Unlike three to five hundred people fighting in a small area, war scenes involving tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people are particularly cruel and bloody.
No matter how strong your individual strength is, as long as it has not reached an indestructible level, you must be cautious and low-key on such a fierce and chaotic battlefield, and not be too ostentatious.
otherwise……
Greem once witnessed with his own eyes, an undead knight who was wrapped in the cold death air and riding on a tall skeletal horse. With his powerful level 3 strength, he was invincible on the battlefield and crushed the entire field.
Countless orc skullcrushers trembled in front of its tall and powerful skeletal war horse, and countless strong orcs were chopped into two pieces under its two-meter-long snowy body. Wherever it went, a halo of fear followed it, making everyone
The orcs fled in panic.
For a time, its ferocious flames were so powerful that no one dared to touch its edge.
But soon, it was targeted by several equally powerful opponents in the orc army.
Woo woo woo...
In the fierce wind howling, several boulders the size of millstones rolled towards it with ear-piercing sonic booms.
The third-level undead knight bravely chopped three of them into pieces with his sword, but the last one was smashed on his body. He flew out amidst a burst of armor twisting and deformation and a burst of bones all over his body, and fell to the crowded place.
amidst the tide of corpses.
As for the skeletal war horse under its crotch, it was smashed into pieces and scattered all over the ground.
The undead knight struggled to get up from the ground. Although all the bones in his body had been broken, the soul fire hidden deep in his skull was still intact. Even as it tried to absorb the surrounding death energy and try to repair its broken body.
At that moment, the ground around him suddenly began to tremble violently.
The level 3 undead knight raised his head with difficulty, and the scarlet soul fire deep in the black eye sockets suddenly shrank into a pair of sharp red lights in the shape of a cross star. He stared with horror at the head that knocked away the group of corpses, taking steps that shook the earth and the mountains.
The mammoth war elephant charging towards it.
The opponent's body is as huge as a hill, the opponent's proboscis is as flexible as a python, the opponent's long tusks are as sharp as a siege cone... and what is even more terrifying is that the opponent's huge body is as thick as a stone pillar and as big as a carriage.
The soles of his feet were stepping towards him with an unstoppable force...
The mammoth war elephant ran wildly past the undead knight, crushing its entire body and its head wrapped in soul fire into bone fragments all over the ground.
The mournful wail of the third-level undead knight before his soul died was heard in the void...
The orc shaman, who was perched high on the back of the war elephant, waved a thick ram's horn staff and shouted a strange language that no one could understand. From time to time, a dazzling red light condensed from the palm of his hand and shot into his body.
Inside the body of a mammoth war elephant.
A dozen orc spear throwers gathered around the orc shaman. While shouting loudly, they struggled to throw their short spears into the crowded and motionless black corpses at the feet of the war elephant. Their eyes were blood red stimulated by the 'Rage Technique'.
The war elephant even raised its long trunk and let out a long roar that shocked the entire audience. It buried its head and thundered towards the portal.
In front of the eight-meter-high mammoth war elephant, most of the undead became dwarves clustered around the giant. With their size and strength, they were unable to stop the mammoth war elephant's mad advance.
However, this extremely arrogant mammoth war elephant only survived for 43 seconds longer than the level 3 undead knight.
Under the command of the Lich who was hiding in the corpse tide, the high-level undead fired a volley of spells and used intensive artillery fire to smash the mammoth war elephant and the dozen orcs on its back into a sieve.
With a shrill wail, the huge mammoth war elephant knelt on the ground covered in blood, slumped!
A huge cloud of gray smoke was thrown up from the scene.
Blood was splashing, and broken limbs and severed heads were flying in the air...
At the front of the winding battlefield that stretches for miles, countless orcs are fighting and fighting against the tide of undead.
They sacrifice their lives and work hard regardless of their own safety.
But their lives seem extremely humble and cheap at this moment!
Countless orc warriors fought in bloody battles, chopping down or smashing countless ugly zombies with their giant axes or warhammers. However, the splash of purple-black sticky rotten blood contained terrible epidemic virus bacteria, and a puff of yellow-green smoke surrounded them.
Explosions exploded all over the battlefield, and the orc warriors involved were coughing wildly.
Large areas of festering abscesses caused their bodies to overflow with blood whenever they moved. Their bulging muscles were rapidly eroding, and their mighty and powerful bodies began to rapidly collapse and decay.
The dead souls, each withered and shriveled, like walking mummies, exploded into clouds of smoke under the slaughter of the orc army, and soon most of the battlefield was overturned under the terrifying poisonous cloud.
Under the control of high-level undead, these poisonous clouds even began to gather into a plague frenzy, rushing towards the places where the orc army was densest.
The orc warriors may not be afraid of powerful and tall enemies, but they never dare to face such tiny deadly toxins that cannot be killed or destroyed. Their originally solid and solid ranks began to loosen and disintegrate.
Puff puff puff...
A series of fireballs shot from the rear of the orc army, exploding into a sea of fire amid the plague craze.
Countless noisy and subtle screams of poisonous insects converged into a huge sound wave that swirled and stirred above the battlefield.
For a time, countless poisonous insects and toadstools were burned to death by high-temperature flames!
Although such a move could not stop the advance of the plague frenzy, it also greatly reduced the damage caused by the disease to the opponent. This also allowed the conservative orc army to breathe a sigh of relief and not be defeated immediately.
It's those orc shamans who accompany the army!
The witches behind the corpse tide cast their eyes coldly on this group of orc shamans who were wrapped in animal skins, had feathers on their heads, and had colorful magic patterns painted on their faces and bodies.
Compared with ordinary orcs, these orc shamans appear a little thin.
But looking at the thick ram-horned staffs in their hands, it wouldn't be any problem to smash the enemy's head when they swing it.
In terms of strength alone, even the worst warrior in the orc legion has a physique that is not inferior to that of a high-level body-refining apprentice. In fact, most of the qualified orc warriors in the legion have reached the level of body-refining quasi-witches.
According to the normal comparison of strength, an official wizard in the wizarding world can easily kill about ten orc warriors. If the number of orcs is larger, there is no guarantee that the first-level wizard will not suffer some damage.
If the two sides fight to the death regardless of means, a level 1 wizard may be able to kill 20-30 orc warriors, but he will also die under the opponent's simple and crude stone hammer or battle axe.
There is no way, the wizard's body is still too weak!
As long as the layers of shields and witchcraft protection are broken, the wizard's body is not necessarily much stronger than ordinary humans. A knife cut on the neck, or a big hole in the stomach, even those noble wizards will die.
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And these orc shamans are equivalent to a weakened version of official wizards.
The magic power they possess is too rudimentary. Except for sporadic rage, bloodthirsty, and fireballs, there are almost no powerful spells. The only strange thing about them is that they can use four elements of power at the same time, and they release buff spells.
The ability to heal or damage is actually accomplished using strange totem poles.
They inserted wooden totem poles over one meter high and as thick as goose eggs into the ground in front of them, and they could quickly summon the corresponding magic elements in their hands. Although the power of the spells they released was not huge,
But it's unprecedentedly fast.
Greem narrowed his eyes and watched silently from behind.
Through chip perception, he could vaguely feel that the strange magic patterns painted all over the body of the orc shaman and the strange patterns engraved on the totem pole seemed to echo each other in the vibration frequency of the elements.
The oscillation and changing frequencies of the magic halos on both sides are almost exactly the same!
What is this? Magical resonance or elemental harmonic frequency? How did they make a cold dead object become like a living body, able to sense and absorb free magic elements in space?
A miniaturized and weakened version of the Elemental Altar?
A series of questions arose in Grim's mind.
No wonder those wizards all like to conquer other worlds. Sure enough, in any foreign plane, there is a lot of mysterious knowledge and mysteries waiting for them to explore and study!
At this moment, he really wanted to capture an orc shaman and cut open his head to study it carefully.
However, when he glimpsed the orc shamans from a distance, surrounded by all the orc sword masters who were strong, strong, quick and capable, Greem could only suppress this thought silently.
If the Skull Crusher belongs to the ordinary-level orc warriors, then these orc sword masters belong to the elite orc warriors at the body-refining wizard level.
They are not tall, and their bodies are not as tall and strong as ordinary orc warriors, but they appear to be extremely agile and quick in walking, lying and standing. The weapons they use are not thick and bulky war hammers or giant axes, but flat flat ones.
A long and narrow fierce war knife or terrifying sword.
This also means that their attacks are mainly quick and sensitive, taking into account the explosive power of the body!
If he just rushed over and was surrounded by a group of orc sword masters wielding large blades, I'm afraid the end would not be much better than being stuffed into a drum knife array and stirring for a long time.
The Orc Sword Master has the ultimate physical explosive power and attack speed, coupled with the four elemental powers that the Orc Shaman can call upon. Although there are no high-level beings in their team, Greem, the top level 2
The powerful fire wizard still dare not try it easily.
In such a battlefield where ferocious beasts are rampant and strong men gather, being cautious and low-key is the only way to save your life!
Not all orcs are those who can only use brute force. Under Greem's prying eyes, the group of orcs far behind the orc army is most likely the real strong ones in the opponent's team.
Greem just wondered why they had been holding back for so long and still didn't launch a raid on the portal. Couldn't they see that the orc army was already crumbling under the impact of the witch army? (To be continued)