chapter 1145: fight me and my wife

archer and vivienne entered the vorrukhm palace where they noticed even stronger soldiers who eyed them with suspicion. he shrugged as the ant queen said, "they're scared, but they won't hesitate to attack you."
"don't worry about them, i will beat up their king and take them all into the domain where they will grow stronger," he replied to the beautiful redhead. "they will become my loyal guards and watch over the palaces."
vivienne's eyes widened, but a wide smile appeared. "makes sense. i don't know what these beings are, but i can sense their strength," she replied as they entered the palace.
following that, the vorrukhm soldiers stopped walking as torak opened the door while speaking, "go through prince grak and friends. the royal family is waiting for you."
the group stepped inside, and the vast hall that stretched deep into the palace captivated archer. banners adorned the walls, their colors telling stories of the vorrukhm's past, while artwork filled every space, each one telling a piece of their history.
'so they're intelligent. this is getting even better,' he mused with a greedy smile.
thick monster hides lined the floor, their textures reminding archer of mammoth pelts. he shook his head at the sight, just as a booming voice echoed through the hall. "grak, you foolish boy! why did you leave the underworld?!"
archer watched as the vorrukhm prince visibly trembled, his fear unmistakable. amused, he let out a low chuckle before stepping forward. with a confident smirk, he replied, "i take it you're the king?"
the giant vorrukhm stepped out of the shadows and was double the size of grak and was wearing armor while holding a massive stone club. he watched as the king spoke and his red eyes glowed, "who are you, human? and why are you helping the vorrukhm? your kind hates us."
"i'm not a damn human, and i found grak wandering in the jungle above," he replied to the king. "i saw his strength and decided to have you and your elk become my loyal soldiers." when the giant vorrukhm heard this, he started laughing while holding his stomach, and the queen and soldiers joined in. this didn't bother archer, but enraged vivienne, who warned as her eyes blazed, "keep mocking my master and i'll turn your entire race into food for my children."
after leveling her threat at the king, he replied while looking at him, "who do you think you are? you come in here and claim you'll turn us into slaves for your army?"
archer nodded in agreement before correcting him, "well you're half right, i don't do slavery. things do grow when restrained by chains. i want willing subjects like the broodmaw, chasm widows, and venonwings."
when the vorrukhm king heard this, his eyes widened but shook his head while questioning, "and what benefits would this bring my people? we're surviving here just fine."'
''surviving isn't living. i can make sure everyone grows strong," archer answered with a confident grin. "my domain is a place of peace, but you'll still have to fight monsters to learn how to fight."
the king stepped forward and pointed at him. "fight me and my wife. if you beat us i will consider joining this army of yours."'
he approached the queen and used aurora healing, the soft glow enveloping her as her injuries mended. after tending to the queen, he turned his attention to the king, approaching the vorrukhm ruler, who was still regaining his bearings.
as he knelt, looking the king in the eye, archer's curiosity got the better of him. "what's your name?" he asked, his tone more intrigued than threatening. "not many foes can handle that
kind of attack."
"i am korak dragon, sorry for my earlier disrespect," the king said. "i didn't know you were
one."
archer chuckled before waving away the apology while speaking, "let me show you my domain, it will do your people a lot of good."
following that, he opened a portal and stepped through as korak quickly entered. the vorrukhm leader's jaw dropped as he muttered, "this place feels ancient but powerful. is this
your mana master?"
"yes," he answered. "gather up your people and tell them to enter. i'll create a mountain for
you."
korak nodded with an excited smile before stepping back through the portal and giving the people his orders. archer followed behind and watched as they rushed around packing things in the center of the hall.
a few hours later, the vorrukhms were ready to enter the domain. he reopened the portal after throwing all their stuff into his item box. once inside his realm, archer started creating a mountain range with underground tunnels.
"here we go, korak," the king finally spoke, his voice steady despite the battle. "there are miles of tunnels, with underground lakes for drinking water."'
one by one, they dropped to their knees before archer, their eyes filled with reverence and respect. the king, humbled, followed suit, lowering himself and beginning to take an oath of unwavering loyalty to him, pledging to serve him forever.
following this, they started setting up their homes in the underground chamber. while doing this, korak approached and offered, "we can become your personal guard master. the vorrukhms used to be the best bodyguards to the old empires."
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