"I can only go back first... I am a golden professional, and I have at least a hundred years of life. One setback is nothing, I still have a chance!"

While escorting himself to the depths of the dark mountains accompanied by his personal guards, Imsh cheered himself up in his heart.

It's just... even he himself suspected that this kind of thought was just a kind of self-comfort.

In just less than two years, the Elf Forest has undergone such a big change.

In just less than two years, the elves became such a powerful and crazy look...

So what will happen in a few decades?

Imsh... I really can't imagine it.

Moreover, he still hasn't figured out how so many elves gathered together.

Nearly 10,000 elves, this is not a small number!

The elves are difficult to reproduce, so many elves... I'm afraid they have gathered up all the remaining wild elves in the southwest of the Seges continent?

"No...it's impossible to have more, the elves are not humans."

Imsh shook his head.

And just as he was surrounded by his personal guards and ran...

Suddenly, an elf riding a crypt spider rushed out of the woods on the side.

That is a player who is chasing orcs, chasing and chasing lost...

Both sides met and were slightly stunned.

And when the player saw Imsh clearly, he shouted excitedly:

"I discovered the boss! I discovered the boss!"

boss?!

Imsh was shocked!

Although I don’t know what “boss” is, I guess he must be referring to him!

In shock and anger, he quickly pulled out his Lionheart Sword and cut the unlucky elf to death like a chicken...

At this time, he was also excited when he heard the elves behind him riding monsters chasing him:

"Damn it? Boss? Real or fake?"

"There is a boss in the person in front?"

These players... are all players of the First Legion, a group of combat madmen.

Although they kept chasing, they didn't pay attention to who they were chasing.

Anyway... they are all half-orcs, they still look like a small group, with a large number of people, and obviously all the equipment is good, so they have been chasing all the way to the present.

Now that I know it was the boss, the group of players became excited instantly.

"Boss! It must be the Lionheart King mentioned in the plot!"

"He is the Golden Sub-Levels. We can't beat it. Go and call someone! Invite Rose over!"

"Forget it, Rose, what else can we fix the knife when she comes!"

"Then go and invite the Black Dragon! That guy can still face the gold head-on! Let's take the opportunity to finish the fight!"

For a moment, the excited voices of the players came from afar, and the Lion Heart King Imsh was shocked.

These elves... have monsters as mounts and are extremely fast.

But he was injured again, and his speed dropped significantly...

Of course, as a golden profession, even if he is injured, his speed is not comparable to that of a black iron-level monster.

But as a king, he also has to take care of other orc confidants who fled with him...

He has lost 30,000 troops...

The last group of dozens of orcs who fled with him did not want to give up on them anymore.

So, because of his many concerns, he has not completely gotten rid of the elves until now...

But now it seems that this blind escape is also a mistake!

If they really brought the Black Dragon, in his current state, he might really die here.

The other orcs around also understood this truth.

They looked solemn, not caring about the injuries on their bodies. Those with weapons drew out their weapons, while those without weapons held their fists and said to their king:

"Master! You should leave quickly! Let's stay and hold these elves!"

"That's right! You alone... will definitely be able to go back smoothly. Taking us with you is a burden!"

"You are our king! As long as you are there, the orcs will be able to rise again!"

"Only when you go back... can you avenge your dead tribe!"

Their voices were very excited, and their eyes were bright and decisive.

Seeing his subordinates like this, the expression of the Lion Heart King Imsh became more and more complicated.

"Why……"

He stopped and scraped the blood from the Lionheart sword.

"If everyone is given up and escapes alone...what is my qualification to become the king of the orcs?"

Imsh's expression was very lonely.

When other orcs heard this, they also had complicated expressions.

After Imsh finished speaking, he raised his sword again.

He had red eyes, a ferocious expression, and shouted in grief:

"Aren't it just hundreds of elves of the Black Iron Level?! I've been chasing us for so long... I've really had enough! Let's destroy them with me! Then everyone will go home together!"

When the other demigods heard this, their eyes turned red.

They either clenched their fists or raised their weapons, shouting:

"Kill them! Go home together!"

Imsh took a deep breath, his breath surged, and the pressure of the golden level burst out instantly, and even a light red halo appeared on his body!

He roared angrily, turned around, raised the Lion Heart Sword and rushed towards the elves who had been chasing him!

The morale of other orcs also increased.

They were also in a state of madness, turned around and roared and charged with their own king...

This scene scares the players who have been chasing them.

"Damn it! They're going to fight to the death!"

"What are you afraid of? We have many people!"

"Clear the monster first! The boss is the main thing! It's better not to have other experiences!"

"That's right! Don't hold back!"

They also shouted loudly and were ready to face it.

Then, Imsh was shocked and angry and saw that many elves suddenly raised a weapon that he had unforgettable - the steam gun.

These elves pointed their guns at the charge of the orcs and pulled the trigger one after another.

For a moment, gunfire sounded!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Lion Heart King only felt a tingling pain coming from many parts of his body, knowing that he was shot.

However, the existence of the Golden Level naturally cannot be killed by a mere projectile.

When he was fully motivating his strength, these bullets only broke his skin and could not penetrate his muscles at all...

But... the orcs around him are different.

At most, these orcs are also the strength of the Black Iron. Many of them even lose their weapons, so it is even more impossible to keep the shield.

They are almost all living targets now.

In an instant, seven or eight orcs groaned and fell to the ground.

Others exclaimed in pain, and suffered injuries of varying degrees of their bodies...

Seeing this scene, Lion Heart King Imsh's eyes turned red.

"Bastard! Despicable!"
Chapter completed!