All These Bigshots Are Actually Me

Chapter 212

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Then the handsome man raised his lips and walked quickly to Sanchez and said:

"Is the princess you predicted in your prediction going to be in this palace? And where do you think the knight you predicted in your prediction will be?"

Sanchez turned around and frowned and said:

"Neither of us is in good condition, so let's try to avoid direct conflict with each other if possible. After all, it was the prophecy that directly warned us."

The handsome man smiled in agreement:

"You are absolutely right!"

Then the handsome man rubbed his fingers slightly with a smile.

283 The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind (4k)

Plague, life, and nature are three adjacent pathways. These three seemingly similar pathways can often achieve very similar effects.

For example, whenever life is born, disease will inevitably follow.

Once upon a time, High Sequences of the Plague Path were even regarded as gods of life and nature.

Because they can indeed manipulate nature and life at will.

Under the control of the handsome man, the originally extremely quiet and peaceful world in the painting also underwent a change at this moment.

It was extremely subtle, so subtle that even someone like Sanchez was unable to notice anything.

Although Sanchez had always felt a little uneasy in his heart, this uneasiness had been lingering in his mind ever since the two of them started working together.

The cooperation between the two parties has always been a fight with the tiger, so how can we talk about defense and detection without accurate intelligence

But Sanchez won't be manipulated so easily.

No matter what, Sanchez is a person who dares to challenge the Lord God and succeeds.

As the two great men approached the palace, the changes in the world in the painting became more dramatic and mysterious.

Countless animals and plants disappeared quietly, with only their appearance remaining unchanged.

And those dead objects, especially the ancient city stones that Sanchez had walked and seen, were also engraved with tedious advice beneath their surfaces that no one could see.

However, there is one thing that may have exceeded Sanchez's expectations, or perhaps Sanchez deliberately let it go.

In short, both sides had made their own preparations within the painting world, but outside the painting world, Sanchez did not use any means to stay.

In front of the old capital, countless orc armies marched in unison, beating their chests and shouting to the sound of high-pitched war drums:

"Monger! Monger! Monger!"

The Monger Dynasty was not the first dynasty of the orcs, but it was the last one. At least until now, the Monger Dynasty has always been the last afterglow of the orcs.

It was so dazzling and so nostalgic.

Therefore, even though there have been more than one orc king in the history of the orcs, the name of King Mong is still the most important.

This is because King Mung is closest to the orcs, and more importantly, because the glory of the Mung Dynasty is the most dazzling!

The Great Shaman was not at the front line, but a demigod was standing before the army.

Thrall took away two demigods, and the only high-sequence orcs left here were two besides the great shaman.

Therefore, even if the city is officially attacked, the only one who can be sent to the front is a demigod.

After all, the Great Shaman needs to be in charge of overall planning, and the ground also needs a demigod to look after it.

But this is enough. Although the Blue Hand Apostle is powerful and the Old King's Capital is indestructible, this cannot change the dilemma that the Blue Hand Apostle is far away from the spiritual world and the Old King's Capital is unguarded.

What's more, the Great Shaman has also figured out how to fight against the Blue Hand Apostle!

Under the preparation of the Great Shaman, countless bags filled with special spices were distributed to the vanguard orcs participating in the siege.

After the werewolf demigod at the forefront roared, countless orc warriors rushed forward to the sound of war drums beaten by the shamans.

Trapped in a narrow tunnel and the deliberate delay of the Duze Dynasty.

Although the orcs, who had always been excluded by all parties, had gathered a large number of troops and several high-sequences here, they still lacked the necessary siege equipment.

Obviously, the Lord of Light was also afraid that after obtaining those ancient legacies, these orcs would bite him back with the powerful armaments supported by him.

This kind of political consideration actually helped the survivors invisibly.

Otherwise, even with the help of the Blue Hand Apostle, the survivors might not be able to hold on until Mozo arrives.

As for why the orcs themselves do not have enough siege weapons and sophisticated equipment, this is another helpless sorrow of the orcs themselves.

But it doesn’t matter. Even without powerful enough siege equipment, the orcs have their own way of siege - that is to just use people to pile up!

Seeing that the orcs were getting closer and closer to the city wall, the Great Shaman let out a breath of anger, took the drumstick from the shaman behind him, and started beating the huge war drum in front of him.

With the addition of the Great Shaman, the uplifting aura that was inspired by the Shamans' own abilities and the orc war drums passed down from generation to generation, which was enough to be applied to every orc, was further strengthened!

With the blessing of the Great Shaman, at this moment all the orc warriors can be regarded as temporarily undead!

If an arm is cut off, it will regenerate quickly. If a thigh is cut off, it will grow instantly. Even if the head is lost, the body can control the arm and reattach it.

And this is just one of many blessings!

The orcs who followed the werewolf demigod in the front not only grew in size, but also quickly merged the armor on their bodies and the blades in their hands into their flesh and blood as they continued to charge.

It turned into their shells and claws!

It will be inseparable and flawless!

Moreover, their body sizes are also growing rapidly and reverting to their original shapes.

The last thing you see is countless huge steel beasts roaring towards you.

Such orcs have defeated the Crusaders of the Goddess of Victory more than once.

But at the same time, they were pushed back more than once by the goddess's heroes and the church knights.

This is indeed a terrifying creature that can make any low- and medium-sequence creatures tremble with fear on the battlefield. However, it is a bit of a pipe dream to rely on them alone to defeat the old capital defended by the Blue Hand Apostles.

The gap between high sequence and low sequence cannot be made up by this amount of quantity and quality.

But today's orcs also have their own high sequences and corresponding preparations.

When countless steel beasts approached the city wall, the orcs who still maintained their self-awareness and rationality immediately took out the bags of special spices that had been given to them earlier.

Immediately, they all threw the bags in their hands towards the blue hand on the city wall that was surging like an ocean.

The Blue Hand Apostle would naturally not sit idly by in the face of the orcs' offense.

They all stretched out their arms and opened their palms, and the next moment countless blue crystals appeared from their palms.

Then he shot forward with unparalleled speed and momentum.

This is also the only means of attack of the Blue Hand Apostle, which seems simple.

But it is literally unstoppable!

Even the orcs who had been strengthened enough to give the mid-sequence ones a headache were undoubtedly shot into sieves in the face of such a blue storm.

Even the werewolf demigod was shot through by the continuous blue storm after shattering large pieces of blue crystals one after another.

The bags containing special spices were shot into the air by countless blue crystals.

However, the special spices in the bag also drifted over the battlefield and easily approached the city wall.

Seeing that his plan had achieved initial success, the Great Shaman, who was constantly beating the drum to bless the orc army, couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

In the eyes of the orcs in the back, a large area of spice mist of various colors was spreading in front of the city wall. Then countless blue crystals shot out from the spice mist, shooting their companions who were rushing in the front into struggling sieves.

Although he is not dead, this look is really unbearable to look at.

But it doesn't matter, the Great Shaman knows that their mission is accomplished. This situation will soon be over!

With this thought in mind, the great shaman kept chanting ancient and obscure spells while beating the drum.

As the great shaman chanted this ancient spell of unknown origin, the spice mist that was constantly falling also flashed with subtle colorful lights.

The Blue Hand Apostles who were rapidly shooting blue crystals at the orcs also began to spasm and twitch with different symptoms when these colorful lights appeared.

Soon, colorful cracks representing the spiritual world appeared on the city wall where they were attached.

Soon, one after another, the Blue Hand Apostles were dragged back to the spiritual world by these colorful cracks.

This is the Great Shaman’s way.

The Blue Hand Apostle is undoubtedly highly intelligent.

The other party knows the existence of this Sequence One, and has always focused most of his energy on himself.

This makes it difficult for the Great Shaman to use his abilities to fight the opponent head-on, because the abilities of spiritual creatures cannot be understood by common sense, and the Great Shaman's sequence ability is a secret that will be exposed as soon as they fight.

But it doesn’t matter, this is just fine!

The more the other person pays attention to you, the more he will ignore the surroundings!

The Great Shaman's plan was actually very simple. He would attract most of the Blue Hand Apostle's attention by himself, and then let the undead orc army, blessed by him, throw the Moho ore powder hidden in the spices that could interfere with the extraordinary vision onto the Blue Hand Apostle.

Finally, he recited the ancient expulsion spell, in conjunction with the Moho ore brought out from the spirit world that could forcibly repatriate the creatures in the spirit world, to expel the Blue Hand Apostle back to the spirit world.

This is originally a common mineral with very limited effect on powerful spiritual creatures.

But everything becomes different when the host of the expulsion ceremony is an angel.

What's more, the Blue Hand Apostle has been away from the spiritual world for too long!

Therefore, the Great Shaman thought this method was the most suitable. However, what surprised the Great Shaman was that his plan went so smoothly!

But before the Great Shaman could be happy for long, he discovered something unusual.

It’s not that the Blue Hand Apostle could not be expelled, but that those tribesmen seemed a little too excited

The uplifting aura that the shamans bestow upon the orc warriors is not some kind of sorcery, so it will not interfere with the opponent's mind, nor will it turn the opponent into a real beast.

In other words, immortality is immortality, but it is still a normal orc. Perhaps a small number of warriors will fall into a state of madness due to the excitement of immortality, but there will never be a widespread out-of-control excitement like that of a berserker.

As for the orc warriors in the front, even though their bodies were pierced by blue crystals, they still pulled themselves out of the crystals with crazy smiles and rushed towards the city wall with their mouths wide open.

There were even orc warriors who chopped down their companions who were in the way.

This kind of scene is not an isolated case but the whole thing!

This also includes the demigod!

Even the shamans beside the Great Shaman showed barely restrained fanaticism and bloodthirstiness in their eyes.

This sudden change instantly reminded the Great Shaman of the previous changes—those diseases? !

The handsome man who had already walked into the palace in the world of the painting couldn't help but smile.

Come to think of it, it seems like he hasn't controlled the Orc Legion for a long time

But before he could finish laughing, the handsome man was also startled by the sudden change, just like the great shaman.

The seeds of plague he spread before coming in were not only aimed at the orcs, but also at the remnants!

Even because I want to rely on these survivors to discover more interesting things and functions.

He put much more effort into the remnants than into the orcs.

But why did the survivors have no reaction

What about the seeds of plague that He sowed among the remnant

Immediately, the handsome man who was suddenly awakened looked at Sanchez deeply.

It seems that I have alarmed the terrible knight in the prophecy.

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Mozo, who was standing in front of the huge mural, did not follow into the mural, but stood outside and waited for a while.

In Mozo's hand was a pure white scale, which was unusual and no longer chattering.

"How is it?"

"It's okay. You know my abilities. But the orcs outside are in trouble. Although it may not be too obvious now, they will probably become a plague army soon."

"But partner, how did you know that a high-sequence Plague Pathway would attack this place?"

"I don't know, I'm just taking precautions. After all, the Plague Path teamed up with the prophets once in the Sacred Tree Forest."

"And the Sequence Zero who came here today should be the Sanchez who attempted to usurp the throne of the Lord God that La told me about."