The orc berserkers were killing wildly.
It opened its mouth wide and revealed a ferocious and distorted smile comparable to that of a beast. The arms wielding the giant ax were almost a full circle thick. The swelling muscles were constantly wriggling, and the blood vessels as thick as small snakes twisted crazily under the skin. move.
Under the blessing of terrifying divine power, a tyrannical yet explosive force surged crazily within its body. Its mind was gradually shocked and lost its reason. It just wanted to rush into the crowd and destroy everything that didn't look good.
And behind the orc berserker's body, which had doubled in size, a phantom of an orc holding a warhammer and roaring upwards was clearly visible, just like the tribal flag flying around.
After receiving the blessing of divine power, the already violent orc berserker became even more unstoppable!
Its bare feet stomped on the ground with a thud, and every step it took would leave a crack-like pit in place. And every time it takes a step, the giant ax in its hand will swing quickly. Under the cutting of the ripples of terrifying power, no metal magic weapon can withstand the attack of a third-order orc berserker.
Seriously speaking, the power ripples inspired by the orc berserkers do not belong to any magical abilities, nor are they the combat skills inspired by knights or other fighters combined with life energy, but just a kind of berserk power!
The power of the orc berserker has reached 37 points at this time, which is already an invincible majestic divine power. At least within the plane, there are few equal powers that can match it.
Therefore, every time it swung the giant axe, the berserk force squeezed the air in front of the ax blade in the shortest possible time, compressing it into a kind of air ripples visible to the naked eye, and then blasted out. In this way, the orc berserker obviously did not have any long-range combat skills, but he also used his unparalleled divine power to create an alternative long-range attack.
This kind of air ripple may not be able to reach far, but within twenty or thirty meters, it is indestructible, violent and cheap!
Run all the way, destroy all the way!
In front of this third-level orc berserker, the first-level magic shooter is like a bunch of stick figures built with wooden sticks. The slightest touch will cause the ending to scatter and splatter. Not to mention blocking the opponent's progress, even delaying the opponent's speed is powerless.
In previous battles, metal magic 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 targets of being crushed.
The whole battle scene is brutal and tragic!
Although the orc berserker has fallen into a berserk state and lost his mind, he still knows that the biggest enemy in front of him is the human wizard in red robe with red hair and black eyes. So even though it was killing, its bloated and distorted body was still rushing towards Greem crazily.
For a third-order orc berserker, the distance of 100 meters only takes seven or eight seconds.
Almost in an instant, this orc berserker defeated the magic archer team and rushed to Greem.
And behind it, there were seventeen metal magic weapons lying in a haphazard manner, or cut in half, or slashed, or smashed to pieces, almost none of them were considered complete.
There are continuous explosions one after another!
Woo...
The gigantic ax roared fiercely, carrying one horizontal and three vertical, four air ripples suddenly hit Greem.
An attack of this intensity cannot be resisted by magic protection alone.
This is also one of the main reasons why most spellcasters don't like close combat with fighters!
Most of the spells inspired by the caster, even those single-body spells, only slightly condensed the elemental power. When the spell erupts, it still belongs to a kind of divergent power.
But all fighters can condense their own power and then condense it, even if it is stimulated, it will not disperse, and the power will always gather at one point. This also endows the fighters with a strange 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 melee attack from a combatant of the same level.
Therefore, when he faced a berserk blow from a third-order orc berserker, he immediately jumped out without hesitation.
Hitomi burst into flames.
As the fire ring exploded, Greem's tall body emerged in another open space a hundred meters away.
And at the same place, Mary scolded, turned into a blood shadow as fast as a ghost, and frantically strangled with that orc berserker.
It was said to be strangled, but it was actually a one-sided attack by the orc berserkers, while Mary was dodging frantically.
Since raising her own strength to the second-level high-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 had 37 points of strength, his agility was only 18 points at most. This kind of data may maintain a crushing posture when facing 1st-level creatures, but when it faces the blood queen Mary whose agility is as high as 27 points, that kind of violent attack cannot catch up with Mary's swift figure. .
However, Mary circled the orc berserker countless times, and tried countless times with the super corrosive blood claws, but she still couldn't penetrate the invisible life force field outside the opponent's body.
In the world of high demons, such invisible and intangible things as spirit and life can form a terrifying force if they are thick enough to a certain extent. Especially when the life energy is huge enough to distort the space and the magnetic field, an invisible life barrier will appear.
Outside of the vitality field, Mary can also rely on her super high agility to dodge the opponent's clumsy and violent attacks. But once she breaks into the opponent's life force field, any hesitation or mistake may bring a terrible disaster to herself.
With the attack power of a Tier 3 orc berserker, as long as she hits solidly, Mary can only be crushed to pieces and her whole body exploded. Although such an attack might not be able to kill her at once, but that kind of terrible pain is something she is absolutely unwilling to taste!
And the battle between Mary and the orc berserker also made the scene a mess.
Wherever the violent air ripples passed, the crimson wizards avoided one after another, even metal magic weapons!
And a hundred meters away, Greem roared, and three terrifying Balrogs with a height of 6 meters rose from the ground, once again becoming the focus of everyone's attention.
"kill… "
With a deep and muffled roar, Greem, who had turned into a Balrog, issued an attack order, and a large number of magic archers and shield guards stepped on the ruins and rushed from all directions, charging towards the last remnants of the orc army.
And among the metal army charging bravely, the huge and ferocious figure of the third-level brontosaurus looked particularly eye-catching.
Seeing this high-level magical creature that should have only stayed in the legend, the violent will of the orc berserker suddenly stagnated, and his irrational mind was suppressed by the mighty dragon's might that came to his face, and there was even a sign of turning around .
However, under the influence of the orc's savage and violent soul nature, the orc berserker still roared and launched a death charge at the third-order brontosaurus...
The battle ended after half an hour.
Unsurprisingly, the remnants of the orcs were beaten to the ground by the swarming army of magic weapons, leaving a mess of casualties. The battle was not over until the last orc warrior standing in front of the temple was defeated.
When Greem's tall, flaming body transformed into a Balrog appeared in front of the temple gate, three thin and withered orc shamans stood in front of him tremblingly.
An orc shaman of 1.8 meters may not be too low for a human being, but for a 6-meter-tall Huoman, he is as small as a dwarf next to a giant.
Greem lowered his head, stared coldly at the orc shamans in front of him with pupils burning with bright yellow flames, and taunted in a loud and proud voice: "One 2nd-level and two 1st-level...why, you still plan to use Is your own tiny body blocking me?"
The whole day and night of prayer rituals had obviously exhausted the physical strength and energy of the three orc shamans, but what made them feel even more desperate was that they were still unable to contact the great beast god. As if some kind of powerful interference had been received, the Temple of the Beast had lost the necessary connection with the main temple far away in Pompeii, not to mention Arug, the God of the Beast, who was superior in communication.
Without the blessing of the beast god's glory, the strength of the orc warriors attenuated significantly during the battle. If it wasn't for the Beast God Hall's accumulated power of faith to barely protect the surrounding area, even this hall would have collapsed under the violent bombardment just now.
Now, the only Tier 3 orc berserker in the city has fallen into a pool of blood, and the Tier 3 Thunder Dragon who fought against him is also scarred, but is recovering quickly under the wizard's careful treatment. As for the other orcs, they either died in battle or their limbs were severed, and it was no longer difficult to protect the safety of the temple.
At this moment, the only thing that can stop the enemy's advance in Maklen City is their three "old, weak, sick and disabled" orc shamans!
"Evil intruders, as long as you can leave here, we will not hold you accountable for the crimes you have committed..." a skinny and dry old orc shaman who looked like an old man shouted hoarsely.
Its bony body was covered with black and purple life spots, and it just said a few words loudly, and it was already panting, and its chest made a strange noise, like a set of old-fashioned bellows being pulled.
Even if you just look at it with your eyes, you can tell that this old guy is dying.
However, the orc's bravery and glory surging in its body still forced it to stand upright in front of the tall fireman, using its thin body to block the opponent's progress.
"Hold it? Hahaha..." Greem looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world: "You may not have heard clearly just now, so let me tell you again... We are not here to invade you..."
"We are here to destroy this place!"
As the loud and loud roar resounded in the hall, Greem slapped down the ferociously flaming lava with his big hand...