Chapter 255: Lionheart

"I can only go back first... I am a golden professional, and I have at least a hundred years of life. One defeat is nothing, I still have a chance!"
Imsh ran to the depths of the dark mountains, accompanied by his guards, while cheering himself up.
It's just... this kind of thinking even he himself suspects is just a self-comfort.
In less than two years, the Fairy Forest has undergone such a big change.
In less than two years, the elves have become this powerful and crazy appearance...
So what will happen in a few decades?
Imsh... I really can't imagine it.
Moreover, he has not yet figured out how so many elves gathered.
Nearly ten thousand elves, this is not a small number!
The elves are already difficult to multiply, so many elves...I'm afraid that all the wild elves remaining in the southwestern part of the Seggs Continent are gathered up, right?
"No... it can't be more, the elves are not humans."
Imsh shook his head.
And when he was running around surrounded by guards...
Suddenly, an elf riding a crypt spider rushed out of the side forest.
It was a player who was chasing and killing a half-orc, chasing and killing a lost player...
The two sides had a face-to-face meeting, and both were taken aback.
And when the player saw the look of Imsh clearly, he shouted excitedly:
"Found the boss! Found the boss!"
BOSS? !
Imsh was surprised!
Although I don't know what "BOSS" is, it must be him!
In fright, he quickly drew out his lionheart sword, and hacked this hapless elf to death like a chicken...
At this time, he heard that the elves who were chasing after him riding on the beast were also excited:
"Fuck? BOSS? Really?"
"Is there a boss in the person in front?"
These players... are all players of the First Army, a group of fighting frenzy.
Although they have been chasing, they have not paid attention to who they are chasing.
Anyway... They were all half-orcs, they seemed to be a small group with a large number of people, and obviously they were all well equipped, so they have been chasing them all the way to the present.
Now that they knew it was the BOSS, this group of players instantly became excited.
"BOSS! It must be the Lionheart King mentioned in the plot!"
"He is a low-level strength of gold, we can't beat it, go and call someone! Please come over Rose!"
"Forget about Rose, what do we have to repair when she comes!"
"Then go get the black dragon! That guy can still get gold from the front! Let's take the opportunity to make up the knife!"
For a while, the excited voices of the players came from afar, and the Lionheart King Imsh was frightened.
These elves...because they have monsters as mounts, they are extremely fast.
But he himself was injured again, and his speed dropped drastically...
Of course, as a golden professional, 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 the other half-orcs who fled with him...
He has lost 30,000 troops...
He didn't want to give up on the dozens of half-orcs that followed him to escape.
Therefore, because of many worries, until now he has not completely got rid of the elves...
But now it seems that this blind escape is also a mistake!
If they were to really attract the black dragon, with his current state, I'm afraid he would really fall here.
The other half-orcs around also understood this truth.
They looked serious, ignoring their injuries. Those with weapons drew out their weapons, while those without weapons clenched their fists, and said to their king:
"My lord! You leave now! We stay and hold these elves!"
"That's right! You alone... will be able to go back smoothly, but it is a burden to take us!"
"You are our king! As long as you are here! Orcs can rise again!"
"Only when you go back... can you avenge the dead people!"
Their voices are very excited, but their eyes are bright and decisive.
Seeing his subordinates like this, Lionheart King Imsh's expression became more complicated.
"Hey……"
He stopped and scratched the blood on the lion heart sword.
"If you give up everyone and run away alone... Then what qualifications do I have to be the king of half-orcs?"
Imsh's expression was very lonely.
The other half-orcs also had complicated expressions.
After Imsh finished speaking, he raised his long sword again.
With red eyes and a grim expression, he roared angrily:
"Isn't it just a few hundred elves of the Dark Iron rank?! After chasing us for so long...I am really fed up! Let me destroy them with me! Then everyone will go home together!"
When the other demigods listened, their eyes were red.
They either clenched their fists, or raised their weapons, and shouted likewise:
"Kill them! Go home together!"
Imsh took a deep breath, his body soared, and the pressure of the golden rank burst out in an instant, and even a light red halo appeared on his body!
He roared, turned around, and raised the lionheart sword to rush towards the elves who had been chasing him!
The morale of the other half-orcs also increased.
They were also in madness, turned and roared and charged with their king...
This scene scared the players who had been chasing them.
"I rub! They are going to work hard!"
"What are you afraid of! We are crowded!"
"Clear the mobs first! BOSS is the main thing! No other experience!"
"Yes! Don't keep your hands!"
They also yelled, ready to meet.
Then, Imsh was frightened and saw that many elves suddenly raised a weapon that he unforgettable—the steam gun.
I saw these elves pointed their guns at the charging half-orcs and pulled the trigger one after another.
For a time, the gunshots were loud!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Lionheart King only felt tingling from many places on his body, knowing that he had been shot.
But ~EbookFREE.me~ The existence of the Golden Order is naturally impossible to be killed by a mere projectile.
When he fully stimulated his strength, these bullets only broke his skin and couldn't penetrate his muscles...
But... the orcs around him are different.
These half-orcs are at best the strength of the upper ranks of Black Iron, and many of them have lost their weapons, and it is even more impossible to keep the shield.
They are almost all live targets now.
In an instant, seven or eight half-orcs fell to the ground with a grunt.
Others whispered in pain, with varying degrees of injury...
Seeing this scene, Lionheart King Imshi's eyes were red.
"Asshole! Despicable!"
He roared, his speed was mentioned again, and he rushed into the elf instantly!