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The war is still going on!

Unlike the small regional fights of three or five hundred people, the war scenes of tens of thousands and even hundreds of thousands of people are particularly cruel and bloody.

If your individual strength is strong, as long as you have not reached the level of indestructibility, you must be cautious and low-key on such a fiercely chaotic battlefield, not too swaying.

otherwise……

Glim has seen it with his own eyes. A wandering body wrapped in a cold and sturdy air, riding a dead knight on a tall sacral war horse, with a powerful 3rd-order strength on the battlefield invincible, crushing the audience,

Countless orcs of the skull were shuddered before its mighty and mighty sacred war, and countless orc strongs were cut into two under its two-meter snow. Wherever it goes, the fear aura is in the shadows, allowing all orcs to hide.

For a time, its fierce flames were so powerful that no one dared to slap its edge.

But very quickly, it was stared at by several equally powerful opponents in the Orc Legion.

Oh...

In the wind and whistling, several boulder-sized boulders slammed into it with a squeaky sound.

The 3rd-order Necromancer's swordsman slashed three of them, but the last one squatted on the body, flew out in a burst of armor distortion and body bones, and fell in the crowd. Among the corpses.

As for the sacral war horses underneath it, it was smashed into pieces and scattered all over the place.

The Necromancer struggled to climb from the ground. Although the whole body bones had broken and broken, the soul fire hidden deep inside the skull was still intact. Just as it tried to absorb the stagnation of the surrounding area and tried to repair its broken body, the earth suddenly began to tremble violently.

The 3rd-order Necromancer lifted his head in a difficult way, and the scarlet soul fire in the depths of the black hole suddenly shrank into a pair of cross-shaped sharp red awns, staring at the horror and slamming the ground. The mammoth war elephant that rushed to it.

The other person's body is as big as a hill, and the other's long nose is as flexible as a giant python. The other ivory is as sharp as a siege cone... and even more terrifying is that the other side is as thick as a stone pillar, as big as a carriage. The soles of the feet are heading towards themselves in an unstoppable way...

The mammoth warrior rushed past the Necromancer, crushing the entire body together with the head wrapped in the soul fire into a bone.

In the void, the sorrowful mourning of the soul of the 3rd-order Necromancer’s soul disappeared...

The orc shaman on the ridge of the battle elephant waved the thick croissant wand, and screamed and screamed at the strange language that no one could understand. From time to time, a dazzling red stunned shot from the palm of his hand. The mammoth battle is like a body.

More than a dozen orc throwing spears gathered around the side of the orc shaman, while screaming loudly, while struggling to put the spear in the hand into the crowded black pressure of the corpse. The blood-red battle of the eyes stimulated by the 'Furious Law' is to raise the long nose and make a long sound of the whole audience, and rushing to the portal.

In the face of the mammoth warfare of up to eight meters in size, most of the dead spirits became dwarves surrounded by giants. With their size and strength, they are simply unable to stop the mad rush of the mammoth war elephant.

However, this arrogant mammoth war elephant only survived 43 seconds more than the 3rd-order Necromancer.

Under the command of the lich under the corpse of the corpse, the high-ranking dead spirits volleyed a spell and used a dense gunfire to screen the mammoth warrior with more than a dozen orcs on its back.

With a sigh of grief, the huge mammoth warfare smashed into the ground and fell down!

The scene was splashed with huge gray smoke.

The blood is splashing, the broken limbs are broken with the chopped heads in the air...

In the forefront of the battlefield, countless orcs are fighting and fighting the tide-like dead spirits.

They are forgotten to die, and they are unwilling to take care of themselves.

But their lives are extremely humble and cheap at this moment!

Countless orc warriors smashed blood, smashed or smashed countless ugly zombies with a giant axe or warhammer in their hands. However, the splattered purple-black viscous rotted blood contained terrible virulence bacteria. A fluffy yellow-green smoke group exploded in the battlefield, and the orc warriors involved in it maddened.

Large areas of ulcerated abscesses make them move with blood and swells, and the swelled muscles are rapidly eroding, and their mighty bodies begin to collapse quickly and decay.

Rotten blood zombies, poisonous zombies, plague zombies...

Each form is dry and dry, like a dead body that will walk, and the next death of the orc army slaughter into a smoke group, quickly dumping most of the battlefield under a terrible poison cloud.

Under the control of high-level necromancers, these poisonous clouds even began to gather into a plague frenzy, rushing toward the most dense places of the orc army.

Orc warriors may not be afraid of tyrannical enemies, but they never dare to face such deadly poisonous bacteria that kill and kill. Their original thick and thick team began to loosen and collapse.

Puff puff……

A series of big fireballs fired from the rear of the Orc Corps and blew a gust of fire in the plague frenzy.

Numerous noisy and delicate poisonous cockroaches gathered into a huge sound, swirling above the battlefield.

For a time, the poisonous bacteria were burned to death by high temperature flames!

Although such a move cannot stop the advancement of the plague frenzy, it also greatly reduces the damage that the other party can cause. This also allowed the conservative orc of the orc army to breathe a sigh of relief, without immediate collapse.

It is the orc shaman who follows the army!

The witches behind the corpse waved coldly to the group of orcs wrapped in animal skins, with feathers on their heads, and their faces and bodies painted with whistling magic lines.

Compared to ordinary orcs, these orc shamans are somewhat thinner.

But looking at the thick croissant in their hands, picking up and smashing the enemy's head is not a problem.

In terms of strength alone, even the worst soldier in the Orc Legion has a body that is not inferior to the senior refining apprentice. Even the majority of qualified orc warriors in the Legion have reached the level of refinement.

According to the normal strength comparison, the official wizard of a wizarding world can easily slaughter about ten orc warriors. If the number of orcs is more, the 1st-level wizard will not be able to take some damage.

If the two sides are not limited to the means of death, a 1st-level wizard may be able to fight 20-30 orc warriors, but they will also die under the simple and rough stone hammer or tomahawk.

No way, the wizard's body is still too weak!

As long as the layers of shield and witchcraft protection are broken, the wizard's body is not necessarily stronger than ordinary humans. A knife is cut on the neck, or a big hole is made in the stomach, that is, those noble wizards must also scream.

And these orc shamans are equivalent to a weak version of the official wizard.

The magical power they possess is too rudimentary. Except for sporadic violent, bloodthirsty, and big fireballs, there are almost no powerful spells. The only strange thing about them is that they can use the power of the four elements at the same time, and their ability to release gaining spells, healing or damage is actually done with a strange totem pole.

They inserted a wooden totem pole with a height of more than one meter and a thick goose egg into the land in front of them, and they can quickly summon the corresponding magic elements in their hands. The spells they release are not huge, but they are unprecedentedly quick.

Glim squinted his eyes and watched silently behind.

Through the chip perception, he can vaguely feel that the orc shaman painted the singular magic lines of the whole body and the weird patterns carved on the totem poles seem to be in harmony with each other in the frequency of the elemental oscillations.

The turbulence and change frequency of the magical halos of both sides are almost identical!

what is this? Magic resonance or elemental harmonics? What means did they make a cold and dead thing like the living body, able to perceive and absorb the free magic elements in space?

Miniaturized and weakened version of the elemental altar?

A series of questions rose from Grimm's mind.

It is no wonder that all the wizards like to conquer the outside world. Sure enough, any ectopic face has a lot of mysterious knowledge and mystery waiting for them to explore and study!

At this moment, he really can't wait to capture an orc shaman right away, cut his head and study it carefully.

However, a glimpse of the orc's body, the body of the orc, surrounded by the body of a strong, fast-moving orc sword saint, Glim can only silently push this thought back to the bottom of my heart.

If the broken skull is a normal-level orc warrior, then these orc sword saints belong to the orc elite warrior at the level of the sorcerer.

They are not tall and their bodies are not as sturdy as ordinary orc warriors, but they are very agile and quick. The weapons they use are not heavy and heavy warhammers or giant axes, but a flat and narrow fierce sword or a terrible sword.

This also means that their attacks are mainly swift and sensitive, taking into account the explosive power of the meat!

If you rushed over like this and were surrounded by a group of orc swords with large blades, I am afraid that the end is not much better than stirring in a roller knife.

The Orc Juggernaut has the ultimate physical explosive power and attack speed, plus the four elements of the Orc Shaman's call, although there is no high-order existence in their ranks, but the 2nd-order peak of Grimm The mighty fire witch still dare not try it easily.

In such a battle where the beasts are rampant and the strong are gathered, careful and low-key is the only way to save lives!

Not all of the orcs are the muscles that only exert brute force. Under Grim's peek, the group of orcs who are located behind the orc army is probably the real powerhouse in the other team.

Glim is just strange, why they have been for so long, or did not initiate a raid on the portal. Can they not see that the Orc Legion has been faltering under the impact of the Witch Force?