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At noon, the sun hangs in the center of the sky, and its soft sunlight fills the earth, dispelling the coldness of winter.

The two teams, which were in formation, met on a wide plain. The distance was getting closer step by step, and a chilling atmosphere filled the space between heaven and earth.

Emperor Beimeng, who was in charge of the Chinese army's camp, stood upright under the commander's flag, with no signs of senility at all.

At this moment, he was looking at the enemies appearing in the sky with sharp eyes.

Although it was just a bait, in order to make the scene more realistic, this time he gathered all the elite troops nearby.

A total of thirty-five elite legions, as well as countless cannon fodder troops.

Such a lineup is enough to fight a war to destroy the country.

The teams in front of them are only part of the troops of both sides participating in the war, but they are all their own elites.

If these human armies could be annihilated in one fell swoop, the defense lines of the Alpha Kingdom would become papery, and the vast plains would be free for them to roam.

"Infantry attacks and engages the enemy in close combat!"

Emperor Behemoth ordered expressionlessly.

Orcs are skilled in close combat. In previous wars, their first choice is to approach quickly and engage in close combat.

Suddenly, the advancing human army stopped.

I don't know when an extra sun appeared in the sky, and the fire element between heaven and earth surged crazily. The experienced orc priest hurriedly exclaimed:

"Your Majesty, get out of the way. This is the forbidden curse - Fiery Hell!"

Upon hearing the "forbidden curse", Emperor Behemoth rushed to the rear and retreated for several miles before stopping.

The agility of his movements is almost beyond the visibility of the naked eye, and he is truly a strong man.

The fiery red sun fell from the sky, but its target was not the commander's flag, but the Ursine heavy infantry regiment in front.

Although everyone has heard the priest's reminder, it is obviously not something ordinary orcs can do to avoid the forbidden curse.

Under the scorching flames, countless Ursine soldiers were instantly wiped out before they knew what was happening, and even their armors turned into molten iron.

A full Ursine army was gone, and the aftermath of the flames also spread to the nearby Orc army.

Those who were directly sent to meet the beast god were okay, but the worst thing was the orc soldiers who were affected and did not die immediately. One of them was roasted into a suckling pig, and he smelled the fragrance of his own meat before he died.

Although everyone is used to seeing life and death, this kind of death is still beyond the inner endurance of many orcs.

The old Emperor Behemoth was also very angry. He just thought about escaping after hearing the "forbidden curse", which completely destroyed his wise image.

After calming down, he cursed himself for being stupid. How could a strong human being kill him if he didn't even get the secret method of immortality?

It can be said unceremoniously that when "Forbidden Curse" sees him now, he has to take a detour.

Regarding the sacrificial group, Emperor Behemoth is now full of anger. Venting anger is the next step. The key is that the enemy prepared the forbidden spell and didn't even know how to interfere.

This was a bit difficult for the priests. The "Fire Hell" came so quickly that they didn't even have the chance to interfere.

There is only one explanation for the enemy being able to release the forbidden spell so quickly: there are enough strong people.

The speed of releasing the forbidden spell mainly depends on the energy. The energy required for the forbidden spell is terrifying, and the gathering time will naturally not be short.

That's just for individuals. When a large group of mages jointly takes action, the time for energy gathering will undoubtedly be greatly shortened.

Judging from the situation just now, the enemy not only gathered a group of fire magicians to jointly attack, but also used a large number of fire magic crystals to accelerate energy gathering with the help of magic arrays.

Before he had time to explain to Emperor Behemoth, the wind elements between heaven and earth began to gather again. Seeing this scene, the sacrificial group hurriedly intervened.

Unfortunately, it was too late. When they took action to disrupt the elemental sea, countless shining wind blades appeared in the sky.

"This is the wind forbidden spell - Hell Wind Blade Dance, get down quickly!"

There was no surprise. The old priest's reminder was so late again.

The wind blades flying all over the sky have entered the orc army and begun to harvest. The worst thing is the cavalry. They can see far if they stand high, and die miserably if they sit high.

The wind blades are flying all over the sky. I really want to dance, but it costs money to enjoy other dances, and it costs money to enjoy this dance.

Compared with the previous Flame Hell, the coverage area of ​​Hellwind Blade Dance is obviously larger, covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters.

It was still far from destroying a city, but on this specific occasion, the damage caused was not small at all.

After being hit by forbidden curses one after another, and their own sacrificial troupe was ineffective, dominated by panic, the orc army, which had poor military discipline, fell directly into chaos.

Emperor Behemoth, who was immersed in the attack of the enemy's forbidden spell and could not extricate himself, was so shocked that he could not speak at this moment.

How many years have passed and I never expected to encounter the forbidden curse again.

I wanted to reprimand the sacrificial group for their incompetence, but when I saw the sparse number of sacrifices accompanying the army, I swallowed my words again.

To expect the hundreds of priests accompanying the army to fight against the thousands of higher-quality human mage groups is obviously putting the beast in trouble.

Even just interfering with spellcasting is beyond their capabilities. Who made the human race spend a lot of money this time? A large group of strong people emerged.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Emperor Beimeng wouldn't have believed that there were so many old immortals alive in the human race.

Concentrating the sacrifices of the entire orc empire would at best interfere with the opponent's spellcasting. If you want to rely on the sacrificial group to suppress the enemy's mage group, only the Orc Empire, which dominated the mainland at its peak, can do it.

"withdraw!"

Emperor Behemoth ordered decisively.

The enemy doesn't follow the rules and can no longer stay here and be beaten.

It is unlikely that the forbidden spells will be released continuously. Fire and wind forbidden spells have come out, but there are still several other magicians who have not taken action?

Theoretically speaking, as long as two great magisters or a dozen magisters join forces, supplemented by a large group of mages from the same department, it is possible to release the forbidden curse.

Of course, not only is the power of this lowest-standard forbidden spell a reduced version, but the casting time is also not as long as usual.

The forbidden curses of the human race gathered so quickly just now, and their power is not small among the forbidden curses. There must be more than just a few strong people taking action.

Even though the two elements were eliminated, Emperor Beamon still did not dare to stay and fight again. Especially after feeling the subtle magic fluctuations, he didn't dare to linger here.

It is common for people to die in war, but soldiers cannot be allowed to die like this.

He took away tens of thousands of elites with one forbidden spell, and asked mages from all races to take turns to do it again. I am afraid that more than half of the elites he brought out would be lost.

This time I came here to lure the enemy, not to contribute to the enemy's success.

If all this army is lost, the military strength of the Orc Empire will directly drop by 30%. There is no need to continue the subsequent war at all.

"Huang Beimeng wants to run, chase him quickly!"

A cry of surprise came out, and the Uncle Knights rushed out. That indomitable momentum was like a mountain pressing down on the orc army.

In the face of immortality, any orc who dares to block their steps will regret coming to this world.

The top masters who were rarely seen in the past became the vanguard of the army at this moment, and the real massacre began.

The orc soldiers in charge of the rear fell directly into the arms of the orcs before they understood what was going on.

If the battlefield wasn't too chaotic and Emperor Beamon couldn't be found, they probably could have left the army behind and killed him.

"Army attack!"

After reacting, Marshal Campbell hurriedly ordered.

When it comes to those who have the deepest hatred against the orcs, the Alpha Kingdom must be the first. How could the Kingdom's army be absent from this opportunity to beat the fallen dog?

Forget about the enemy's cavalry, those guys are hard to chase; but as for the two-legged infantry, Marshal Campbell is not going to let them go this time.

The enemy's troops have lost morale and morale, and their combat effectiveness has declined. Total annihilation may not be realistic, but crippling them is still promising.

After being defeated like a mountain, Emperor Beimeng, who was sitting in the center of the army, felt something for the first time in a century and ran for his life in a hurry.

I originally thought that after a bloody battle, I would slowly fall into a disadvantage, and then make a strategic shift to lure the enemy to take the bait.

Unfortunately, no matter how sophisticated he was, Emperor Behemoth still underestimated the allure of the secret method of immortality.

The number and quality of the human masters brought out this time exceeded his expectations.

Not only the army suffered heavy losses, but Emperor Behemoth had no idea whether the traps he had laid could bury so many enemies.

Looking back at the group of guys flying in the sky, Emperor Beimeng couldn't help but speed up his escape.

The picture is really brutal. The Eagle Legion, which was responsible for harassing the enemy from the air and buying time for the army to retreat, directly caused the blood of the old immortals to fly everywhere.

A group of sky knights and great magisters were flying above, and Emperor Behemoth felt like - bitter!

It's all the fault of our ancestors for being prodigal. If the Orc Empire hadn't declined, we wouldn't have been bullied by the enemy like this.

Sending experts to intercept is non-existent.

Although Emperor Behemoth is also protected by experts of the same level, and even he himself is not weaker than those guys, the disparity in numbers between the two sides is really too great.

Reason told him that it was not easy for Beimeng Imperial Court to accumulate such a small amount of wealth, so it was better not to waste it.

The pursuit and escape battle is still going on, but the number of troops following Emperor Beamon is getting smaller and smaller, and the enemy's pursuers are getting closer and closer.

Along the way, countless orc soldiers paid the price with their lives in order to intercept the enemy and buy him time to escape.

These military operations were organized spontaneously by the most loyal generals. The master with evil intentions had long realized that the target of the pursuers was Emperor Behemoth, and left the team early.

Even though he knew that these actions of his direct subordinates were meaningless, Emperor Behemoth could only pretend not to see it.

It's not that easy to use as a bait. Once the enemy notices something is wrong, all the previous efforts will be wasted.

They are all old foxes, and they have seen all kinds of scenes at their age. It is not easy for anyone to live to this age.

"Closer, closer!"

The destination was right in front of him, and Emperor Behemoth's eyes burst with hope.

Faster, faster. The flying Behemoth beast has left the army behind, and only a small number of masters can keep up.

"Something is wrong with the situation. The enemy actually broke away from the army. Is there really Emperor Beamon among those people?

False and false, true and false.

That old guy, Emperor Behemoth, is not bad at using troops. There may be some fraud involved!

Morrison, you know this old neighbor best. Is there anything you want to say? "

An old magician spoke.

As one of the top strong men in the Alpha Kingdom, he is also a retired member of the royal family. Morrison has been dealing with orcs for most of his life, and has participated in countless battles, large and small.

The only thing he knew about his old enemy, Emperor Beimeng, was that he cared about what he ate every meal.

“After all, it is a veteran overlord and it is understandable that he has some special means.

Let everyone be careful and take immediate action if something is wrong.

I always feel that the enemy is deliberately leading us here. Maybe there is something waiting for us in the valley ahead. "

Morrison's words made everyone look slightly solemn.

But now that we have reached this point, giving up is impossible. Strength brings everyone enough confidence.

With so many top masters gathered together, even if there were several strong men from the Holy Domain ambushing here in the Orc Empire, they would be able to cope with it.

There is no place on the continent of Aslant that they cannot go to. If there is one, it might only be the legendary Dragon Island.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion sounded, and for a moment the valley was filled with flying sand and rocks, and you couldn't even see your fingers if you stretched out your hand.

The shocking mutation made Emperor Beamon and his party look extremely ugly as they entered the valley. The enemy hasn't come in yet, but the enemy's attack came first.

"Your Majesty, the enemy seemed to have noticed something and did not follow in a hurry.

Start the blood sacrifice in advance!

At such a distance, even after the gate of the abyss opens, they cannot escape.

If we let them continue to test like this, all the sacrifices we prepared will be wasted, and we may not be able to attract enough powerful demons. "

The old priest's reminder made Emperor Behemoth wake up instantly.

“Okay, you go and host it!

Others, be prepared. Once the gate of the abyss opens, we will leave here immediately.

There must be no hesitation at all. Except for sacrifices, all living creatures are their blood food.

Once they lock onto the aura, it will be a big trouble. "

Seeing Emperor Behemoth's cautious expression, everyone nodded in agreement. They didn't want to taste the feast specially prepared for the strong men of the human race.

Ancient sacrificial songs sounded, and a tiny slit appeared above the altar. The blood beads on the ground gave off an evil aura and drifted away along the slit.

A group of boys and girls who were escorted over by the soldiers had their wrists cut off one after another. The blood slowly flowed along the blood nest. Under the influence of the blood beads, it looked like an abyss of the Styx.

On the other side of the slit, as if drugs had been released, nearby demons floated over.

One by one, they followed the cracks and squeezed in and out, trying to cross the border and enjoy the feast.

Unfortunately, as soon as I poked my head out, it was swallowed up by the turbulence in the space in the middle, as if to warn outsiders: Those who cross the boundary will die!

Such a little difficulty obviously cannot scare away the greedy devil. Being in the abyss every day, absorbing the chaotic atmosphere, negative emotions are infinitely amplified.

The space turbulence swallowed up some demons, but more demons continued to join, and the space cracks continued to expand with the joint efforts of all the demons.

Seeing this scene, the old priest smiled slightly, as if he was enjoying the most beautiful music.

Suddenly he condensed and murmured to himself: "Dozens of people died just now, and the number of primers seems to be a little insufficient to exert the maximum power of these blood beads.

Forget it, you are bound to die anyway, so let’s use the waste!

I don't think His Majesty would object. If he were an important confidant, he wouldn't arrange this fatal task.

You guys go and summon all the soldiers in the valley immediately. I have something to tell you. "