Chapter 110 Dragon Soul

"There is a fork in the road here. Which way should we go?"

Sylvanas asked Richard, looking at the three roads in front of him.

Left, middle, and right, Richard held his breath and felt the energy floating in the air. He opened his eyes and said, "Let's split up. I'll go to the left, Archmage Liu will go to the middle, and Sylvanas, you go to the right. Be careful and don't let any orcs go."

"Okay." Sylvanas nodded and led some warriors into the passage on the right. Mage Liu nodded slightly to show his agreement and walked into the middle road. Richard led his men into the road on the left.

Richard's perception just now told him that on the right was a training room where hatched dragon chicks were kept. Dragons were all very large, and newborn dragon babies were about the size of orcs. Dragons that were a few months old could already fly. Orcs trained them with chains and whips. They were all trainers, so it wasn't difficult. Sylvanas should be able to destroy them easily. The middle was the last stronghold of the Dragonmaw Clan, where the most elite warriors were. However, they didn't expect the mage to be able to destroy them, so they just had to drive them away and leave some orcs in human territory. They might be needed in the future.

As for the left, it was a breeding place. The item Richard needed was also in there.

The orc Nicurus felt the danger. For more than ten days, the Alliance's army had been unstoppable and had fought all the way here. Unlike other orcs, Nicurus had a crippled leg. When other orcs encountered such a situation, they would usually end their lives. But Nicurus was very afraid of death. Whether it was scalping or disembowelment, it made him shudder. He pressed a prosthesis on himself and survived until now under the mocking eyes of other orcs.

Nicurus gently touched the golden disc in his hand. No matter how dark the place was, the disc could emit light. This thing, which everyone called the Demon Soul, changed his fate. He changed from a cowardly trash who was mocked by others to a terrifying dragon enslaver. Nykrus had already arranged a retreat for himself. Even if the Dragonmaw Clan failed to withstand the attack of the Alliance, he could escape from Grim Batol. As long as he had the disc that could control the dragons, he could make a comeback.

"Strange, why haven't those guys opened yet?"

Nykrus touched his head. He sent some men to investigate the Alliance's movements. They were divided into several groups. It was impossible for them to be killed. Even if they were killed, they could make some noise, right?

"Who are you!" Nykrus shouted towards the cave entrance. He just heard the sound of stones being trampled at the cave entrance.

Richard walked in, shadow energy still floating on his left hand, and several Nagas followed him.

"You guys! Go!" Nikelus instinctively sensed the danger, waved his hand and asked his men to rush forward, and he secretly retreated.

Before he could take a few steps back, what happened made his eyes pop out. The shadow energy on Richard's hand was like silk, wrapped around the necks of several orcs. Several orcs grabbed their necks tightly and died without making any sound. Nikelus finally knew what happened to those people he sent out. Would he end up like this? No! Nikelus used all his strength to limp quickly to the wall, where there was a secret passage that could slide directly out of the mountain range.

However, the shadow energy first entangled his limbs, lifted him up into the air and took him back.

"No!" Nikerus yelled, just one step away! Just one step away and he could escape!

Nikerus lay in front of Richard, still yelling in the previous moment, and immediately changed his face the next moment, kneeling on the ground and looking up to beg for mercy: "Hero, spare my life! Please spare my life... By the way, this is the Demon Soul, which can be used to control those dragons! Please let me go!"

Nikerus offered the Demon Soul that he never let go of with both hands, and Richard controlled the shadow energy to roll up the Demon Soul. Nikerus was still begging for mercy, crying while speaking, with tears and snot flowing together. Maybe the Demon Soul left him forever?

Richard controlled the shadow energy to suspend the Demon Soul in the air, then bent over and looked at Nekrus: "You want to live?"

Nekrus kept nodding. Richard looked at him for a long time, sighed, and put his hand on his head.

"What a pity that he is a warlock."

"Ah————!" Nekrus's eyes rolled up, his mouth wide open, and the energy in his body poured into Richard's body.

"It seems that he has nothing to do with it." Richard looked at the emaciated corpse on the ground and said, this kind of greedy and cowardly beastman is still rare. This kind of person has always been the easiest to control. It's a pity that he is a warlock. Before finding Iori, no warlock can let it go...

Richard held the Demon Soul in both hands and felt the energy inside. The Demon Soul, or Dragon Soul, is an artifact made by the Black Dragon King 10,000 years ago. The Black Dragon tricked other Dragon Kings into infusing his power into it, and then betrayed them. He used this artifact to defeat several other Dragon Kings who were exhausted and weakened, and the Blue Dragons were almost exterminated. Later, the Black Dragon King was defeated, and the artifact was also sealed to prohibit all dragons from touching it. Now it has been obtained by the orcs to enslave the red dragons, and they named it the Demon Soul.

Richard learned from Nekros's memory that Netharion guided them to find the Dragon Soul and the residence of the red dragon. Richard gently touched the Dragon Soul. After ten thousand years, the seal on it showed signs of loosening. No wonder Nexus could get close to it. Shadow power flashed and re-reinforced the seal. Nexus would never be able to touch this thing again.

"Keep an eye on it!" Richard asked the Naga behind him to keep the Dragon Soul. After all, Richard was here to rescue the red dragons. The Dragon Soul would oppress those red dragons, so it was better not to bring it with him, so as to prevent those red dragons from making nonsense after being rescued.

Entering the breeding cave, Richard found a group of weak red dragons, some old and some young. He first recorded these scenes with a magic crystal and then untied the dragons' shackles. He kept the crystal and went to show the Red Dragon Queen the miserable state of her husband and children.

The memory of Nykrus told Richard that without the Red Dragon Queen, the orcs could only let the other dragons mate day and night. Some of these dragons were the Red Dragon Queen's husbands, some were her sons and daughters. Some of the dragons who resisted were killed by the orcs, and the survivors were enslaved by the Dragon Soul and committed incest between fathers and daughters, brothers and sisters.

Richard opened his arms: "You are free!"