When Greem came to the long-lost guard hall again, everyone's attitude towards him changed subtly.
Even the sixth-level wizard Grissom looked at Greem with a trace of approval and appreciation. After all, Greem was from his team, Greem was able to kill a god clone, even he was honored!
The magic tide is coming to an end.
Once the magic power ebbs, those plane gaps that were opened due to the impact of the magic tide will automatically close one after another. At that time, if you want to break into a certain plane, you will have to spend more effort to break through the barriers of the plane.
Perhaps it was because of these factors that the battle between wizards and orc gods became more intense.
The two sides are attacking and defending in countless planes, and the frequency of triggering battles is becoming more and more frequent. Along with this, the chances of the great wizards being dispatched also began to increase significantly, and the casualties on both sides increased linearly.
In such a chaotic quagmire of war, the more powerful an individual is, the more spoils he can gain.
The wizards are frantically snatching artifacts, godheads, divinity, and crystallization of divine power. Some more powerful wizards can even strip off the priesthood of the fallen gods and make them into wizardry with special power...
In contrast, the gods are constantly hunting wizards.
Whether it is the power of rules in the body of a regular wizard, or the immortal body of a body refining wizard, or the blood power of a bloodline wizard... no matter which one is a super-level top-level resource, it can become a high-level artifact in the hands of a god. Material.
In particular, the immortal souls of great wizards are a necessary resource for concocting high-level petitioners!
The battle between the wizards and the orc pantheon is more like a hunt between two different high-level biological groups. It only consumes cannon fodder and low-level subordinates, and the ultimate profit can only be the upper-ranking person who controls the development of the battle. core power.
Greem, as a helpless and lonely pawn in the wizarding camp, must have more and more effective cards if he wants to survive the collision of two huge forces and successfully absorb the nourishment of the loser to grow.
Fortunately, even if he is just a chess piece, he is also a very useful and superior chess piece. In this way, you don't have to worry about being ruthlessly abandoned or exchanged by the superiors!
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As the end of the magic tide draws near, the probability of the strongest fierce battle between the wizard and the orc pantheon is also rising linearly.
The battlefields of the various small and medium planes began to shrink strategically, and the gathered vitality was slowly poured into the three large planes, and there was a tendency to turn them into plane battlefields, where the winner would be determined in one battle.
In this process, large and small encounters, ambushes, offensive and defensive warfare, sneak attacks and counter-sneak attacks are also constantly being staged. The high-level forces of both sides are dispatched frequently, and the probability and intensity of collisions are gradually increasing.
On the fifth day after Greem returned to the duty hall, he waited for the news of the battle again.
This time the mission was even simpler and more brutal.
Raided an orc temple located in the plane of Mutas, led by a Tier 6 wizard.
It was still the usual collection of wizards, and it was still the usual ultra-long-distance teleportation across planes. When Greem and others teleported into the Mutas plane, what was waiting for them was a tired looking team with a body and equipment full of blood. It's the Wizard Squad of Dust and Battlescar.
This is a small depression in the middle of the wild mountains.
At this time, the night is low and the sky is full of stars and quiet.
The wizard team lit a bonfire, gathered in front of the exquisite and perfect teleportation array, and bowed down to welcome the arrival of the great wizards.
all...
Continuous teleportation light resounded in the teleportation array.
In the blinding white light, phantoms of different shapes slowly emerged, and gradually condensed into real bodies.
It seems that something that should not have appeared here has been sensed, and the consciousness of the plane is slowly gathering strength. The dark clouds in the sky were blown away by the howling wind, and the bright and flawless moonlight fell on the great wizards through the peaks and impenetrable branches.
For a moment, the moonlight was like blood, and the world was filled with chills!
As soon as he completed the ultra-long-distance cross-plane teleportation and stepped out of the teleportation array, Greem sensed the overwhelming malice from the plane.
The plane void around his body seemed to have opened up a series of cracks, and an astonishing number of law chains wandered out from inside, extending straight to Greem's body.
Greem let out a muffled snort, and a cloud of red light gathered by his side, turning into a regular silk thread that could not stop wandering and winding, cutting off and shredding the chains of laws extending towards him one by one, so that there was nothing wrong with it. Let the power of the plane law here invade your body.
Like Greem, the other five great wizards, including the 6th-level wizard, also gathered special witchcraft power around them to fight against the laws of the plane here.
It's just that the more you fight, the stronger the power condensed from the consciousness of the plane will be!
Like Greem, several rule wizards in the team with not-so-good physiques all had expressions of strain on their faces.
"Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life! I have seen you, my lords..."
The wizard team gathered here is almost all Tier 4, and the only Tier 3 in the team is the talisman master who built the teleportation array. Seeing the successful arrival of the great wizards, the wizard captain hurried forward and bowed to salute.
The sixth-level great wizard quickly stabilized his body, opened his eyes and scanned his surroundings, and immediately retracted his huge mental power, taking everything within a radius of tens of miles under his control.
"You have completed your mission very well! After returning this time, the headquarters will reward you greatly..."
It's no wonder that the sixth-level great wizards praised them so much. They were able to break into a medium-sized orc god system belief plane with a team of less than ten people.
Such a 'great achievement' cannot be overstated no matter how much it is praised and praised!
"My lord, this is the world map and the power distribution map here. We have also marked the location of the main temple of the God of Slaughter requested by the headquarters on the map. In addition, multiple orc indigenous teams have been chasing after us. The nearest two The branch is less than a hundred miles away from here..." The head wizard is obviously also a shrewd and capable person, and the whole task has been completed perfectly.
"Very good!" The 6th-level great wizard was overjoyed when he heard the words, and said, "You don't need to work hard anymore. Stay here to guard this teleportation array, and you will be able to move freely after seven days! Before leaving , we will wipe out all threatening targets around..."
After saying that, the sixth-level great wizard took out a few purple vials from his waist pocket and threw them to Greem and the others, saying in a low voice, "Drink it up! With this, as long as you don't overuse your strength, you don't have to take your time." I have endured the torment of plane suppression..."
Greem took the purple bottle, pushed open the small cork at the front with his thumb, and immediately smelled the smell of witchcraft inside. Inside the purple bottle is a small tube of dark liquid, which immediately boils and becomes active as soon as it touches the breath outside.
"Drip, after preliminary testing, the target is a level 5 witch medicine, which contains the original breath of the plane... After the subject drinks it, it will use the special breath of the plane to cover the outsider's identity, thereby avoiding the suppression of the consciousness of the plane..." The chip is very The test results are projected soon.
Um? Unexpectedly, such a witchcraft can be developed by the headquarters...
While thinking secretly, Greem raised his neck and drank the potion.
After swallowing the potion, a breath of vicissitudes unique to the orc plane came out, and the laws of the plane wrapped around Greem's body retreated immediately. Even the plane consciousness that has been suppressed in his heart full of maliciousness has slowly dissipated.
"This is the world map here, you all remember it! Sara, Colin, you two go straight to the orc temple with me. Greem, Rick, clean up the ants around the teleportation array, and rush there as soon as possible Meet us at the main temple... Let's go!" After that, the sixth-level wizard Briel raised his hand and released a sixth-level junior storm giant, allowing it to hold himself and the other two giants. The wizard slowly rose into the sky and flew towards a certain place in the southwest.
Several great wizards suddenly got into the interior of the Mutas plane, which must have aroused the vigilance of the orcs. It's just that it was obviously unexpected for the wizards to send such a powerful force to directly raid the main temple of the orc plane.
As long as Greem and the others act fast enough and strike hard enough, the gods on the orc side will probably be destroyed before they even have time to descend. Once the main temple is breached, those orc gods will not be able to travel hundreds of millions of miles to bite them even if they hate them so much.
Before coming, the wizard headquarters has already investigated.
The Mutas plane mainly believes in the god of killing, Garon Arkadas, and is one of its seven important medium-faith planes. Once this place is destroyed, Garon Arkadas' combat power will definitely be greatly affected in the short term.
In this way, the 7th-level great wizards will have more chances of winning and room for display when facing this 7th-level orc killing god!
Seeing that the sixth-level great wizard Brielle had left with his two companions, Greem couldn't help but cast his gaze on the leading wizard.
"There are two groups of enemies that are chasing us closely. One is an orc team from Pierpont City. The leader is a fourth-level high-level berserker... They are in this direction!" The leader wizard introduced, while Turning around, he pointed out the general location: "The other team is a powerful team sent from Stormy Cliff, led by a fourth-level high-level tracker...their location is probably here!"
For the two orcs, the 4th rank in the team must be indispensable, but for the remaining Greem and Great Wizard Rick, everything is an ant!
"Which one do you choose?" Greem smiled indifferently.
"I'll just choose that Berserker! I hope it will satisfy me..." The Grand Wizard Rick also smiled coldly, his whole body suddenly turned into a puff of black smoke and went underground, disappearing in the out of the field.
Greem didn't speak anymore, and his whole body suddenly turned into a scattered flame.
With a bang, it appeared at the end of the sky.
When several wizards moved their eyes to his new location, another fire ring was slowly spreading there, and Greem had already fled far away.