"Woo... woo... woo..."

As the deep but penetrating voice sounded, the elite orc warriors who could not bear the bloodthirsty (desire) for a long time did not hesitate to drank the "magical change potion" provided by Ghost City, one by one. As if being inflated, his height and weight instantly increased by about one-half, and he was holding a heavy axe in his hand, and it became just right in a blink of an eye.

"Wow! Kill the cowards who will only hide behind the wall!"

"Kill! Kill those betrayers!"

"Blood! I want to drink the enemy's blood!"

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All of a sudden, these elite fighters who felt the substantial increase in their strength roared up to the sky, their eyes were rapidly congested in just a few minutes, and they entered a violent state.

In the wilds, berserkers and barbarians are the two most common professions, especially the former accounted for a high proportion of orcs. Sometimes they can’t control their violent abilities well, and they are over-excited or emotional. At times, the body will secrete too much adrenaline involuntarily. This scene is obviously similar.

One-eyed Lund knew that these guys must not be stopped at this time, otherwise they would kill each other immediately, so he waved his hand without hesitation, and the four-sided drum placed on the back of the swamp hydra was immediately sounded. The sound of drums that shook the sky with the horn spread throughout the battlefield.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."

*The upper body of the orc Hercules has blue tendons on his arms, holding a thick thigh bone, and violently hitting an animal skin drum with a diameter of more than two meters, even in the battlefield where the sound of killing is loud, this kind of oldest percussion instrument emits The voice still makes blood spurt.

The elite soldiers who finally got the attack signal whizzed out and rushed up the city wall from all directions, tearing several lines of defense in just a few minutes. They are almost unstoppable like a flood. The two-meter-high three-layer tower shield is as fragile as a papyrus under the force of a giant axe, and it is often cut into two pieces together with a person and a shield.

How can such a violent attack on human mercenaries be resisted. Not to mention them, Fugna, who was also an orc, was taken aback. He hurriedly roared at the arrow tower: "Explosive arrows! Give me explosive arrows right away! Now is not the time to save! Once the city wall falls, we will be dead!"

Although it has only been a few days before he has been integrated into civilized society, he has a general understanding of most consumable magic items. According to the price given by the wizard tower, an explosive arrow is 600 gold coins, and a bottle of "great change potion" is two Hundred and fifty gold coins, since the enemy uses such expensive things on a large scale, it means that the craziest attack has begun, and there is no need to continue to hide it. Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't hold it for half an hour.

You must know that with the help of spells, even Vaughan, a legendary warrior, can’t drive so many big guys over three meters tall, and it’s a bit difficult to deal with more than seven at the same time. After all, the axe of the car can be used. It’s not a vegetarian. Every time you wave it, you can open up a large area in front of you. Anyone who hides a little slower will be cut off. Coupled with the spirit of being brave and not afraid of death, you will kill as soon as you hit the city wall. The defenders retreat steadily, without any strength to fight back.

"Marksman! Get on the explosive arrow!"

"The explosive arrow is ready!"

"Aim! Free to shoot!"

The elite archers who received the order pulled out the only magic arrow engraved with mysterious patterns on their bodies. Draw a full bow, aiming at the enemy's densest place and shoot out.

The explosive arrow shining with a strong red aura made a whizzing sound, and slammed into the hapless chest, neck, or eyes. Immediately after the next second, the entire city wall burst into flames and loud noises.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The violent explosion instantly swept about half of the orcs affected by the panacea. The strong shock wave turned the guy at the center of the explosion directly into corpses. The raging flames swallowed the broken limbs, and the pieces of black flesh were scattered. All over the place.

Although gigantism gave them stronger power, it did not give them the vitality that truly compares to giants. In essence, these monsters over three meters in size are still orcs, so they can't resist as hard as giants below level three. The plastic energy system spells. The tragic scene is completely beyond words.

However, Fugner's expression at the moment was not relaxed, because the more than 30 explosive arrows shot in the previous round were all his inventory. It seems that the lethality is good, but the number of deaths is not large. Most of them just received severe burns, and they still maintained a strong fighting capacity, especially when the orcs in a violent state were injured, they would instantly fall into a state of irrational rage, which was more dangerous than they were consciously conscious.

"Damn! Support! I need the support of the Mage Tower now!"

Seeing more and more enemies rushing up the city wall, Fugner's eyes flushed red and shouted at the guards beside him. Except for the mysterious magic, he didn't know what method could be used to drive these big guys down.

At this moment, the effect of the dark elves' raid finally appeared. The fire in important buildings such as the armory, granary, and barracks directly caused the subsequent military supplies, such as grease, rolling logs, and stones, to be unable to reach the front line, plus the return The militiamen are required to fight the fire and maintain order in the city, so that the number of soldiers on the city wall is seriously insufficient, otherwise they will not be beaten without the strength to fight back.

In the mage tower, Sarah Brightman stared at the battle situation that the crystal ball was passing back, frowning and cursing in a low voice: "treacherous bastard! Those guys are clearly planning to drain the energy reserves of this tower, so I won't let them Desirable."

"No, ma'am, I'm afraid you don't have a second choice." Alan said with a wry smile on his slightly immature face, and then pointed at the huge orc warrior. "Look at these guys. In order to achieve their goals, the wizards of the Ghost City took out at least two thousand bottles of great change potions. Even at the cost of one hundred gold coins per bottle, they also invested two hundred thousand gold coins. Several organizations can produce such a large number of magic potions in a short period of time, so we are not wronged."

One of the most important reasons why the prices of magic potions and scrolls have remained high for a long time is the difficulty of manufacturing. Almost every bottle of potion and scroll needs to cast a matching spell or magic, which means that it must Consumes a lot of precious spell slots, even if Henry can now cast only a dozen first-level spells every day. But Ghost City was able to take out two thousand bottles of potion of great change without blinking an eye, which shows its terrifying magical background.

Staring at the defeated defenders, Sarah Brightman took a deep breath to calm herself down. He immediately nodded with a serious expression: "You are right, the other party is clearly prepared. I bet they will destroy the city gate or a certain section of the city wall immediately after the energy of the mage tower is exhausted. Opening a gap, those savage monsters are constantly pouring in energy, maximizing their quantitative advantages."

Allen spread his hands helplessly: "No way, in this war, the enemy has the absolute upper hand from the beginning, regardless of quality or quantity. The only thing we can do is to delay as much as possible, so please don't hesitate anymore. Now, use the last bit of energy in the tower. I think the time for the decisive battle has arrived."

After speaking, he leaned slightly, turned and left the control room with the Terminator.

The boy knows very well that what he will face next is likely to be even more tragic street fighting, when the entire city will be turned into a battlefield, and it is the best place for Psionic Wizard and Mage to play. With the ability to detect the opponent's thinking, coupled with a powerful alchemist, he can quietly kill the entire team of enemies.

Cruel war is always the place where the will is the most tempered. Weak people can become strong here, and kind people can become cold here in just a few days. Alan made several friends, and then watched them die by his side with his own eyes. The deep sense of powerlessness almost made him nervous.

Obviously, although the boy has more than enough ability to cast spells, he is still far from saving others. It is precisely because of this that he is particularly eager to get more and stronger power, even at the risk of his life. Only in the fierce battle. Only the potential of human beings can be exploited to the utmost extent.

Glancing at Alan's small and stubborn back, Sarah Brightman narrowed her eyes. Muttered to himself: "It's worthy of being the son of a mentor, what a terrible talent. After a long time, the caster level is about to reach the seventh level. If you continue to develop at this speed, in one or two years, he will Can surpass me... the future is simply limitless. Maybe I should try to get closer, and I will definitely be able to use it in revenge..."

The eyes of this red-robed female mage from Searle were shining with strange brilliance. While continuing to whisper, she placed her hand on the crystal ball, completely activating all the remaining energy, leaving only a little bit to maintain the teleportation. Gate, once the enemy breaks through the city, then she will choose to retreat without hesitation.

I saw a bright white light suddenly released from the top of the mage tower straight into the sky, and the sky in front of the battlefield was instantly torn apart by some powerful force, and countless fist-sized black spots fell from the sky, densely packed like raindrops.

Due to the high-speed friction with the air, these fist-sized meteorites began to burn violently, forming thousands of degrees of high temperature on the surface, which looked like red fireballs~lightnovelpub.net~ Damn! what is this! Who can tell me what his (mother) is! "One-eyed Longte was stunned, looking at the sight of the doomsday coming, and roaring at the wizard of Ghost City. He couldn't believe everything in front of him, especially when he was about to win.

A scarlet meteorite fell from the sky and hit the periphery of the city wall. The huge roar and impact instantly emptied all the orc warriors. Those who had not had time to climb the ladder were completely crushed into mud, and some even had no time to scream. He died, the uneven pits on the ground seemed to be telling the tragic situation just now. At the moment of the impact, everyone could feel the violent vibration, just like the earth was trembling.

The terrible strategic magic wiped out more than five thousand troops under attack in an instant. Most of them were the most elite fighters in Longte’s own tribe. Therefore, it is inevitable for him to go mad, and no one can bear it. Live, let alone an orc who has always been known for his bad temper.

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