The Wizarding Age

The orc berserkers were killing like crazy.

It opened its mouth to reveal a ferocious and twisted smile comparable to that of a beast. The arms wielding the giant ax were almost a full circle thicker. The bulging muscles were constantly squirming, and the blood vessels as thick as small snakes were twisting crazily under the skin. move.

With the blessing of terrifying divine power, a violent but explosive force surged crazily within its body. Its mind was gradually shocked and it lost its mind. It just wanted to rush into the crowd and destroy everything that was not pleasing to the eye.

Behind the body of the orc berserker, which had doubled in size, a phantom of an orc holding a war hammer and roaring toward the sky was clearly visible, just like the hunting and flying tribal flag.

After receiving the blessing of divine power, the originally violent orc berserker became even more unstoppable!

Its bare feet made a thumping sound on the ground, leaving a crack-shaped pit in place with each step it took. And every time it takes a step, the giant ax in its hand will swing rapidly. Cut by the terrifying power ripples, no metal magic weapon can withstand the attack of the third-level orc berserker.

Seriously speaking, in fact, the power ripples inspired by the orc berserkers do not belong to any magic powers, nor are they a combat skill inspired by knights or other warriors combined with life energy, but just a violent force!

The power of the orc berserker has reached 37 points at this time, which is already an indestructible and majestic power. At least within the plane, there are few equal forces that can match it.

Therefore, every time it swings the giant axe, the violent force crazily squeezes the air in front of the ax blade in the shortest possible time, compressing it into an air ripple visible to the naked eye, and then stirring it out. In this way, the orc berserker obviously does not have any long-range combat skills, but he also uses his unparalleled divine power to create an alternative long-range attack.

This kind of air ripple may not reach far, but within twenty or thirty meters, it is indestructible, violent and cheap!

Running all the way, destroying everything along the way!

In front of this level 3 orc berserker, the level 1 magic shooter is like a pile of stick figures built with wooden sticks. The slightest touch will cause them to scatter in all directions. Not to mention blocking the opponent's progress, even slowing down the opponent's speed is beyond its power.

In past battles, metal magical weapons with only level 1 strength always relied on their powerful strength and indestructible body to crush the enemy. But after meeting this orc berserker today, they also became the target of being crushed.

The entire battle scene is fierce and tragic!

Although the orc berserker has fallen into a violent state and is unconscious, it still knows that the biggest enemy in front of it is the human wizard wearing a red robe with red hair and black eyes. So even though it was going on a killing spree, its swollen and twisted body was still charging towards Greem crazily.

For a level 3 orc berserker, it only takes seven or eight seconds to cover a distance of 100 meters.

Almost instantly, the orc berserker killed the team of magic archers and rushed to Greem's eyes.

Behind it, seventeen metal magical weapons lay in a heap, some were cut in half, some were slashed diagonally, or some were shattered into pieces. Almost none of them was still intact.

There were continuous explosions!

Woo...

The giant ax roared in the fierce wind, carrying one horizontal and three vertical waves, and four air ripples suddenly hit Greem.

An attack of this intensity cannot be resisted by witchcraft protection alone.

This is also the main reason why most spellcasters don't like to fight in close combat with warriors!

Most of the spells activated by the caster, even those single-target spells, only slightly condense the elemental power. When the spell breaks out, it is still a divergent power.

However, all warriors are able to condense their own power and then condense it again. Even if it is stimulated, it will not disperse, and the power will always gather at one point. This also gives the warriors a unique defense-breaking ability that far exceeds that of spellcasters!

As a level 2, the lava shield summoned by Greem may be able to block 2-3 witchcraft attacks from wizards of the same level, but it cannot block a close attack from a warrior of the same level.

Therefore, when he faced a violent blow from a level 3 orc berserker, he immediately jumped out without hesitation.

Hitomi heard a burst of fire.

As the ring of fire exploded, Greem's tall body emerged in another open space a hundred meters away.

And on the spot, Mary screamed, turned into a blood shadow as fast as a ghost, and strangled the orc berserker crazily.

It was said to be strangulation, but it was actually a one-sided attack by the orc berserker, while Mary was dodging frantically.

Since upgrading her strength to the second level of advanced level, Mary has encountered many powerful enemies one after another. Mary has accumulated some tactics and means to deal with high-level enemies.

Although the orc berserker in front of him has a strength of 37 points, its agility is only 18 points at most. Such data may keep it in a crushing state when facing a level 1 creature, but when it faces Blood Queen Mary, whose agility is as high as 27 points, the violent and unparalleled attack can't keep up with Mary's swift figure. .

However, Mary circled around the orc berserker countless times and tried countless times with her super corrosive blood claws, but she still could not penetrate the invisible life force field outside the opponent's body.

In the high magic world, invisible and intangible things like spirit and life, if they are dense enough, can also form a terrible force. Especially when the life energy is huge enough to distort space and magnetic field, an invisible life barrier will appear.

Outside the life force field, Mary can still dodge the opponent's clumsy and violent attacks with her super high agility. But once she breaks into the opponent's life force field, any hesitation and mistake may bring her a terrible disaster.

With the attack power of the third-level orc berserker, as long as she hits it, Mary will only end up with a broken body and a whole body bursting. Although such an attack may not be able to kill her at once, the terrible pain is something she is absolutely unwilling to taste!

The battle between Mary and the orc berserker also made the scene a mess.

Wherever the violent air ripples passed, the crimson wizards avoided them one after another, and even the metal magic machines could not avoid them!

A hundred meters away, Grimm roared, and three terrifying fire demons as high as 6 meters rose from the ground, becoming the focus of everyone's attention again.

"Kill..."

With a low and muffled roar, Grimm, who turned into a fire demon, issued an attack order. A large number of magic archers and shield defenders trampled on the ruins and rushed from all directions, charging towards the last remnants of the orcs.

Among the bravely charging metal army, the huge and ferocious figure of the third-level thunder dragon looked particularly eye-catching.

Seeing this high-level magical creature that should have only remained in the legend, the violent will of the orc berserker suddenly stagnated, and the irrational mind was suppressed by the mighty dragon power that came to him, and there was a sign of turning back.

However, under the influence of the savage and violent soul nature of the orcs, the orc berserker still roared and launched a death charge against the third-level thunder dragon Arms...

The battle ended half an hour later.

As expected, the remaining orc army was beaten to pieces by the swarming magic army, and there were many casualties. The battle came to an end only when the last orc warrior who stood firm in front of the temple was defeated.

When Grimm, who had transformed into a tall flaming body of a fire demon, appeared in front of the temple, three skinny and withered orc shamans trembled and blocked him.

An orc shaman of 1.8 meters may not be short for humans, but for a 6-meter tall fire man, he was as small as the dwarves next to a giant.

Grimm lowered his head, his eyes burning with bright yellow flames stared coldly at the orc shamans in front of him, and mocked in a grand and arrogant voice: "One level 2 and two level 1... What, are you still going to use your tiny bodies to stop me?"

The prayer ceremony for a whole day and night had obviously exhausted the physical strength and energy of the three orc shamans, but what made them even more desperate was that they could not contact the great beast god. As if being disturbed by some powerful interference, the Beast God Temple and the main temple far away in Pompeii City have lost the necessary connection, not to mention the communication with the high Beast God.

Without the blessing of the glory of the Beast God, the orc warriors' strength was greatly reduced during the battle. If it were not for the fact that the Beast God Temple had accumulated some faith power and barely protected the surroundings, I am afraid that even this temple would have collapsed in the fierce bombardment just now.

Now, the only level 3 orc berserker in the city has fallen in a pool of blood, and the level 3 thunder dragon that fought against it is also scarred, but is recovering quickly under the careful treatment of the wizard. As for the other orcs, they were either killed in battle or had their limbs broken, and it was difficult for them to protect the safety of the temple.

At this moment in Marklen City, the only ones who can stop the enemy's advance are the three "old, weak, sick and disabled" orc shamans!

"Evil invaders, as long as you can leave here, we can forgive the crimes you have committed..." An old orc shaman, thin and dry like a human old man, shouted at the top of his lungs.

Its skinny body was covered with black and purple age spots. Just a few loud words made it pant and its chest hummed, like a set of old-fashioned bellows.

Even if you only look at it with your eyes, you can tell that this old guy is not going to die soon.

But the orc bravery and glory surging in its body still forced it to stand upright in front of the tall fire man, using its thin body to block the other party's progress.

"Investigate? Hahaha..." Grimm laughed up to the sky, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world: "You may not have heard it clearly just now, so I'll tell you again... We are not here to invade you..."

"We are here to destroy this seat!"

As a loud roar sounded in the hall, Grimm's lava hand burning with fierce flames slapped down...