Arcane Lord

In front of Baishi intersection.

The sacred brilliance continues to shine. When this radiance is condensed on the shield, it enhances defense. When condensed on weapons, it enhances lethality. When condensed on the human body, it strengthens the physique.

In the formation, Buck, who came from Morien in the north, pursed his lips and stared calmly at the orcs ahead who kept roaring, roaring, and swinging their clubs angrily. Following the guidance of the holy light around him, he clenched his spear and thrust out with all his strength.

My heart roared: "Kill!"

The spear full of anger and murderous intent suddenly stabbed the orc in the abdomen. Even though the orc's abdomen was protected by simple leather armor, the spear tip condensed with divine brilliance did not feel the slightest obstruction, like a hot knife cutting butter. So easy.

The orc's free hand was about to grab the spear, and the next moment his companions and comrades also stabbed the spear out, either to the neck, to the arm, or to the head or lower limbs. The orc could not dodge. Urgently, he was stabbed one after another.

Buck also withdrew his spear and followed the guidance of the holy light. When the orc wanted to reach for his companion's spear, he stabbed it out angrily again.

Puff, puff, puff, in just a few moments, the orc fell unwillingly.

Buck was not moved at all by this. The fighting will that kept emerging from his heart drove him to turn his attention to the other orc. Outside of the battle, he felt that he had separated another will and watched everything calmly.

Fighting and killing seemed to have nothing to do with his calm will. At first, Buck was a little uncomfortable with such a calm and fierce battle, but soon he became familiar with it, and through this will he could better see the overall situation.

He even sensed another will from the holy light flashing around him and communicated with it.

That will is strong and firm, like a rock, never wavering.

During the rhythm of the battle, Buck glanced at the paladin Ian in front of him. The strong will he sensed was exactly what Ian had.

At this time, Ian was working with the shield-wielding warriors beside him, holding up his shield to face the ferocious orcs who were rushing towards him from time to time, blocking all their attacks. The difference is that ordinary warriors hold shields with both hands, but he holds shields with one hand. The other hand occasionally uses a long sword to send out a sharp blade of holy light to kill the orcs who are occasionally unblocked and about to attack other warriors. .

"boom--"

Ian once again blocked the club blow of the orc in front of him. The powerful force shook the sacred light condensed on the shield. However, this light was not owned by Ian alone, but by thirteen members of the Brotherhood of Holy Light. It is formed by the guidance and inspiration of the paladin and the belief in victory that connects all warriors.

The stronger the faith, the stronger the Holy Light.

The shock he received here spread quickly without causing many ripples.

This kind of situation also happens to ordinary shield-wielding warriors.

With integrated protection and sharp attacks, the orcs swarming from the battlefield in Jilan Town were like small splashes of water that kept hitting the rocks, constantly disappearing in the impact.

The tide of orcs is not endless. Exhaustion of fighting and fear of being killed will make the tide of orcs retreat. If nothing goes wrong, the new tide of orcs coming out of the southern forest will dissipate within a few days.

After that it was just sporadic cleanup.

And Erwin and others were able to survive in the end.

But this time the accident, or the conspiracy, had already been arranged!

…

Keelan Town.

It was almost dusk, and although the orcs' attack was a little weak, it never stopped. Priest Valisi and others had summoned dead bodies on the wall several times and then sent them to the world of the dead, but there was no need to do this next.

After summoning the dead corpses for the last time, Wallisi and others drove the corpses to surround the orcs. The newly dead corpses were still very fresh. Although they were not as flexible as when they were alive, they were not much worse. The most important thing was the basic attacks. The instinct remains.

This is different from the previous times. In the past, Wallisi and others quickly sent the corpses to the world of the dead after awakening them. The shock to these southern orcs was very limited, and when the orcs died in batches, those who came after them would not be able to do anything. I know that horrific scene.

Orcs are not without intelligence, but compared to humans, they are irritable, warlike, and like to kill and destroy. When the first orc was killed by their resurrected kind, the attack finally slowed down, and the crazy orcs Finally, the target was set on their weird cousins.

But soon, the second orc who died of the same kind appeared, and the still alive orc began to hesitate.

"Roar--"

An orc who looked like a leader roared and ordered the other orcs to attack quickly, but before he could give the second order, he was shot by a stream of gray air and died instantly. The other orcs became more hesitant after seeing it.

After the first orc began to flee, Valisi knew it was done.

These southern orcs have never seen undead creatures. Before they can fully react, they can go wherever they need with a little guidance and driving. Valisi has no doubt about this, because it was the same when the orc wave first rose. so.

The initial wave of orcs led to the formation of the Severnton Alliance and later the emergence of Netheril, but now, this wave of orcs may change something.

Looking at the faint golden light that seemed to be visible in the northeast, a hint of evil flashed in Wallisi's eyes.

…

A moment later, at the Baishi intersection.

After killing the last orc, the divine light that emerged from Erwin's body had dimmed a lot. The connection with the other paladins of the Brotherhood of Light seemed to be vague, and the other ordinary warriors were even more unbearable. .

Many people have already sat on the ground gasping for breath, and more seriously, they have even lost their lives. This is extremely avoidable, and everyone has already realized something. Fortunately, it was already dusk, and the orcs rarely attacked at night. As long as they persisted for a while, they could return to Kilan Town to rest.

"Look! What is that?!" A soldier who could no longer get up struggled to raise his hand and pointed to the southwest, his eyes full of disbelief.

That was an orc, and it was an orc who bypassed Kilan Town and ran directly towards them!

Others heard the exclamation and looked in the direction he pointed with a trembling finger. They were really orcs!

Except for the dead, who can really ignore those ferocious orcs?

Erwin also realized that something was wrong. When there were villages and towns blocking the road, how could the orcs deliberately avoid them? There must have been an accident in Kilan Town, or was this the trap he had been worried about?

At this moment, Gal also came to Erwin with a solemn expression. This was a serious state that he rarely had. "Erwin, those fallen ones finally couldn't bear it anymore! What should we do now?"

Although the orcs have a tendency to come here, they still haven't arrived yet. If they want to leave, they can definitely leave, but——

Erwin looked back at the ordinary soldiers who were almost all sitting on the ground unable to get up, as well as the countless farmlands further north. Once they left, the worst case scenario would occur. Not only would the people behind them not be able to survive, but the farmland would be destroyed. It will also lead to countless people going hungry in winter.

As for the bad reputation that the Holy Light Brotherhood will bear for this, it is secondary.