The Mythical Races I Created

Under the fortress, Dillon bit down the arrow on his right arm with his teeth, and pulled out the crossbow arrow from his abdomen with his left hand. The rusty iron hook hooked his flesh out. Dillon vomited blood again and again, and he wrapped the wound with his own developed muscles. , The hard-worked body actually stopped bleeding temporarily only with muscles.

"Father God!"

Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and the adjutant rushed over to rescue him, but was pushed back by the bows and arrows shot from the fortress.

The adjutant shouted: "Master Chief. Full support to Master Chief and cover Master Chief's retreat."

Of the sixteen sides of the fortress, the suspension bridge on one side was lowered, and the steel suspension bridge hit the ground with a loud noise.

More than a thousand orc druids in the fortress, covering the two thousand orc druids that ran out of the city, launched a round of spell attacks on the orc cavalry.

The leading orc druid, sitting on the wolf, roared, "For the kingdom, kill that man!"

"Kill him, he alone has killed nearly a hundred of us druids."

"He is too scary."

"I, Glorida, the Creek's second councilor promised that whoever gets Dillon's head will immediately become the Creek's councillor and be elected to the parliamentary seat."

The orc druids pursued them.

"The sun is burning."

"Weeds bound."

The land near the creek is grassland, and there is a reason. At this moment, the wild grass has turned into the minions of the orc druids, growing up frantically, attacking all the orc wolf cavalry units on the plains.

When the two forces were handed over, these orc druids suddenly jumped from the wolf forces and transformed themselves into large wolves that were more than twice the size of ordinary wolves.

This is the druid transformation of the orcs.

Druids of Nature are currently one of the six mainstream factions-Wolf Druids.

This faction has the largest number of people and is generally learned by orc druids.

Because the wolf and the orcs had a very special and close relationship at the beginning of the creation of the spirit of creation.

Therefore, the wolves are very close to the orcs. Only the orcs can control the wolves. Similarly, the transformation of the orcs can only become more ordinary beasts, not to the point where they can become magical creatures, but because of the wolves, it can be advanced. Transform into a magical creature.

Because the orcs exchange food with wolf cubs, there are also many wolves on the side of the elves.

The two sides are fighting.

Dillon's wolf cavalry unit, which suffered heavy losses, was hit hard at the first moment.

The huge wolf in the form of a druid first used his claws, slapped the wolf under the enemy's crotch to the ground, and then used his teeth and claws to attack the orc warriors. When the orc warriors wanted to fight back, the orc druids The wolves here will jump forward again and attack the enemy.

The two sides fight in coordination, cooperate seamlessly, and have outstanding combat effectiveness.

But there are also orc warriors who are more powerful. They activate the totem and increase their power by 70% or 80%. They use their right hand to grab the orc druid incarnation of the wolf, and use their left hand to stun the enemy's seat. Wolf.

The leading orc druid shouted: "Firepower support."

The fortress rang neatly, and a blast of arrows and crossbows were ready to go, and they shot at the orc cavalry units in a round to cover their own orc druid units.

The team on Dillon's side was completely defeated by the rain of arrows and began to retreat and escape.

The leading orc druid kept looking for Dillon's location. He followed the blood on the ground with the special smell of the wolf, and followed all the way, finally finding Dillon with his fierce eyes. "Found it, right there!"

"All troops, chase!"

"Killing Dillon is the priority, and you must not let him go."

...

[Creek] Fortress, in fact, in addition to the orcs on the side of the Elf Kingdom, there are more than fifty elven druids living here.

They were all students of Pericles, about the same time as Dylan, so after the war, they chose to live with Dylan and came to this fortress. After all, everyone was a brother in the same period.

Moreover, they all prefer orcs.

The sound of the siege war attracted their attention, and they left their residences and came to the wall of the Creek Fortress.

A tall elf had a scar on his face. "What happened? Where is Dylan?"

"Where is Gloria?"

The orc soldier bowed to the feathered serpent druid in salute. "Master Frodarius."

"Below is Dillon siege. Lord Dylan is having a meeting on the plateau because of the Senate meeting, and Lord Glorida has already left the fort and pursues the injured Dillon."

"My lord, rest assured, we won this war."

"If this is the case, I'm relieved." Frodaris walked up to the highest wall of the fortress. He closed his eyes, and then looked towards the distant battlefield. When he opened his eyes, those eyes turned out to be like snakes. The vertical pupil, and it is still a golden vertical pupil.

Feathered Serpent Druid Spell-Druid Transformation-Partial Transformation-Feathered Serpent's Eye.

This spell can greatly increase a person's vision and vision range, just like clairvoyance.

The golden vertical pupil quickly swept across the battlefield, and the pupil blinked quickly.

"damn it."

"It would be like this."

"Gloria, you guy is too careless, why don't you notify us!"

An elf druid stepped forward. "How about it, brother? I see the situation below. It is indeed our advantage. The orcs have done a good job. Now that they have done a great job, the Senate must commend them."

Frodaris, who kept the eyes of the feathered serpent, looked ugly. "We got it."

"They deliberately lure us out. The opposing team seems to be scattered, but in fact only the front team is broken, and the rear formation is tightly formed, which is clearly a decoy tactic. Close the city gate immediately, immediately!"

...

Under the fortress, the situation changed dramatically in an instant.

The orcs and wolf cavalry units that had been retreating, suddenly refitted, and there were rounds of blood ingot orbs formed by the killing curse absorbing blood. At this moment, the energy contained in the blood ingot orb was already extremely exaggerated.

The orc wolf cavalry unit carried out another round of assault, dispersing the two thousand orc druid units at once, and then surrounded them.

And Dillon, the orc who ran away in a hurry, ran to the hammer the size of his city gate and raised the huge hammer with his uninjured left hand.

Fenrir, the wolf king, went and returned, screaming at the orc troops who were chasing over.

The Tyrannosaurus totem lights up.

Ten times physique!

Then... Double Speed, Bloodthirsty...

The tyrannosaurus totem of the ancient city lights up.

Spirit Lightning Chain!

Fenrir's speed soared several times.

Dillon raised the hammer and swung it down suddenly, a deafening roar sounded, and the terrifying red lightning went on the ground, flooding the orc druid troops chasing him.

"Opponent fighters, come, fight!"

A row of orc druids were knocked to the ground by the earthquake, and were shrouded in mental lightning, and fell into a coma.

Gloryda, the leader, struggled to get up.

The mental attack just now forced him from the wolf form and forcibly returned him to the orc form.

At this moment, his head is dizzy, almost fainting. He could only maintain consciousness, barely cast a weed **** on Dillon, and then the sun burned.

Dillon walked forward with these two spells, his chest was burned with a blood hole in the sun, and Fenrir, the wolf king, used his great force to tear off the weeds that bound it and Dillon.

He came to Gloryda and smashed his head with a fist, knocking him to the ground. "Warrior, I don't want to kill you today."

"So be it."

Dillon walked against the wind, with a whole body wound, leaving behind the group of orc druids who were stunned by the spiritual lightning chain.

At this moment, because the fortress rashly opened the gates, the wolf cavalry from Dillon rushed into the fortress and competed with the soldiers defending the fortress for control of the fortress.

Seeing this situation, the fifty elven druids on the side of the fortress could only join the battle.

To make matters worse, there are also wolf cavalry attacking the city on the six unfinished walls behind the fortress!

Dillon sat on Fenrir. Fenrir easily crossed the suspension bridge, dodged the arrows, stepped on the bricks and stairs, and walked to the top of the fortress step by step.

"The so-called shadow tactics are deliberately pretending that we were defeated, causing you to attack us rashly, opening the gates and forming a chaotic formation. Our rear legion and flanking legion are divided into two parts, and they will attack you back and forth."

As the huge iron suspension bridges fell, thousands of orcs and wolf cavalry swarmed into the fortress.

The special ability of the wolves allows them to walk on the ground in such a complex environment in the fortress. Whether it is stairs, wooden obstacles, walls, or arrows, they can easily walk on these walls and compete with the defenders for this. Block fortresses have control.

Because of the failure of the decision, the defender, who was already at the disadvantage of the number of people, fell into an absolute predicament.

When the last six walls of the Creek Fortress were also breached, the city was completely controlled by Dillon.

This hugely expensive steel fortress has now been captured by Dillon.

On the city wall, the wizard Druid Frodaris noticed this with the feathered serpent's pupil. "The outer city is already powerless, Dillon... He is favored by God the Father, and he is invincible."

"His name will be sung forever because of this battle, and we are all his stepping stones today, and in the future we will be ridiculed and mocked characters in legends and history."

"For today's plan, we must wait for the support of the Senate."

"Everyone, all withdraw to the inner city."

"The outer city can't be guarded anymore."

When Severus first designed the city, in order to prevent the city from falling apart due to the city's collapse, the outer and inner walls were set up in this city.

The outer city wall protects the civil area, market area, guardianship area and other places, and the inner city state protects the arsenal, library, administrative building and other areas.

But to be honest, Floridaris felt that just retreating to the inner city meant that hundreds of thousands of people in this city were naked and exposed to the enemy's iron hoof, and they had already lost.

A female elf panicked: "Dillon is walking towards us."

Feathered Serpent Druid Frodaris, looking over there, the feathered serpent’s pupils shot out a flash of lightning, and fell on Fenrir, who was jumping over the stairs and brick walls, and its owner, the greatest chief of the orcs, Dee. Long.

Dillon threw a huge hammer the size of a city gate at them.

"Oh, there are elves guarding it. It seems that this city is really extraordinary."

"Fighting against the weak, how can it be compared with the fun of fighting with elves."

The huge hammer, like a gate, fell on the fifty elves.

Those elves each cast druid spells.

[Whirlwind Curse]!

More than fifty [Whirlwind Curse] formed a huge tornado, and unexpectedly attracted this hammer, spinning in the sky, perfectly solving the danger of the hammer falling.

Before the elves could breathe a sigh of relief, Dillon seated Fenrir and jumped in front of them.

He is not afraid that he is already covered in wounds, while the opponent is numerous and energetic.

Dillon glanced at the 100-meter-high golden idol in the outer city, suddenly bowed his head reverently, and prayed silently to the idol.

Feathered Serpent Druid Frodaris had a drop of cold sweat across his forehead.

Taking advantage of this time, he turned around and said to everyone: "You first protect all the orc soldiers and pig civilians, help them return to the inner city, and minimize our casualties."

"This man, leave it to me and school girl to deal with."

"He is not an ordinary orc."

"Master Pericles has told me that Dylan and Dyron are both the original pigmen of the gods. After they have been transformed into orcs, they have been favored by the Father. Their power is special. He is completely It can be compared to the threat level of an army of 10,000."

"Even if there are more than fifty of us, together, we may not be Dillon's opponents. After all, there are still many underage elves among us, and I can't let underage schoolmates and sisters get involved in dangerous situations."

"So, my school girl and I, give you time to delay the retreat."

Dillon quietly waited for the news of the whirlwind spell time. He didn't mean to forcibly tear the wind and retrieve the weapon. The elf Flordaris and his school sister didn't know what Dillon meant, so they didn't rush to make a move.

Dillon's eyes were playful.

"In order to delay time, did you choose to fight with me? You are indeed noble spirits. You once again won my respect."

The elf Frodaris had a stern face. "Dillon, you who started the war will inevitably be rejected by God the Father."

"Hahaha..." Dillon seemed to have heard a joke~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Father God is the God of Victory, but not the God of Peace. Besides, I'm just the one who came to invite us back, not to fight with you. . My people are going to jail to rescue our compatriots. "

"Your people can retreat as they wish. I won't stop it."

"It’s just that my hands are itchy recently. How about let’s try? Little Augustus is a child after all. I am embarrassed to bully a child, so every time I see him fighting with the orcs next to him, I really feel my heart. itch."

"It's been a long time since I defeated the elf."

The wizard Frodaris showed an incredible expression. "For the sake of a few lawless orcs, you are attacking our city state regardless of your life and death. How despised your own lives are, for this kind of thing, regardless of the casualties of your troops."

Dillon noticed that the time for the whirlwind spell was about to pass. After the spell disappeared, he could get his weapon back.

He laughed and said, "We would rather die vigorously than we would die of old age without anyone caring about it."

"Noble elves, to live forever is the glory given to you by God the Father. It's fleeting like a summer fire but vigorously is the privilege of our orcs."