Dry Water City has now become the most eye-catching place in the entire Johnson Plane.
Not only the strong orcs, but also the alien kings hiding in the deep mountains and old forests also paid concerned attention to him.
Through the strange plane laws, all the powerful men in the Johnson plane have understood the true intention of this group of witches to break into this place.
Erode the origin of the plane, corrupt the laws of the plane, and eliminate the consciousness of the plane...
These damn witches actually have the audacity to destroy the entire Johnson Plane!
If the witches just want to invade Johnson's plane, then this war is also a battle for plane dominance between the witches and the orcs. Other alien races are so miserably oppressed by the orcs that there is no way they can get involved.
But now the witches intend to destroy the Johnson Plane. This is a big issue related to the survival of all the creatures in the Johnson Plane. It is impossible for those strong aliens and kings to continue to tolerate it.
For a moment, in the sky of Johnson's plane, there were either orcs sitting cross-legged on a giant flying monster, or black-skinned natives wearing strange grass skirts with weird tattoos all over their bodies, or meteors striding towards Dry Water City.
The running tall giant...
These strong men from the Johnson Plane, regardless of gender, age or race, almost all ran out of their secluded secret places and used all kinds of methods to rush crazily towards the lonely pestle standing on the Northwest University.
Dry water city in the wasteland.
And in the third hour after the roots of corruption took root, a large number of strong orcs came to the outside of Dry Water City with the help of the 'Great Teleportation Technique' and began to attack the city crazily.
But the Death Witches took advantage of the half-month gap period to build a simple War Witch Tower in Dry Water City. Using the War Witch Tower as a defensive barrier, the 4th-level witches who were significantly less numerous than their opponents were still in trouble.
He changed his mind and resisted the opponent's attack.
Under the towering and solid Dry Water City, the fourth-level witches summoned by the witches blocked the orcs outside the city. The terrifying witchcraft jointly inspired by the high-level witches also caused heavy casualties to the incoming orcs.
, unspeakably miserable.
On this kind of dimensional battlefield where level 4 dominates, level 1 can only be regarded as cannon fodder, while level 2 can be regarded as barely qualified low-level warriors. Only by reaching level 3 can one have the opportunity to cross the battlefield and charge into battle.
However, on such a battlefield, if you are unlucky and encounter a Level 4 who has free hands, even a Level 3 strongman will fall in minutes!
While the battle on the front lines was in full swing, Greem and his party, who were quietly waiting in the mansion, finally received the news of their evacuation.
What arrived was a succubus with a voluptuous figure and pretty appearance. Judging from her beautiful body that was as solid as a substance, she was probably still above Greem in rank.
However, even though her level is as high as level 3, she is still just a slave of the witch. Facing Alice, the witch leader, and Greem, the level 2 clan leader, she has to bow down and be the first to express her respect.
"Lord Alice, Lord Greem, the portal is ready. You can leave now!"
Upon hearing this rare good news, the first person to cheer was the Level 3 Thunder Dragon Arms.
"Great, great... Let's go, let's go... We don't want to stay here any longer... This place is simply too scary!" As a level 3 brontosaurus, Arms is obviously able to sense more things hidden under the layers than Grim.
The world behind the curtain is real.
Not to mention anything else, the surging conflict of plane laws in the central area of Dry Water City has scared the little heart of Thunder Dragon Arms to the point where it is difficult to calm down. Now, so many level 4 orcs have come outside the city.
The violent and chilling aura of the concrete made Arms uneasy and restless.
If it weren't for the witches who had already banned the ability to teleport around Dry Water City, the Thunder Dragon Arms might have been unable to bear the fright in his heart and escaped from Johnson's plane.
In comparison, Greem's understanding of the laws of planes is far less profound than Alice's. Therefore, when Alice's face was pale and she was suffering from the waves of the power of the rules, Greem was like an ant nest.
little ant.
The world in front of him was so bizarre, and what he felt, heard, and saw was so unbelievable. No matter how hard he looked, listened, and felt, it was like being locked in a glass vessel, and it was difficult to see.
See and understand everything you come into contact with!
Rules...the power of rules...
What is their essence? Where does their power come from? How do they methodically trap all things in the world in a net, making them unaware but following it all willingly?
It has to be said that Greem has been running around and snatching away a lot of things over the years, but his understanding and control of the laws of the planes has always been lacking.
All forces driven to the extreme will be transformed into some alienated rules, and rules are the most reliable and powerful weapons for wizards!
With all the crimson wizards and the mighty army of magic weapons, Greem and others followed the third-level resentful banshee directly to a square in the southeast corner of the city.
Here, in the center of the square, a tall light door with a width of ten meters and a height of twenty meters has been unfolded, and strong spatial fluctuations are overflowing from it.
In the other corner of the square, some teams of witches from other factions were also silently waiting for the order to evacuate.
Seriously speaking, the reason why they are here is just to do a "small favor" for the death witches, and there is no need to lose their elites in such a cruel dimensional battlefield.
At this point in the planar war, it has broken away from the scope of secular war and has almost reached the stage of desperate fighting with red bayonets. On such a terrible battlefield, everyone below level 3 is cannon fodder, and even level 3 people dare not say that they can do it.
Guaranteed not to die.
Therefore, as allies, they have done their utmost to be benevolent and righteous!
The real life-and-death scene below requires those death witches to take over!
And it would be better for them to evacuate this terrible battlefield as soon as possible.
Above Dry Water City, the dark red sky looked like the sky was bleeding, and it was so gloomy that it made people feel depressed.
Just outside the city in the south, there was a loud noise like the earth was shattering and accompanied by strong vibrations, causing the entire dry water city to tremble. Thick and violent lightning chains passed through the air, illuminating most of the sky, and fell upside down over dry water city.
The elemental barrier was shaking.
The war witch tower towering in the center of Dry Water City raises a huge magic light pillar, supporting the existence of the elemental barrier. Every now and then, it will also inspire a wave of magic like an abyss and sea to be projected outside the city in the distance.
Obstructed by the towering city walls and layers of elemental barriers, no one could actually peep into how the war was going on outside the city. However, just from the overwhelming rows of killing cries and huge roars in the distance, one could tell that the intensity of the battle had already begun.
It has reached an unparalleled level!
The portal has been opened, and the witches began to arrange their teams, and returned to the wizarding world through the light gate in an orderly manner. Greem's pestle stood beside the light gate, waiting for the magic weapon army to slowly pass through the light gate, looking far away
Examining the battlefield in the distance.
This is not his battlefield, nor is it a war he can intervene in!
Feeling the violent collision of destructive auras, Greem couldn't help but feel a little excited and a little uneasy.
All this time, I have underestimated the three major wizard organizations!
Different from the fierce internal strife in the central part of the continent, the Silver Alliance and the Northland Witch may have average external strength, but their hidden strength underwater is terrifying.
The death witches that I learned about through some intelligence organizations were only 2-3 level 4 witches on the surface. But on today's battlefield, there were as many as 6 auras of level 4 witches.
Once such hidden strength is gathered in the wizarding world, it may be enough to change the power structure in the central part of the continent.
Moreover, the Death Witches can hide high-level combat power in the secondary plane, so the witches of other factions will be as weak as they appear on the surface? I am afraid that except for the Witches of Destiny and the Witches of Winter, who have just been resurrected and have not accumulated enough hard power,
Other witch factions are just pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.
This is the situation for the witches of the North, so what will the Silver Alliance and the Wizards Association look like?
The fact that the three major wizarding organizations have been able to confront and stalemate for thousands of years probably has a lot to do with the hidden strength behind them!
Without being able to swallow the opponent whole, and with a ninth-level great wizard standing behind the opponent's organization, probably no force would dare to take the lead in provoking a war.
Just as Greem was silently daydreaming, a loud sound of earth shattering came from above his head.
Grim raised his head in shock.
Tear!!!
With a sound of tearing cloth that pierced the eardrum, a large hole was torn out in the high sky. A huge orc head with a ferocious face got in and let out a deafening roar at the Dry Water City below.
"Damn little bugs, just wait to die here..."
boom!!!
The heaven and earth shook for a while, and even the entire space became a little unstable.
Two metal magic machines that were about to pass through the portal encountered this space shock. As the light door shook, the space was squeezed and cracked like a broken mirror. The cracked space ripples swept everywhere, and the two magic machines were the first to bear the brunt.
, was silently cut into countless scattered parts, and fell to the ground with a clatter.
Even if they are made of magic iron alloy, which is known as the toughest, they are still as fragile as tofu when encountering space ripples.
Faced with such a terrifying scene, no one from Greem or all the witches glanced at the fragments of magical equipment. They all raised their heads and stared at the terrifying orc who was trying to squeeze into Johnson's plane with horrifying expressions on their faces.
Under its crazy tearing and support, the spatial rift that was originally only a few hundred meters in size has extended to thousands of meters. As he watched, in addition to the head, even the shoulders and arms of an orc with a golden body squeezed in.
"It's... the god of the beast god A*... Gallon!" (To be continued)