Dry Water City has become the most eye-catching place in the entire Johnson Plane at this moment.
Not only those strong orcs, but even the kings of alien races hidden in the deep mountains and old forests also cast their concerned eyes.
Through the strange laws of the plane, all the powerhouses of Johnson's plane have clearly understood the true intention of these witches breaking into this place.
Eroding the origin of the plane, corrupting the laws of the plane, and destroying the consciousness of the plane...
This group of damned witches dared to destroy the entire plane of Johnson!
If the witches just want to invade the Johnson plane, then this war is also a battle for plane dominance between witches and orcs. The oppression of other alien races by the orcs is so miserable that it is absolutely impossible to intervene in it.
But now the witches intend to destroy the Johnson plane. This is a big issue related to the survival of all the creatures on the Johnson plane, and those alien powerhouses and kings can no longer bear it.
For a while, in the sky of Johnson's plane, there were orcs sitting cross-legged on a huge flying monster, or black-skinned aborigines wearing strange grass skirts and smeared with strange tattoos all over their bodies, or striding meteors towards Dry Water City. The tall giant running wild...
These strong men from the Johnson plane, regardless of gender, gender, race, or gender, almost all ran out of their secluded secret places, and flocked frantically to the lonely tower standing in the Northwest University by all means. Dry Water City on the wasteland.
And in the third hour after the root of corruption took root, a large number of powerful orcs arrived outside Dry Water City with the help of the 'Great Teleportation', and began to attack the city frantically.
But the death witches took advantage of this half-month gap to build a simple war witch tower in Dry Water City. With the War Witch Tower as a defensive barrier, the number of level 4 witches was obviously less than that of the opponent, and they still resisted the opponent's attack without changing their expressions.
Under the towering and strong Dry Water City, the fourth-level witches and monsters summoned by the witches blocked the orcs outside the city, and the terrifying witchcraft inspired by the high-level witches also caused casualties to the incoming orcs. , miserable.
On this kind of plane battlefield where Tier 4 dominates, Tier 1 can only be regarded as cannon fodder, while Tier 2 can be regarded as barely qualified low-level fighters. Only when you reach level 3, you will have the opportunity to cross the battlefield and charge forward.
However, on such a battlefield, if one is unlucky and encounters a Tier 4 player who frees up his hand, even a Tier 3 powerhouse will fall in minutes!
While the battle on the front line was in full swing, Greem and his party, who were quietly waiting in the mansion, finally received the news of the evacuation.
It was a resentful banshee with a voluptuous figure and a pretty appearance. Looking at her beautiful body that was so solid, she might be higher than Greem.
However, even if her level is as high as the third level, she is still only a witch servant after all. Facing Alice, the witch leader, and Greem, the second-level patriarch, she has to bow her head to express her respect first.
"Master Alice, Master Greem, the portal is ready. You can leave now!"
Hearing this rare good news, the first one to cheer was that Tier 3 Brontosaurus Amus.
"Great, great... Hurry up... Let's not stay here any longer... This place is simply too terrifying!" As a Tier 3 Brontosaurus, Amus could obviously perceive more things hidden behind the heavy curtains than Greem. The world is real.
Not to mention anything else, just the turbulent conflict of plane laws in the central area of Dry Water City has already frightened the little boy of Thunder Dragon Arms to the point where he couldn't calm down. Now, there are so many Tier 4 orcs coming from outside the city, and the violent aura of condensed and killing makes Amus feel uneasy and restless.
If it weren't for the witches who had already banned the space teleportation ability around Drywater City, Thunder Dragon Arms would have been unable to bear the shock in his heart and escaped from Johnson's plane.
In contrast, Greem's understanding of the laws of the plane is far less profound than Alice's. Therefore, when Alice was pale and was suffering from waves of power of rules, Greem was like a little ant perched on top of an ant's nest.
The world in front of me is so bizarre, and what I feel, hear, and see are all so unimaginable. No matter how hard he looks, listens, and feels, it is like being locked in a glass vessel, and it is difficult to understand and understand everything he comes into contact with!
Rules… The Power of Rules…
What is their nature? Where does their power come from? How did they methodically trap all things in this world in a net, making them oblivious to nothing, but following all of them willingly
It has to be said that Greem has been running here and there over the years, snatching a lot of things, but he still lacks effort in understanding and controlling the laws of the plane.
When all power is driven to the extreme, it will be transformed into some kind of alienated rules, and rules are the most reliable and powerful weapon for wizards!
With all the crimson wizards and the mighty magic weapon army, Greem and others followed the third-level resentful banshee directly to a square in the southeast corner of the city.
Here, at the very center of the square, a tall light gate with a width of ten meters and a height of twenty meters has been opened, overflowing with strong spatial fluctuations.
In the other corner of the square, some witch teams from other factions were silently waiting for the order to evacuate.
Seriously speaking, the reason why they are here is just to do a 'small favor' to the death witches, there is no need to compromise their elites on such a cruel plane battlefield.
At this moment, the plane war has broken away from the category of secular war, and has almost reached the stage of life-and-death fighting where bayonets are popular. On such a terrifying battlefield, anyone below Tier 3 is cannon fodder, and even Tier 3 doesn't dare to say that it can guarantee immortality.
Therefore, as allies, they have done their best!
The following scenes of real life and death need those death witches to go on top!
As for them, it is better to evacuate this terrible battlefield as soon as possible.
Above Dry Water City, the dark red sky is like the sky is bleeding, and it is so gloomy that it makes people feel depressed.
Just outside the city in the south, there was a loud noise like an earth crash accompanied by a strong shock, making the entire Dry Water City tremble. A thick and violent chain of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating most of the sky, and shaking the elemental barrier that was upside down above Dry Water City.
The war witch tower towering in the center of Dry Water City raised a huge pillar of magic light, supporting the existence of the elemental barrier. From time to time, a wave of magic like an abyss like a sea will be inspired and projected outside the city in the distance.
Obstructed by the towering city walls and layer upon layer of elemental barriers, everyone couldn't really see how the battle outside the city was going. However, only from the overwhelming shouts of killing and huge roars in the distance, one can know that the intensity of the battle has reached a level that cannot be increased!
The portal had been opened, and the witches began to form a team, and returned to the wizarding world through the light gate in an orderly manner. Greem stood beside the light gate, waiting for the magic weapon army to slowly pass through the light gate, and at the same time surveying the distant battlefield.
This is not his battlefield, nor is it a war he can intervene in!
Feeling the destructive aura of the violent collision, Greem couldn't help feeling a little excited and a little uneasy.
I have always underestimated the three major wizarding organizations!
Different from the fierce insiders in the central part of the mainland, the strength of the Silver Alliance and the Witch of the North may be mediocre, but their strength hidden deep in the water is terrifying.
The death witches I learned about through some intelligence organizations are no more than 2-3 rank 4 witches on the bright side. But on today's battlefield, there are as many as six auras of fourth-level witches alone.
Once such hidden power is gathered in the wizarding world, it may be enough to change the power structure in the middle of the continent.
And if the death witches can hide their high-level combat power in the secondary plane, will the witches of other factions be as weak as they appear? I am afraid that apart from the Fate Witch and the Winter Witch who have just been revived and have not accumulated enough hard power, the other witch factions are just pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.
This is the case for the witches of the Northland, so what will the Silver League and the Wizarding Association look like
The confrontation and stalemate of the three major wizarding organizations for tens of thousands of years may have a lot to do with the hidden power behind them!
Under the circumstances of being unable to swallow the opponent in one gulp, and with a rank 9 great wizard standing behind the opponent's organization, I am afraid that no force dares to provoke the war first.
Just as Greem was meditating silently, a loud bang came from the sky above his head.
Greem looked up in shock.
Tear! ! !
With the sound of tearing cloth that pierced the eardrums, a big hole was torn out in the high sky, and a huge orc head with a ferocious face got in, and roared deafeningly at the dry water city below.
"Damn little bugs, you just wait to die here..."
boom! ! !
The world shook for a while, and even the entire plane space became a little unstable.
The two metal magic machines that were about to pass through the portal encountered this space shock. When the light gate shook, the space was squeezed and cracked like a broken mirror. The cracked space ripples swept around, and the two magical machines were the first to bear the brunt. They were cut into countless scattered parts without a sound, and fell to the ground with a clatter.
Even if they are made of magic iron alloy known as the toughest, they are still as fragile as tofu when encountering space ripples.
Faced with such a horrifying scene, Greem and all the witches, none of them cast a glance at the magical equipment. They all raised their heads and stared at the terrifying orc trying to squeeze into Johnson's plane.
Under its crazy tearing and support, the spatial rift that was originally only a few hundred meters in size has extended to thousands of meters. Seeing, apart from the head, the orc with the golden body also squeezed in one shoulder and arm.
"Yes... it's the god of the beast god Arug... Gallon!"