beast god

The bravery and wildness of the orcs, after experiencing the stimulation of the blood of their human allies, has reached an unprecedented level.

The human allies made huge sacrifices to bring them inside the undead army, and all the human allies have been lost. Now, it is their turn to take the field.

The orcs, as a whole, as a race that created history and changed the world, once again went to war collectively.

Following closely behind their human allies, the orcs, no matter which race they came from, were not tired at all. Instead, they maximized their racial talents in an instant. There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and there were people who fell down from time to time around them.

The comrades-in-arms and the constant roar of magic exploding left and right caused all the orc warriors to return to their most primitive wild state.

Completely different from human lances or swords and shields, the orc warriors all have heavy weapons such as heavy hammers, giant axes, flails, and maces. Even the lizards of the Lid tribe and the warriors of the Gote tribe

These slightly weaker clans also raised single-edged axes and crane-billed spears...

The strongest cattle warriors and bear tribesmen rushed forward. They were strong and powerful. With deafening roars, they rounded the weapons in their hands and vented their roars on the enemy.

A small number of shamans and priests took the opportunity to activate magic, and a bloody blush once again appeared on the bodies of these orc warriors shining with holy white light, which was the most primitive and ancient battle blessing of the orcs.

Every orc warrior entered an inexplicable state of madness, waving their weapons without hesitation and chopping up every undead they saw.

Even the hard bones that have become fossils, and even the skeletons of those extremely tall ancient monsters, were exhausted from the crazy hacking of the orc warriors, and were soon chopped into pieces on the ground. As for those close by the orc warriors,

Corpse witches are as fragile as rotten wood that has been rotting for thousands of years. They fall apart and disappear in a matter of seconds.

"boom!"

"Boom" "Boom"

As a huge magic fireball exploded around them, the most thousand-faced orc warrior had been blown away. Several rhinoceros warriors a little later were also affected, and they were already covered in bruises and blood. The extremely powerful rhinoceros warriors

He roared wildly, scattering spots of bright red along the way, gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

What can really cause huge damage to the orc warriors are these corpse monsters that can easily emit deadly magic. They were all high-level magicians or warlocks during their lifetimes, and many of them were magisters and great warlocks from that glorious era of magic. Even those who have already

They have been dead for thousands of years, without consciousness and thoughts, and even their souls have become dissociated. However, their love and skillful use of magic during their lifetimes have not diminished at all, and they have become very capable magical servants of the King of the Undead.

The absolute number of corpse monsters is very large, and they seem to be diluted among the tens of thousands of undead, but the damage they cause far kills countless orc warriors. These corpse monsters hiding behind the huge monster bones continue to

Magic is released from the cracks and crevices, the acid rain technique with strong corrosive effects, the terrible and terrifying implosion technique, the extremely bloody and tragic blood siphoning, and all kinds of elemental magic, from all kinds of weird angles and unimaginable

direction to shoot at the orc warrior.

From time to time, bursts of explosions, flames, lightning or ice were emitted from the bodies of the warriors. Most of them were undead dark magic, and a canopy of deadly flowers splashed on the bodies of the warriors. But the warriors did not retreat at all.

Still roaring and moving forward bravely. With the auxiliary magic of the human magic academy and the life blessing of the elven allies, he withstood all these injuries, and then brandished a huge and heavy weapon, and his body was still shining with the light of magic.

Gui, knock down and smash all the huge monsters in front of you and the zombies hiding behind.

Amidst roars full of violence and barbarity, the orc warriors continued their desperate attacks, creating surging and brilliant waves one after another in the increasingly frenzied sea of ​​the undead, leading the entire coalition team to continue to rush forward.

Countless living lives withered in the battle, and countless brave warriors shed their last drop of hot blood and collapsed. As the wildest race in the world, after the orc warriors paid a huge price, the entire

The coalition troops advanced another three to five miles.

The aura of death that permeates the surroundings is already too strong to be resolved. Even the scorching sun in the sky cannot shine into the black aura emitted by the King of the Undead. This place is already deep in the Sea of ​​the Undead.

The purest and darkest aura that day was getting closer and closer, and the aura of the King of the Undead became stronger. Affected by this aura, the surrounding undead became more powerful.

Completely different from the mechanically slow skeletons and puppet-like zombies in the periphery, the undead in this area not only have stronger defense capabilities, but also have greater damage. The most frightening thing is that all the undead in this nearby area have become more

It is more flexible and alert, and obviously possesses independent fighting thinking and high IQ. All the undead are gathering here, and a large part of them are high-level undead and magic undead with both offense and defense.

Fireballs whizzed past overhead, and there were explosions in the air filled with magic. Continuous fireballs, cluster lightning, ice spears, and other most damaging magic appeared alternately.

Around the orc warriors, there were bursts of magic everywhere, the fluctuations in the air had reached a crazy level, and countless magic poured down from the heads of the orc warriors.

Every orc warrior was covered in blood, roaring and roaring, and struggling to swing out the weapons in their hands.

The battle gradually entered a fierce situation, and every step forward had to be paid in blood. The ground within the scope of vision was full of flowing blood and fragments of the undead, as if walking in the ultimate purgatory.

When Douglas noticed that the team's marching speed had slowed down again, he raised his head slightly, estimated the distance of the darkest breath of death in the low sky, and ordered without looking back: "Magic troops, open the way!"

As soon as Douglas finished speaking, more than twenty senior magicians began chanting in unison.

Although the brutal fighting was happening right next to them, and even though the boundless sea of ​​the dead was in front of them, all these battles and the continuous screams could not disturb these profound magicians.

Most of these elites from the Magic Tower of the Galen Empire are actually scholars who focus on studying magic.