Minister of Forging.

The gray dwarf King's spirit shook.

At the same time, the gray dwarf King was not a fool; he understood that the Minister of General Affairs telling him so much was 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 showed a bit of nervousness; he knew that the hope of the entire tribe had been placed on him.

"Please forgive my rudeness, Astor needs the ring on Your Highness's hand to increase the chance of defeating the opponent."

The Minister of General Affairs didn't wait for Astor to speak, and bowed deeply to the gray dwarf King first, asking for it.

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Hearing this.

The gray dwarf King didn't have any hesitation; he reached out and took off a ring on his left hand that was emitting faint magic power fluctuations and threw it over:

"I'll leave it to you, Astor!"

Astor hurriedly caught the ring, nodded solemnly, and then turned and left quickly.

"Your Majesty, we also have to provide help to Astor." The Minister of General Affairs let out a sigh of relief and then spoke.

"Then let's go, old man!"

The gray dwarf King raised his hand, straightened the crown on his head, bit his lip with a serious face, and turned to return to the passage he had come from.

"Your Majesty!" The Minister of General Affairs saw this scene, his eyes became moist, and he hurriedly followed.

If they finally achieved victory in this disaster, Your Highness would definitely become a truly qualified King!

Above the oasis.

Tang Zheng threw the unconscious Minister of Forging to the side; now was not the time to ask for information.

Look up!

Looking at the gray dwarves fleeing in chaos in all directions, Tang Zheng moved his steps and disappeared from where he stood, rushing toward these gray dwarves.

Sword light flashed!

Gray dwarves died one after another in an instant.

Tang Zheng swung the magic greatsword expressionlessly, and screams and terrified shouts kept ringing in his ears.

Is it cruel?

Perhaps.

Tang Zheng continued to swing his sword with a calm heart.

He didn't like to limit his behavior to "right and wrong"; that was actually a form of invisible judgment on himself.

Simply put, it was internal friction!

Compassion?

This emotion, in Tang Zheng's view, was a sense of responsibility of conscience from the education of his previous life.

But the premise of all this was that humans in his previous life were the top of the food chain, the highest-level biological existence, so they could look down on other species below them equally.

But what about the humans in this world?

Low-class race!

According to what Tang Zheng knew, in the Central Continent of the Other World, there existed a kingdom called the Ogre Kingdom, and in that kingdom, humans existed completely as food.

In that kingdom, the best ingredient to entertain guests was even a six-month-old baby in a human mother's womb.

So, talk about compassion?

Stop joking!

For a group of weak humans to pity a race that was stronger than themselves, that wasn't a question of whether they were a saint or not.

Tang Zheng actually didn't like the Slane Theocracy, but this didn't prevent him from thinking that the doctrine of the Slane Theocracy was correct for the humans at present.

"Human Supremacy"!

Only this kind of extreme doctrine could allow humans to have a clear positioning of "we are not a low-class race" in this continent.

"Eh?"

Tang Zheng moved rapidly, and as groups of blood mist bloomed around him, the action of swinging the sword suddenly paused briefly, and his eyebrows lifted slightly.

He noticed that the sandstorm elemental spirit that had sneaked underground seemed to be restricted, and not only that, but even the originally chaotic gray dwarves seemed to have begun to organize manpower and started to launch a counterattack!

But unfortunately!

The strength of this group of gray dwarves was too weak; in front of Tang Zheng, they couldn't play any effective blocking role at all, and the defense line that had just been built was easily torn open by the magic greatsword.

"Magic Slash: Wind!"

Tang Zheng saw that the cooldown of the 【Magic Swordsman】 class skill had ended, raised his hand toward the dense gray dwarves in the distance, and issued a slash.

A large number of gray dwarves were cut to pieces by the magic slash in an instant!

The magic slash fused with attribute elements had its attack power improved by a notch; among the four elements, the wind element's attack power was not the strongest.

It was just that the wind element's slash was more suitable for dealing with opponents with relatively low strength, and could cause a range of damage, while the fire element slash was suitable for dealing with strong opponents.

Under the situation where the gray dwarves began to gather gradually.

Tang Zheng's range of movement also decreased unknowingly.

And it was in this situation!

A gray dwarf was holding a long cylindrical weapon in both hands, his eyes red, staring resentfully at the figure slaughtering his companions in the distance.

"Damn human!"

This gray dwarf was exactly Astor; smelling the bloody scent permeating the air, his breathing became rapid.

The nervousness of facing a Hero-level powerhouse had completely disappeared at this moment, and only the thought of killing the human remained.

Click!

A mechanical sound rang out on the long cylindrical weapon.

Astor raised this weapon, closed one eye, and aimed at the human figure in the distance.

With the help of his tribespeople, that human's range of movement had shrunk a lot, and he knew this was already the limit of his tribespeople!

"Precision Aim!"

Astor let out a low shout in his heart, and the cylindrical weapon he was aiming with began to shake slightly, as if it were rapidly locking onto that human.

The next moment!

A red light flashed on the cylindrical weapon.

In Astor's field of vision, various parts of that human's body were simultaneously emanating different colors of luster.

For example, the head was emanating red, the arm was emanating blue, and the chest was orange, etc.

Different colors represented the different effects produced after he launched an attack with the weapon in his hand.

Astor's gaze was serious, and he didn't aim the muzzle at Tang Zheng's head, but at the position of his leg.

That human was wearing armor, and aiming at the head would cause relatively strong damage, but it would also be blocked by the armor at the same time.

So, Astor intended to attack the other party's leg first, making his movement restricted.

Bang!

A dull sound rang out on the chaotic battlefield; this sound was not obvious among 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 inserted it toward the position in front of his left leg.

Clang!

A crisp metallic clashing sound exploded on the blade of the magic greatsword, emitting a loud noise.

This is...

A look of surprise appeared on Tang Zheng's face: "Gun?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 198 =====