Covered with mud, with some yellow reeds stuck on it, this sentry belonging to the Light Swordsmen Regiment looked like a piece of dead wood, lying motionless in the mud pond beside a small lake, his eyes slightly narrowed into a slit. , staring at the wall of the 'City of God' three miles away. He held a magic scroll in his hand. As long as he crushed a fire-paint-sealed article on it with a little force, a huge fireball would rise into the sky, notifying those behind him. Something strange happened to the large army in the 'Sacred City'.
He has been lying here for a whole night, and he is not tired at all. Around him, there are thirteen other partners from the Swordsmen of Light group lying in ambush. Their mission is to monitor. If there is any abnormal movement in the city of God, it will be immediately reported to the large troops at the rear. A kind of scorching flame filled their chests, causing them to lie in the turbid muddy water in the cold wind of early autumn, but there was no trace of anything. A feeling of coldness and fatigue. Some people say that such flames are often caused by hatred, but for these proud swordsmen, the source of this flame is shame, the deepest shame in the world.
The glorious, everlasting 'City of Gods', the majestic fortress blessed by the gods themselves, has not wavered at all after hundreds of thousands of years of bloody fighting, but it was occupied by the enemy in their hands. The people who occupied this powerful fortress were actually a group of people. Barbaric guys with no armor on their bodies and only wooden sticks as weapons in their hands. How could these proud swordsmen endure all this? They were lying in the mud, but they only felt hot all over; the God of Sleep desperately used it on them. They were holding their own magic power, but their eyes were still like wild beasts about to attack, so sharp and full of murderous intent.
Tu held his fist-thick iron rod in his hand and was as tall as a person, and quietly walked over with a dozen tribesmen close to the ground. They had just crawled out of the tunnel. Behind them, eight Such a team quietly slipped out of the tunnel exit. After gesturing to each other, they quietly dispersed around. On the 'Forgotten Continent', they often took advantage of the storm to stop in the middle of the night. When they go hunting, their eyes have become accustomed to the darkness. As long as there is a little bit of skylight, they can clearly see objects more than 300 feet away.
Fortunately, there were a few stars in the sky blinking feebly, staring blankly at the earth. This little light was enough for what they wanted to do. Even more fortunately, The gentle autumn wind blew the long, yellowing grass on the ground, making a "thin rustling" sound. As long as their footsteps were not too fast, this little sound was enough to cover up their footsteps.
Tu's eyes emitted a strange, demonic light red light in the dark night near dawn. He signaled his companions behind him to stop, and everyone squatted quietly in the long grass. , let those anxious little insects, worried that their lives were about to end, jump on his head and face. The autumn wind blew by, and the long grass in front of him floated slightly, revealing a gap. Tu's eyes, It happened to be in this gap that I captured a figure in a muddy pond a hundred feet ahead.
The man smeared a thick layer of mud on his body, with some reeds stuck on it. However, the fighting spirit in this bright swordsman's body was too strong, and traces of heat continued to emanate from his body, causing the water vapor in the mud to gradually It evaporated out. A trace of negligible heat was brought out along with the water vapor, and these changes were enough for Tu to discover the hiding place of this bright swordsman.
Tu gently raised his head to the sky, grateful in his heart for the blessings of the gods. In the living hell-like world of the 'Forgotten Continent', after hundreds of thousands of years of arduous struggle to survive, these sinful people have more or less emerged. A little bit of evolution or mutation. They have the terrifying ability like snakes to detect the location of prey by relying on a little heat. This is a skill that their tribe has developed when secretly approaching small beasts on countless nights. .Now, Tu uses this power to discover the sentries garrisoned in the 'Sacred City'.
Like a little rabbit, Tu quickly wiped the gap in the long grass and pounced on the bright swordsman. He had already found out that there were no other sentries ambushing him within two hundred feet of the bright swordsman. A gust of wind happened to blow by, and the sound of the long grass swaying wildly concealed Tu's movements very well.
The bright swordsman was staring at the wall of the 'City of Gods', and the peripheral vision of his eyes was constantly scanning the grass around him. This was an instinctive action of his. When looking at a target, he must constantly Observe whether there are any objects that may threaten you. The wind blows gently, and then a gust of wind blows over. The long grass around makes a "swishing" sound, and some debris in the quagmire suddenly rises. It got up and flew towards his eyes.
The bright swordsman closed his eyes slightly to prevent these debris from hurting his eyeballs. But he never had the chance to open his eyes again. A long and thick iron rod came from his waist. The body was stabbed in, and his body was lifted up three feet without making any sound. Then, thirteen consecutive terrible blows from the sticks fell on his body one after another. A violent and feminine force came from the iron rod. It rushed in where it touched his body, shattering all the bones, tendons, and internal organs in his body. Terrible heat waves clashed within his body, and almost all the blood in his body evaporated in an instant.
The last reaction of this bright swordsman was to grab the badge of the magic scroll with his right hand. Then, the boundless pain caused him to fall into hell, and his mind was completely plunged into darkness. The strength of his grasp , it was enough to scratch the fire-paint badge, the badge shattered, and the power of the magic scroll suddenly burst out.
Tu squatted on the ground, looking at his prey with pride. The heat contained in his fighting spirit had turned his body into a mummy, and the mud on his body was almost dried. It seems that he has been The power has made great progress again. At this moment, a huge ball of fire burst out from the right hand of the corpse. The red fire trembled slightly and condensed into a fireball the size of a human head. "Whoosh!" 'It rushed towards the sky with a sound.
Tu's movements were not unpleasant. His left hand quickly grabbed the fireball, and his body was lifted up like the wind. After the fireball was twenty feet away from the ground, his left hand grabbed the scorching fireball and moved it
After filling up his fighting spirit, he grasped it hard. There was a loud bang, and the sudden explosion made Tu feel embarrassed. The fighting spirit that he had hurriedly moved with his left hand was not very strong, and the seal that sealed this magic scroll
, but it is one of the few old monsters in the Holy Magic Group. The power of this seemingly ordinary fireball explosion almost turned Tu's left hand into a roasted pig's hoof. And the huge sound was also far away on the dawn plain.
spread.
Before he could cry out the continuous suffering, the thing that almost fainted happened again. Not far away, thirteen fireballs rushed into the sky in a row, and eleven fireballs were hit by
The black shadows intercepted them. After being hit hard, these fireballs exploded. Those black shadows obviously did not expect that this ordinary-looking fireball was so powerful. Each wooden stake was blown away thirty or forty feet.
.The other two fireballs that were not intercepted rushed up to an altitude of thousands of feet, and then exploded into brilliant flames all over the sky. The loud "rumbling, rumbling" sound made the ground tremble slightly.
.
The criminals who came out to attack the sentries stared blankly at the two fireballs that erupted in the sky. The scorching light shone on them, but it made them feel cold all over. In the bushes behind them, their compatriots rushed
Only three to five thousand people can come out. If the garrison of the 'Sacred City' takes the opportunity to counterattack and throws a few powerful forbidden spells into the tunnel, the tunnel is full of people now, and at least tens of thousands of compatriots will be killed.
Yes. Tu grabbed his hair in pain and tore it violently. He cursed in a low voice: "Damn, damn, why can't those guys be more careful? Oh my god..."
One after another, fireballs erupted five miles ahead, followed by fifteen miles ahead. It seemed that Tu and their actions had been transmitted by the sentries of the Light Swordsmen. Tu screamed: "Assemble"
, No matter what, you can withstand their initial impact, you can withstand it. As long as you can withstand the first wave of impact, when our tribesmen rush out, they will be dead... Someone come and tell Rui Po.
Si, follow his plan and use the fastest speed to get as many people out as possible."
Tu really hates those damn 'Sacred City' garrison who actually came up with such a vicious plan. On the day the city was breached, two of the coalition forces sent by his own coalition rushed into the tunnels under the city wall to hunt down the residents of the 'Sacred City'.
More than 10,000 of the strongest elites were actually crushed to death by the sudden collapse of the city wall. If the ones I brought out today were the strongest elites, how could there be such a flaw? They should all be like me, high in the fireball
Just intercept it when it's not far from the ground.
However, Tu soon no longer regretted it, because he thought that even he intercepted the fireball after it was twenty feet above the ground, and then the fireball exploded, which was enough for the enemy to discover his actions.
It seems that you can't blame your own people for not trying their best, but the garrison of these damn 'god city' is too cunning. Really, they are too cunning. They can even give such a magic scroll to the sentinels. They are so abominable.
Already.
The masters among the two hundred criminals flew behind Tu, and they all understood the seriousness of the matter. If the garrison of the 'Sacred City' rushed over now, they would probably cause great damage to their own people, right?
It will take time for Sri Lanka's undead army to be deployed on a slope large enough for the army in the city to rush down. Because the undead soldiers were so smelly, the coalition forces did not allow them to stay in the city and had to drive them over from outside the city wall on the other side.
, it will take at least two or three hours. Jiaposi can't count on it for the time being. Then, he can only rely on himself to resist the enemy's impact. Everyone's face is like a picture, with a sense of death.
Enlightenment, a clear and solemn aura, suddenly filled their bodies, just like a Buddha.
Twenty miles away, in Hart's camp, the leaders saw the alarm signal. The soldiers started to commotion. They crawled out of their thin marching blankets, adjusted their armor, and grabbed their weapons.
I took the time to take a few bites of the little food left last night, and at the same time stood in a neat queue. The glory knights mounted their horses one after another, arranged in a neat charging formation, and Ru Lin's swords were raised in unison with a 'squeak' sound.
The shouts of "Glory is my life" resounded throughout the plain.
The beast soul warriors roared like beasts, and their eyes glowed with blood. They hit each other's heavy weapons desperately, making a loud noise that shook the sky. The swordsmen of light knelt down on one knee in unison.
On the ground, a sincere prayer was uttered, 'In the name of light, drive out all evil'. The Judgment Fighters silently inspected their gloves and weapons. After a long time, they shouted at the same time: "In this way,
The power of my god determines everything in the world."
The majestic roar spread twenty miles away, making Tu and the others tense up involuntarily. If so many people rushed over at the same time, Tu had already imagined his own fate, which would be to be trampled by countless war horses.
At this time, he happened to think of Li's face again... The picture was stunned for a moment, a strong heat flow rose from his lower abdomen, and the fighting spirit in his body turned crazily. He seemed to have found the meaning of survival and
With the same goal, he looked up to the sky and let out a shrill howl: "Ah~~~!"
The two hundred sinners behind him, and the three thousand sinners behind him who rushed over like crazy, let out a shrill howl at the same time. They had let out such a howl when the elders of the clan committed suicide with expressionless faces.
They made such howling sounds when they witnessed the children of their tribe being starved to death; they also made such howling sounds when they fought with crazy monsters and were beaten until their muscles and bones were broken.
Scream... Now, when faced with their own mortality, they once again let out such a howl that had no meaning but contained all meanings. For a time, their entire nation's hundreds of thousands of years of history were shattered.
Blood and tears, the heavy and bitter road of survival, seem to be condensed in this moment.
Three thousand two hundred and one criminal men who were howling crazily, holding up the weapons in their hands, strode forward towards the direction where the hundreds of thousands of troops in the 'Sacred City' might be rushing. It was like
, just like when their ancestors were expelled from this continent, the 20,000 soldiers at the rear rushed forward to face the millions of mainland allied forces.
Hart and the others heard this howl that contained powerful fighting spirit, full of unyielding and desperate despair. Mubarata roared excitedly, and the hair on his body grew rapidly. He had been provoked.
With strong fighting spirit, he was ready to charge forward with his beast soul warriors.
Hart gently held the impulsive Mubarata's hand, and said in a deep voice: "Retreat. It seems that they have dug a tunnel and are preparing to give us a fatal blow at dawn. Unfortunately,
Unfortunately, the soldiers we sent out broke their dream... Retreat, their large army will come out of the tunnel soon. Our soldiers no longer have the physical strength to fight with them. We should conserve our strength and wait for help.
Give them a chance to teach a fatal lesson."
Mubarata is a rude barbarian, but he is not an unreasonable person. After he was stunned for a moment, he slowly put away his frenzied heart and returned his body to normal. Yaka gently
Nodding, he raised the sword in his hand and said: "Brothers of the Knights of Glory, go first. The Beast Soul Warriors are in the middle and behind, the Swordsmen of Light are on the left, and the Judgment Fighters are on the right. If there are pursuers, the Knights of Glory will immediately turn around and charge.
"Yaka's deployment of troops was very smart. He left enough space for the Glory Knights to charge. Let the beast soul warriors who can best withstand the impact catch the opponent's attack, and let the light swordsmen and judgment fighters outflank the enemy's pursuit.
soldiers, and then use the Knights of Glory to give a fatal impact. This is a very good formation.
According to Yaka's instructions, the garrison of the 'Sacred City' looked at the direction of the 'Sacred City' unwillingly, and slowly set off. Mubarata breathed heavily through his nose, and swung his ax on the ground angrily, a series of
Big characters sunk deeply into the ground appeared: "Remember, bastards, we will definitely come back! - Beast Soul Warrior Group: Mubarata." Every word was so tense, so wild and uninhibited,
A strong killing intent rushed towards his face. Each word was more than ten feet in size. Combined with the powerful fighting spirit of Mubarata contained in it, it was like a group of warriors about to charge.
Hart was silent. He drew out his long sword, the sword light flashed, and a row of large characters appeared under Mubarata's signature: "Knights of Glory: Hart."
"Light Swordsmen: Yaka." "Judgment Fighters: Durst." After the four leaders present used their weapons to wave their signatures, they looked back hard at the decades they had lived.
He followed his subordinates forward, unwilling but full of expectations. Yes, just as Mubarata said, they will definitely come back.
Panting crazily, the fighting energy in his body was running crazily at a speed that was close to destroying his body. His physical fitness and reflexes had reached their peak, no, they had even surpassed their peak state. Tu led a total of six
Eighteen hundred tribesmen strode to Hart's camp. At this time, Hart's army had already gone away. Looking at the empty camp and the bonfires with embers emitting clear smoke, they imagined
After staying there for a long time, he suddenly sat down on the ground.
A general of the guilty people laughed crazily: "Hahahaha, they, they knew we were coming to attack, and they ran away. Hahahaha, a bunch of cowards, they actually ran away."
Everyone, including Tu, laughed wildly. Yes, the enemy escaped and his life was saved. Tu and the others laughed loudly, and their muscles suddenly relaxed. The fighting spirit just now, the high spirits just now.
I don’t know where the fighting spirit went. A group of warriors who just wanted to fight to the death immediately turned into a group of lazy civilians enjoying an outing in the spring sunshine. Tu lay lazily on the ground,
He began to make calculations: "Hmm, have the enemies retreated? This way, our army will have enough time to rush out. When a large army is gathered, we will go to sweep their territory. Ah, let's move forward.
One point is where our ancestors lived, right?"
A hint of murderous intent rushed toward Tu, and Tu's relaxed muscles immediately tightened. He slowly grabbed his iron rod, stood up carefully, and walked towards the direction from which the murderous intent came.
A group of his closest tribesmen noticed Tu's unusual behavior and immediately jumped up and followed Tu forward. In the center of the camp, they saw the big characters with teeth and claws showing, "Look"
The signatures of the five leaders arrived.
Tu looked at the big characters and read out softly. He was one of the few people in the clan who could still read: "Remember, bastards, we will definitely come back... Mubarata,
Hart, Yaka, Durst, Hehem, you, your souls can only come back here after death, right? This is our territory, how can you come back here? We will not fail.
, we will never fail again, damn people, how can we fail again?"
A powerful murderous aura emerged from Tu's body and he rushed towards the calligraphy. Tu stretched out the iron rod in his hand and struck out with one blow. He was ready to smash the damn calligraphy into pieces. This was completely
Just kidding, what excuses, reasons, and qualifications do these defeated generals have to say such arrogant words? Such arrogant words can only be said by him, as a victor. Damn it, it must be
This word should be erased to avoid damaging the morale of those timid guys.
A burst of blood-red fighting spirit rushed towards the words, covering a distance of a hundred feet. Tu was ready to turn over the ground in one fell swoop, so that he could erase the damn words, right? But,
Being pulled by his powerful fighting spirit, the murderous and fighting spirit contained in those words of Hart and others also burst out. Like a tornado, it struck over overwhelmingly, chaotic but airtight.
It is the fighting spirit of Mubarata; it is dignified and dignified, and every word cuts out a line of fighting spirit, like a knight stabbing in the front. It is the fighting spirit of Hart; it is as beautiful as a painting, flowing out from those words,
What is filled with the flash of stars is the fighting spirit of Yaka; what is just upright and sharp, like countless blades, is the fighting spirit left by Durst.
It was as if the four leaders had launched a move against Tu at the same time. The overwhelming offensive stirred up dust all over the sky, causing the criminals around Tu to instinctively retreat towards the rear. Their idea was to avoid this combination.
The attack was sharp, and then he waited for a counterattack. But Tu's pride would never allow him to do this, so he sent out a stick with all his strength.
A stream of fighting spirit that was as red as glass had already formed into substantial form. It rushed out like a fan and collided with four streams of fighting spirit. There was a loud bang, and the whole ground with a radius of twenty feet was heard. Tu was jolted up and down, and Tu felt a terrifyingly powerful force rushing towards his iron rod. The fighting spirit in his body actually began to tremble and shrink in front of this force with four distinct characteristics. .
He let go and threw away his iron rod, then used both thighs to exert force, and Tu's body flew back thirteen feet. The iron rod exploded in the air, and countless finger-sized iron sticks flew towards Tu like raindrops. The body was shot over, and with a deafening scream, Tu was forced to take off his light leather armor. After injecting his own fighting spirit, he threw it out with all his strength. The leather armor, which was harder than granite, was pierced by countless iron sticks. After becoming a sieve, it fell to the ground.
Tu climbed up from the ground in embarrassment, and murmured in a low voice: "I can probably draw a tie with two or more people like this. However, considering that their fighting spirit is left on the ground, they can use up to 70% of their own strength. If it reaches 80%, then I can definitely defeat one of them, but it is impossible to be the opponent of the two of them together. Well, they are terrible enemies. I am afraid that there are not many people in our clan who can compete with them. .”
Seeing that the first metal weapon in his life was shattered into pieces, Tu couldn't tell whether he was sad or happy. The desire for war that had just slackened off was once again aroused by these four powerful fighting spirits. Tu shouted loudly The order was conveyed: "All the necromancers will follow us and tell everyone to hurry up. After we gather an army, we will chase those cowardly enemies... Well, our tribe needs 100,000, 10,000 orcs, 20,000 Dwarves, seven thousand adult elves, around this number, we can set off. Quick, quick, quick, inform the leaders behind."
A group of criminals cheered and rushed back. Tuze stared blankly at the row of big characters with claws and teeth, feeling vaguely gloomy in his heart.
"Dang, dang, dang", the three swords stabbed Lei**'s upper body, but they were bounced back as if they had been struck by gold and stone. Lei Kuang shouted, the long sword in his hand flicked, and a red light flew past, The three heads flew high. With a strong press of his left hand on the city wall, Lei's body flew up to the city wall like a dark cloud. Countless rebels wearing silver armor screamed loudly: "Oh my God. , that damn guy is coming up. That unbeatable monster is coming up... Oh my god."
Ever since Bobcat told Ray that if a person's body is baptized by dragon's blood, it will have terrible physical defense capabilities, Ray has simply turned into a humanoid heavily armored tank during the war. Below the Golden Knight Those warriors were unable to cause any damage to his skin at all, and the knights of the first, second and third gold levels were not as strong in fighting spirit as him and could not break through the defense of his fighting spirit to hurt him. As for the fourth level golden knights, their fighting spirit was not as strong as his. And fifth-level knights... These high-level knights have already been taken by the big shots of the Kari and Ou families to serve as bodyguards. How come they come here to guard the cities near the borders of these provinces?
Lomat, who was standing far behind the siege troops and commanding the troops to advance and retreat, watched as Lei displayed his might and conquered a section of the city wall, dispersed the rebel soldiers on the city, and called on his mad dragon warriors to rush up to the city wall.
Finally, he suddenly sighed: "Our lord, this sworn brother of mine, used to be just a savage bear, but now, he has actually been promoted to a humanoid tyrannosaurus. I don't know how lucky we are."
It's still the tragedy of those rebels...Okay, magicians, go show your power."
Seeing that Lei had destroyed all the repeating crossbows near this section of the city wall, Lomat did not hesitate to order Smart's magicians to rush over from this direction. Under the protection of dense shieldmen, these magicians leisurely
After walking less than 500 feet in front of the city wall, powerful magic was emitted from their hands and poured into the city, causing howls of terror to erupt from inside. Countless rebel soldiers screamed:
"Oh my God, how is it possible? How is it possible that there are so many magicians?"
The rebels still don't know that the first 25,000 magician legions of the Smart Empire have joined the Five Beast Legion in suppressing the rebellion. And things that make them even more desperate are yet to come, with the "
With heavy rumbling steps, the fifteen humanoid puppets carefully avoided the ant-like dragon soldiers on the ground, and strode towards the city gate. They had huge three-meter-long weapons in their hands.
The long swords emitted a strong light, showing how terrifying their next blow would be.
Fifteen half-moon-shaped sword lights flashed out, and the city gate made of fine steel was torn apart like pieces of paper. Before the hundreds of rebel soldiers in the city gate corridor had time to groan, they were all chopped into pieces.
Pieces of meat and blood were spattered on the city wall, and the ground was like cheap dye. The puppets rushed to the city gate without hesitation, and their huge arms pushed the section of the city wall on the city gate randomly, plus the ones behind it.
The magician's continuous bombardment caused this section of the city wall to collapse immediately.
So, Lei Qing jumped down, and he rushed into the city at the lead. Behind him were fifteen puppets who raised their swords and made a bloody alley appear. Behind him, there were hundreds of crazy dragon legions.
High-level knights. Originally, these high-level knights would not participate in siege battles in the battle order, but now that there are so many smart high-level mages in the legion, the situation is different. Look at them
With the flashing light, each person is blessed with at least twenty different defensive spells. Ordinary attacks can't even touch their hair, but they can slaughter the approaching rebel soldiers and soldiers at will.
With their powerful skills, they are an invincible team.
Behind them, rushing over like a mountain, was a large group of soldiers from the Mad Dragon Legion. Under the leadership of five senior officers, Karub, Crete, Yasuo, Mis, and Kun, they flooded the city gate like a tide.
The rebel soldiers struggling nearby rushed into the city along the streets, and quickly started to clear out the defenders in the city along the alleys.
The defenders on the city wall had just been cleared by the magicians and subdued by thunder. The sharp archers from the Principality of Fort Carson immediately climbed up the city wall. Under the protection of the shield soldiers, sharp arrows seemed to be fired one after another.
It spread into the city like a demon, and countless rebel soldiers fell to the ground screaming.
The rebels began to panic. They saw fifteen magic puppets that were approaching, tall, strong, hard, and powerful, and impossible to knock down. The rebels' psychology immediately collapsed. Why were they still fighting?
?Even if Kali Beou can become the king of the independent principality, what good will it do to him? Isn't he just an ordinary soldier? What's more, if his life is lost, won't the bounty lose its effect?
The morale of the army was shattered, and the soldiers began to flee. They did not dare to surrender to the Mad Dragon Legion, because Lei had already killed many rebel soldiers without mercy - this was Sidok's request. Since these soldiers betrayed their
Motherland, then they should not stay in the territory of the Fante Empire. Although Lei, who is loyal to his duties, is still a little reluctant, it makes sense. In order to have a stable rear to resist the attacks of the guilty people, these leaders
The rebellious rebels really should not stay within the empire's territory. Therefore, they could only die. And such killings brought greater fear to the rebel soldiers. They could betray their motherland.
But they would never dare to face a legendary murderer.
Lei raised his long sword and roared loudly: "Kill, kill all these damn guys. Damn, we should have been fighting in the 'City of Gods', they are all these hateful flies. Kill them all."
"The soldiers of the Mad Dragon Legion shouted at the same time, raised their weapons, and killed the rebels who were slightly weaker than themselves in combat ability and had no intention of resisting at this moment. As a result, the rebels were completely defeated.
The defeated soldiers rushed towards the east gate to avoid being surrounded. In Lei's declaration before attacking the city, it was the gate for the residents in the city to escape. And Lei seemed to have kept his promise. There was no sight outside the city gate.
I saw a soldier of the Mad Dragon Legion. How could the fleeing rebels think so much and bravely fled towards the east gate. As long as they could escape from the terrifying invulnerable thunder behind them and escape from those terrifying magic puppets,
You can do anything to escape from those terrible magicians.
Escape, escape, escape. Weapons can be thrown away and armor can be taken off. Anyway, the fastest way to escape is to escape lightly. Therefore, when Lei and the others were hindered from advancing quickly by more and more weapons and armor on the street, those who
The rebels had happily rushed out of the east gate. They generally maintained a long snake formation and fled towards the east. I heard that Duke Cali was built a strong castle there. I heard that,
There are a large number of troops inside. If everyone gathers together, they should be able to save their lives, right?
All the rebels fled the city, and the Mad Dragon Legion completely controlled the city. Standing on the east gate tower, Lei had a sneer on his lips. He looked at the Smart Diamond Dragon Level 7 Fire Element next to him.
The magician. The magician smiled and nodded. With a shake of his hand, a fireball with a diameter of about a mile flew into the sky, and then exploded into sparks all over the sky.
The sound of "rumbling" hoofs shook the sky, and 50,000 Bicester cavalry rushed towards these rebels who had discarded their armor and weapons from three directions, like dark clouds of death on three sides. The rebels
The soldiers let out shrill shouts. Some people fell to the ground holding their heads and twitching desperately; some people opened their mouths wide and ran around without any consciousness; some people screamed and stayed on the spot.
They jumped up in panic; after about half of the rebels screamed, they began to search on the empty ground, looking for something that might be used as a weapon or cover, but where can such a good thing be found? A piece of tree trunk found by chance, immediately
This caused a group of soldiers to fight and snatch wildly. Blood was already spilled on the ground before the Bicester Cavalry arrived.
Lei stood on the city wall and spat indifferently: "What a bunch of rubbish." Lei was very puzzled. They were all soldiers of the Fante Empire. They were all soldiers of the Fante Empire. Those who fought to the death in Xili Province
Weren’t the Duke’s private armies fighting bloody battles? In Turk Canyon, they collaborated with their poor people to resist the coalition’s attack. Weren’t they also those private armies? After the Turk Canyon was breached, in desperation, they raised their weapons and fought with
Standing side by side and fighting a duel with millions of coalition troops, aren't they also such private armies?
But how can these clowns in front of us be regarded as soldiers of the invincible Vante Empire?
After pondering for a while, Lei hit his head hard with the hilt of his sword. In the surprised eyes of the general behind him, Lei said the following: "I understand, these guys, when they betrayed their motherland,
They have also abandoned the spirit represented by their motherland. The spirit of Vant is unyielding fighting. Even if faced with a desperate situation, they must fight on unyieldingly. This is the spirit of a 'warrior'. And these guys, since they have abandoned their own
Motherland, then, how can they still remember the meaning of their motherland? Then, their ugly behavior is very understandable. Hahaha, I see, no wonder their combat effectiveness is so poor, we took it back in seven days
Thirty-one cities."
Lomat and the others looked at Lei blankly, looking at Lei who said the above words. After a long time, the fire mage from the Smart Empire nodded gently and whispered: "The representative of our motherland
Do you have the spirit? I didn't expect that this gorilla-like barbaric general could actually see through such profound things. But is it just a coincidence?"
Lomat heard what the mage said, and he nodded involuntarily, muttering to himself: "It must be a coincidence, otherwise this guy who can snore away all the beasts within a mile of him when he goes to bed every night, would pay attention.
In this case?"
The generals were all shocked by Lei's sudden words. Although Lei's words were very clear and without any fancy words, they hit the point. In history, those who abandoned their motherland and abandoned their motherland
Aren't the guys who have betrayed their reputation and interests been honored to be given the gorgeous nickname of '×× traitor'? For example: 'Vante traitor', 'Smart traitor', etc...
Bicester's cavalry, like a huge scythe, easily harvested the lives of these rebels who had no resistance. The blood stains that splashed on the ground in a projectile shape were immediately trampled into a puddle by the rude horse's hooves.
There was a pool of purple mud. Life has always been of no value on the battlefield. Bobcat, who was riding on the tallest horse, used his giant sword to split the body of the last golden knight with a grin, and threw it away with a grin.
After drying the blood on the blade of the sword, he made a very satisfying gesture toward Lei on the city wall.
Lei looked at Bobcat and said: "It's so damn shameful that you guys have to interfere in our own country's affairs. Speaking of which, we don't have much glory. But, since we are mainland
Our interests are the most important thing, so we can only abandon our own face and kill all those rebels."
Waving his long sword, he thoroughly searched every house in the city. After making sure that there were no rebels in the city or that there were a few but it was impossible to leave a few behind, the large force of the Mad Dragon Legion moved towards the east again. It was like a
Like a violent hurricane, they swept through a city and cleared out the rebels inside. They didn't even bother to bury the corpses and just continued to move towards the east. The aftermath would naturally be handled by the security forces sent by the imperial capital. Those
Since the great nobles who want to share some benefits in the territories of these four dukes do not dare to send troops to fight against the offenders, it is the most cost-effective thing to use their own troops to occupy a little bit of the territory that has been rebelled.
Hart and his large army are also advancing rapidly. They have entered the God-given grassland. The long grass here is still green. In the long grass as high as the human neck, groups of wild beasts appear. It has been too long.
They have seen humans before. These beasts have no idea how scary humans are. They are playing and playing around the army without any care. They have not noticed that the soldiers with croaking bellies have cast their fiery eyes on them.
They looked like boys in love looking at their lovers.
The army dispersed under the control of the generals. Each team of ten thousand people was two miles apart and began to hunt and prepare food. The long grass gently covered this army. As long as they were separated by three to five miles, they would
It was impossible to detect their movements. When the cold wind began to blow in the plains outside the sacred city, and snow began to fall on the territory of the Bicester Empire, this grassland still had a mild and humid climate, which also gave the garrison
The soldiers brought plenty of food.
A dozen or so younger Glory Knights who had just joined the official team excitedly picked fist-sized mushrooms from the circles of white mushrooms that were white, delicate and exuding an alluring fragrance. They
He laughed happily. Such a mushroom circle with a diameter of more than 20 feet could not be seen at a glance from the horseback. It was an inexhaustible food bank. Hart smiled and stopped these young people from going too far.
Noisy laughter, after all, this is in the marching ranks. Even though we are taking a short rest, we can't let the friendly troops make fun of our soldiers for being undisciplined, right?
Hart glanced at the flame knight Farr next to him and said with a low smile: "Look at these young people, they don't know how to be nervous at all. They will be our most valuable asset."
Farr, who is also the Grand Knight of the Knights of Glory, nodded slightly and said with approval: "Yes, even when a war is approaching, you must maintain a relaxed mental state. This is what a good warrior should show.
Yes. They are indeed all excellent, well, but I still like that little girl Haoli, she is the best."
Hart shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "Rhine lost his temper. He refused to let Li out of his sight. Otherwise, he could let Li exercise in the rear team... Oh, the scout team behind was sent out.
What? Be ready to support the brothers behind at any time. They have to withstand the enemy's first wave of impact, if the enemy dares to pursue."
Fall nodded: "The three centurions should keep in touch with the three friendly forces behind them at any time. As long as they are attacked, we can go back to support them within a meal. Hart, don't worry. The enemy will definitely dare to pursue them.
Yes, at least their military strength now exceeds ours, and we have lost the help of the city wall." After a pause, Farr whispered: "It's really strange that our city wall collapsed like this, otherwise, they would be like this
Even our military strength cannot really do anything to us."
Hart nodded speechlessly.
Fifty miles behind, while the garrison of the 'Sacred City' was happily preparing lunch, the army led by Tu was about to arrive on the prairie. It was the first time in his life that he was riding a war horse, so his buttocks were a little sore from the jolt.
Here, there is a clear dividing line on the ground. On this side of the boundary, on the side close to the 'Sacred City', the grass blades have begun to turn yellow; while on the other side of the boundary, there are green grass and gurgling streams.
, you can even see tiny butterflies dancing on the tips of the grass blades. These butterflies seem to know that the wind here is full of chill, and they always stay on the other side of the boundary without crossing the line at all.
The meaning of boundary.
All the sinners couldn't hold back the tears on their faces. The sinners who were riding on their war horses slipped off their horses and knelt down on the ground together with all their compatriots. Tu held his own cheeks with his big hands and sobbed softly.
He stood up and said, "God, your guidance is right. This is where our tribe should live. What a fertile, beautiful, and fertile grassland. God, we are finally back, we are finally back."
To the place where our ancestors once lived, where those invincible warriors among our ancestors once shed their blood."
He rolled and crawled into the God-given grassland. Tu and countless other sinners lay down in the grass, deeply smelling the rich fragrance of the earth. Tu grabbed a large piece of black earth with his big hand,
He shook his hand hard, and the soil suddenly became a ball, and the fat mud seeped out from the gaps between his fingers like grease. Tu groaned, what kind of land is that on the 'Forgotten Continent'?
Ah, it's just like a desert, and as long as a few seeds are sprinkled on the land here, countless crops will grow without any need for care, right?
Many criminals could not control the impulse in their hearts. They stuffed handfuls of dirt and grass into their mouths, tasting the taste of their homeland.
The queues of orcs, dwarves, and elves behind were all stunned. What a beautiful land, it was incomparable to the barren continent. So, how beautiful would it be where their ancestors once lived?
?What kind of paradise will it be? For a moment, the entire team forgot to move forward and stopped in place. Everyone's face showed an expression of extreme yearning and longing. As for the people of the Hades,
Although their faces cannot be seen clearly, their excitement can be imagined from their slightly trembling armors.
In the end, Ming Blade, who was still the most emotionless and coldest, and who had seen through a lot of things because he had spent too long a time, strode towards Tu. He picked up Tu's body with one hand and lightly tapped on his toes.
Pick, pick up an iron rod that Tu Xin got, hold it with one hand and shout loudly: "Stand up, Tu, what do you think this looks like? Stand up, chase the enemy, only to completely eliminate them,
Only then can we enjoy our own land with peace of mind, otherwise, we will be evicted sooner or later."
The iron rod was stuffed into Tu's hand. Tu held the iron rod tightly in his hand, greedily looked at the rich land in front of him, and took a breath of the warm, moist air with a sweet smell.
Look at these green grass, bright lakes, groups of running wild animals, towering trees on the grassland, full of vitality...listen to the sound of growing grass buds, and the lake water snoring comfortably in the breeze
The sounds, the long hissing sounds from the wild beasts, and the sound of the big tree crowns swaying branches in the wind. This is simply paradise.
Tu raised his hands and shouted with joy: "Ah~~~!"
One hundred thousand arms were raised, one hundred thousand criminals stood up, and one hundred thousand throats uttered the same joyful cry: "Ah~~~!"
The orcs were inspired by them, raised their weapons, and roared loudly: "Oh!"
The dwarves raised their heavy hammers and axes, jumped and roared: "Roar!" Their hands were busy grabbing their own wine bottles and pouring strong liquor into their mouths.
The elegant elves closed their eyes. They did not shout, but murmured prayers. A dozen beautiful female elves could not help but sing beautiful, ancient songs, and the silver bell-like singing was mixed in. The powerful roar could be heard far away.
Clumps of grass gently bent their waists. In front of this majestic roar, in front of the real owner of this land, they humbly bent their waists. A wave of waves followed the grass. Going far away, it seemed as if the entire sea of grass was dancing. The piercing sound of bone flutes came from the roar of the waves. Those scary-looking necromancers blew the bone flutes with smiles on their faces, and the shrill, piercing bone flutes sounded. The flute, like a storm on the 'Forgotten Continent', stirred up a monstrous fighting spirit.
Tu roared: "There are countless such lands on this continent. Brothers, kill all those pampered humans, and these lands will belong to us. Kill all those damn humans, and our descendants will be on such a land." Propagate the sound. Kill all those hypocritical humans who are evil but call themselves righteous. Our people will not cry because of hunger and thirst. Kill those abominable humans who believe in hypocritical gods. Our race, There will be eternal peace and tranquility... Go ahead and start by killing all the garrison of those damn 'god cities'."
Hundreds of thousands of weapons were raised high, and a torrent of metal separated the grass, frightened the herd of beasts, frightened away the birds resting in the grass, and rushed forward. Eighteen people from the Nether Tribe flew away. At the front of the queue, they looked at every blade of grass, sniffed even the faintest suspicious smell in the air, observed every trace on the ground, and accurately guided hundreds of thousands of troops towards Muba. The camp where Lata and the others rested.
The distance is only fifty miles. The sinners have strong fighting spirit and can run faster than galloping horses. The orcs have well-developed muscles, and running this distance is not a burden to them at all. Although the dwarfs have too short legs, , but stimulated by alcohol and assisted by the air magic of the elves, they moved faster. In order to save magic power, some of the weak necromancers flew in the air, and some rode on the thunder beasts that came with them. The bodies are also moving extremely fast. Those thunder beasts that have been fed with sufficient food are running at a speed that is simply incomparable to the fastest horses. They are like little animals charging madly. Mountain buns are average.
The distance was only fifty miles. With the efforts of these people, it only took them just over an hour to rush to the vicinity of Mubarata's camp. Dozens of beast soul warriors were sitting scatteredly more than a mile away from the camp. They were holding the roasted animal meat in their hands and gnawing crazily. They were sent out as sentries. Very easily, they heard the footsteps of the criminal brigade coming very early, and the birds flew away in fright. The sound of the beast running can be heard from ten miles away.
These beast soul warriors wanted to sound the alarm, but circles of faint black wind were blowing over. These winds were warm, but they instantly paralyzed their bodies. It was very difficult for them to take a step forward. These beast souls The soldiers struggled forcefully, and the fighting spirit in their bodies surged out, dispelling the bad feeling in their bodies. Suddenly relaxed, they waved their weapons, and eighteen black shadows were already approaching like ghosts.
Thirty-six black fist winds roared out, rubbing and colliding with each other in the air. Almost in the blink of an eye, these fist winds turned into a thick black tornado, with countless sharp wind blades rubbing in the whirlwind. The collision tore apart everything they touched. Those beast soul warriors had no time to make a sound. They could only deal with these eighteen terrifying enemies first. The fighting spirit of these enemies actually made the ground nearby tremble. The crazy The howling tornado made a shrill sound like a ghost, and it seemed that my soul was being absorbed into it.
Dozens of fighting spirit rushed towards the black tornado fiercely. These powerful beast soul warriors used their fighting spirit and strength to give the eighteen Nether Tribe people a heavy blow on their heads. However, their strength did not hit them at all. In the actual place, the black tornado was completely empty. After their fighting spirit attacked, it was immediately melted and absorbed and turned into the power of the tornado.
Miserable howls were heard, and several beast soul warriors were dragged in by the tornado while they were still in a daze. The Hades people hiding behind the black storm rushed forward greedily, and their powerful punches hit these warriors. Their bodies shattered their armor and bones, and began to pull away their souls. The souls of such powerful warriors are the best tonic for the Hades. The more and stronger souls they absorb, the stronger their power will be. .This is also the reason why after they have lived in the barren Forgotten Continent for so long, their strength has dropped to about the same level as Li. It seems that people who grow on barren land, no matter how powerful they are, their souls are full of Without the bitter taste, there is no power contained in their souls.
Mubarata had already heard the screams of the beast soul warriors who were sentinels. Those beast soul warriors were actually just low-level warriors, but someone could kill them so quickly. Then, the strength of the incoming enemy, It is undoubtedly very powerful. Looking at the dense flock of birds circling in panic in the sky, it seems that the enemy is attacking in large numbers, but I don't know how many of them are coming.
However, Mubarata has a very simple way of thinking in his head: "Enemies? Damn it, then kill them." Especially his own soldiers have been attacked in front, no matter what, Mubarata must Show these damn enemies a little bit of strength. A red storm came out of his body, and the high-level beast soul warriors around him also emitted the same fighting spirit that was as thick as blood.
Hundreds of afterimages cut through the air, and powerful energy flew out from their axes, striking at the black tornado that covered a hundred-foot radius like a demon. Eighteen Nether tribesmen jointly attacked Mubarata. Next, he dragged his broken armor out of the tornado in embarrassment and fled behind in panic. Mubarata shouted excitedly: "Ha, they are from the Nether Tribe. I thought that little girl Li was talking nonsense. Badao, hahahaha, stay, you damn guys."
An axe-shaped wind blade roared towards the back of Ming Blade. This was Mubarata's full blow. Strong wind pressure filled the surroundings of the wind blade. Wherever it passed, the grass Everything was shattered into pieces, and countless powders flew high, hitting Hades like a green dragon.
Brad couldn't have imagined that Mubarata's attack would come so quickly. He hesitated for a moment, and the wind blade had already struck his back, and his body could even feel the strong pressure. Fortunately, there was an iron rod coming from the side. Reaching out, Tu hit Mubarata's wind blade with a stick. Just as Tu judged, he crushed Mubarata's full attack. He just trembled and fell back. He only took three steps. Behind him, a dense army of criminals appeared.
Countless beast soul warriors were sitting in the grass to rest after having a good meal. At this moment, they all bundled up their armors and weapons, and rushed over from the grass like a group of crazy bulls. They happened to meet the vanguard of the sinners. On both sides, The heavy blows were struck almost at the same time. Every warrior, whether they were sinners or beast soul warriors, had no chance to strike a second time. Their power was too powerful, and every blow would shatter the enemy's armor and body into pieces. , they will also fall under the enemy's attack. This is a terrifying force that can defeat even mountain peaks. Moreover, their formation is too dense, and they have no place to dodge the opponent's attack.
These powerful warriors, who are qualified to be generals in any country on the mainland, have started the most primitive hand-to-hand combat on this small piece of land. There are no tricks or reactions. In short, they just raise their weapons. , give the enemy a fatal blow, and then just brace your head and wait for the same terrible blow to come to your body.
The army of sinners came one after another, and they began to surround the beast soul warriors led by Mubarata. Mubarata was having a great time fighting with Tu, so how could he bother to command the army? The army of sinners was surrounded by the underworld people. With calm maneuvers, the beast soul warriors were surrounded from three directions.
Fortunately, there were the Swordsmen of Light and the Fighters of Judgment on the left and right flanks of Mubarata. Their leaders, Yaka and Durst, saw the offending civilian army and the Beast Soul Warriors fighting together, and they waited quietly for a while. , after seeing that the size of the sinners was only more than 130,000, he immediately sneaked his legion into the battlefield and gave the sinners a severe blow from behind. The soldiers of the Knights of Glory had already boarded the battlefield. They got off their horses, and after Hart gave the order, they all charged towards the battle formation of the criminals.
Ming Blade was commanding the necromancers to deal with the conflicting Knights of Glory, and behind him, Yaka had already struck his head with a brilliant, brilliant, and extremely beautiful sword light. Ming's sword struck at his head. ·Blade let out a scream. Although he dodged quickly, Yaka's sword still opened a big hole behind him. If the physiological makeup of the Hades were not different from humans, he would have been able to see it. Their gods.
And Durst's two fists hit the heart of the figure who was fighting with Mubarata. Durst ignored his chivalry at all. He sneaked on the battlefield for a long time and finally discovered it. The young sinner who fought with Mubarata and forced Mubarata to retreat repeatedly suddenly blasted out with his two fists, which were fully equipped with the divine power of judgment.
Tu groaned, and the armor on his body shattered like pieces of paper, and his body flew out like leaves. Mubarata laughed maliciously, and slashed Tu's body with the sharp axe, preparing to kill him Split into two pieces from the middle.
Fortunately, there were several generals of the sinners nearby. They rushed up and withstood Mubarata's attack with the weapons in their hands. A tall tauren roared angrily and struck Mubarata in the neck with an axe. Balata also faced him with an ax without showing any signs of weakness, and in the blink of an eye he forgot about the pursuit plan.
Durst also quickly lost Tu's figure in the rebellion. He instinctively felt that Tu was an important figure. As long as he killed him, he would definitely deal a heavy blow to the criminals. However, Tu was successfully attacked by himself. , but quickly disappeared under the cover of a group of subordinates. Durst was so angry that he flew into a rage, and his two fists were wildly bombarded like raindrops. The nearby criminal soldiers were all covering their faces in embarrassment. Rat scurrying. Durst's boxing technique was so dirty. He specifically attacked the opponent's head and face. The one with weak fighting spirit would have his head broken by one punch and died miserably. The one with strong fighting spirit would see stars in his eyes, his teeth would leave his gums one after another, and his mouth would spurt out blood. There is simply no way to continue fighting.
With the addition of the Light Swordsmen and the Judgment Fighters, the situation in the battle was immediately reversed. The seriously injured Ming Blade left the battlefield in embarrassment under the protection of his tribe, helplessly looking at the chaotic battle group. At this time, they Only then did I understand that although the garrison of the 'Sacred City' had escaped, their combat effectiveness was still very strong, and it was not like they could just send out a random team to deal a blow to them.
The turbulent conflict between the Knights of Glory made the sinners panic even more. If they were asked to attack the 'God City' in the past, they would not have any panic in the face of a doomed situation, but it is different now , they had enjoyment and comfortable living conditions, and they began to have an emotion called fear in their hearts. Facing the Glory Knights who rushed over like an iron wall, their stitches gradually loosened. .
Tu saw this scene under a big tree, and he yelled without hesitation: "Where are the dwarves? Where are the dwarves? Tell them to deal with those cavalry, just be careful not to be trampled to death by the horses. I will see how to deal with those cavalry." They...called the elves to take action and use large-scale magic. Now the enemies are still tightly gathered together. Let's use large-scale magic to disrupt them and give them more damage."
The 20,000 dwarves, who were already drunk and had their short legs stiff, heard Tu's order. They abandoned the beast soul warriors who were fighting with them and rushed towards the Knights of Glory like a group of mice. Let Glory The most embarrassing thing happened to the knights. The grass was too high and the dwarves were too short. They couldn't see where the enemy was. Often a dozen war horses rushed over, but the dwarves' hammers smashed the horse's legs, including the people. The one with the horse fell to the ground.
And in the grass, weird sounds like this often come out: "Oh, my God, praise God, what happened to me?" "Hey, hey, hey, big guy, the armor on your body is too heavy, stand up, I'll do it again." I'll fight you again..." This was when the Glory Knights flew out and hit the dwarves, causing them to fall to the ground one by one and unable to get up for a long time. These Glory Knights themselves were quite big. , coupled with the impact of the heavy armor and the horse, hitting a dwarf hard was enough for them to bear.
Hart and the others watched in embarrassment as their knights lost their target. Ordinary thrusts, sword blades and spear points could always reach the enemy's neck or chest, but facing these dwarves, the knights had to fight even if they were standing on the ground.
You have to bend down to fight them. How can you fight them while riding a horse? You can only watch the horses scream and fall to the ground after their legs are broken.
Hart reluctantly ordered: "Everyone dismount and use sword energy to deal with them."
The Knights of Glory immediately turned into infantry warriors. As mentioned before, the weakest among them all have the strength of the fifth-level gold knights on the mainland. At this moment, they stood tightly together, the long swords in their hands constantly
Flying out fierce sword energy, they immediately regained their disadvantage. The greatest skill of the dwarves is their extremely strong strength. Except for some high-level warriors, none of them knew how to use fighting energy. At this moment, they were facing more than a dozen people.
The Glory Knights, who were attacking with sword energy at the same time from a few feet away, immediately ran out of ideas. Then they looked at their companions falling to the ground one by one and groaning. They couldn't help but feel confused, and all the alcohol in their heads turned into cold sweat and flowed out.
, carrying his partner on his shoulders, turned around and rushed into the grass.
With such a little time buffer, the Knights of Glory did not deal a fatal blow to the formation of the sinners. The elves over there had already begun to chant magic spells. These adult elves have a natural affinity with magic elements that exceeds that of humans.
.The adult age of an elf is six hundred years, which means that their magic power may be stronger than those old monsters of the Holy Magic Group. The magic performed by seven thousand adult elves is absolutely powerful.
It's devastating.
What Yastatuka means is to throw a dozen 'monstrous tornadoes' carrying countless wind blades, so that these tornadoes can enter the camp of the Beast Soul Warriors, Light Swordsmen, and Judgment Warriors, killing a large number of enemies. Therefore.
, what seven thousand elves gathered at the same time was the powerful wind element.
Almost all the wind elements on the God's Gift Grassland have been gathered together, and huge tornadoes are about to take shape. But what no one expected is that the reason why the God's Gift Grassland is so magical is that it is still in autumn.
The lush and prosperous appearance is simply because the natural elements here have reached an absolute balance. No one has more and no one has less. An absolutely balanced barrier envelopes this grassland, which creates the God-given
The magic of the grassland.
Ming Blade, who knew this statement to some extent, screamed: "No..." But the elves had already finished chanting the curse.
The tornado that was about to take shape in the air suddenly collapsed, and the unbalanced natural elements stirred crazily. The elves completely lost any control over their magic, and watched helplessly as the wind elements mixed with other natural elements, and began to
Violent rolling... A storm that swept across the entire God-given grassland gradually took shape. The sky became dark, and wisps of ominous horn clouds appeared in the sky, and the birds and beasts began to run wildly.
, gradually, they all ran towards the southeast direction.
An unsettling atmosphere enveloped the entire God-given grassland. A group of magicians such as Suoke, who were trekking on the grassland, suddenly felt the changes in the air and the random movement of natural elements. Karelon screamed:
"Idiot, who is using powerful magic on the God-given grassland? Doesn't he know that it will cause serious consequences?"
The mages looked at each other. All the mages in the 'City of Gods' were here, and none of them used powerful magic. So, there was only one explanation, and that was that damn, those mages among the sinners who didn't know what to do, cast forbidden magic.
A curse-level magic... A forbidden curse-level magic was cast on the God-given grassland.
In the holy city where the fierce battle was going on, the soldiers from both sides of the criminals stopped blankly and looked at a black wall rising from the ground in panic. You could see wisps of blue wind streaks flying upward from the base of the wall.
Countless amounts of soil and grass clippings were rolled up, mixed with the water in the lake, and turned into that weird black suspended matter, which was then blown over by the strong wind.
Before they had time to react, the vanguard of the storm had roared and rushed over. More than a hundred elves with light bodies were immediately blown up in embarrassment. If the dwarves beside them hadn't hugged their thighs with quick eyes and hands, they would really have
Blown away like a kite.
Hart, Mubarata, Yaqa, Dest, Tu on the side of the sinners, Brad and others shouted at the same time: "Ceasefire, ceasefire, everyone quickly adjust the formation, line up, line up, toward the southeast
, run as fast as you can..."
Would a fool face such a terrifying storm in such a wilderness and dig a hole to hide in? Then wait for the storm to bury you alive. The only chance of survival is to run in the direction of the storm and run as hard as you can to survive.
Offset the impact of the storm, and maybe even save a life.
With a 'crash' sound, the army that had been fighting desperately just now was immediately divided into two distinct teams. With a distance of more than ten miles, they flew madly towards the southeast. There was a loud 'rumbling' sound.
In the sound, a black wall has been enveloped by the hurricane. The earth is shaking, the air is groaning, and everyone is screaming in terror. The black wall is moving faster than they are running.
He caught up quickly.
Big trees surrounded by more than a dozen people were uprooted, and the water in the lakes was swept up and rushed forward. In the hurricane, the water droplets turned into terrifying steel bullets, and only countless people could be seen.
The black water droplets penetrated the bodies of the backward dwarves, and the blood was immediately drawn out by the hurricane, and a series of sad purple curtains were rolled up in the hurricane... Warriors with fighting spirit or magic protection are okay, but
Ordinary dwarves who had not learned fighting spirit became the first victims.
The hurricane is coming.
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