The huge war beast slowly stepped forward with footsteps that shook the earth. There was a saddle bridge on the beast's broad back. Several orcs were sitting on the saddle bridge holding guns, bows and arrows, raising their weapons high.
Shout loudly.
The surrounding Orc warriors set off waves of cheers.
Just as they were cheering loudly, several black dots slowly rose up from the top of the city opposite and flew into the air - obviously they were the other side's magicians.
The mages stared sternly at the orcs below with their condescending posture, as if they were overlooking a group of ants.
The orcs immediately fell silent.
Although everyone is now standing under the city of Nedel, and the victory in front of them seems to be easily achieved, but any warrior who has experienced the indiscriminate bombardment by those magicians knows how vicious those evil-hearted magicians are.
It's scary - those guys are not the ones who eat fast and chant the Buddha's name. On the contrary, they lay eggs wherever there are many people and make everyone fall on their backs.
They are powerful, they are cruel, they are even invincible. The violent explosions, orange fireballs, and scattered limbs in the gorgeous brilliance are the lingering nightmares of the orcs.
Vertsintolek clearly felt that everyone's morale was a little unstable, and immediately glanced at Deipole next to him.
Deipole smiled slightly, and his beautiful eyes like stars turned slightly.
The necromancer behind her slapped his staff and said in a hoarse voice: "Up."
At that moment, several black magicians in black robes whistled, soared into the air from her side, and then made a sharp whistling sound, passing over the heads of the orc formation.
Everyone knows that black magicians are all terrifying combat masters. Black magicians are born for killing. Their weird spells have only one purpose, killing.
Since ancient times, these black mages who specialize in killing magic have been the natural enemies of magicians. Unless they are powerful battle mages who specialize in combat, ordinary magicians will never come back against them.
As they flew toward the magician opposite, they drew out the black magic wands in their hands. Each of them had a terrifying grin on their lips, and their eyes were full of bloodthirsty desire.
Behind the orcs, the ballistas and trebuchets provided by the pirates were loaded with arrows and stone bullets, aiming directly at Nedel's city wall.
The horn of war has sounded at this moment.
Vechin and Torek raised their fists, swung them down hard, and shouted: "Get ready to attack."
Seeing the black magicians quickly approaching the city wall, the mage suspended in the air whistled and flew away to both sides as fast as he could.
The black magicians did not expect that the magicians on the opposite side were too timid to fight with them, but ran away. These black magicians screamed angrily and chased after the magicians.
Dozens of magicians who stood at the top of human power started chasing and aerial battles on the battlefield.
Red fireballs, blue ice blades, miserable green acid, and black mist-like corrosive spells criss-crossed in the clear sky.
The tactics of the Nedel mages were very simple. They quickly distanced themselves, turned around and cast a spell, and then without even looking at them, they twisted around and sped away.
And the most disgusting thing is that they seem to have developed special tactics to win. Once they find that they have been firmly enchanted by the black magicians, they immediately fly high into the sky facing the sun. Using the energy emitted by that great star
The dazzling light dazzles the eyes of the pursuer.
It can be seen that these mages have no intention of fighting the black magicians head-on, but just drag them along. These black magicians have no way to attack the soldiers on the city wall.
For the black magicians, they would not dare to fall to the ground until they had dealt with the magicians in Nidel, and they could confidently and boldly pour their firepower on the walls of Nidel.
To put it simply, two gangs of mages are competing for air supremacy over Nadel City.
The black mages are very upset with the behavior of the mages. It feels like a fat man of 500 pounds went to the weight loss center to enjoy the super platinum VIP service, which means training with a young and beautiful female weight loss coach.
He said that once he caught the beautiful female coach, he could have sex for a while, but at this extremely fragrant and burning moment, he found that he could not catch the enemy who was as cunning as a swimming fish.
But they could only follow the pace of the mage, chasing him, dodging the magic flying around, and looking for opportunities to strike back twice.
The flying spell of the mages was only used occasionally when escaping or chasing people, because the flying spell consumes a lot of mana. After a while, the mages on both sides were tired and panting, and their mana was somewhat exhausted.
At this time, the mage in the sky let out another loud whistle.
Those mages who were playing chase with the black magicians heard the order, turned around immediately, used all their strength, fired the last magic at the black magicians, and then took advantage of the opportunity of the other party to dodge, and neatly fired at the black magicians.
Nidel City evacuated.
Although the black mages' mana was almost exhausted, they were still happy when they saw the mages retreating. This would be their chance when the mages flew back.
The black mages gathered together, licking the corners of their mouths, sneering with bloodthirsty smiles, and rushed towards Nedel City, preparing to start a killing spree.
The orcs outside the city watched the human mages being driven back by the black mages. They howled and cheered. Only then could the orcs finally feel proud. When will their mages be able to bully humans?
For half-orcs, this is an unprecedented good thing.
The soldiers in Nidel City looked up at the mage passing over their heads, then turned their heads and looked nervously at the approaching black mage.
They were surrounded by black mist and held pale bone staffs in their hands. They looked like evil ghosts crawling out of the ground.
According to those horrific legends, these dark magicians who spread death not only know seventy-two ways to kill people, but they can also turn people into mummies or skeletons.
The soldiers in the city swallowed nervously, tightened their weapons, and muttered "God bless me" in a low voice.
Suddenly, a deep voice came from the city wall, and the voice suddenly became louder. Rows of priests in white robes appeared on the city head.
They chanted spells, shouted "holy judgment" and "punishment", and shot out bright but non-glaring rays of light from the city wall, directly towards the approaching black magician.
Black magic is the natural enemy of ordinary mages, but those priests who possess the Holy Light spell are also their natural enemies.
Light is everywhere, darkness recedes~!
The approaching black magicians were shocked. They did not expect that there were so many priests ambushed on the city wall.
In a hurry, they either stopped or fell down, and hurriedly released protective spells to avoid the priests' spells.
The unlucky ones flying at the front attracted the most attention from the priests. Before these black magicians could react, they were hit by the Holy Light spell. They didn't even have time to scream, and were burned by the Holy Light.
Became ashes.
Looking at the overwhelming scale of the attack just now, the black magicians knew that there were at least twice as many priests guarding the city wall, and they were not prepared to stay. They stood up and retreated.
At this time, a sudden change occurred, and just above the heads of the black magicians, several swift black shadows pounced straight down from the clouds in the sky.
At this time, all the black magicians' attention was still on the opposite side of them, carefully guarding against the priests opposite them, who were their natural enemies. They never thought that there would be an attack from the sky above their heads.
Just now, Vechin and Tolek were contentedly watching the black mage chasing Nedl's mage in the air, and were proud of the powerful force in their hands, even though he lost those black shamans in the battle of Croni City.
, but these more powerful black magicians have joined in.
When I think about that Lorraine is known for being good at using magicians, but now he uses a magician to defeat the person who is good at using magicians. Doesn't this mean that he is smarter?
But before he could be proud for a long time, the priests gave these black magicians a hard blow. The situation took a turn for the worse, and the black magicians had no choice but to prepare to retreat.
Unexpectedly, those cunning humans actually had an ambush. A group of mages suddenly rushed out from nowhere and attacked the black magicians mercilessly from above.
Deipole and the necromancer beside her were shocked. They looked at each other, and Deipole exclaimed: "Oops, we were ambushed~!"
As their words fell, they saw the mages swooping down from above like falcons taking action.
They also chose the most powerful fire magic, and several orange-red fireballs drew ominous arcs in the sky and swooped towards their respective targets.
The orange-red arc was so poignant that it gave those watching the battle a burning sensation in their retinas.
‘Rumble…’ There was a loud noise, and those fireballs exploded in mid-air.
The place where the dark mages were was instantly enveloped in red flames, and the scorching air waves blew in front of the warriors on both sides.
After the flames of the explosion dissipated, the smoke and dust rolled back turned into a huge mushroom cloud that enveloped the center of the battlefield.
On the top of Nedel's city, they watched Master Nedel wipe out the black magicians in an instant through exquisite tactics. The soldiers who witnessed the entire short but extremely fierce air battle immediately raised their weapons.
Let out loud cheers.
After the successful sneak attack, the mages did not return to Nedel City. These mages hung proudly over the battlefield, with the gems on the top of their staffs shining brightly. They sneered at the approaching orcs, and the leading high-level mage waved
Staff, ready to go forward and kill these orcs.
The necromancer next to Deipole was immediately furious. He snorted heavily, then clenched the skeleton staff in his hand and flew up into the air, rushing up to meet Nidel's mage.
Seeing that there were still unknown black magicians rushing up, these high-level mages looked at each other, waved their staffs, and prepared to attack the necromancer.
Unexpectedly, the necromancer stopped outside their attack range, raised his staff, and several black mist flew out from him. After flying around the necromancer twice, the black mist quickly deformed and finally turned into
Like black ghosts.
Immediately afterwards, a scream that could tear the eardrums was heard. The sound was like the wail of the wronged souls in the abyss of hell. The mages froze instantly and lost their minds for a moment.
At this time, those black ghosts were seen viciously attacking the mage in the air.
When the leading mage came to his senses, he found that the ghosts had already rushed forward, and one could even clearly see the ghosts' skeletal fingertips.
He hissed in panic: "No, back up. Back up. That's a great mage."
A young mage at the edge was stunned for two more seconds. A ghost bumped into him. The young mage was instantly surrounded by thick black fog. He screamed and fell from the air. Before he could fall to the ground, the black mage
The fog dispersed in wisps, and the mage turned into a shriveled corpse, which fell to the ground and splashed with smoke and dust.
The other mages tried their best to fly back to Nedel City, but were horrified to find that it was actually a tracking spell. The black ghost locked on them and was following them closely, getting closer and closer to them.
If they continue like this, they will be devoured by ghosts and turned into mummies before they return to Nedel City.
The situation once again took a turn for the worse, and the mages who had successfully attacked became prey again. The soldiers on the city blinked at the battle situation in the sky, feeling that their hearts were so nervous that they almost jumped out of their chests.
Suddenly there was a thunderbolt in the clear sky.
"Boom~!"
Everyone on the shocked battlefield trembled, and then, a holy white beam of light shot down from the ceiling, vertically hitting the necromancer who was controlling magic.
The Necromancer's reaction was not unpleasant, and he instantly released the spell in his hand. Then, a puff of black smoke exploded from his body, forming a large black ball that wrapped the Necromancer in the center.
The black ball resisted the attack of the light beam.
There was a crackling sound where the two spells came into contact, and the light beam suddenly shrank and became more intense.
The Necromancer seemed to be unable to resist, and was forced to fall from the air to the ground bit by bit, and the black ball gradually began to shrink. It seemed that as long as the black ball was destroyed by the light beam, the Necromancer would be doomed.
Deipole exclaimed in surprise: "God's Gaze~! Cardinal! How is this possible~?"
Then Deipole rushed to Vechin and Torek, grabbed his arm and shouted anxiously: "Think of a solution quickly! Otherwise the teacher will die."
Wichin and Torek looked at the spell battle in front of them that exceeded the limit of their imagination, and then realized their ignorance and insignificance. Not to mention the fierce collision between holy light spells and black magic, but also the exquisite magic spells of those ordinary mages just now.
The tactics of luring the enemy to cooperate and ambush were something that Vechin and Torek had never thought of.
At this moment, Vechin and Tolek suddenly felt discouraged. After several attempts, he failed miserably just when he thought he had a chance to win. In the hearts of Vechin and Tolek, there was even a feeling that he could not do anything in his life.
The idea of defeating Lorraine.
Deipole held on to Vechin and Tolek's arm with all his strength, even his nails dug into his flesh. Vechin and Tolek suddenly shuddered, and then he realized what he was doing. He looked around in panic and saw what he saw.
They were all staring blankly at the orcs in the fierce battle with spells.
Vechin and Torek patted their heads impatiently, suddenly stood still, and shouted: "Attack, all attack, ballistas and trebuchets, hit me."
The roars of Vechin and Tolek were covered up by the rumbling spell explosions on the battlefield. The orcs were still stunned and did not react. Vechin and Tolek kicked over the messenger next to him and leaned over to grab him.
His collar shouted: "Blow the trumpet, attack."
The orderly soldier woke up, turned over, puffed up his cheeks, and blew the bugle "woo woo".
After hearing the sound of the trumpet, the orcs reacted. The trebuchets and ballistae from behind launched the attack first. Huge stones rolled and flew towards Nedel's city wall, but they only hit the ground in front of the city wall and rolled all the way on the ground.
It passed and finally hit the city wall.
As the crossbow bolts flew out, these crossbows controlled by the pirates hit accurately, and the crossbow bolts hit Nadel's city wall one after another.
The necromancer's black ball of light was now suppressed to the size of a person. It seemed that the necromancer could not hold on for much longer, and traces of white smoke also emerged from the necromancer's ball of light.
At this time, the beam of light suddenly disappeared. After losing its suppression, the black ball protecting the Necromancer suddenly exploded and turned into tiny black smoke floating in the air. The Necromancer also fell from the air to the ground.
Deibole and several men in black robes squeezed through the orcs' team, rushed to the necromancer, lifted him up and retreated back from the formation.
At the sound of "counterattack", the war machines on the wall of Nedel also activated their full strength, aiming at the orcs' siege machinery and smashing it.
The archer drew the strong bow in his hand and shot at the orcs.
On Nidel's city wall, protected by heavy armored warriors, Hilmeria's delicate body softened and fell backwards. Adele hurriedly took a step forward and hugged Hilmeria, looking at Hilmeria
Adele's face was pale and bloodless, and Adele said anxiously: "Ximei, Ximei, are you okay?"
Hilmeria opened her eyes weakly, looked at Adele who looked anxious, raised the corner of her mouth, and said with a forced smile: "I'm fine, I just used too much force."
Hilmeria's sweat had soaked her upper body clothes, and Adele felt that Hilmeria's body was now limp, and it looked like she had no strength at all.
Adele's eyes were red with anxiety and she said: "You are desperate for your life. You have only been promoted to red for a few days and you dare to use this kind of magic."
Hilmeria's chest kept rising and falling, and she was breathing rapidly. At this moment, she could only shake her head weakly to indicate that nothing was wrong.
Ignatz hurried over in armor, looked at Hilmeria who fell in Adele's arms, and said: "Miss, it's dangerous here. Please take the bishop back as soon as possible. It's good to have me here."