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Boom, the mighty power swept across the bloody battlefield. After a period of fighting, the coalition army was the first to be unable to bear the pressure after all, and mobilized the fourth-tier high-end combat power to clean up the battlefield.
In order to strangle the mad wolf, the head of the orc royal court, the coalition dispatched two fourth-tier major generals, and finally killed the mad wolf at the cost of one serious injury and one minor injury, but now the human coalition forces once again dispatched a fourth-rank major general , Major General Walda of the Kingdom of Begur.
Coupled with Major General Bolt who was slightly injured before, the two teamed up with extraordinary power, and the air burst with a single blow. In just a short moment, they suppressed the increasingly fierce orc forward troops.
Tier 4 Transcendents already belonged to the category of inhumans to a certain extent. With such strength, unless they were stupid, the average number of people was meaningless to them.
Although under the cover of the banner of glory, the orcs' forward troops generally have the physical fitness of a first-order transcendent, but this does not change their powerlessness when facing a fourth-order extraordinary.
"Is this what human beings are good for?"
When a large number of orcs were slaughtered, a shadow was cast, and the orc Wang Tingwan's head, Storm Bear, appeared in front of Burt and Walda.
"Oh, did you finally come out? Thought you were going to continue to be turtles? I hope you can last a little longer than that old dog before."
With a sneer, the corners of his mouth were cracked, revealing his shredded teeth, Bolt looked at the bear like he was looking at prey.
Boom, the collision between the fourth ranks suddenly unfolded, pouring a basin of cold water on the frenzied battlefield below. Leave enough room.
In the pit, the figure of the white beard quietly appeared here.
"Can you still move?"
"Not bad, not bad."
Hearing what Whitebeard said, Xiong, who was holding his breath, struggled to stand up from the ground, but unfortunately he failed in the end.
"Master Whitebeard, have I disappointed my father? I have failed too much."
Bang, fell to the ground powerlessly, Xiong's tone was particularly low.
"No, otherwise I wouldn't be here."
Seeing Xiong's slumped look, Whitebeard's tone was as low as ever.
And when he heard what Whitebeard said, there was a sudden light in Xiong's lifeless eyes.
"Okay, let me take you away."
As he spoke, White Beard stretched out his hand, and picked up the huge bear's body with one hand.
"Hey, the person who killed us just wanted to leave like this, and you guys think too much"
Boom, the air cracked, covering up the unfinished words, and the white beard kept walking.
Hearing such a movement, he raised his head with difficulty, and Xiong glanced at the scene behind him, only to see that it was empty, without even a shadow of an orc, only a crimson blood mist floating there, lingering for a long time.
"Is this Lord Whitebeard?"
Seeing such a scene, Xiong's eyes were full of excitement and yearning.
When his strength reached the level of Whitebeard, ordinary transcendents were not qualified to stand in front of him at all. Just like just now, he just punched casually, and a third-rank orc commander and countless orcs turned into Fly ash, and if not literally.
"Although the performance is a bit unsatisfactory, it is also qualified as a basic version."
Looking at the pacifist Bear and the Black Knight brought back by Whitebeard, Sean's pupils revealed a light of thought. Judging from the results, this time the test was relatively satisfactory, and the goal was basically achieved.
At this time, the black knight suffered serious losses, only three survived, and the remaining seven were brought back by white beard with only their stumps, plus the pacifist bear who was left with only one breath. miserable.
"they are?"
Looking at the remnant body of the black knight, Asim showed a puzzled look on his face.
"Construct."
Knowing what Asim meant, Sean didn't hide it, and gave the answer.
"It turned out to be a construct."
Hearing Sean's answer, Asim Broken Gold's pupils flashed a look of relief, but then he felt something was wrong. It seemed that the constructs he learned from the information were somewhat different from the performance of these black knights. identical.
"kill."
Murderous, with the passage of time, the orc army finallyPressed up.
"The situation is not good."
"yes."
Looking at the situation on the battlefield, Asim's expression became serious.
After the large force of orcs pressed up, the originally solid line of defense of the human coalition suddenly became precarious, and it felt like a collapse.
Although these follow-up orcs did not receive the blessing of the banner of glory, there were too many of them, and the pressure on the human coalition was not small.
Originally, the large fleet at sea was supposed to bombard the orcs on their way of charging, killing them on a large scale, but at the critical moment, the thousands of artillery pieces of the large fleet failed to fire. Unexpectedly large.
At this moment, the surface of the sea was ablaze, and thousands or more fire crows were constantly attacking the large fleet, their harsh and harsh croaking noises disturbing people.
The individual strength of these fire crows is not strong. An ordinary soldier can shatter their bodies as long as they pick up a sword and cut it accurately. However, there are too many of them, and they cannot be killed in a short time. The most important thing is that these fire crows are too great a threat to the large fleet of sailing warships. Although the battleships have been fire-resistant, they are not easy to be ignited, but this is not easy only relatively speaking, plus sails and ropes. , the situation of the Grand Fleet at this moment is indeed not good.
"General Joey, things seem to be a little troublesome."
He swung a cloud of wind blades casually and strangled the fire crows in front of him. The Storm Bishop Ebuu set his sights on Joey.
"Yeah, I didn't expect the orcs to have such means. I really underestimated them."
At this moment, Joey's face was also a little ugly. He didn't care if the orcs launched a powerful attack on the large fleet like before. Hands and feet tied, all strength but nowhere to vent, it is simply depressing.
"This should be the method of the orc totem priests, and only they can manipulate the power of elements on such a large scale."
Having said that, Ebuu turned his attention to Gattuso, where a totem pole stretching from sky to earth stood.
Hearing what Eboo said, Joey understood what he meant. Since the trouble cannot be solved, then the person who caused the trouble should be solved.
"Hey, I can only give it a try."
The method is indeed good, but it is not easy to realize.
Between the words, a longbow with a height of one person and flowing blue light appeared in Joey's hand.
The long bow is luxurious, with exquisite patterns depicted by mithril and inlaid with three cat's-eye gemstones, rippling with strong extraordinary waves.
"Is this the fifth-order water dragon Shang inherited from the Medici family? It's really an admirable creation."
Looking at the longbow that appeared in Joey's hand, Ebuu's eyes were full of splendor. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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