Chapter 103: The Battle of the Foundation (5)

Shamans have four types of totems: earth. Fire. Water and air in general. Earth Totem Main Defense. Shamanic totem magic such as the Stone Skin Totem, the Ground Sink Totem, and the Strength Totem is enough to turn a piece of paper into the sharpest war knife. Fire main battle. The main treatment of the water system and a number of other ancillary functions. Qi is a hybrid type of magic. Right now. Four or five orc shamans are sparing no effort to throw a series of buffs at the minotaur warriors who have "piled up" into a mountain of meat in front of them. Under their totemic arcane bonus. Each of these minotaurs is like a moving fortress. All of a sudden. Neither magical nor physical attacks are of any use to them.

But. Don't forget. There is also a warrior spirit next to it. He would never sit idly by with the shamans' buff blessings. He moved slightly in the air. Look for the right angle. Get ready to come to a set and forget.

[The dignity of the wolf king].

[The Glory of Order].

【Killing of the God of War】.

Within seconds. The soul of the army is pressed into the battle readiness. This time. He chose a point about ten meters or so in front of these orc shamans. Then a ferocious counterattack began.

Facing the ravages of divine power. These learned orc shamans were horrified to discover. Their originally strong bodies turned out to be so fragile and vulnerable. Although it has not yet reached the point of Ling Chi. The whole body is also blurred or burned. Suddenly. The smell of smell and the smell of meat wafted again. And the totem poles they were trying to hold on to became unstable.

Of course, the warrior spirit would not let go of such an opportunity. Roar. Unleashed the wrath of the gods of order.

Sword light mixed with thunder fell from the sky. The orc shamans and the minotaurs screamed in terror. Distance. The tiger-headed people who were rushing towards this direction also stopped the car suddenly. Seems to hesitate.

The soul of the warrior does not know. In the Orc Empire. Legend has it that a god with thunder and lightning came down from the sky to lead them to glory. Very much later. When the soul of the warrior hears this miraculous legend. The so-called thunderbolt god that comes to mind is not his half-ass. Rather, it is the master of the top of the gods known as the god of thunder, Zeus.

But. Then. The Warlord Soul has become a loyal ally and partner of the Orc Empire. It doesn't matter if the legend is true or not. Even. Even with the Elven Empire, whose relationship with the orcs is extremely bad. They have all eased up with the Orc Empire because of the relationship between the war army spirits.

"Thunder and lightning. Thunder and lightning."

"Oh my God. How could he master the power of thunder and lightning."

"Could it be. Don't. He's a god."

"No. No. It's not like that."

The warrior soul bin didn't have a chance to listen to what these bull-headed people were shouting. But. Under this loud voice. Think non-stop. It all seems to be very difficult. He didn't know what he meant. Right now. Take advantage of the fact that these guys are nervous and nervous to attack. That's what he wants to do the most.

"Smack......

There was a constant crackling sound. Those unstable totem poles due to the loss of support from orc shamans. One by one, they are shattered. Turned into some energy years and disappeared into thin air. They lose their function. It means that the Minotaurs will no longer be able to resist the raging magic. Although now under the command of Li Runxue. Mages use status magic such as Frozen. At least the BUFF effect is helping them resist. Outcome. This effect disappears as soon as it disappears. There were hundreds of lifelike minotaur sculptures in the field at once. And the remaining minotaurs hesitated. No one rushes into the battle circle with the danger of being turned into an ice sculpture.

"Whoosh.......

It didn't take long for the Minotaur buff to disappear. Countless arrows rained down. Although these guys still have a berserk buff state like [Blood Mania]. But. A good man can't stand a lot of people. A good dog can't stand a pack of wolves. This analogy is not so apt though. But it vividly describes the current situation. I saw blood splattering on the bullheads. You didn't do them any special harm. But one or two are fine. Dozens, hundreds. That's a lot of damage.

"Huh."

Seeing that the Minotaur Gate is almost in a catastrophe. Just now, because the spirit of the army released the wrath of the [God of Order]. And those tiger people who have developed a great fear of lightning may not be able to see their bull-headed brothers being subjected to such a situation. Therefore. One by one, they let out a tiger roar. Fiercely rushed towards this side of the battlefield.

Minotaur weapons are usually long-handled, double-headed battle axes or thick totem poles made of pure metal. And these tiger people. A two-handed broadsword is used. It must be at least two meters long. More than a foot wide. Look at it from afar. It's like these guys are clutching a small door panel.

If the Minotaur is a group of stunned and pure saboteurs who are power-supreme. So. Tigers are simple-minded and well-developed. But there's still a bit of a clever violent element. They know how to judge the situation. Know how to avoid evil. So. Now it looks like they are rushing towards the camp of the war-torn youth. But. If you take a closer look at their pace, you will find out. These guys are moving in small steps. And they didn't really run. Apparently. They seem to be afraid of something. Therefore. I'm ready to turn around and run away at any time.

【Thunder and Lightning Punishment of Order】.

After listening to the shouts of the people just now. The warrior spirits already suspected that they seemed to be terrified of thunder and lightning. Right now. See these covered in yellow hair. A big guy with the word "king" staring at the top of his head. It actually showed a lewd appearance. He was even more anxious about his suspicions. Thereupon. He immediately used another skill he had mastered that had the attribute of Accumulation Points, [Order's Thunderbolt Punishment].

This card. The appearance of the soul of the war army is quite good. A pair of huge gray gold-rimmed wings more than 4 meters long flickered gently. Then he was surrounded by a kind of light. On the long sword he raised. A white lightning bolt shone with a blinding light. Hacked at a shaman whose flesh and blood were already blurred. The shaman didn't say a word. and they were reduced to ashes.

"Moo."

"Roar."

"Woohoo."

The sound of different feet rang out. It's really a bit of a circus flavor. But. Now is not the time for a new circus. These tailed, furry creatures in front of you aren't those tamed beasts. Recognize or discount the killing machine. Until now. The minotaurs were still panting. The blood-colored furious eyes that had been stimulated by [Blood Mania] were still bigger than a light bulb. Look at what they look like. It seems that he has lost his temper by this burst of magic. At this moment. These barbarian guys don't care about any formation or formation. It's like a bunch of mad cows. Fiercely slammed into the line of war youth. This put a lot of pressure on the knights led by Mo Lin and the Evil Dragon. But. OK. As the magic keeps falling. One by one, the mad cows fell. Other than that. If you don't dislike it. Hardcore. So. After the battle. Everyone will share a little bit of beef to eat.

These crazy guys don't notice the majestic warrior spirit. But the tigers who were standing noticed it. They are too sensitive to lightning and thunder. After seeing the spirit of the army release the electric light. The legs of these tiger men trembled. Look at their advance and retreat without embarrassed expressions. The warrior almost burst out laughing.

But. The tallest and most majestic tiger man at the back of the line seemed a little unhappy. While roaring. While punching and kicking the tiger man in front of him who stopped and didn't charge forward. Apparently. This guy isn't terrified of lightning.

But. But the spirit of the warrior could be seen in his eyes. The tall tiger man wasn't as brave as he was. Then pointless.

In order not to affect the battle that has already won on this side. The spirit of the warrior flickered its wings. And he flew towards the tiger man. The distance between them is no more than five hundred meters from Dragon Industries. So it didn't take a few seconds. The spirit of the warrior flew above their heads. But. The Warrior Spirit did not attack immediately. He figured out how these guys compared to the monsters. It's a little different. Maybe. It's because they speak a language they understand.

"You guys. . . Why should it be hindered that we should set up camps"

The soul of the war army is the first to take the lead. Floating in the sky just like that. Ask them why they are attacking the camp.

"Hmph. You humans. It will only destroy the environment. Hunt our beast relatives. It's not within the boundaries of our orc empire though. That's why we won't let you do whatever you want."

Fainting. It turned out that these people turned out to be half-environmentalists. Their arguments are not coarse. But. But the soul of the army can't leave because of a few words from them.

"Hmph. Don't be forceful. This is Borderlands. Anyone can come. Again. We have no effect on your interests. So. You're just a bandit mentality. I advise you to retreat as soon as possible. Otherwise. I promise you won't end well."

"Hmph. Mankind. It's up to you. Tell you. I will not drive you out. We're not great orcs."

The warrior spirit shook his head. The golden retriever tiger in front of him is really not in the oil and salt. There is no way to communicate at all. In fact. His original idea was to live together peacefully. But for now. It seems that there is only one way to continue fighting.

That's when it happened. Suddenly, the warrior soul heard a loud and noisy sound. He looked into the distance. I saw a large number of cavalry riding giant wolves in the woods ahead. The warrior spirit can't see what the other party looks like. But. Look like this. It is estimated that it is the most classic army of the orc race, the wolf cavalry.

The heart of the warrior soul suddenly became anxious. There were thousands of these wolf cavalry. And. on top of their heads. It seems that there are still winged people flying. Of course. This winged man is a real birdman. It is the abbreviation of bird-type orc. The situation he feared most came true.