Abyssal Dragon

Chapter 82 082. Devil City
"His Royal Highness Dirsas, all 66 troll captives surrendered."

After Ganglie's head was smashed, the morale of the troll soldiers plummeted, but they still resisted tenaciously.

It wasn't until he was almost killed that the will to fight was disintegrated, and he dropped his weapon and knelt on the ground to surrender.

"It seems that no matter how strong the self-confidence of the race is, there are guys who are willing to give in."

Dirsas glanced at the trolls with their heads bowed, and ordered to Baron: "Let them clean up the battlefield, all trolls with knife wounds will be smashed, and those wounded trolls lying on the ground will also be killed." These surrendered trolls took care of it themselves."

Dirsas would not easily trust these troll captives who surrendered, so asking them to kill their own kind was considered a surrender certificate.

If these captives are unwilling to do this, there is no need for Dirsas to keep them.

Facts have proved that once the bottom line is pierced, it will be easier to poke it again.

After hearing Baron's order, the captives just froze for a moment, and after a short hesitation, they smashed the corpses of their former companions with hammers or stones as instructed, and then executed the wounded lying on the ground one by one.

The reason why Dirsas asked them to smash the troll's corpse was not only to make them express their determination, but also to get rid of the traces of weapons on the corpse.

Most demons rely on their bodies to fight. If you want to plant a demon on them, you must at least make them look like one, and remove the traces of weapons such as swords.

"It seems that next time, Kavin will take his demon army to visit the surrounding troll camps."

Demons are not easy to control, so Dirsas didn't bring demons with him in this kind of rushing battle.

But if you want to warm up the relationship between demons and trolls, the most realistic way is to use the demon army.

"The great Mr. Abyss Dragon,"

The man who first expressed his submission knelt down and performed a five-body salute to Dirsas. It could be seen that he was expressing his respect with all his strength.

"Humanity."

Dirsas looked at the man in front of him with great interest.

Humans in this world are completely different from Dirsas in the previous life.

The most obvious is the big nose, with a high and narrow bridge that looks a bit like a hook; the cheekbones and jawbones are flat, and the chin is fat and round.

Their hair is abundant, and they have red, yellow, white, brown and black hair in various colors. They are very similar to the Westerners in the impression of Dirsas in his previous life, but they are taller, with broad shoulders and round waist, thick limbs, and the appearance is somewhat different. coordination.

"Get up."

For those who are willing to voluntarily surrender, Dirsas will naturally not make things difficult.

The man quickly got up from the ground after responding, but kept his head down, not daring to look directly at Dirsas.

The rhetoric before was more about venting emotions, but now when he really stood in front of Dirsas, the open-mindedness of "I'm going to die" was replaced by fear.

"What is your name."

"Dot, Dot Matthew." The man answered honestly.

"Well, Dot, you will be the leader of these humans in the future."

Dirsas glanced at the humans sitting together in the distance. After the fight, there were about a hundred people left, which was considered a small group.
"And those trolls who surrendered are also handed over to you to manage. Do you think you can do it?"

"No problem, no problem, I was the captain of the vanguard team before,"

The man Dot didn't expect that he could keep his job, and he nodded repeatedly suppressing the excitement in his heart.

Then he said cautiously: "Some trolls are often not very obedient, I may have to use some tough methods..."

"Fulfill your duties well, I won't care about these things."

Dirsas understands the grievances and resentments in human hearts, and the former slaves will naturally have a hard time under the hands of Dort.

Dirsas is not an angel of light, so naturally he would not persuade him to say "be generous in life", as long as he works honestly, Dirsas doesn't bother to care.

"Understood, I will help you manage humans and trolls."

Dott responded quickly, very grateful that he had made the right choice before.

Standing up from the cannon fodder brigade directly got rid of the slave status, and then had the power to control the former slave owners, no one would be unhappy.

This is not a demon, this is simply the god sent by the abyss to save mankind!
Dirsas didn't stay with Dot, and asked him to retreat after giving the order, and then asked Baron to organize the team and return to the Verdant Mountains.

After Dirsas left with the legion, the large troop of the troll legion arrived at the rocky camp in the evening.

The troll general was furious when he saw what happened to the rock camp.

In the eyes of the troll general, Ganglie attacked the rocky camp without asking for instructions, and when he wiped out the rocky camp, the entire army was wiped out, causing huge losses to the troll army.

After all, if someone takes credit, someone else has to take the blame.

At the same time, in order to make up for the loss in the rock camp, the troll general led the army to attack the nearest camp in the early morning of the next day.

In the days that followed, the troll general united with other legions and swept all the demon settlements on the border between the grassland and the corrupted land.

……

……

In the world of Rosen, the center of the corrupted land is shrouded in gray mist, and the stench and bloody smell are pervasive.

The old city was dilapidated, with black spots scattered on the gray and white walls.

It used to be a city of trolls. After being occupied by demons, most of the houses were destroyed, and now only ruins remain.

Demons like to walk through such a city, accompanied by screams and noise from time to time.

The demons that can enter the city have a certain degree of rationality, but once a conflict occurs, such as being accidentally stepped on or bumped by someone, the demons will give up their rationality and choose to fight violently.

Such a fight would often affect other demons passing by—the latter would not let it go, but directly joined the melee without hesitation.

If there are powerful demons in the melee, the conflict ends with the weak being slain.

But if the demons are all evenly matched, the conflict will intensify.

Until the city's law enforcement team arrives.

The law enforcement team is often full of demons, they can't remember any complicated laws, so it is very simple to deal with this kind of thing-kill them all.

After all, demons don't speak long lectures.

Similar conflicts are very common in demon cities. There are pools of black blood scattered on both sides of the long streets, and stumps and broken arms can be seen everywhere.

This street leads directly to the other end of the city, where there is a towering mountain, which is the habitat of the Balrog Gadro.

This high mountain had nothing to do with volcanoes, but Gadro ordered the mages under his command to use flame spar to forcibly build a magma pool in the mountain.

The flame power of the Balrog's body could have affected the surrounding environment, causing the magma pool to continue to expand, and the entire cave was scorching hot all year round.

The Balrog Gadro naturally enjoys this environment very much, soaking in the magma pool all the year round to feel the warmth of the flames.

But many demons couldn't stand the high temperature, and it seemed as if their bodies would be ignited when they entered the cave, so all the demons who reported to the Balrog Gadro knelt at the entrance of the cave, unwilling to step in.

"Those arrogant trolls need to be dealt with, but the most important thing right now is our portal."

Gadro, who was soaked in the magma, leaned his head on the boulder, and didn't care much about how many camps the troll had captured.

When the demon army poured into Rosen continuously, none of these problems would be a problem.

"How long will it take for the abyss portal?"

(End of this chapter)