During the day, Ren helped the witch doctors treat the wounded sent from the front line, and at night he went to the bamboo house to learn "ancient devil language" from Mafa.
The days passed like this.
The fighting on the front line has become increasingly fierce.
The large mechanical city of Glory City gradually pushed to the edge of the "Forest of Ashes", and more and more of the outer Coleman tribe were massacred and destroyed.
A few days ago, the Blue-tailed Eagle sent the latest battle report, saying that large armies were found gathering in several directions outside the forest. It seemed that the five major families in Glory City were ready for a large-scale invasion.
After hearing the news, the three remaining elders in the tribe, Coleman's first warrior Habu, "Elder Ghost Mushroom" Dale and "Elder Wind Demon" Mikhail took the warriors gathered from various tribes to Went to the front line to support.
... ...
This day.
No one expected that a group of uninvited guests wearing cloaks would suddenly appear in a mountain col less than three kilometers away from the Atrium Temple.
Looking at the number, there were hundreds of people.
Upon closer inspection, the cloaks they wore were very strange. They were not made of textiles, but were woven from living plants.
What's even more strange is that there are not only fresh green leaves on this cloak, but also small flowers of various colors blooming. Like a chameleon, it can change the color of the cloak's surface as the surrounding environment changes.
It looked like this group of people had been given an invisibility cloak, blending into the surrounding forest.
Suddenly, the group stopped.
An old man looked at a "compass-shaped" magic device with complex magic inscriptions on it and pointed out a direction.
"It's confirmed! The place where the magic marks are concentrated is three miles to the southeast, which should also be in the valley... It looks like the lair of those barbarians is there!"
Hearing this, everyone could not conceal their excitement.
"Finally found it..."
"Hey, those barbarians probably didn't expect that we would surprise them in their atrium."
"Thanks to City Lord Kidd's plan, he deliberately severely injured some barbarians and left magic marks on them. We can track those marks and find them here. Tsk, tsk, otherwise we have to rely on the Mechanical City to push us over. We still have to wait. For several months, the cooked duck was afraid that it would fly... "
"..."
Looking from a distance, one can already see the few smokes in the valley, and the black mist that is thicker than anywhere in the forest.
Everyone looked happy.
After walking for so many days, they really found the barbarian's lair!
"The effectiveness of the strategy is negligible, and I dare not take credit for it."
Being praised, one of the leading red-robed archmages shook his head with a smile, and then said: "The 'Natural Cloak' of Archwizard Dia is the most important, otherwise we would not be able to avoid the barbarians' detection. Sneaking quietly into the heart of the forest..."
The red-robed archmage who spoke was surprisingly Kid Miller, the head of the "Miller Family", one of the five major families in Glory City.
The group of several hundred people behind him were almost all wearing different shades of red mage robes under their cloaks. This is the high-level mage group of the five major families in the Glory City!
And hearing this,
A sinister old woman's voice rang out, echoing in everyone's ears: "It's not just the barbarians who know how to control the power of nature. Our wizard lineage also comes from nature..."
As she said that, she raised her head, revealing a sarcastic old wolf face, and said with a sneer: "That old boy Kipling Winster got the [Totem of Fire] and broke through the Great Magister in one leap. Realm. Tsk tsk... I didn’t expect these barbarian tribes to inherit such good treasures... "
It is naturally not easy to evaluate the leader of the Winster family, the head of the five major families in Glory City, with such an elder's tone.
If anyone were here, they would definitely recognize the old woman who spoke as a well-known person.
It was none other than [Dark Witch] Dia Banilla, one of the "Top Ten Legendary Demon Hunters".
The most powerful wizard in the field of black magic!
As the old woman spoke, she rubbed the staff with her dry hands like chicken feet.
I saw a gust of breeze blowing, and the plant cloaks on the group of people immediately became more lush. After casting the spell, she added: "I don't care what you want, that [Wood Totem], but you must give it to me as agreed..."
Hearing this, the patriarch of one of the five major families readily agreed and said, "That's natural!"
At this moment, another strong man named Kong Wu at the front of the team also said: "I, Rocky, am also very interested in the [Totem of Power]. After today's bloodbath in the barbarian atrium, I hope that several city lords will help me in the siege as promised. That magical barbarian named 'Hab'..."
The person who said this was none other than the only fighting master in the Omar Empire, Rocky Refar! Although he is not a legend, his combat power is not far behind.
At this moment, a lazy voice interrupted everyone.
"Hey, hey, hey... let's talk about the loot after we finish it! I'm only interested in the super master among the barbarians you mentioned. Let's go quickly, my swords are already thirsty..."
And the man who spoke was dressed out of place.
He wears a bamboo hat, long black hair, a beard, a sloppy swordsmanship robe, and a wine gourd hanging around his waist. On his exposed chest, you can see a large tattoo of pink cherry blossoms.
This man is not impressive in appearance, but he is one of the "Top Ten Legends", the founder of the famous Double Sword Style of the Sid Empire, the director of the Musashi Kendo Hall, [Frost Moon Swordsman] Carlo Gracie!
In addition to these ceilings in the fields of fighting, swordsmanship, and spellcasting, there are also some "big names" in the team who cannot be underestimated. They are all top professionals with a reputation in the two empires.
Coupled with the red-robed mage group of the five major families in Glory City, although the number is not large, it is definitely a fighting force that can destroy everything.
Seeing that everyone could no longer hold back, Kid Miller spoke again.
"Everyone, we in Glory City promise that your things will be done. However, I think that in this barbarian tribe, there are not only a few inherited totems that are valuable, but also more treasures. Please do your best to take action soon. To..."
"Yes, according to the information we got from soul searching, the temple of the 'Seventy-Two Divine Generals' should be in the black-smelling pit not far away. By then, we will kill all these barbarians. Maybe there will be greater gains..."
"Let's kill it first and then talk about it... That temple is not a good place to be in. Whether you can find the 'divine power crystal' by then depends on your own abilities!"
"good!"
Everyone briefly chatted about tactical arrangements.
At this time, the [Black Witch] Dia suddenly let out a sigh, "Hey... we must have been discovered by the Great Witch Festival!"
"Yo? It looks really awesome."
Hearing this, [Frost Moon Swordsman] Carlo touched the long sword at his waist, his fighting spirit became more and more intense, and with an expression that was exactly what I wanted, he said: "Then there is no need to hide, just go ahead! Savage! The elite men have been pinned down by us, and they won't be able to come back for a while. Kill all the barbarians in the valley first!"
"Hehe... I'm also curious about what good treasures the barbarian Midgard Tribe has found!"
"Do it!"
"..."
Everyone was full of fighting spirit.
At this time, Kidd was also extremely decisive and ordered: "Magic group, prepare a group compound spell. The fourth-level mage chants [Explosive Flame], and cooperates with the fifth-level mage [Arcana·Falling Stone] to strive for the first wave of area magic." Cripple those savages!"
"Yes! Lord Patriarch!"
The mage group opened their cloaks one after another, each with a solemn expression, and began to chant magic spells.
Hundreds of people chanted in unison, and for a moment, a terrifyingly huge surge of magic power shot straight into the sky!
... ... ..
At the same time, the "Temple Tribe" was almost completely unaware of the arrival of the group of uninvited guests.
Renn was treating the wounds of the wounded in the stockade.
And suddenly, Bazel's figure flashed next to him and shouted: "Something's happened! Let's go!"
Before Ren could react, the legend grabbed his arm and led him out of the witch doctor's hut.
Renn's mind was still thinking about Bazel's "explosion", but in the blink of an eye, he saw the surrounding environment change, and he had appeared on the hillside a few hundred meters away.
"what happened... "
Just when Ren was about to ask something, Bazel turned around and looked at the sky solemnly.
Upon seeing this, Ren's eyes immediately froze, and his expression suddenly changed!
Hundreds of densely packed six-pointed star magic arrays suddenly appeared hundreds of meters high in the sky. Half of the flames were red and the other half were light yellow. The formations became increasingly clear.
Ren also understood and exclaimed in his heart: "Someone cast a spell!"
At this moment, the rich fire and earth elements had condensed over the tribe, and boulders the size of water tanks condensed out of thin air in the blink of an eye.
Then the surrounding fire elements burst into flames and turned into lumps of "flame meteors".
"Is this... a group spell?"
Renn was horrified. Although this was not the first time he had seen such a large-scale range casting, this time, it was completely different from the magic group he had seen at the plague base before!
Neither the elemental condensation nor the casting distance and range can be compared.
The sky at this moment is like a rain of meteorites falling to the earth... It's as terrifying as the end of the world!
Bazel, who was on the side, also showed fear. He squinted and followed the traces of magic power to find the source of the spell. He said: "This is a group-matched spell [Meteor and Fire Rain]... On the cliff to the north, there are at least two... A group of three hundred high-level magicians are casting spells collectively."
After a pause, he said in a solemn tone: "The only high-level mage group that can handle this scale is the Glory City!"
"Did the mages from the City of Glory attack here?"
Ren's expression also changed suddenly.
Although the fighting on the front line was fierce, it was definitely not to the point where they were directly forced into their lair.
"Tune the tiger away from the mountain!"
He turned his eyes and instantly thought that this might be a strategy.
The purpose of gathering troops in the forest was to attract the main force of the Coleman clan!
However, even if this calculation is known in advance, it is still unsolvable.
After all, there is an overwhelming advantage in numbers and strength.
If the tribe doesn't send people out to fight guerrillas, the mechanical city will invade the forest unimpeded. At that time, the only way left is for the Coleman tribe to concentrate their forces and fight to the death.
That also plays into the hands of those guys in Glory City.
Mechanical City has never been afraid of head-on confrontation. They are worried that the large and small tribes are scattered. It would be better if they can fight together!
Although I didn’t expect that the five major families in Glory City would unexpectedly attack the Midgard Tribe, and I don’t know how they escaped the detection of the Coleman soldiers and got here...
But now, it's too late!
... ... .
Looking at the number of high-level magic formations in the sky, it is obvious that all the high-level magic groups of the five major families in Glory City have already left!
The moment Ren's thoughts were whirling, the flaming boulders in the sky had already condensed and fell to the ground like raindrops in the blink of an eye.
Phew~ Phew~ Phew...
The flaming boulders rubbed violently in the air, making a roaring sound that made people's hair stand on end.
Falling from a height of several hundred meters, gravity accelerated the fireball to a terrifying speed. They were like cannonballs being discharged. The moment they touched the ground with huge impact, they exploded with a bang. The debris flew hundreds of meters and easily penetrated the wood within a foot!
Bang! Bang! Bang...
It fell like raindrops, so densely that it sounded like a mountain falling apart.
How could these thatched houses in the tribe withstand the meteors that fell that day? It was smashed to pieces in an instant.
Those high-level warriors can still dodge some with their quick reactions, or crush them...
But... this meteorite rain is too dense!
In the most densely built area in the valley, a fireball fell from almost every square meter, making it impossible to avoid it.
At this moment, 80% of the nearly 100,000 people in the tribe are wounded, old, weak, sick and disabled, and they cannot escape at all.
The fireballs are still falling, and the painful wails are endless...
... ... .
Woo... .Woo... Woo...
The war horns in the tribe have sounded, and the soldiers have begun to gather.
They formed a formation with huge shields, trying to block the rain of fire from the sky and protect their people. But the high-level warriors can still hold on, how can those low-level warriors withstand this huge force
Moreover, these shields were made of rough iron sheets and were not enchanted with shock absorption. After several rounds of boulder impacts, the warriors holding the shields were smashed to pieces, resulting in heavy casualties.
Ren looked at the tragic situation in front of him, but he was helpless.
This kind of group covering spell is simply not something that human beings can resist.
The background of the top mage group in Glory City is really as terrifying as the rumors.
Just this first round of spells may directly kill or injure tens of thousands of Coleman clan members!
Bazel, who was beside him, set his sights on the cliff not far away, where the magic surged most vigorously. His expression became more and more solemn, and he said: "Boy Ren, there are many top masters here, and... there are... At least two legends!”
... ...
Bang, bang, bang...
The meteor shower continued to rage, and despair and panic spread throughout the tribe like a tide.
At this moment, suddenly, the wind howled.
In the village, a demonic wind blew!
call! call! call!
The wind was so powerful that it directly blew out the flames of hundreds of fireballs in the sky, and even the rain of stones was blown away.
Someone shouted: "It's Master Wuji who took action!"
Ren looked intently and saw a rickety figure dancing a strange dance on the altar not far away.
The totem on the old man's body shone brightly, and he looked up to the sky and shouted: "Call the wind!"
The voice was as deep as a demon, echoing throughout the valley.
But Ren understood it, it was ancient devil language!
He knew that it was the power of the shaman to beg the gods!
Mafa knew that a strong enemy was coming, so he immediately activated his ultimate move.
Another series of loud shouts.
"Breathe the wind", "Breathe the wind", "Breathe the wind"...
The demonic wind got stronger and stronger, and finally it was so strong that it directly blew away the condensed fire and earth elements in the sky!
"The damn invaders are coming, warriors, fight with me!"
"God Morogos will protect us! Go ahead and kill all the invaders!"
"rush... "
The Coleman warriors in the tribe also had a chance to breathe and organized themselves. The knights whistled one after another, summoning their monster mounts, and then rushed towards the cliff where the magic was surging.
... ... .
"So strong! There is such a master among those barbarians!"
"It should be the Great Witch Festival... Tsk, tsk, that old man's realm is actually so high!"
"I'm afraid Master Bikawo is almost the same..."
"Tsk tsk, there is a strange power in the perception. Otherwise, no matter how high the rank is, his spells will never have such great power. That altar should be something similar to our magic tower..."
"It's a pity that the barbarian masters are all restrained on the front line. No matter how strong the old man is today, he will die here! I still don't believe it. His magic power alone can compare to our hundred-man corps. Prepare four-ring group spells [Wheel of Fire], the fire took advantage of the wind to burn these barbarians to death... "
"Hehe, that old guy is really strong. If he cares about himself, we might not be able to do anything to him. If he still thinks about taking care of these barbarians, he is looking for death!"
"..."
The people on the cliff were also frightened by this demonic wind, but that was all.
They had expected resistance, but they were not afraid at all.
How can the "Mage Group", the most proud of the Glory City, resist so easily
Even if the top ten legends were gathered here, they would never dare to touch him head-on.
Years of cooperation have made the spellcasting coordination of this group of red-robed mages flawless. As soon as he raised his hand, the magic spell had been chanted, and hundreds of flame wheels as big as wheels were condensed on the cliff. In the blink of an eye, it rolled away along the cliff.
And the next moment, a weird scene appeared!
The demonic wind could blow away the boulders, but it couldn't blow away these elemental fire wheels!
As the wind blew, not only did it not die out, but its speed became faster and faster.
The place where the fire wheel passed was a scorched earth!
... ... .
On the altar, the rickety old man was still dancing the strange sacrificial dance, his momentum getting higher and higher.
And behind him, a towering shadow of a god-general slowly formed, and it turned out to be "Mororgos", the god of faith of the Monkel clan!
Seeing this, Bazel's pupils suddenly shrank and he blurted out: "This... this Mafa Great Witch Festival, the 'Demon Dissolving Body' is so powerful?!"
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