Rebirth of Wild Fire

The mechanical plane merchant followed Lu Yang and set up a magic circle on the hilltops on both sides of the front of the central fortress. A group of 100 mages stood on the square which was drawn by Luolaid, and flame crystals were placed on top of the square. The center of the formation.

Before all the formations were set up, the red light in the distorted time and space in the distance disappeared completely. At the same time, the warriors of the orcs, the scorpion humans and the fire demons hiding behind the high mountains 6 kilometers away, at the same time There was a bloodthirsty look.

Fire demon patriarch Magmat, Scorpion patriarch Coste, and Jackal Orc patriarch Zayeli are at the forefront of the team.

Magmat lowered his rocky face and looked at Zayeli and Coster. First, he said: "According to the predetermined plan, we will follow God's will and attack humanity together, hoping that our first cooperation can be achieved. God’s will, let us praise God’s greatness together."

This is a ritual that must be done before the war. They are to initiate a war on mankind on behalf of the gods, and they must pray piously to the gods in every battle.

Zayeli drew the sword and held it in both hands, and looked at the sky with a pious face. When he finished praying, he said loudly, "Bring sacrifices."

"Roar~!"

The roar of orc warriors rang out from behind. Hundreds of orc warriors lined up from the dense forest nearby. Eight of them carried a Tier 3 beast, including the fire lion king, the wild boar king, the wolf king, and the bison king. .

These beasts are alive and very strong. There are no visible scars on the outside. When they are carried over, they are struggling desperately, but no matter how hard they are, they can’t get rid of the blood trapping their limbs. Red halo.

When both Coster and Magmat saw this scene, their eyes became complicated. Magmat couldn't help but ask: "Your race has produced a godly shaman?"

With a three-point arrogance on his face, Zayeli said, "Not bad."

Divine Grace Shaman, a very special existence among the orcs, they are born to have soul communication with gods.

There are very few such shamans. A race of hundreds of thousands of people can only emerge after decades of reproduction. Once it appears, this race will stand out among the surrounding races.

The **** will teach the god's grace shaman a special kind of spell, called the shaman sacrifice technique, this kind of spell through the extraction of blood energy is extremely terrifying, can make the god's grace shaman exert a strength far beyond other ranks.

For example, the Divine Grace Shaman who passed through the warped time and space was only an early stage of the second stage, but the blood ring he released could easily imprison the third-order beasts, and it could last for so long.

Normally, a divine grace shaman, when he extracts enough blood energy, his strength is not weaker than a Tier 4 intermediate powerhouse, it just takes time.

Coster said: "No wonder the beast **** will send your race to participate in the war among the many orc races. It turns out that this is the reason."

God's grace shaman can communicate with beast gods on earth through sacrificial art. As long as the God's grace shaman does not die, the gods in another world can clearly know the current situation of the East China Sea and can give timely guidance.

Zayeli looked at the Shekou defensive position that was still shining far away, and deliberately said proudly: "Give me another two weeks, even if we don't go, God's grace shaman alone can destroy the Shekou defensive position. ."

With a trace of ferocity on his face, Coster said uncomfortably: "There is no need for God Shaman. Those weak human reptiles can only rely on the weapons made by their world to pose a slight threat to us. Tonight, I will Kill them all."

While talking, Coster's tail appeared on his shoulder, and the black poisonous needle on it looked chilling.

Zayeli guessed that Coster would say that. Looking at the sacrifice scene not far away, the sacrificial war dance composed of 12 jackal head orcs, 12 scorpion men and 12 fire demon warriors had begun.

The sacrificial war dance of the jackal-head orcs is a special sacrificial action of the red scepter placed on a table by the god-famous shaman. With their dance, the golden scepter emits a strong red light. The smell of blood made the Jackal Head Orcs become more and more excited.

The war dance of the Fire Demon Race consists of 12 powerful Fire Demon warriors kneeling on the ground, burning their bodies with full strength, and chanting ancient elemental spells in their mouths. When the spell is about to be completed, the Fire Demon warriors become extremely weak and collapsed. On the ground, all the Fire Demon Warriors felt the favor of the fire element, and it became easier to release fire spells.

The war dance of the Scorpion Human Race is a bit weird. They are a born-growth race and have nothing to do with the elements and gods. Therefore, they sacrifice to the earth. With the singing of the 12 Scorpion people, the black energy gradually covers their bodies. Under the night sky, they became more difficult to find.

The war dance of the three races is over. The warriors of the Jackal Head Orcs, Fire Demons and Scorpion Humans have gathered their weapons. 'S men.

"Roar~!" Zayeli roared first, raised his right arm and clenched his fist, and said: "People of the God of War, it is time for us to prove our bravery to the gods. You will follow me and let the glory of the gods Arriving on this continent, the enemy's corpse paved the way to honor~!"

"Roar~!" 30,000 orcs roared in unison.

Magmat burst into flames, looked at the people, and said loudly: "Children of Vulcan, use your flames to cleanse this dirty world~!"

"Roar~!" 30,000 Fire Demon Warriors roared in unison.

Coster's tail suddenly shook violently, his face was extremely sullen, his voice was distorted, and he shouted: "Destroy all enemies that stop us, punish this world~!"

"Roar~!" 30,000 Scorpion people roared in unison.

The three of Zayeli glanced at each other, knowing that morale was up and ready to attack, nodded to each other, and each gave orders. The 12 tribal fighters that had been prepared for a long time jumped onto the hillside at the same time, and cut off each of them. The head of the Beastmaster in front of him.

The heads of the Lion King and the Wolf King, which were more than ten meters long, fell to the ground with a thud. The neck as thick as a water tank sprayed out a lot of blood like a fountain.

"Orc Legion, go forward~!" Zayeli roared loudly.

"Roar~!"

Twenty thousand orcs out of the 30,000 orc warriors roared loudly at the same time. A row of fifty people walked toward the outside of the mountain in neat steps.

These ten thousand orcs are very special. They uniformly hold a purple star steel short knife in their left hand, and a purple star steel shield with a height of more than two meters in their right hand. Protected by the left and right sides.

The shields of the orcs in the first row are forward, and the shields of the orcs after the second row are in the air, forming an iron tortoise shell camp like the Roman army.

As the orcs walked out of the narrow valley, they gradually changed their formations on the flat road. The orcs in the back row gathered on both sides, and finally became a row of three hundred people, a total of 67 rows.

From a high point of view, it is a huge rectangular shield formation, with no dead ends at all up, down, left, and right. In this shield formation, scorpion people ran in continuously, and they stood beside the top shield orcs.