The one-eyed orc warlord looked at the scorching sunshine shining into the tunnel, and the feeling of hunger made the violent nature in his blood rise again and again. He could not wait to wave the cracked ax in his hand and enjoy the warm blood splashing on his face.
The pleasure fills the ears with the painful screams of the weak, and then feasts on the half-cooked and tender human flesh, and tastes the powerful heart!
But a force rooted deep in his mind suppressed the violent bloodline, like a dam, firmly blocking the surging tide.
Now is not the time - a strange murmur echoed in my mind.
The orc warlord clenched his teeth and breathed heavily. He could not understand the murmur that emerged out of thin air in his mind, nor could he get rid of the suppression of the orc's nature. He did not even know what he had encountered.
Starting a few months ago, the orc army was attacked head-on by Doragon, and the fighting was back and forth at first. Even if the supreme god Gushim was not summoned, the ogres could still rely on the boulders thrown by the eagles.
The magical bows and arrows of the banshee pose a threat to the wizards and flying dragons on the opposite side. The enemies on the ground are as vulnerable as ever before the orc attackers who collectively launch a violent attack.
But as time went on, the weapons, equipment, and logistical supplies in the orc army became increasingly scarce. The warchief killed several priests and orcs responsible for this matter, but the results did not improve. The loot obtained by looting towns and villages became less and less.
, unless you attack those heavily defended cities at all costs.
The one-eyed orc warlord still remembered that a month ago, Doragon led his army to raid one of their camps under the cover of a sandstorm. The powerful land dragon beast charged bravely, dividing and surrounding the orc coalition; the dragon fire warlock relied on his supernatural breathing ability to
The orcs were sprayed with heavy casualties. Some of the orcs who managed to escape had to face the pursuit and interception of dragon-riding mages once they left the cover of the sandstorm.
One of the orc clan chiefs was killed by Doragon himself. It is said that Doragon transformed into a half-man, half-dragon, tore off the two arms of the orc chief alive, and then opened his mouth.
Blazing white flames were spewed inside, and it was charred on the inside and tender on the outside.
There were several clan chiefs in the orc alliance, and their camps were located in various places. After receiving the news of the defeat, they all prepared to retreat. But instead of fleeing eastward, they went underground where they could not see the light of day, and in the Dark Area
Re-establish the camp.
The one-eyed orc warlord couldn't understand how this kind of cowardly behavior was recognized by the chiefs. But when he came underground, he gradually accepted this approach, but he still felt that it conflicted with his own instincts.
"Lord Overseer! Lord Overseer!"
The hoarse cry of the goblin scout interrupted the one-eyed orc warlord's thinking. He looked ferociously at the short goblin who rushed into the tunnel. The other party was frightened by the ferocious aura and took half a step back. Then he said flatteringly: "There is really someone!
A group of humans suddenly came to that small town on the ground!"
"Isn't that small town nearby been plundered by other clans a long time ago?" The one-eyed orc warlord opened his mouth and spat out a foul smell, but it was nothing to the goblins with the same stinky smell, so he heard the goblin scout chirp and explain:
"Those humans are new here! They don't look like locals in Nahasa. They bring their own dry food and are rebuilding the town's buildings!"
The one-eyed orc warlord's mouth twitched: "How many people are there? Do they have weapons and armor?"
"There are thirty or forty people, and the weapons they carry are all ordinary. They are not a regular army." The goblin scout eagerly flattered him: "But they are all thin and weak humans. How can they compare with the majesty and might of the Lord Warlord? As long as the Lord Warlord is
With one strike, you can easily break their necks! You have made unparalleled achievements and have been promoted and reused by the great chief!"
The one-eyed orc warlord struggled to swallow the scarce saliva. He didn't care much about clan meritorious service or promotion. Now he just wanted to satisfy his hunger with human heart and liver as soon as possible. He couldn't stand the mushroom powder he bought from the underdark area. Every time
They all had a mouthful of earthy taste, no feeling of fullness at all, and they were just barely surviving.
Listening to the goblin scout chirping and croaking to please him, the one-eyed orc warlord felt that the dam that contained the explosion of his nature was loosened, and his blood rage surged up. He instinctively raised his hand to grab the goblin scout, tore off its head without hesitation, and poured blood over his head and face.
, turned around and roared: "Boys, follow me!"
With an order, the violent instinct of the orcs was immediately contagious, and hundreds of pairs of eyes filled with blood, accompanied by deep roars, rushed out of the dark tunnel.
There were more than a hundred orc raiders, most of them carrying crudely made axes, big sticks and wooden shields. A few, like the one-eyed orc warlord, carried weapons with almost exhausted enchantment.
The orcs do not have any unique martial arts heritage. They struggle to survive in the harsh wilderness and compete in the competition between clans and tribes. As long as they can survive, they all have good combat skills.
The quality of the individual soldiers of the orcs is higher than that of ordinary human soldiers, and they can basically unite all people, regardless of gender, age or child. When an orc falls into a rage, it is usually difficult for three or five soldiers to cope with it.
It's just that the orcs don't have many clever military strategies. When fighting the enemy, they rely more on being ruthless and crazy, fighting hard and charging hard. They don't understand any formation movements, forward flanks, etc. Even if there are very few who understand,
At this point, the orc commander cannot command the stupid and impulsive orc group.
Far away from the tunnel exit, in a small oasis between two huge rock mountains, there is a dilapidated town. The traces of the last orc robbery can be seen from the surface of the dilapidated buildings.
At this time, there were dozens of humans in the town, working on repairing the collapsed houses. They were so busy that they were completely unaware of the approaching danger.
The one-eyed orc warlord was very excited. He could sense that these humans were very weak. Even if some of them had weapons hanging on their waists, they were at most the level of caravan guards. They were probably idiots who thought their orc army had retreated and came back to rebuild their homes!
"Kill them all!!!"
The one-eyed orc warlord couldn't help but quietly sneaked closer, and when he arrived outside the small wall of the town, he roared angrily. Hundreds of orc attackers were like terrifying killing machines, carrying the vast sand and dust as they climbed over the low wall and charged in.
Unexpectedly, the dozens of humans who were building houses just a moment ago turned their heads without any panic. Their eyes and brows simultaneously lit up with a faint silver light, forming a large silver glow.
"Form up!"
I don’t know who shouted, but these dozens of humans stood still in one breath, forming a strange formation. Each of them pulled out their weapons. The invisible power gathered and resonated, and the silver light flowing around them became more and more dazzling.
, like a huge silver snake swimming and circling.
"Do it!"
The orcs were in front of them, and these dozens of humans refused to retreat. The first few were armed with light hammers and small bucklers, but their stature suddenly increased. They also wore a translucent full-body armor, like giants.
These giant humans raised their feet and stomped, and a shock wave shook the ground and swept out. Some of the orcs at the front lost their balance and fell, and then their heads were smashed by heavy hammers. The crackling sound was like a watermelon exploding.
"Fire the arrow!"
There were archers at the rear of the formation. They looked up to the sky and opened their bows. The few arrows they left were turned into dozens or hundreds of silver arrows in the silver light. They were thrown to the top of the orcs' heads, like deadly raindrops falling one after another. They penetrated the skull and nailed the prongs. In the blink of an eye,
More than a dozen lives were harvested.
The one-eyed orc warlord reacted quickly and barely dodged a few arrows, only grazing his shoulder and cheek. He immediately understood that this group of humans was anything but simple and that he might have run into a powerful enemy.
But at this moment, the whisper in my mind came out again - retreat, immediately.
"No! Never!"
The one-eyed orc warlord couldn't bear it anymore. The orcs could only die in fierce battles and never retreat to survive! He roared, blood gushed out from the corners of his eyes, holding weapons in each hand, stepping on the corpses and flesh of his comrades who died in the battle, leaped up, and went all out.
Get into the center of the enemy formation!
The one-eyed orc warlord saw a human looking up at him in mid-air. He held a black dagger in his hand and raised it high. A slender, thin silver light shot out from the blade of the sword and penetrated directly through the one-eyed orc warlord.
chest.
"Death!" The one-eyed orc warlord endured the pain in his chest and hit hard with his ax and hammer with both hands!
But he saw the figure of the human with the sword dissipated into specks of light and dust. The one-eyed orc warlord looked around. He seemed to be enveloped by a silver curtain, and no other humans could be seen to the left or right.
"Get out of here!" The one-eyed orc warlord was furious. He swung his weapons around, but couldn't hit anyone.
However, sharp attacks flew past the silver curtain from time to time, easily penetrating the tendons of the hands and feet of the one-eyed orc warlord. Three or five attacks made this powerful orc fall to the ground.
"Are these orcs' brains flat? They know they've run into a trap, but they still fight like this."
At this time, the one-eyed orc warlord heard a human talking next to him. He had lost control of his limbs, but the rage in his blood had not diminished, and he still tried to resist.
"Forget it, it's rare to use the 'resonance array' taught by the great master in actual combat. I'll give you a pleasure."
As soon as he finished speaking, the one-eyed orc warlord felt several sharp rays pierce through his throat, heart, and spine, and his consciousness quickly dissipated in his body.
Stupid - the whisper in his mind commented to the one-eyed orc warlord.
Silver arrows were flying down one after another, heavy hammer shield strikes with flames and lightning, and the thin and sharp force field slashes... Less than three minutes after the two sides came into contact, hundreds of violent and brutal orc attackers were all
Buried in this oasis town, watering the barren land with flesh and blood.
"Not bad."
Crisp applause came from above, and the incarnation of Xuan Weizi was slowly falling from one side of the rock mountain. Behind him were Maian and several Pentagram Tower mages: "It seems that we still need to experience actual combat, otherwise it will just be
Air-to-air exercises there cannot expose the real problems and make them difficult to correct."
The group of people who had just wiped out the orcs were the psychic warriors of the Golden Flower Society. The leader was Enfas, the psychic who followed Esmeadow. He was holding a short sword made of deep crystal material in his hand.
He killed the one-eyed orc warlord.
This group of spiritual warriors have just formed a "resonance array" to fight against the orcs. It is actually the Qimen formation created by Xuan Weizi. Generally speaking, formations that rely on the energy of mountains and rivers are often fixed in one place and cannot move, while stars
The Gangfa Altar is the most profound and complex form of this formation.
If it is a formation formed by a group of monks, it is to allow the monks to gather their strength so that they can join forces to defeat the enemy, rather than swarming them without any rules. However, monks pursue tranquility and inaction, and do not practice for the purpose of killing and fighting.
.What’s more, such strange formations often require many people to work together and practice cooperatively. When forming a formation to cast spells, it is more convenient for monks from the same sect to have the same spiritual thoughts and connected mana.
In his previous life, Xuan Weizi didn't study the battle method deeply, but now he has many disciples under his command. After deduction, he also referred to the two spiritual powers of "Super Resonance" and "Resonance Stance", and finally allowed this group of psychic warriors to learn the "Resonance Array"
”.
The "resonance array" allows the psychic warriors to cooperate with each other without any problems, so that the spiritual energy of each member in the array is greatly increased without the need for too complicated language commands. Psychic warriors who are familiar with this "resonance array" may even
You can feel the dangers faced by your comrades as if you were in their shoes, and the best way to respond and cooperate will be automatically generated subconsciously.
In fact, similar tactics and coordination skills have been summarized by the Immortal Golden Flower Society in the past ten years or so. However, they do not have the vision and foundation of Xuan Weizi. In the end, he personally perfected it into the "Resonance Array".
Although Xuan Weizi wants to call this the "Tiangang Creation Formation", it is best to have thirty-six monks who have mastered the golden elixir, each holding swords, mirrors, bells, seals and other magic weapons.
Cutting power...
But this is just something to think about. Today in the Golden Flower Society, there are not that many people who can inherit the alchemy path, that is, they can only rely on the guidance of Taoism to practice spiritual powers.
"Grand Master, the 'Sword Qi' you taught before is indeed astonishingly powerful." Enfas held a dagger made of deep crystal material and said to Xuan Weizi: "It's just that I don't quite understand what the name means."
"Well, this sword energy..." Xuan Weizi took the deep crystal dagger handed over by the other party. Enfas's method of killing the orcs was the mutant spiritual power he taught on a whim: "Actually, it is essentially force.
The field energy refers to the effect of the 'Mage's Sword', but instead of maintaining a sword-shaped force field for a long time, it emits a nearly flat force field blade. In fact, this is only a preliminary application, and the next step should be the 'Sword Control'.
"
As he spoke, Xuan Weizi raised his hand and threw out the deep crystal dagger. Under the control of psychic powers, the surface of the dagger was covered with a thin and sharp force field, and it penetrated among the orc corpses at extremely fast speeds, cutting the orc corpses into pieces.
It turned into a pile of broken pieces, leaving long slender ravines on the ground. Wherever the flying sword passed, there was a silvery afterimage, which was difficult to catch with the naked eye and impossible to guard against.
"The so-called 'sword control' allows the force field blade to be maintained on the deep crystal weapon, and relies on psychic control to allow the weapon to attack the enemy from a long distance." Xuan Weizi said to Enfas: "If you can focus on using yourself for a long time,
Use spiritual energy to transform the deep crystal dagger, giving it a constant activation effect, making it an extension of your body and mind, and you can advance to the level of a 'flying sword'.
At that time, there is no need to worry about controlling the flight. Wherever the mind extends, the weapon will fly. Let the activated dagger attack the enemy. The speed and power can be compared with the ballista, and it can also add various elemental energies, even