Comprehensive Network: The Chosen One Who Started from Speed-farming and Destroying Ashes

Chapter 111 Golden Lightning on the Hillside (Two Updates!)

"Don't be silly, friend."

The person who had previously blocked Yi Qingfeng's path grinned and said.

He was quite tall, and wore a coarse linen cloak covered in mud, its original color almost unrecognizable.

In contrast, the leather armor worn by his accomplices looked bright and shiny.

The hood covered most of his face, revealing only a sharply defined, stubble-covered chin and a thin, chapped lip.

At that moment, he grinned, revealing his somewhat yellowed teeth:

"We are the servants of the mighty and noble Volksar."

"If you don't want to cause trouble for your monarch—put away your coins, armor..."

"Oh, and this fat pig, keep them all..."

He pointed at the steel bristles, his eyes gleaming with greed.

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a chilling howl!
Steelfur's intelligence is at least superior to that of the two-headed ogre—that is, if his language proficiency, loaded in the cross-server instance, is also inherited.

It can understand what the other person is saying...

Yi Qingfeng did not suppress Steelmane's fury.

He was unwilling to kill humans unless absolutely necessary.

This will weaken the Earth's ability to restore its sanity.

However, those in the evil faction are clearly not included in this list...

It could even be considered a supplement...

The education and civilization he received never taught him to docilely face the darkness.

The terrain here seems quite nice...

Yi Qingfeng noticed this.

At this moment, the steel bristles had already crushed the provocation it had suffered...

"boom!"

Crossbow bolts shot down from the cliffs on both sides!

They struck Yi Qingfeng's armor, making a loud noise!

At that moment, Yi Qingfeng pulled out a glass of beer from thin air and drank it all in one gulp...

At this point, Yi Qingfeng began to mobilize the power he had never used before.

A scorching, viscous energy condensed within his body.

The source of this energy convergence is not the lungs, but some organ deeper inside—an organ that seems to exist outside the real material world…

Yi Qingfeng's entire chest was heaving violently, and he could clearly feel the restlessness of that wild power!
The next moment, facing the narrow canyon before them:

The wild power that originated from the dragon is now unleashed in an even more unrestrained form!

Secondary acidic breath!
A deep, dark torrent of gas surged out of Yi Qingfeng's mouth!

A certain transcendent element gave it an additional, terrifying expansion!

In this cramped environment, in an instant, the entire canyon was shrouded in this terrifying acidic fog!

The bandits let out short, sharp, piercing screams as they rolled on the ground, trying to block the corrosive force with mud or something else.

But this was undoubtedly in vain:
A few seconds later, the wailing stopped.

Only some still twitching bodies remained...

The acid mist lingered in the canyon for more than ten seconds before gradually settling and dissipating.

The pungent stench, a mixture of vinegar, rotting matter, and burning flesh, lingered in the air for a long time...

Feeling the burning sensation on his body, Yi Qingfeng took another sip of beer.

Dragon's breath doesn't care whether you're a spellcaster or not.

Just like a dragon can be harmed by its own breath.

It was at this moment that Yi Qingfeng discovered the wine glass was unexpectedly useful:
As long as it's not a prolonged battle.

The feature that automatically replenishes his health after a battle allows him to drink freely during combat.

Of course, he needs to consider one issue:
If I drink too much of this stuff, I hope I won't develop a beer belly.

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The compass is guiding...

Yi Qingfeng could sense that he had entered the territory of that Lava Dragon subspecies.

The bandits we encountered earlier were probably not even considered true henchmen of the enemy.

The ones truly under their control were a group of orcs... old friends, you could say.

Yi Qingfeng sat on Steel Mane; they had just crossed a valley.

After climbing the steep slope on the opposite bank following the compass's guidance, a huge orc camp came into Yi Qingfeng's view.

A black wall made of unpolished black volcanic rock blocks enclosed the entire orc camp.

There are many crude totem poles standing on the wall.

The distance was too great for Yi Qingfeng to see clearly.

It was probably carved in the shape of a dragon coiling or spreading its wings.

In the center of the camp was a huge pit, from which a deep red color, like that of hell, was gushing out.

Small volcano?

Or is it a coal seam that has been ignited?

Yi Qingfeng paused slightly.

It seems these orcs have considerable fire resistance.

At this moment, a large number of orcs are working in the camp.

Unlike the orcs that Yi Qingfeng had encountered before.

These orcs had skin that was a dark gray, like cooled lava, and were mostly covered with deep wrinkles and burn scars.

He could see these orcs by the fire pit much more clearly than the totem poles on the wall.

It was also during Yi Qingfeng's observation of this orc camp.

The paladin riding his steel mane on the hillside undoubtedly stirred up the orcs.

They certainly know:

No outcast dares to appear here.

But if it does occur, it's often a significant problem...

Volksar's fearsome reputation intimidated the region.

But equally—it also has an even more fatal attraction…

Dragon slayer?
The orc's gaze turned dangerous.

In their fervent worship, they have automatically ignored the suffix of Lava Dragon subspecies.

True dragons have been absent from this world for far too long...

Yalong?

When no other wingspan could shield the sky, these giants, who walked more on the earth, also brought extraordinary power and protection.

They don't need to be exceptionally powerful, just stronger than the other tribes in the region...

"Woo-buzz-"

The bugle call brought the order to battle:
More orcs poured out of the camp.

Compared to the orcs working outside, these orcs were undoubtedly more elite.

Some of them are even equipped with iron armor.

A powerful orc, whose identity was so obvious that it was impossible to identify, roared as he charged out of the tent.

Its sound was so loud.

Even amidst this chaotic scene, Yi Qingfeng, standing on a distant hillside, could clearly hear:
"Another piece of trash looking for death?"

In a foreign world, you're unlikely to encounter trivial words.

However, the language of the cross-network copy loading is well understood, and it automatically gave it this interpretation.

Yi Qingfeng waited indifferently for them to gather.

It was as if he were merely a sentinel, with a massive army about to arrive behind him...

until:

With the help of wheels and chains, the huge rock that served as the gate was slowly lifted.

The strong orc led his tribe to attack Yi Qingfeng.

They had reasons why they had to choose this place as their tribe.

Similarly—they must eliminate all other species that appear here!
It was at this time that Yi Qingfeng's will came into play:

Steelmane let out a ferocious roar, and it charged towards the enemy with Yi Qingfeng, like a golden lightning bolt!

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