When this plane war progressed into the fifth hour, the belatedly arriving Lei Peng raiding team hurriedly joined the battle.
And this also indicates that the cruel and bloody battles on the ground have lost their due significance, and the focus of the war has also shifted from the ground to the sky.
There are as many as sixty level 3 or above strong men organized by the orcs, most of whom are orc warriors and shamans with burly bodies, and the rest are combat experts from other races.
Orc warriors and shamans either rode mammoth war elephants or sat on thunder rocs, swooping wildly from the ground and the air at the tall portal that was still swallowing alien creatures.
The real battle to determine the outcome of this plane war is slowly beginning!
Perhaps seeing that the orcs had come out in full force, the witches no longer held back, and flew into the sky one by one using various methods. Among them, the leader of the death witch, Csuna, was the most popular, riding the fourth-level corpse dragon.
Artest rose into the sky amid a howling wind, blocking the way of the orcs.
Plane wars have always been a fight to the death, and there is no possibility of peaceful coexistence.
Therefore, there was no need for the two parties to talk or negotiate, and they immediately started hedging their stance as soon as they met.
It has to be said that although the orc warriors are all brave and fierce, especially after being promoted to high levels, their attack power is off the charts. Buddhas can block *, and gods can block and kill gods. Unfortunately, they still have a huge flaw, that is, they cannot fly.
, will not attack remotely.
Orc warriors are like natural insulators from the elements. The number of orcs in the group who can master the elemental talent and become a shaman is less than one in 10,000, which is 1/20 of the human probability and 1/400 of the elves.
Therefore, even if the orc warriors advance to a high level, they cannot convert life energy into a powerful fighting spirit like humans and elves, and master some powerful mid- and short-range combat skills. Even if they advance to a high level, what they have improved is more
Strong physique, more powerful explosive power, more excellent magic resistance and physical recovery.
Other than that, there is nothing!
And even if such high-level warriors are fighting gods, the witches are not afraid at all!
The two sides quickly approached in the sky, and when the distance was less than 500 meters, the first wave of long-range attacks exploded into each other's clusters.
On the side of the orc camp, the only ones who can inspire long-range attacks are these 30 Lei Peng and those orc shamans.
Before the thunderstorms that filled the sky and the fireballs that streaked across the sky approached the witch cluster, they were swallowed up by a more gorgeous and terrifying torrent of witchcraft, and then took advantage of the situation to cleanse the entire orc assault force.
Those level 3 Lei Peng can still hold up a series of lightning barriers to protect themselves and the orcs on their backs, suffering in the violent and surging wave of witchcraft. However, the lightning barrier raised outside the body of the level 2 Lei Peng has not yet been able to hold up to level 3.
Within seconds, it suddenly exploded into a turbulent stream of thunder and lightning that filled the sky, and everyone could only groan and dodge the terrifying witchcraft that was coming towards them.
As for the many powerful harpies following Lei Peng, they flapped their wings and flew quickly, rushing left and right amidst the witchcraft attacks as dense as rain and mist. They had no magic protection or scale armor to protect them.
The soft and fragile wings were slightly swept away by the aftermath of witchcraft, which was the ending of the scream and fall.
The altitude of less than a hundred meters was not enough to kill them, but waiting for them below were ugly zombies looking up at the sky and making weird screams.
With this single blow, the orc raiding party was reduced by 1/3.
Those guys who fell from the sky, if they want to touch the portal, they have to cross nearly a kilometer of battlefield space and countless terrifying undead filling it. Don't think that these weird screams and sticky mouth are left
The salivating undead are easy to deal with.
In their dense ranks, no one knows where high-level undead souls with levels up to level 3 or 4 are hidden. Those low-key lichs can kill those who are not mentally tough enough with just a finger of death or the command: Death.
What an unlucky guy.
And the orcs who only focus on physical training and rarely exercise their spirit are undoubtedly such unlucky people!
The spell battle that broke out in the sky undoubtedly attracted Greem's attention, but what attracted him even more was the rain of third-level orcs.
In the wizarding world, the chance of finding a fight with a Level 3 being is almost slim. Even if there is, it usually indicates that the Crimson Family is facing a life-and-death crisis. How could it be like this, with two big eyes wide open and filled with emotion?
The easiest level 3 to start with in the search for the world!
Hey, that one with those hands falling from the sky and half of its body charred black seems to be an orc sword master... No, you can't choose it! The sword master's attack power is too strong, and few people in the team can withstand its violence.
One blow.
Hey...it seems like another Level 3 Lei Peng fell over there...No, there's an orc hunched over on its back, that guy seems to be a Level 4!
In the rainy kohlrabi, Greem's black eyes flashed with blue light, and he quickly analyzed the basic strength of each strong orc. Although most of the strong orcs have a layer of powerful energy lingering on their bodies.
The vital force field distorts and deflects the detection ripples emitted by the chip, making it impossible to obtain very detailed body data.
However, relying only on the vague information fed back by the chip, Greem had tried his best to search for targets that were not too dangerous in the dazzling red light in the sky.
After all, they came to this Johnson plane under the banner of the Witch of Destiny to help. If they don't have a tangible result, they can't stand upright within the Witch. Previously, they helped the Witch's troops massacre those low-ranking people.
The orcs can only be regarded as basic hard work. Only the high-level beings who work hard to kill the opponent in this high-intensity and high-intensity plane war are the best bargaining chips to measure the results of the auxiliary troops.
Therefore, after weighing his own basic strength, Greem quickly and boldly targeted the lone third-level orcs.
"What are you waiting for? Shouldn't you rush in and fight at this time? There are so many delicious food here today..." Mary stood beside her, looking impatient, licking her red lips, her scarlet eyes glowing
Fat and strong 'Blood Food's were swimming around one after another, making it difficult to choose.
Alice looked like she was smiling coquettishly, her curious eyes wandering around Grim.
To be honest, although she is a witch of destiny and can see through the life trajectories of most living beings, she is only a little confused about the wizard 'master' in front of her.
She had vaguely discovered Greem's peculiar soul characteristics a long time ago!
This causes any content she predicts to have strange distortions and unpredictable changes as long as it involves Grim. Moreover, this 'abnormality' is not man-made, but a blessing intentionally or unintentionally by the laws of the plane.
This also indicates that anyone who wants to predict Greem’s secret will only get a wrong result!
Not only him, but also the guys gathered around him will be infected with this "unpredictable" characteristic, becoming "anomalies" that deviate from their original fate.
Like the Mary in front of me, according to her fate, it is absolutely difficult to be promoted to a wizard and she will die in the apprenticeship. But now...
Same goes for Alice!
Alice had predicted countless times through divination that her destiny would be terminated at the moment the Tower of Destiny opened. But because she 'accidentally' met Grim and became his soul slave, she
Her fate took an unpredictable turn.
The chain reaction caused by this deviation was too huge, so huge that even the first Witch of Destiny who stepped into the void of the plane could not control it.
After being promoted to the Witch of Destiny, Alice had countless opportunities to sever the soul contract between herself and Greem. However, after thinking about it over and over again, Alice silently gave up.
Without the care of Grim, the 'Black Hole of Destiny', she has no confidence to compete with an old monster that has survived for tens of thousands of years. Alice can see clearly that her biggest bargaining chip against the old monster is
It is neither the identity of the Witch of Destiny nor the many subordinates who obey her orders, but it is Greem.
Therefore, she has always tied her destiny tightly to Greem. Although there is some love in it, it is more guided by the instinct of the soul and the power of fate.
Since fate has allowed them to meet and support each other, she naturally has no choice but to 'accept her fate'!
While Alice was smiling with complicated emotions, the other crimson wizards turned their trusting eyes to Grim.
They believe in their patriarch and his choices and judgment!
Under his leadership, the rise of the Crimson Family is unstoppable and inevitable! And they are the witnesses and creators of this miracle, so honored!
Under the different expressions of these companions and subordinates, Greem, who was standing erect and motionless, shook his body and finally found a suitable target.
A level 3 orc shaman...and a level 2 thunder roc!
Although this combination is somewhat different from what he planned, it is still within the hunting range of the Crimson Family.
Greem immediately issued a series of battle instructions without hesitation.
The split-brain Gru, who was slowly advancing among the witch zombies, immediately had a clear battlefield coordinates in his mind. Under its command, a phalanx of 300 magic shooters immediately turned around and began to move towards the predetermined area.
Covering shot.
The scorching rays as dense as a spider web instantly covered the area where the third-level orc shaman fell...
At the same time, the Crimson members who had been huddled near the portal also began to quickly move closer to the area.
Among the majestic figures rising up one after another, the pair of Greem and Arms are especially eye-catching! (To be continued)