The invisible floating tower soon flew over the orc crypt. This crypt was not covered by any magic array and looked like an ordinary beast cave.

"This crypt doesn't look like a residence built by the invaders, but rather a bit like a temporary residence for the fugitive. Isn't this orc trapped in the Lodoro plane, right?"

"Very likely."

Through soul vision, the White Dragon Lord discovered that the orc had not left yet.

"Let's take a look first."

The White Dragon Lord removed the magic that hidden aura. The orcs in the deep crypt felt the sudden powerful magic fluctuations outside, grabbed the battle blade at their feet and rushed out.

A brown-skinned orc with long braids appeared in the sight of everyone. The orc was wearing earth-colored leather armor, with dust on its leather armor, and even its face was dirty. The only thing the orc could see was the battle blade shining with a thunder arc in its hand.

The ancient golden dragon looked at the orc for a moment.

"The lips were dry, and this was caused by no water intake for many days. It's right that this orc was trapped here."

The White Dragon Lord nodded, then frowned slightly.

"What do you think should you deal with him?"

Orcs are trapped here in plunder, and they are not worth dying, but the battle has ended at this time, and it doesn’t make much sense whether the orcs die or live.

“e…”

Priest Sinold pondered for a moment.

"Give it a chance, the Lord says forgiveness is a virtue."

The catwoman echoed.

"Amos, in another forty years, it will be White Fortress's turn to garrison the bloody battle battlefield. Why not let it sign a magic contract and add a helping hand to you."

Lord White Dragon was moved when he heard this and looked at the Sinod Priest, who smiled and nodded.

The high-level legendary orc warrior - Trioi Thunder Blade stared at the floating tower above his head, and was desperate in his heart. How terrible is a high-level legendary wizard who controls the floating tower? It has seen it in the past period of time.

Ten deaths are alive!

But the situation of dying made Cui Luoyi's heart gradually calm down, and he stared at the floating tower with complicated eyes.

Finally, I can get rid of it.

In fact, when Trilloy found himself trapped in this plane, he knew that there would be such a day.

Choi Luoy held the battle blade in her hand tightly, and the hilt wrapped in twine came a rough touch. This familiar feeling made Choi Luoy's heart beat faster, and it felt its blood burning.

Come on! Even if you die, I will die in a grand battle!

"Orc! Who are you? Where did you come from? Why are you trapped here?"

Hearing the orc words with a little accent coming from above his head, Cui Luoyi was stunned. He lived alone in this hellish plane for two months. He had become accustomed to the life of meeting and going to war. The White Dragon Lord's question made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that the orc below did not respond for a long time, the White Dragon Lord raised his eyebrows.

"Orc! Your answer is about your life!"

The orc words with an accent came again, and Choi suddenly woke up.

They don't seem to be planning to kill me directly!

Cui Luoyi was delighted. An ant was alive, not to mention that a smart creature with a sound personality would not have to die. Cui Luoyi naturally would not think about dying in battle.

The battle blade in his hand drooped slightly, and the shining lightning arc disappeared. I understood that the mages all had magic to test lies, so Choi chose to answer truthfully.

"I am Triloy Thunderblade! Homula Orc World, Chief of the Thunderblade Clan! As for why I was trapped here, it was because the undead slaughtered my tribe and took everything from me."

After saying that, Choiroy stared at the floating tower above his head nervously, and it understood that the next moment was the time to determine his destiny.

If they make too much demand, such as signing a slave contract, I will fight them.

Thinking of this, Choi Luoyi tightened the blade in her hand.

Lord White Dragon breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

If the person who slaughtered the orcs was Nord Hill, then the White Dragon Lord could not keep it.

"Orc! In front of you is the real master of this plane! You invade my territory! Plunder my wealth! According to the custom of orcs, I should slaughter you! String your head on the spear!"

Choiroy gritted her teeth and held the battle blade tightly.

"But my companion is the waiter of the God of Justice. He advised me to save your life. Now, I give you two choices, one is to die! The other is to sign a contract of employment to serve me for five hundred years."

Cui Luoyi thought after hearing this. After entering the high-level legend, even melee professionals have a lifespan of nearly ten thousand years. It is not too much to say more or less to say less in five hundred years.

"I can promise you to fight for you, but you can't force me to do what I don't want to do."

The White Dragon Lord was slightly surprised. He didn't expect the orc to be so straightforward and not bargaining!

Originally, the psychological expectation of the White Dragon Lord was 250 years, just enough to end the bloody battle battlefield rotation.

Since the orcs did not bargain, the White Dragon Lord would not remind him.

"I promise you that high-level legends deserve courtesy."

The White Dragon Lord manipulated the floating tower to land. Four high-level legends walked out of the floating tower together and walked towards the orcs who had put away their weapons.

After approaching the orc, the White Dragon Lord frowned, and the catwoman retreated repeatedly.

An orc was trapped in the Lodoro plane without water. He had not taken a bath in the past two months, and it felt sour...

The White Dragon Lord vaguely understood the reason why the orcs did not bargain. A person was trapped in a lifeless undead plane, without food or water, and this taste was definitely not good.

After purifying himself and his companions, the White Dragon Lord used magic to create an ice table, took out the paper of the magic deed and began to formulate employment terms.

As Lord White Dragon said, high-level legends deserve courtesy. The terms formulated by Lord White Dragon are not harsh, just an employment contract without wages.

In order to take care of orcs, the White Dragon Lord used the orc language issued by orc gods, so Choi could also understand the contract content without any barriers.

Reading the terms on the contract carefully, Triloy breathed a sigh of relief and signed his own name behind a long list of names of Lord White Dragon.

The contract paper spontaneously ignites without fire, and the employment contract is established.

Witnessing the contract turned into ashes, both sides were on guard at the same time.

"From today, I will be your bss."

The White Dragon Lord directly cleaned up the dirty orcs with a cleaning technique, and then led everyone to the floating tower again.

In the control room of the floating tower, the White Dragon Lord drove the floating tower and flew towards the mage.

"Everyone, do you have any food?"

Choi Luoyi seemed a little embarrassed and rubbed her belly.

"I haven't eaten for more than a month after being snatched away by the dimensional bag by the necromancer."

Lord White Dragon spoke.

"I can make you a little magical food, which doesn't taste much, but at least fills your stomach."

"No, I have dried fish."

The catwoman took out a bag of dried fish and threw it to the orc. The orc looked at the catwoman gratefully, couldn't wait to tear open the packaging, grabbed the dried fish mixed with chili powder and various spices and stuffed it into his mouth.

The magic profession does not require food, because they can make magical food to survive. The warriors do not have similar abilities. After more than a month of hunger, they have experienced many battles, and the orcs are exhausted.

Perhaps he noticed the battle, or perhaps he had left after meeting You Bao, and the White Dragon Lord's soul vision did not find the figure of the mage.

Looking at the crypt that was emitting the power of death in front of him, the White Dragon Lord pondered for a moment and took the lead in walking into it.

Detect magic traps!

Avoid or crack various magic traps along the way, the White Dragon Lord and others came to the bottom of the cave.

After reaching the bottom, he felt a familiar aura. The White Dragon Lord was slightly surprised and looked at the ancient golden dragon.

"Samiat Osteopathy?!"

"That's right, it has both extremely strong undead energy and the breath of a dragon. This should be the residence of Samiat Osteogenesis."

When he heard the conversation between the two dragons, the priest Sinod asked curiously.

"Was that mage changed from the dragon lich?"

Yuyr walked out of the shadow of the White Dragon Lord, twitched his nose and sniffed it.

"It shouldn't be the case. The smell on that mage is obviously different from the residual smell here."

Catwoman suggested.

"Let's see if there are any clues."

After some inspection, the group found nothing.

Since the dragon lich and the mysterious mage were not here, it was meaningless for everyone to guess out of thin air, so they immediately decided to go home.

After a dinner together, Catwoman, Ancient Golden Dragon and Sinod returned to the Nord Hill plane.

The White Dragon Lord drove the magic tower and took the orc - Triloy Thunder Blade to sweep the entire Lodoro plane.

After two months, the White Dragon Lord did not gain anything except pulling out a few space marks.

Now, the magic tower defense system has begun to grow, Elena's safety has been initially guaranteed, and the White Dragon Lord is also time to return.
To be continued...