Volume 7 Mortals and Gods Chapter 779 Destruction (3)
The father of Minotaurs immediately issued an order to retreat. The minotaurs left just as quickly as they came.
Behind the army of high elves, a giant blood pool entered the battlefield dragged by the three-headed hydra.
The High Elf Queen Galadriel had just summoned the three-headed Hydra to defeat an orc lord, and now that guy was being digested in the belly of the Hydra.
The High Elf Queen has brought the fear of death to the orc army, at least for now.
The sounds of battle echoed under the dark red sky. Galadriel, the queen of the high elves, not only wondered whether this was the end of the war?
Can the world really survive this?
There is no doubt that the opening of this raid was very successful, but even so, the coalition of the three tribes only defeated one-tenth of the orc army.
Galadriel, Queen of the High Elves, saw her consort, Elrond, fighting hard against Lucius, the Chief Demon of Death, and his army of Death.
Those twisted monsters were fighting with the ancient tree monsters. Their slender swords and crab claws cut open the bodies of the tree monsters. Death chariots and death knights charged against the arrows of the high elves.
Elrond stood in the center and continuously released restorative magic, healing the wounds of his comrades, expelling toxins, and resurrecting fallen elf warriors.
Galadriel, Queen of the High Elves, could feel that even with the blessing of life magic, Elrond's magic power could not keep up with the rate of death of the elves.
If Durthu hadn't led a group of ancient tree men like a wall to block Lucius and his army of Deaths who were charging towards Elrond, his spouse would have been in danger long ago.
Durthu's power was still strong, and the vines extending from its fire-breathing sword and powerful fists destroyed wave after wave of Death's servants and orc warriors.
But unlike before, these monsters are not afraid of failure.
Galadriel, the queen of the high elves, was shaken in her mind. She could see that the elves would definitely lose if they continued to fight like this.
Galadriel moved back and forth between the two ends of the scale called responsibility and interest, until she was a person who was all purple and had many human faces on the armor. He held a weird scimitar in one hand and countless tentacles in the other hand.
The God of Death holding three bottles of potion stopped in front of her.
What is this?
What did Galadriel, the queen of the high elves, think of?
Death's new toy?
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"Uh-huh, I'm Lucius!"
The visitor's voice had a disgusting feeling: "Wow, I think your body is pretty good, are you interested in letting me try it?"
Galadriel, the queen of the high elves, snorted coldly. Without saying a word, she drew out her sword and started a new duel with Lucius.
Fierce battles are raging on the three battlefields in the northeast, northwest, and southeast. The war in the southwest has not stopped either. The Shire army and the Bafeng Mountain dwarves have joined forces and are advancing steadily.
Their opponents are Death's Chosen Champion Skaar Bloodfury and Death's Bride Bloody Valkyrie.
Grand Duke Gros sat on the Charles horse and calmly issued one order after another.
Behind the shield wall of the dwarves in the Eight Peaks Mountains were devastating artillery fire and magic bombings. Ekaterina summoned wave after wave of meteor showers, blasting the orc warriors into the sky.
The group healing magic of the fairy priests in the lake continued to heal the injured soldiers.
Of course, the most powerful one is the group blessing spell incarnated by the Lake Fairy Lilith.
The sacred light of the incarnation of the Lake Fairy shrouded all the soldiers this time, and the power of the orcs was evaporated when it came close to their bodies.
Everyone feels that the goddess's eyes are watching them, and her power has doubled the confidence of mortals. Whether it is wrist strength, physical strength, speed, skills, magic resistance, or physical resistance, they have all risen to a higher level.
"Today, everyone is qualified to become a Knight of the Holy Grail!" the incarnation of the Lake Fairy declared calmly.
Humans are crazy, and their fighting spirit is even more violent than that of the dwarves. Not only do they not lose when facing the orc warriors head-on, they even run over them!
And in the center of the battlefield, with two wings on its back and two horns on its head, Valkyrie, the Bride of Death, turned over and chopped the two Batorian knights into two pieces.
Her fury never ceased, and she shouted to some brilliant golden figure on Britannia's side: "Galandriel! Get out of here!"
"I want to have a battle between women with you!"
Dranosh is currently watching the battlefield from his camp.
When the orc army was surprised, Dranosh was a little surprised.
How dare these cowardly mortals charge directly at my million-strong army?
One day I can actually see these cowardly mortals really dare to attack me Dranosh?
Interesting, so interesting!
Dranosh thought, since these mortals want to die so much, then let's do it!
The Orc Emperor remained calm and composed while dispatching troops to support those unfavorable fronts, such as the Charr Knights who attacked the most ferociously.
Dranosh's troops on hand were really too abundant. It looked at the ferocious attack of the three tribes' coalition forces and kept laughing in its heart.
The allied forces of the three tribes, who had the right time, place and people, launched a surprise attack at four o'clock in the morning when most of the orcs were asleep. At most, they could only kill 100,000 people.
There are still 700,000 people under Dranosh who have not participated in the battle. In addition to his orc army, hundreds of thousands of Skaven cannon fodder, which are as numerous as the crucian carp crossing the river, have not yet entered the battle.
In the distance, the Storm Fortress still stood, and the densely packed artillery and dragon-hunting crossbows on the city were firing continuously, causing a lot of damage to the orcs.
Dranosh looked at the battle situation coldly, knowing that he needed to be patient.
The Orc Emperor's attitude quickly calmed down the Orc army. As the leader of the Orc army, Dranosh's calmness largely determined the calmness of the Orc army.
Seeing that Dranosh did not panic at all, the orc army immediately calmed down from the chaos of the surprise attack.
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Dranosh's commanding ability is undoubted, and he knows too well what will happen if orc tribes and other monsters with different beliefs are sent together.
Therefore, every order of Dranosh has been carefully calculated. Orc legions of different faiths and races were sent to the front line to resist the assault of the three tribes coalition forces.
From the beginning, the three-community coalition had no chance of winning, not at all!
In the northwest, Death's servant Typhons, whose whole body was being crystallized, had to admit that it had lost.
The death scythe had been broken into two pieces, and the divine sword pierced his shoulder. Gonzalez showed off his exquisite swordsmanship in front of Typhons.
Gonzalez didn't even let Typhons hit him once. Every blow Typhons was determined to get only hit the shadow.
"Where mosquitoes fly, the fatherly love of Death lives on!"
Typhons burst out with its final roar. It came with huge power, and in an instant, it was completely sublimated!
"Between life and death, there is immortality, we live, you die!"
Gonzalez elegantly used a silk scarf to wipe away the dirt on the sword, and the sword fell.
In the southeastern battlefield, Elrond, the consort of the High Elf Queen, was still fighting in despair. She could only hope that Durthu's fighting power could match Lucius and the monsters under his command.
Galadriel, the queen of the high elves with black smoke all over her body, pulled out her sword from Lucius's head with disdain:
"Is this level worthy of being the God of Death's new toy?"
"Lucius! He is immortal! Lucius will not be defeated! He will not be killed!",
Lucius finally fell under the sword of the High Elf Queen Galadriel. With the blessing of the power of the Lake Fairy, Galadriel could transform herself into pure energy at will, shuttle through the gaps in space and quickly turn into a physical entity.
Lucius cannot cut through the shadows, so there is no possibility of defeating Galadriel.
However, what Galadriel couldn't understand was that when she was about to give Lucius the final blow, Lucius not only did not dodge, but spread his arms as if to embrace death.
What on earth is this demon thinking?
Galadriel couldn't understand, she just sent the elven sword in her hand into Lucius's chest, and chopped off his head with one sword.
"Your body is amazing! Now it belongs to me!"
Lucius's voice then screamed, and it sounded like this guy took great pleasure in death.
When Galadriel still didn't understand, something named Lucius flew towards her body at high speed!
This is Lucius!
Anyone who feels a sense of satisfaction when defeating Lucius will be possessed by Lucius and eventually be taken away, leaving only a wailing face attached to the armor.
Lucius has since been called the Immortal, and the face on his armor is not only a record of battles, but can also scream in unison as a sonic attack.
Lucius has found a new body for himself - Galadriel, Queen of the High Elves!