Age of Adepts

Xades? Fang silently surveyed the battlefield.

Behind his tall and burly body stood seventeen elders and leaders of the Dry Water City Tribal Alliance.

Among them, Morris, the fourth-level berserk warrior, was the most irritable and restless, walking around beside Qusadis, and asked loudly: "The brats are already rushing up, don't they? Just let us stand here and wait?"

Keshadis said in a deep voice without looking back: "I have already notified the Sara tribe, and they will soon join the battle with the 30 Lei Pengs."

"Lei Peng... Lei Peng... Lei Peng... Could it be that without Lei Peng, we orcs wouldn't be able to fight?"

"We didn't come here today to fight, but to destroy the enemy's portal..." Kessardis finally turned his head, his huge bloodshot eyes filled with an unconcealable ferocious aura: "The beast god You have heard the oracle. The enemy who invaded this time is unusual, but a terrible witch who vowed to take revenge. If they have a foothold here, our Johnson plane will be in danger... "

"Then you should let me go to the battlefield to fight... I will fight from the ground, and when Lei Peng and the others arrive, you will go to the sky, wouldn't it be better?" Morris was still stubborn. With a stiff neck.

Kessardis grabbed Morris by the collar and stared at him fiercely: "You are the most powerful fighter in our team. I now order you in the name of the leader of the Drywater City Tribe Calm down and wait for the real battle to come."

"Hasn't the battle already started? Our little brats are almost overwhelmed..."

"If you are not blind, you should have seen it. None of the strong witches have shown up yet! What are they waiting for? The plague beasts under them are powerful and numerous. It is impossible for our orc army to be their opponents in this war." The opponents of the plague beasts. So they are waiting... Waiting for the opportunity to cull our strong orcs! You say, there is no guarantee, do I dare to bet on the last force of Dry Water City..."

The voices of the two strong orcs were not small. When they roared and roared at each other, the huge sound waves could almost shock ordinary humans to death.

There are many elders or leaders standing behind the two orcs. There are tauren chieftains with humanoid bodies but a huge bull head; there are also sphinxes with a lion face and golden hair; There is a harpy with a pair of gray wings growing on its back, and its mouth protruding forward to form a sharp hook-like eagle beak...

Among the many elders, the Cyclops elder was undoubtedly the tallest and most abrupt.

From the outside, the elder Cyclops is like a strong human being magnified dozens of times, with a torso, legs, feet, and arms, and a face with ears, mouth and nose. The only strange thing is that it has only one vertical pupil standing upright in the center of the forehead.

An ordinary Cyclops is more than ten meters tall, much taller and mightier than a mammoth. And this Cyclops elder with level 3 strength is even twelve meters tall. Not to mention anything else, just the fan-shaped hand it stretches out, one finger can be as thick as the waist of an ordinary human being.

The one-eyed eye in the middle of its head blinked, and it was filled with a strong khaki elemental atmosphere. As long as the battle requires, this cyclops elder can use the earth elements gathered by the one-eyed giant to condense a huge 2-meter-square stone between his palms in 3 seconds, and then throw it on the enemy's head with his stalwart power.

As a racial ability that Cyclops has mastered since he was a child, stone throwing can almost point anywhere within 500 meters. And the Cyclops Elder, as the strongest in the clan, was able to throw boulders 700 meters away.

Such human catapults are almost the top combat power in the Johnson plane with crude weapons and simple fortifications.

Where a large number of Cyclops gathered, even the proud giant dragon soaring above the nine heavens did not dare to easily step into their attack range. And in the long history of Cyclops' survival, there have also been unrivaled powerhouses who slaughtered a giant dragon alone!

But now the Cyclops have lost their former freedom and faith, and have become a strong fighting tribe enslaved by the huge orc empire on the Johnson plane.

At this moment, seeing the two powerful orcs arguing there, Abdu, the elder of the Cyclops, bent down and said in a 'low voice' with a resonant voice like that of a yellow bell, "Kesadis, my boys have already fought. It's been more than 2 hours. Their strength loss is very serious... Look, should they be taken down to rest?"

Although the Cyclops can gather earth elements to condense into stones, this kind of racial ability is not endless. They may be able to last for a long time in normal-strength battles, but the continuous condensing and throwing like before them also overdraws a lot of their physical strength and soul origin.

Therefore, Abdu, the Cyclops elder who loves his own people, made this request.

"No!" Its request was of course rejected by the orc leader without accommodation: "Now our battle situation is very difficult and ugly. If there is no suppression from your boulder throwing, the orc army will not be able to withstand the enemy's offensive Yes. Let your people hold on for a while, our raiding force is coming soon..."

Abdu sighed helplessly and stood up again.

Beside it, Reith, the leader of the mammoth clan, and Kanem, the elder of the centaur, who also had people fighting bloody battles on the battlefield, looked at each other, with anxiety and regret that couldn't be concealed deep in their pupils.

The orcs are far inferior to these powerful tribes in terms of strength and physique, but they can forcibly enslave them with the power of the group. why? Relying on the jaw-dropping birth rate!

The lifespan of orcs is only about sixty or seventy years old, and their reproductive cycle is only thirteen years.

This also means that it takes only thirteen years for an orc to give birth to the next generation. But for these powerful war races, their birth cycle is extremely long.

Cyclops are the most powerful, and their life expectancy can generally reach 170 years, with a reproductive cycle of 100 years. The mammoths are even stronger individuals, with a life expectancy of 150 years and a 60-year reproductive cycle. The strength of centaurs is slightly weaker, and the life span of the group can reach 120 years, with a reproductive cycle of 40 years.

Therefore, even if their individual strength is far superior to that of the orcs, the overall strength of the group they can display is far inferior to the 'weak' orcs with the blessing of the beast god!

Therefore, seeing the precious young generation in the ethnic group struggling to resist the attack of the witch troop, the elders or leaders of the ethnic group were all anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

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On the other side of the battlefield, many high-ranking witches are gathering in front of the portal, watching the bloody battle on the front line, and listening to the surviving advance team of witches report the basic situation of Johnson's plane.

Johnson Plane, a medium plane rich in resources and rich in creatures.

And the one that dominates here is naturally the focus of the attacks of the witches on this trip - the Orc Empire!

The capital of the Orc Empire is in a place called Duveden, which is 12,000 kilometers away in a straight line. And the orc city closest to the portal is called Dry Water City, where 110,000 green-skinned orcs of different races live.

The orc legion that surrounded the portal and attacked frantically came from there!

According to the information collected by the advance team of witches, there are as many as a hundred strong men in Dry Water City, and here we are talking about tribal strong men with a level of 3 or higher.

The advance team of witches was the positioning stone buried 7 hours ago, and the first batch of orc attack troops arrived 5 hours ago, a group of up to 300 harpies. If it weren't for the equipment and strength of the advance team of witches, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to support the witches' troops from crossing planes to support them.

It was precisely because the witches acted very covertly that they caught the orc empire by surprise.

Although the positioning stone had just activated the remote signal, it was captured by the power of the beast god. But from the time it sent down the oracle, to the time when the orc tribes gathered and rushed to the battlefield, it still left the witches with the best chance to open the interplanetary remote portal.

The team of orcs is constantly marching towards the battlefield, and the troops of witches are also pouring out of the portal.

In this way, the two sides launched a life-and-death bloody fight on this desolate and remote gravel plain. Judging from the current battle situation, it is obvious that the witch side has taken advantage of the situation, and is driving the orcs out from the vicinity of the portal, and is constantly consuming and eating away at their vitality.

The orc tribe has always been all soldiers.

Since Dry Water City has 110,000 orcs, it can pull out an army of 110,000 orcs.

However, those who can arrive on the battlefield early are the elite of the orc army after all. As long as they are consumed here, there will be some old, weak, sick and disabled women, children and the elderly. Although the strength is not inferior to the human army, they are not worth mentioning in the face of the powerful witch army.

If this battle is fought well, maybe that dry water city can also be taken down.

In this way, the Witch Troop is no longer a lone army that has to work hard for an expedition, but has a strong fortress and stronghold that can advance and retreat. Therefore, the decision made by the witches after discussion was to bury all these elite orcs here, and never allow them to escape back to Dry Water City!

It was precisely because of this decision that although the witches had hoarded a large number of powerful witch beasts in the rear, they did not put them into the battlefield. Instead, relying on the waves of mid- and low-level corpses in front of them to cling to the orc legion, they bled them little by little.

As for the plan of the powerful orcs in the distance, of course it also fell into the calculations of the witches.

A group of Lei Peng whose level is no more than 2nd or 3rd level, are they willing to use it as a trump card in such a war of planes?

They are simply a group of country bumpkins who have never seen the world!

Many witches sneered disdainfully...