The Origin of Arcane

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　　 "Run, run away, the enemy is here, the enemy is here!"

　　 "If you want to escape, you can't stop it, we can't stop it, that's not a human, that's not a human."

　　 "The enemy has been killed, run for your life!"

　　 What makes the situation worse is that there really seems to be enemies in the endless darkness.

　　 Every now and then, there are Odin orcs, yelling and slamming into Chief Greg’s camp from the darkness.

　　 What is the enemy?

How many are 　　?

　　 Infantry or cavalry?

Which direction did 　　 kill from?

　　 But in the face of Chief Greg’s repeated questioning, most of these panicked Odin orcs were unaware.

Needless to say, 80% of this kind of people are frightened and collapsed by themselves or other routs. It is even possible that they have not seen the enemy at all. The shouting in the mouth is not necessarily what they saw, but from other people. The hearsay there.

There is also a small part of 　　, who have fought each other before, and what they said is vague and not of much reference value.

　　 The caliber is more uniform. The other party comes with endless holy light, cutting through the darkness, just like a divine envoy of the kingdom of heaven, and cannot look directly at them, let alone see their appearance.

　　 But every one of their strikes is so terrifying that even the most powerful Odin orc warrior will be knocked into the air by them.

　　 The raging golden flames spewed out from their hands, burning everything around, as if the darkness had been burned.

　　 There is no Odin orc camp that can resist them.

　　 Those Odin orcs who didn't know the question and asked three questions were defeated and were slashed by Greg.

　　 Those Odin orcs who seem to have brought real information to defeat their soldiers are also the same fate.

　　 It's not that Chief Greg didn't believe them at all, but that what they said was too absurd, and it would only give their tribe's morale and further destruction, nothing else.

　　 But he soon discovered that doing so was doing useless work.

　　 The number of defeated soldiers of the Odin orcs is too much.

At the beginning, it was only three or two, and slowly became a dozen, dozens, and finally turned into hundreds of escapes. This is probably the main force of a small tribe. They This is the defeat of the whole.

　　 In addition, more and more defeated soldiers are sending a signal to Chief Greg.

　　 The enemy is advancing towards his camp.

　　 It can also be said that his camp is on the road that the opponent is advancing.

　　The reason is simple. When a person collapses, he instinctively flees away from the enemy.

　　 Chief Greg ordered the tribal soldiers to light more bonfires to light up the surrounding situation, and at the same time further gathered the tribal soldiers, directly shut out the broken soldiers, and let them escape in a detour.

　　 At this time, incorporating these defeated soldiers at first seems to be a way to strengthen one's own strength.

　　 But in the eyes of experienced combat veterans, that is a very stupid behavior.

　　 Because of the courage of these routs, in the process of the previous rout, they have lost everything and tasted the sweetness of running away.

　　 The next time they encounter a somewhat stressful war, the first thing they think of is to run away.

　　 Once this happens, a chain reaction is likely to occur, abducting and fleeing with other soldiers, eventually leading to a greater defeat.

　　 These great principles, Chief Greg did not say so thoroughly, he just acted in accordance with previous experience.

　　 is just the phototaxis of people, so many Odin orcs, following the light involuntarily, gathered around Chief Greg’s camp, begging one by one, begging for shelter.

"Chief Greg, we are our own people, I am Snoopy, the leader of the Fang Fang tribe, we have drank and hunted together before, please, give us a way out, let us join you, Only by uniting will we have a greater possibility of surviving."

　　 "Let us in, we are all of the Odin clan, why should we shut out?"

　　 "Get out of the way, don’t block our way, you want to die, we don’t want to die, the enemy will soon be killed, thousands of them, endless. With this kind of people, you can't resist it at all."

　　 "If you don't want to die, just run away with us."

　　 "The end has come, and the sun will never rise again. No matter where we escape, we can't escape the fate of death, because it is the messenger of death who is chasing us."

　　 The attitude of the Odin orcs who were blocked by Chief Greg in the defeat of the soldiers quietly changed as the number grew.

　　 From the very beginning of friendship and begging, it turned into a desperate threat. In the end, the conflict escalated and fought each other. For some reason, the two sides appeared to be more tyrannical than usual.

　　 They may not have the courage to face that kind of unknown enemy, but they have the courage to face the people who blocked their escape route.

　　The darkness shrouded in the sky not only blocked their sight, but also evoked the tyrannical emotions in their hearts.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

　　An even bigger wave of Odin orcs arrived.

　　 Compared with the previous routs, the new wave of routs is larger and more miserable. There is a clear smell of gunpowder on the body, and the appearance is more flustered.

　　 Because behind them, like a shadow, there is a continuous shouting of killing.

　　 Countless voices shouted in one tone, like thunder, their voices shook the sky.

　　 "Go away, don't get in the way, the enemy is coming."

　　 "Get out, get out quickly!"

　　 "Whoever stands in my way, I will let anyone die!"

　　 This wave of ruined soldiers slammed into Greg’s tribe and ignored their warnings. They just rushed forward with their heads stuffed, lest they would be a step behind, they would be overtaken by the enemy behind them.

　　 "Let's shoot arrows! Don't let them disrupt our formation." Chief Greg did not hesitate to issue an indiscriminate attack order.

Because he knew that once this wave of brainless soldiers rushed in, regardless of whether they were really following a powerful enemy, his tribe would join the ranks of the soldiers, and then plunged into the endless darkness, killing the lives of the people. Completely delivered to the hands of luck, there is no chance again.

　　 "Ahhhhhh..."

　　 Countless arrows fell, preparing to break away from the enemy, but countless people died in their own hands.

　　 "The golden death messenger is really the golden death messenger. It turns out that they didn't lie to us. They were really covered in golden light."

　　 "We can't stop it, how can mortals stop the messenger of death?"

　　 "Don't panic, they are humans, just a group of people with golden light on their bodies. Listen to the sound of horseshoes and resist. Only by resisting them can we have a chance to survive. Let us arrow, let us let go."

　　 There was also a riot in the Gregg department.

　　 I saw countless golden **** of light behind the broken soldiers, tearing through the darkness and rushing out.

　　The golden light is so dazzling, there is an illusion that people can't look directly at it.

　　 But if you look closely, you can still see the outline of a person. It is a lancer sitting on a war horse.

　　 These Golden Lancers started mercilessly, their sharp spears, and easily pierced the bodies of those without fighting spirits, and drove them forward madly.

　　 The words of the broken soldiers about them can't help but come to the hearts of the Odin orcs, making their movements involuntarily stagnant.

　　 But the instinct as soldiers made them drop the sharp arrow in their hands on them after hearing the command.

"how is this possible?"

"How could this be?"

　　 "Are they really invulnerable?"

　　 followed by an incredible exclamation.

　　 Because those sharp arrows fell on the golden light knights, it was like they were shot on a smooth semicircle, and they were severely deflected. Not to mention hitting the opponent, even the golden light could not fully penetrate.

　　 This is a further devastation to Odin Beast, who is not high in its own right.

　　 If they can't even break the opponent's defense, how can they fight this battle?

　　 When the Odin orcs hesitated whether to continue shooting arrows, the Golden Lancers were already running at high speed.

　　铮! Zheng! Zheng!

　　Wait until they really met, the Odin orcs discovered that the opponent was not really invulnerable.

　　 The golden light from them is more like a force field, with a certain deflection ability to attack the master.

　　 But the power of this force field is relatively limited, and it is relatively easy to deal with the hunting bow of Odin orcs, but when dealing with melee attacks, especially the powerful melee attacks, the effect plummets.

　　 But the problem, even if it is found, it is useless.

　　 Those Golden Lancers obviously have extraordinary fighting skills.

　　 The lance in his hand is not only as agile as a giant python, but also has amazing power. Many Odin orcs who are known for their brute force have not been able to please them.

Chief Greg took the lead. The name of the second warrior of the West Odin Empire was not to be praised. A tiger with a big sword dancing in the wind, not only carried the Golden Lancer cavalry, but also had three first resistance. .

　　 The close contact finally made him see the appearance of these Golden Lancers clearly, and he couldn't help but yelled, "Are you from Andes?"

　　 answered him with a more fierce attack. The Golden Lancers did not intend to introduce themselves.

　　 Just as he struggled with these golden lancers, more golden lancers rushed into their camp.

　　 In addition, these Golden Lancers also guarded a quirky chariot with golden light.

　　 The main body of the Golden Light Chariot is a golden pillar with golden thunder and lightning flashing on it. With the manipulation of the golden figure on it, golden thunder and lightning struck down.

　　 If it is the attack of the Golden Lancers, those Odin orcs can still avoid it.

　　 There is no way to avoid this kind of golden lightning.

　　This kind of golden thunder and lightning is not aimlessly hacking, specifically looking for those Odin orcs who seem difficult to start, to open the breakthrough.

　　 Chief Greg, the sting head, naturally became their focus.

　　 The golden thunder and lightning connected this one after another, slashing at him.

　　 This kind of golden thunder and lightning swiftly exceeded the limit of manpower to avoid, let alone the situation where Chief Greg was still entangled by several Golden Lancers.

　　 There is no possibility of being spared at all, and even hit three thunders.

　　 The lethality of this golden thunder and lightning is not as great as imagined, at least not to the extent that a thunder and lightning strikes people to death like thunder and lightning in a thunderstorm.

　　 But the taste of thunder and lightning is absolutely uncomfortable, and the whole body trembles involuntarily. Even if Chief Greg didn't look in the mirror, he knew that at that moment, he was absolutely crooked and slanted.

　　 The most terrible thing is that he is surrounded by several Golden Lancers with rich combat experience.

　　 They have obviously undergone special training, and they know the enemy's reaction after being struck by the golden lightning. Before the golden lightning strikes, they are already defensively accumulating.

　　 The moment Chief Greg was paralyzed by the golden thunder and lightning was also the moment when they launched a fatal attack.

　　 There was no fourth golden thunder and lightning falling to Chief Greg, because when the third golden thunder and lightning fell, the champion knight who had the title of second warrior in the Western Odin Empire was already dead.

　　 Regardless of whether the Golden Light Chariot or the Golden Lancers who besieged him, they passed directly past him, as if they had done a trivial thing.

　　 Compared to the nightmare-like enemies they have fought against recently, enemies like Chief Greg who have only brute force but not all kinds of weird means are too easy to deal with.

　　 "The chief is dead!"

　　 "Chief Greg is dead!"

　　 "The chief is dead, and chief Greg is dead. We can't stop it. Let's run for our lives!"

　　 But the death of Chief Greg was a fatal blow to the Odin orcs of the Greg tribe who had encouraged their support.

　　 They were able to garrison here to fight against the night raiders instead of joining the rout army. To a large extent, it was influenced by Chief Greg's tough attitude.

　　His bravery is well-known in the tribe, and following the strong is the consistent style of Odin orcs.

　　 Compared to running around in the dark, there is a greater chance of following a strong person to survive.

　　 is just the strong man in their minds ~www.wuxiaspot.com~. Under the mixed attack of the other side, they didn't even support it for ten minutes.

　　How could ordinary Odin orcs be their opponents?

Suddenly, the morale of the Gregg tribe was like a flood that opened the gate. It slumped a thousand miles, and joined the ranks of the defeated soldiers previously blocked by them, ran away from the enemy, and plunged into the invisible night. .

　　 When they arrive in front of other tribes that still barely maintain a well-established organization, their situation will be exactly the same as the defeated soldiers they faced before.

　　 Either they were shot to death with random arrows, or they became the vanguard of these enemies, helping them break up their own defensive formations, allowing them to join the ranks of defeat faster.

　　 "We surrender, don't kill us, we surrender!"

　　 There is also a desperate Odin orc, who lost all courage and knelt down.

　　 But they were greeted by a cold and merciless spear.

　　 Those Golden Lancers, like cold robots, directly pierced their chests.

　　 They used practical actions to show their stance, and they did not take prisoners.

　　 They only have two choices, either escape or die.

　　 Those Odin orcs were desperate, they could only jump up from the ground one by one, like a bereaved dog, joined the ranks of fleeing.

　　 The defeat is like a plague, which is spreading in the sea and winter in a snowball way.