Blackstone Valley, the open valley in front of Avendeldan City, is filled with the charred corpses of orcs. There are still residual fires burning, making crackling sounds, and tongues of fire swaying in the wind.
The dwarves and elves stood in line on the city wall, holding their longbows and warhammers tightly, quietly waiting for the enemy's arrival.
"Compatriots, allies
At this moment, the fate of Avendeldan is in our hands, and even the situation on the Fianso continent will be changed by this great war.
If we succeed, what you do will surely go down in history! ”
Ed's voice was steady and powerful, and every word was sonorous, echoing on the city wall lined with flags.
The dwarf king raised his war hammer high, and his powerful aura overflowed, "For order and justice! Avendeldan will never fall!"
"For order and justice!"
At this moment, both dwarves and elves all raised their weapons and let out earth-shattering shouts. Even the golden dragon on the top of the city tower raised its head and roared softly.
At this moment, Rhea clenched the silver sword in her hand and looked into the distance with a solemn expression, frowning slightly.
"This is."
With the powerful perception ability of the legendary paladin, she was keenly aware that she felt the ground shaking slightly and a noisy sound coming from the distance.
She picked up the crystal pendant hanging around her neck, and ripples appeared on the water of the holy tree contained in it.
"It seems that the group of orcs are coming. I hope that we can successfully complete the mission of Her Majesty Catherine this time."
And soon, the tremors became more obvious. The entire Blackstone Mountains seemed to be shaking, and there was a rumbling sound from the ground.
Pieces of gravel rolled down from the cliff, and even the dwarf warriors could easily detect it.
"Moradin on top"
"What's that sound?"
"You, do you feel it? That's not an illusion, the earth is shaking!"
The dwarf king Ed felt the bloody breath coming towards him and shouted loudly: "It's the orcs, the orc army is coming!
The whole army is on standby! Be prepared to resist the enemy's attack! ”
The sentry standing on the tower looked into the distance, his mouth suddenly opened wide, his eyes filled with shock: "Du, Du Ma is the one above"
I saw overwhelming dust smoke and blood mist appearing in the distance, almost filling the field of vision.
Then the orcs poured out of it like a mottled torrent, occupying most of the valley, with countless violent beasts running wantonly. And in the dust and smoke, the orcs continued to pour out, one after another.
At this moment, a huge legion of hundreds of thousands of orc warriors came out.
Compared with the vanguard army led by Monk last time, this time the orc army was larger in scale and far more powerful than before.
"Woo——"
The orcs raised their heads and blew their yellowed horns, made from the thigh bones of their foes. Suddenly, the bone horn made a long and low sound, like the roar of a giant beast.
Orc light cavalry galloped on the battlefield, waving their spears, drawing their short bows, and letting out loud war cries.
The warg under his crotch also exhaled a fishy breath and let out a manic howl. The pair of triangular eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes and flickered with ghostly light.
——This is the vanguard of the Orc Legion, the Warg Light Cavalry. They can rely on their flexibility to attract firepower and take the opportunity to consume the defenders on the city wall.
However, on the towering city wall of Avendeldan, the elves in silver light armor all drew long bows in their hands, pointing the arrow tips to the sky.
"Whoosh——"
Suddenly, countless arrows pierced the air like comets, leaving beautiful silver arcs in the sky, shooting at the orcs.
The longbows of the elves are not ordinary weapons, but strange objects with magical power. The arrows they shoot are all accompanied by a dazzling silver light.
When they came to the sky above the orcs, these arrows suddenly exploded and turned into silver arrows that filled the sky.
These arrows of light poured down in the sky, like a violent storm, shooting at the orcs densely.
"Ah!"
"It's the magic arrow of the elves!"
"These damn long ears, I'm going to peel off their scalps and sacrifice them -"
The elves' arrows have a tracking effect, and even the agile warg light cavalry can't avoid this rain of arrows.
Almost every light arrow accurately shot into the chest of the orcs, piercing their beating hearts.
For a time, the howls, screams and curses of the orcs filled the battlefield. Hundreds of orc cavalry lay dead on the battlefield, their lives easily taken away.
Ed looked at the corpses scattered all over the place in the distance, with a happy expression on his face, and clapped his hands: "Well, you are worthy of being the elite of Selenia! It is indeed extraordinary!"
The elves once again drew their silver bows and pointed them at the sky to accumulate strength. The dazzling silver light spread and almost enveloped the entire city wall.
The orc officer brandished his scimitar and shouted angrily: "Where is our orc spellcaster? Block me from the pointed-eared arrows!"
"Great Father God."
"You are the invincible conqueror, please give us shelter from the enemy's spears and arrows"
Shamans smeared with blood-colored runes were suspended in mid-air, raising scepters made of bones, and reciting ancient and long sacrificial speeches.
"Shua——"
The blood-colored thick fog in the air continued to surge and gradually gathered, forming an extremely wide red curtain in front of the orc army.
The elves' arrows came through the air again, but were blocked by the barrier. Before they could get close to the orcs, they all fell to the ground feebly.
At the same time, the orcs' counterattacks also followed.
"Fragile pointed ears"
On the hillside, a noble "Eye of Gruumsh" drew a long bow engraved with runes, and the desire to kill surged in his one eye.
"Shua——"
Accompanied by the explosion of the air being torn apart, a pitch-black arrow carrying a bloody hurricane came through the air across a distance of thousands of meters.
"Not good!"
The elf archer's expression changed suddenly, and he wanted to dodge, but he could no longer avoid the arrow, which was faster than the sound.
He felt a powerful wind blowing through him, his abdomen was instantly penetrated, severe pain was felt, and the internal organs in his body were thrown into a ball.
"Bang!"
The elf's tall body also flew backwards under the huge inertia, hitting the city wall behind him heavily, and blood was smeared all over the ground.
A noble pure-blood elf archer was nailed to death by arrows from a thousand meters away, without even a chance to struggle.
Rhea's face darkened. Every member of this team is an absolute elite and a loyal follower of Her Majesty Catherine.
If the followers of Silver Moon are lost here, it will definitely have a huge impact on the Queen's future plan to capture the Holy Tree and regain the power of Serenia.
She will never allow this to happen!
Thinking of this, Rhea turned to look at the elf mage in robes and ordered: "Seymour, do your best to protect our people." "Yes, Lord Rhea."
The mage named "Seymour" nodded. He raised the staff made of trees in his hand and chanted the spell in a low voice. The moonstone on the top of the staff emitted a soft light.
He gradually floated into the air, his white robe fluttering behind him.
Suddenly, a huge barrier of light gradually formed above the city wall of Avendeldan, which was about to envelop all the elves.
That is the seven-ring spell unique to the Elf Kingdom - [Serenya's Brilliant Barrier]!
"Whoosh——"
At this moment, there was another ear-piercing sonic boom in the distance, and another black arrow shot through the sky, streaking across the sky like a meteorite.
At this moment, Seymour has not finished constructing the spell and is still suspended in mid-air, and the target of this black arrow is himself!
"Don't even think about it!"
Rhea gave a sharp shout, and she suddenly waved the silver sword in her hand. The twilight light flew out from the blade and went straight towards the arrow.
In just an instant, the light exploded, and the arrow turned into a ball of burnt black powder.
Finally, Seymour's spell construction was completed, and the glorious barrier enveloped the walls of Avendeldan, resisting all external attacks.
The dwarves turned the winches, started the trebuchets, and threw barrels filled with gunpowder and spirits into the crowd of orcs.
Those wooden barrels either hit the barrier or exploded in the air, killing a large number of orcs.
The orc light cavalry galloped around the battlefield, dodging the overwhelming arrows and looking for opportunities to shoot down the defenders on the city wall.
At the same time, the elven mages also raised their staffs, showing Serenia's thousands of years of magical heritage.
Scorching flying flames, extremely cold ice cones, and sacred flames fell from the sky and fell into the crowd of orcs. Various magical auras complemented each other and appeared above the city wall.
Deaths occurred one after another on the battlefield, but because the orc army had not yet approached the walls of Avendeldan, their casualties were far more than those of the dwarves.
In just a moment, the orc light cavalry at the front lost nearly 3,000 men, and their corpses littered the battlefield.
"Death is by no means the end. Those who died bravely in battle will obtain eternal life in the realm of God the Father - the kingdom of Nishak!
Orc warriors, continue the charge! To regain the world for the great orc clan! ”
The strong and loud voice of the warlord echoed on the battlefield. Even though there were heavy casualties on the front line, there were still a steady stream of orc light cavalry.
In fact, as the orcs believe, if they fight well and bring glory to their tribe, Gruumsh will carry their souls into the realm of Nyshak, the realm of Shura Field.
There they would spend their afterlife among Gruumsh's armies, fighting in constant, interdimensional wars for supremacy and battling the goblin gods.
But little did they know that every night, the orc warriors of Nishak's realm would engage in devastating battles, abandoning diplomacy and engaging in bloody carnage from within, while Gruumsh would watch with interest from his steel fortress.
What is even more sad is that there is pain in the country, but there is no death. All creatures will be reborn at sunset, and the weak orcs can only be killed again and again, and life is worse than death.
But at this moment, the orcs were still particularly yearning for the kingdom of Nishak. They raised their weapons and shouted excitedly.
"For the great Father God!"
"Long live the orcs! We will live forever!"
Behind the orc light cavalry, the main force of the orc legion was advancing steadily. They stepped over the corpses of their own people, and the distance between them and the city wall of Avendeldan became increasingly short.
The violent beasts charged in spite of the rain of arrows, with half-beast giants and ogres carrying huge bone shields in front, followed by tens of thousands of orc infantry.
In the sky, giant eagles and vultures domesticated by the orcs circled back and forth, roaring, as well as manticores, wyverns and other monsters attracted by the blood mist.
At the rear of the huge army, Batu Skullbreaker stood on the towering back of the wasteland land dragon, looking at Avendel Dan not far away.
The huge golden dragon appeared on the city tower, fluttering its wings and swaying its thick tail. It seemed to be ready to attack the orcs at any time.
The orc chief lowered his head and muttered to himself, almost crushing the fangs in his mouth: "The damn golden-skinned reptile...how could it appear here! As long as this golden dragon is here, it will be difficult for our troops to attack Go up the city wall.
You have to take advantage of the moment of relaxation to solve it! ”
Suddenly, Batu's expression became more ferocious, and there was a cruel light in his right eye.
He stretched out his hand and said in a fierce tone: "Nasu, take back my blood spear."
"Okay."
The old shaman groped in the void and took out a folded piece of dried animal skin. He unfolded the animal skin, took out the spear, and then carefully handed it to Batu.
"Haha, you are more comfortable, my old friend..."
Batu took the spear and gently stroked the rough surface. The spear was quite old and stained with blood. It had penetrated the beating hearts of countless enemies and even killed a powerful Titan.
At this moment, the orc chief took out this murder weapon again, with only one target - the nosy golden dragon that blocked their plan of conquest.
Batu clenched his spear and looked at the golden dragon in the distance with the eyes of a prey, with a fanatical smile on his face.
He put the spear on his forehead, closed his eyes, and prayed in a low voice: "O great Father God...
The supreme one-eyed one, the watcher, the one who never sleeps, your humble heir wants to remove the obstacles to the orcs' conquest, please give me the power to kill! ”
"Boom!"
Thunder suddenly rang out, shaking the valley.
Batu suddenly opened his eyes, and the only remaining right eye revealed a thrilling bloody light. Immediately afterwards, thick blood mist billowed out from the eye socket, gradually wrapping the spear.
On his forehead, the one-eyed rune blinked as if alive, revealing an extremely vicious gaze.
"Thank you, Father God...
In return, I will sacrifice your most precious sacrifice - the city of Avendeldan! There are also the heads of dwarves, elves and even golden dragons! ”
Feeling the abundant and violent power in his hands, the orc suddenly laughed ferociously, spitting out smelly white smoke. He clenched the blood spear in his hand, and the veins on his arms protruded like the roots of an old tree.
"Golden Dragon——
Standing in front of the orc army is the biggest mistake you will make in your life! "The thunder was rolling and the wind was howling. Batu Skullbreaker raised the blood spear and ran for nearly a hundred meters. He used all his strength and threw the blood spear with a roar.
"Boom!"
In an instant, the air was suddenly torn apart, emitting shrill wails and screams. The sky seemed to be torn apart by a sharp blade, and a narrow dark red scar appeared.
The sky is bleeding!
And the blood spear soared into the sky, creating a perfect arc across a distance of several thousand meters. With terrifying power, it dragged endless blood and headed straight towards the huge golden dragon, leaving traces of it. Forming a giant spear thousands of meters long.
The dwarves and elves raised their heads in panic. Between trance and fear, they seemed to see a burly one-eyed orc hundreds of meters tall. He held a giant spear in his hand and stabbed the golden dragon with a grin.
This is the power of Gruumsh!
In their eyes, even the thirty-meter-long golden dragon seemed so small and vulnerable in the face of this majestic power.
"Lord Titus, be careful!"
Rhea stood with her sword straight, feeling the oncoming fishy wind. She ignored her disheveled silver hair and warned loudly.
"Roar——"
At this moment, the roar of the giant dragon sounded, even covering up the roar of the blood spear.
The dwarves, elves and orcs on the battlefield all raised their heads and focused their gazes. They saw on the top of the tower, with the sound of rocks, the huge golden dragon waved its wings and soared into the sky, setting off gusts of wind. (End of chapter)