"Chief, Black Blood Squad Three and Green Forest Squad Six were attacked by a group of dwarves!"
A robust kobold guard, full of muscle, ca to Shiji quickly reporting the news.
"Hmm? What’s the situation now?" Shiji’s eyes turned cold, his strong biological aura pressing heavily, making the kobold guard in front of him stiffen.
The guard suppressed the horror and admiration in his heart, his own chief’s strength had grown stronger again, terrifying! ...He respectfully and quickly said, "The situation is quite dire, those dwarves far exceed our warriors in individual strength, and they even have giant beast knights...."
Shiji’s heart stirred, giant beast knights? Could these dwarves be the Wild Dwarves tribe?
More than half a year ago, Mondo reported to the master about their encounter with the Wild Dwarves. At that ti, the master even had him send kobold scouts to track the Wild Dwarves, but because the Dark Forest is vast with complex terrain, this matter was left unresolved.
Unexpectedly, the other party has now shown themselves.
Shiji was both surprised and delighted, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he quickly made a decision. He indifferently ordered the kobold guard, "Inform all nearby units to retreat to the valley, then have Black Blood Squad Three and Green Forest Squad Six scatter and escape... Rember, don’t let those Wild Dwarves find our base!"
"Yes!" The kobold guard accepted the order and disappeared into the forest with a few swift movents.
Soon, a deeply penetrating bone whistle sounded from afar, rhythmic with three short bursts and one long, echoing intermittently.
In the Dark Forest, the hunting kobold and goblin troops perked up their ears, listening to the rhythm of the bone whistle. Upon receiving orders, these warriors stopped their hunting without hesitation and swiftly headed back to their base.
Shiji did not choose to return with these hunting units, instead quickly approaching the battlefield alone.
He needed to confirm whether these dwarves were indeed the Wild Dwarves the master was searching for and to further investigate their exact strength.
Of course, the most important thing was to find their base!
For more than half a year, the Black Blood Tribe had a special team searching for the Wild Dwarves’ lair, but aside from so faint traces left by intelligent creatures, there was no sign of the Wild Dwarves, let alone their base.
Now, such a great opportunity presented itself to Shiji, he couldn’t let it pass.
Upon nearing the battlefield, Shiji’s expression slightly changed.
Throughout the forest, scattered kobold and goblin corpses lay.
So were beheaded, disemboweled, or crushed to death with eyes protruded and seven orifices bleeding.
Red and green blood intermingled across the forest, with trails of blood extending in various directions.
Clearly, the dwarves were still pursuing the fleeing warriors.
Shiji descended from the tree to the ground, observing the trampled soil and leaves, quickly identifying the hoofprints left by the giant beast.
With cold malice, Shiji followed the giant beast’s hoofprints, pursuing the dwarves.
After chasing for over ten minutes, he vaguely saw a large number of figures moving ahead, and Shiji quickly concealed himself within the lush forest.
He silently observed those short figures.
From height and appearance, it was confird that these were indeed dwarves, matching the news reported by the guard.
Their brown and white skin further assured Shiji.
Just as Mondo described, these were subspecies within the dwarf race—the Wild Dwarves!
.....
"Captain, this battle was a real delight for the brothers! Haha!" A Wild Dwarf warrior took a swig of liquor, his rough face slightly flushed, chuckling.
Most of the surrounding Wild Dwarf warriors wore expressions of satisfaction and joy. So were drinking and chatting idly, others carefully wiped blood from their weapons and leather armor with beast hide shards they carried with dislike, while so rested with eyes closed to regain strength.
The one referred to as Captain by the Wild Dwarf warriors wore a blue demon beast hide, revealing bulging flesh that appeared like fat but contained frightening power and defense, yet his appearance was not particularly striking. This was Valentine, a powerful Wild Dwarf Sub-dragon Knight.
This sub-dragon was not the kind with dragon lineage and spell-like abilities, but rather a beast sub-dragon, having no bloodline connection to a giant dragon.
Among beasts, demons, and feral types, beasts are generally the weakest, rarely reaching above biological level five, with most being below level five, lacking special abilities and fighting rely by instinct and physical prowess. Feral types form stronger species after becoming feral, with larger bodies and extraordinary physicality, though generally low in intelligence. There’s no need to elaborate on demons here.
Valentine’s profession hails from his clan, a powerful occupation passed down for tens of thousands of years among the Wild Dwarves—Sub-dragon Knight.
His sub-dragon mount was a rare Triangular Dragon.
The Triangular Dragon, a beast type, reaches seven to nine ters in length upon maturity, with a biological level of five, possessing a tough, thick body, an incredibly solid neck shield, and sharply intimidating super horns.
In a charge, a Triangular Dragon can pierce several stone-built houses consecutively.
And this is only a wild, ordinary Triangular Dragon. If it were one that established a life connection through the profession’s secret technique with a Wild Dwarf Knight, and carefully cultivated, it would be even more formidable.
The Wild Dwarf Sub-dragon Knight profession cultivates a special blood qi that can enhance the sub-dragon mount itself, and also has special combat secret techniques to share strength, physical stats, and life force between the sub-dragon mount and the knight.
Given the long lifespans of Wild Dwarves and Triangular Dragons compared to humans, as ti passes, the older the Wild Dwarf Sub-dragon Knight and their mount beco, the stronger they usually are, forming the core strength of Wild Dwarf tribes.
Valentine stroked his beloved Triangular Dragon mount, soothing it through spiritual connection. Hearing the clan warriors’ joyful chatter, he turned and guffawed,
"It’s great to fight so freely. Those kobolds and goblins dared to enter our territory and poach our prey in vast numbers, truly ignorant of death!"
Wild Dwarves are typically creatures of the Lawful Neutral faction. They recognize strong, orderly ruling structures, whether led by a despotic tyrant or a benevolent, compassionate democratic ruler; they don’t care, as long as order exists and is upheld.
To them, absolute order prevails over morality and conscience. Regardless of whether the outcos are good or bad, every rule must be followed strictly. Absolute fairness in judicial officials and absolute obedience in soldiers exemplify this faction perfectly.
Following their self-imposed order, Wild Dwarves typically do not intentionally harm or kill other intelligent beings, even against evil demons.
However, should anyone dare infringe on their interests or dismantle the order they’ve established, then their hand axes will cleave the enemy’s chest and sever their heads.
Whether demon or angel, it matters not!
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