"That's the last strategic magic, the other party should have invested all their energy at once, so they can summon such a powerful meteorite shower. But don't worry, they've used their last hole cards, and it's our turn next. ”

The black-robed mage glanced at the cluster of light at the top of the mage tower, which could go out at any moment, and explained in a deep voice. His face was not very good-looking at the moment, obviously he didn't expect Sarah Brightman to make a desperate bet and come directly to the most ruthless.

There is no doubt that although this approach is equivalent to directly handing over the dominance of the war, it has caused the greatest damage and morale blow, just look at the faces of the tribal chiefs at this moment, you can know that they have been frightened, these guys who can only use brute force are quite in awe of supernatural powers, especially after witnessing the terrifying killing effect of the meteorite rain, their whole body is trembling.

"Don't worry?! That's seven thousand of the most elite orc warriors! He's dead! All dead! ”

One-eyed Ronte grabbed the mage's neck, roaring loudly with a hideous expression, and the whole person exuded a chilling momentum. Anyone who is not a fool can see that he is now in a state of extreme rage, the green tendons on his neck are bulging, and the one eye is blood-red.

Many people who are familiar with his personality know that if the mage says the wrong word next, he will immediately have his neck broken, and then he will be cut into a pulp with a sharp two-handed axe and fed to the wolf.

"Ahem! Ahem...... Put...... Let go...... Listen to me...... Say ......"

Due to the obstruction of breathing and blood flow, the mage from Yin Soul City had his whole face flushed, desperately trying to break the big furry hand open.

But unfortunately, his little strength was useless for the legendary warrior to come, and even due to the lack of oxygen in the brain, he didn't even have time to use the trigger spells and magic items. In just a few seconds, he rolled his eyes, and a large amount of white foam gushed out of the corners of his mouth.

Just as the hapless mage was about to be strangled to death, a bright light suddenly appeared in the air. A handsome man in a velvet robe appeared in place, it was none other than the Netherworld Prince Revaran. I saw a faint smile on his face. With just a finger hook, One-Eyed Ronte instantly felt an invisible force push him hard, and he couldn't help but let go of the mage who had fallen into a coma.

After glancing at the purple handprints on the necks of his hands, Ruivalan playfully touched his chin and pretended to exaggerate his arms and exclaimed, "Wow! What a big anger, may I ask how he you off, dear Lunter. Know that this is not included in our contract. ”

"What's wrong? You'd better ask your men! This idiot has cost me a full seven thousand of my most elite warriors! He must be held accountable for the defeat of this attack! The One-Eyed Ronte roared loudly and unflinching, his anger making him forget for a moment the difference in strength between himself and the Netherworld Prince. He even waved a sharp two-handed axe threateningly.

However, for Revaran, this was nothing at all, he didn't pay attention to the angry old orc, and set his sights on several other mages sent by Netherworld City, obviously wanting to know the truth of the matter.

A mage with a gloomy expression knew that he couldn't dodge, so he sighed slightly, stepped forward and bowed and explained: "Your Highness, it was indeed Harbert's misjudgment just now, which led to heavy losses. You should know, though, with our current strength. It's inevitable to pay a price against a mage tower, so ......"

This guy was very clever in helping his companion shirk most of the blame, and he knew that if he didn't say so. Then the Yin Prince, in order to appease the anger of One-Eyed Ronth, is likely to sacrifice one or two less important pieces. Anyway, these guys from the Wild Lands don't know anything about magic, so they don't worry about being debunked.

Revaran, who has been playing with intrigues for many years, heard the trick at once, but he didn't debunk it, but smiled and spread his hands to the bloodshot old orc: "You see, although my subordinates bear some responsibility, in a magical confrontation, anything can happen. Obviously, the control of the mage tower is not an ordinary person. So let's take it off and then let's get out of the way. Capture this fortified fortress city. Think of the untold amount of wealth inside, which can definitely make up for the loss caused by this offensive defeat. ”

His unhurried posture and calm tone allowed Lunt to slowly regain his senses. The powerful legendary warrior gasped and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart: "Alright! For your sake, I'll spare this damned wizard first. But you have to make sure that in five minutes you will make a hole in the wall, and I will sacrifice to Geush all that is alive in the city. ”

It can be said that the war has reached this point, whether it is the defenders on the city walls or the large number of tribal alliances, it will be the end of the crossbow, no matter who holds on for a little longer, they will be able to achieve the final victory, so this cunning old orc endured this evil breath and planned to wait for the attack on Willwood City before slowly settling the score.

"Aha, I knew that a heroic orc hero like you would understand our plight. Don't worry, in less than five minutes, I promise I'll be able to collapse a section of the wall. With that, Revaran turned his head and glanced at the mages, then stood still and stood on the sidelines.

Without hesitation, the mages who had received the hint from the Netherworld Prince immediately lined up in the direction of the city wall and began to chant incantations in a low voice, and after only a minute, an earthy yellow arcane aura about fifteen meters long formed in front of them, and the color tended to get darker and darker.

One-Eyed Ront knew nothing about magic, but he instinctively sensed the power contained in it, and quietly took a few steps back, staring at the Yin Prince who was always smiling not far away.

He will never forget the power of this powerful electorate when he integrated the High Wasteland tribe, and anyone who resisted the slightest would be swallowed up by endless shadows in an instant, and there was not even a bit of bone and dregs left.

For the orcs, gnolls, and goblins who were still living in the era of Ru Mao's blood drinking, the power of Yin Soul City was too strong, so strong that they didn't even have the courage to resist.

Don't look at the one-eyed Ronte who looks glamorous right now, both an invincible legendary warrior and a backup electorate who has been tested by the orc gods, but Revaran will have no trouble if he wants to take him down. And the orc gods can't retaliate.

As the last floating city of Netheril, the Netherworld City is not afraid of the power of the gods at all, with a mage group composed of more than a dozen legendary mages and thousands of high-level spellcasters. It is enough to inflict a devastating blow on the incarnation of the gods in an instant, plus a variety of well-preserved materials and a level 10 or higher destruction magic. Even the goddess of magic herself, who holds the magic net, does not dare to act rashly.

Of course, these spells can no longer be performed as normally as before, but they can still be displayed in the form of ritual or legendary magic.

It can be said that the cooperation between the two sides has not been equal from the beginning, and the Shadow City has always put itself in a high position, in their eyes, the so-called tribal alliance is just a slightly larger bait, and Revaran even plays the alliance as a pawn.

And the one-eyed Lonte knew this, but he still willingly accepted the other party's use. Because he longed too much for the gods' reward to make himself young again.

But as the war progressed so far, the old orc finally realized the sinister intentions of the Netherworld City in the hope of losing both, so he became more and more vigilant, especially when Revaran appeared, the muscles of his whole body tensed, ready to face a sudden turn of face.

"You're too nervous, my friend. Relax, I don't have any ill will towards you, after all, we're allies now. At least in defeating Henry. Before Angome, this will not change. Revaran laughed and teased, blinking his eyes.

One-eyed Ronte sneered and pouted: "Hmph! Wizards are selfish creatures, so I won't believe your rhetoric. How long will it take for your people? I can't wait to go on the offensive. ”

The Yin Prince paid no attention to the sarcasm in the other party's words. Pointing to the magical light that had turned brown, he said, "Right now, please stand still, because the ground may shake a little next." ”

As soon as the words fell, several mages who were performing the ritual suddenly pushed the light ribbon out, followed by the ground, and then the ground began to tremble violently, and many people fell to the ground due to the loss of their center of gravity, and some unlucky people on the city wall accidentally fell to death.

I saw that the dirt and stones on the ground were lifted by the air waves up to ten meters high. Rushing towards Wywood City at a rapid pace, it was as if it had been ravaged by a giant earthworm wherever it passed.

"Damn! That thing is coming at us! Move! Get out of the way! ”

Fugner, who stood at the head of the city and commanded the army, saw this scene. Ignoring nothing else, he immediately gave the order to retreat. Because judging by the galloping earth dragon. This section of the wall is undoubtedly undefendable, and instead of standing here and waiting for death, it is better to keep the living force and wait for the more brutal street fighting that follows.

Time flies, just when the main force has just retreated into the city, the momentum of the air wave with the power of 10,000 tons, directly hit the city wall, the huge force directly from below the entire section of the city wall lifted into the air, everyone can clearly see, more than ten meters long city wall in the sky tumbling and falling, a bang will be a large number of houses into small flats, the residents inside did not even have time to scream before they died.

Such a terrifying spell made Fugner swallow his saliva and mutter, "Oh! Oh! OMG! What kind of spell is he/shed! It's horrible! ”

"Your Excellency, I think you have time to worry about this, so you might as well think about what to do next. The enemy had obviously premeditated, and the opening more than 10 meters long was not easy to plug. A human mercenary in his thirties reminded in a whisper.

"That's right! You're right. Come! Hurry up and get in line! The hoplites are in front, the spearmen in the back! Shut this up for me right now! The enemy is coming! ”

Fugner, who came to his senses, immediately tore open his already hoarse throat and roared loudly, and after a while, the three hundred soldiers with the most elite skills formed a tight defensive formation, nervously waiting for the enemy's onslaught...... (To be continued)