Chaotic teasing, you never know what she wants to do next second.⊙,
Maybe she was sincere to you one second, or maybe she changed her mind the next second. Not every god can be like Laila, dedicating everything to Raven, and even shifting her alignment from chaos to chaos overnight.
In order.
Faced with Suni's teasing, Raven, who was speechless, could only treat it as a joke and selectively forget about it.
Kargas and Levistus respectfully opened the door where the Four Holy Gates were located and welcomed Raven and his party in.
"This is..." Karin was deeply shocked when she saw the four huge, mysterious and powerful doors in front of her.
Lei Wen explained in a deep voice: "The Four Holy Gates of Divine Prison! World-class divine objects left behind by the Creator God 'Ao'! Although I have only mastered three of them now, let alone a mere orc god system, even if it is
Gnusu, Rose and Gulamba, as well as all the devils in the entire Baator Hell, cannot possibly break through the defenses of the Four Holy Gates."
What Lei Wen said is absolutely true. Of course, the Four Holy Sects are not invincible, but in many cases, the Four Holy Sects are equal to invincible. It's just that the Four Holy Sects are top secret, unless they are accidentally hit by some powerful existence.
Try it out, otherwise Raven will let it rot in his heart.
Tempus, who was waiting in the Four Holy Gates, nodded: "Raven is right, little girl, you can rest assured. Plus what Raven showed us yesterday, it can be said that unless Gulamba's brain is broken, otherwise
Our chance of winning this battle is 100%, there is nothing to worry about."
The promise of the God of Battle was also a reassurance. Karin held Raven's hand tightly: "Then...brother, you have to work hard."
"I will." Raven paused and ordered the other gods: "Except for Tempus and Sune, everyone else should leave."
Starting from May 10, 1316, the entire Phantom Knights Territory began to be shrouded in a heavy fog.
On the same day, at least 5,000 garrison troops led more than 30,000 militiamen who had only received preliminary training but were armed to the teeth. They blocked the entire border of the territory, prohibited anyone from entering or exiting, and issued a kill order. Anyone who dared to intrude would be punished.
Kill without mercy.
All believers who come to Raven during the blockade will be resettled together.
"What? Can't find Raven's main force at all?" Gnusu was shocked.
"That is the divine power of the phantom goddess Leila. I heard that she has recently been promoted to a lesser divine power." The orc war god Inavo replied.
"Where's the spy?"
"It is already a lawful place. Our divine power cannot peek into it. The sky is surrounded by a large number of wing elves and shadow bees. Our falcons cannot get out. If we want to receive the news, we can only use the most primitive method.
Human delivery."
"Where are the trapped elves?"
"I have been preparing for war in the past six months. It's hard to say."
"Send the wolf cavalry all over the border. I want the air force to search the sky around the clock. The sentry falcons, wyverns, thunderbirds, whatever, even if it's a violent storm, let me fly! You guys, use your spiritual thoughts
Spread to all directions. Sea, sky, and ground!"
Genuxu's order made several orc gods miserable.
However, nothing was found. Laila's power in concealment is really amazing.
On May 20, 1316, a battle that shocked the entire main plane started without any warning.
The desolate land in the southeast of Ultron continent is extremely barren.
Dry wasteland and bare mountains with almost no grass and trees are all here.
But here, on a bare mountain with an altitude of less than 100 meters, there is an orc city, Obould City!
Obould *Arrows. A former chief adviser to the tribal chief. He was smarter and more perceptive than his orc counterparts. He had completed various tasks on behalf of the tribal chief and priests many times, and later he killed the chief to seize the opportunity.
Gain the right to rule the tribe.
There have been many opponents who challenged Obould, but they were unable to defeat him. They only added a few attractive scars to him. Obould is proficient in various tactics, and his violent ability is stronger than that of his tribe, so he is very popular on the battlefield.
He was a formidable opponent. Years later, other tribes were annexed by him, and he now commands an army of twelve thousand orc warriors.
Originally, a month ago, he received an oracle from the great orc god King Gnusu, asking him to quickly join his army in the encirclement surrounding those damn long ears.
However, half a month ago, Gnusu sent a completely opposite oracle: to defend the area to deal with the possible incoming army of Raven*Yunfield, the half-elf god of death and shadow.
Magical communication...Orcs don't have any magical communication.
Genuxu hates all cultures other than orcs, including magic, and orcs are born with low IQ, so even if they don't hate them, they can't play well.
Hundreds of millions of years have passed, and the orcs still live a primitive life of eating hair and drinking blood. Only the most elite orc troops can refine iron weapons. These are obtained from human smugglers who are not afraid of death using gold ore and silver ore.
But in the past two years, because Raven Yunfield has been hunting down these illegal traders, these traders who dare to sell weapons to the orc tribe have been turned into zombies, and they are displayed in public in the Phantom Knights Territory and even in the human countries near the southeastern wilderness. Along with this, those traders
The family members were also unlucky one after another.
No one dares to offend a god in charge of death for no reason!
The souls of the unscrupulous businessmen captured by Raven do not even have the right to enter the underworld and can only be tortured forever. No god will stand up for these businessmen or guards. Even Wojin, the goddess of wealth who supports business activities most,
Raven's fierceness was also muted.
Basically no merchants dare to risk their lives to trade with the orcs.
As a result, once the iron weapons were damaged, only the roughest stone axes with wooden handles could be used.
Obould didn't care.
"To deal with those despicable humans, the brave orcs can fight ten of them one by one!" Obould said.
"But we can't find the enemy, father." Obould's son grimaced.
It's a pity that Obould didn't notice what his son said at all at this moment. He suddenly became very nervous and stared at the sky above Obode City.
The south wind was clearly blowing, but dark clouds were surging toward the east.
This mysterious dark cloud seemed to have lowered the entire sky, and seemed to have suppressed all objections. The hot earth and dry and cracked soil were originally interpreting the noise of the wilderness in their own way. But at this moment, the entire southeastern wilderness seemed to have changed.
For silence in another sense.
Silently, the extremely huge dark cloud in the sky floated over Oberde City. This dark cloud was so huge, so dense and opaque that even the sun in May had begun to become fierce.
They were all covered up.
Under this huge shadow that seemed to overshadow the entire wilderness, Obould City, which was two thousand meters long and wide and was considered a large city within the orcs' sphere of influence, was like an inconspicuous toy.
Not to mention Obould City, even the heaven and earth seemed to be covered by this unimaginably huge black shadow.
Obould and his son's eyes widened like bells at the same time, and they didn't even realize when their big mouths that exuded a fishy smell opened wide.
"Dad, are those dark clouds? It seems that we haven't had such a pleasant heavy rain here for a long time. Will this be the first heavy rain this year?"
Obould* slapped his son on the face with arrows, knocking him out and saying, "Idiot! That's the floating city of the ancient Arcane Empire! Blow the trumpet! Blow the trumpet immediately! That's the enemy!"
With the IQ of Obould's son, he has no idea what the Arcane Empire is and what the Floating City is. Anyway, my father's last sentence about the enemy was right.
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,......" The desolate sound of the horn startled the whole city, and Obould City, which was already in a state of war preparedness, instantly started to boil.
Countless orcs, whether they were chatting, eating, or fucking their wives, all rolled out of the rough and dilapidated mud brick houses, armed with a variety of weapons, and rushed towards the designated meeting point.
At this time, a violent sound of breaking wind suddenly came from the sky.
Strange sounds like "whoosh" are heard all the time.
In the huge black shadow above the head, some darker black dots seemed to appear, followed by a second black dot, a third, a fourth... and then appeared densely in the sky.
That density is like someone spilling a big plate of sesame seeds.
It looked like sesame seeds, but considering that they were 'sesame seeds' thousands of meters away in the sky, Obould had a bad feeling for the first time.
Boulder meteor shower!
Mixed with the horrifying roar of doomsday, huge rocks as big as two carriages fell from the sky.
Within a few seconds, a series of loud noises like exploding firecrackers sounded throughout the city of Obould.
Under the acceleration of gravity, the boulders gathered the terrifying kinetic energy of falling from a thousand meters altitude. Every time a stone fell, it was like the entire city suffered a violent and short earthquake.
When the boulder hit it, the rough reversed house instantly turned into powder, and the existence inside, no matter living creatures or anything, all turned into shapeless fragments. The huge building that Obould was once proud of, even if it was not hit directly
It was blown to pieces and collapsed because it could not withstand the huge shock waves that followed.
One of his sons made a "bang" sound and was suddenly thrown away by the shock wave of a huge stone. Then he was unlucky to be cut into two pieces by a sharp stone that also fell from the sky in mid-air. Finally, his broken body was scattered in the air.
Lost in the flying smoke and debris.
This was an attack that completely exceeded the orc's shooting range limit.
Except for a handful of elites who can look at the sky and try their best to dodge, the rest of the orcs can only wail in pain under this doomsday-like attack, feebly cursing this mysterious enemy, and desperately turning to their most trusted enemy.
The orc chief god Gnusu made his final prayer. (To be continued.)