Age of Adepts

Many orcs crouched on the top of the city.

They watched helplessly as their relatives fought against the terrifying undead not far from the city, but they still couldn't get rid of each other's entanglement. This made their hearts more anxious and irritable.

In the sky, there are wraiths and harpies entangled to death.

On the ground, the tauren, centaur and wolf cavalry were fighting to the death with the ghouls.

Judging from the situation, the orc warriors are worthy of their heroic reputation, smashing ghouls into blood sauce and chopping them into pieces of meat like chopping melons and vegetables.

However, the mixed troops who went out to rescue were only 400 meters away from the remnant orc army not far away, but they still couldn't join together.

But at this moment, a fierce battle suddenly broke out inside Dry Water City.

At some point, a group of shadowy creatures with typical exotic features emerged from the dark corners of Drywater City, and launched a swift and violent attack on all the orcs approaching.

At this moment, those who can stay in the city are either the orc women and children, or those old orc old men who have lost their teeth. They suddenly faced such a vicious shadow creature, and there were a lot of casualties in almost a single encounter.

The orcs who were still worried about the juniors outside the city immediately let out a heart-piercing roar, rushed down from the top of the city frantically, and fought with these uninvited shadow creatures.

A dozen or so shadow witches did not fight these orcs head-on, but ran around the city relying on their shadow hiding skills. Every time they go to a region, they open a small passage to the shadow plane in the corner of the wall, and summon a group of shadow creatures whose strength is no more than apprentice level.

From time to time, there will be some 1st-level shadow creatures mixed in.

It is obviously an unrealistic idea to build a strong city with 40,000 to 50,000 orcs by relying on these miscellaneous fish. But using them to disrupt the position of the orcs is like a fish in water, and it couldn't be more suitable.

Orcs are all elemental insulators. Except for the orc shaman who can drive and summon some elemental power, the rest of the combat professions are almost all physical attacks. However, the internal resources of the Johnson plane are scarce, and the orc warriors do not have any magic equipment at all, which makes it difficult for them to quickly kill shadow creatures in groups.

And the unique ignoring defense effect of shadow creatures also hurt the orc warriors. And these wounds are attached to strands of shadow power, which cannot be healed without being dispelled by the orc shaman.

Therefore, relying on many shadow creatures, just a dozen 1st and 2nd-level shadow witches have already caused Dry Water City to become restless and distracted.

At this time, the death witches had already driven the wave of undead corpses across the horizon, bit by bit drowning the remnants of the orcs still struggling outside the city and the poor rescue team.

The huge tide of undead corpses did not stop at all, and hit the city wall of Dry Water City like a dark tide.

Dry Water City has only two gates, east and west. The towering city walls are covered with dense turrets and bastions, and powerful bed crossbows and burst guns reveal half of their bodies from the crenels. Each of the crossbow bolts carried on it is more than 2 meters long, with the thickness of a child's arm, and the body of the crossbow made of fine iron exudes a cold light in the bright sky.

As the tide of corpses approached, a series of crossbow arrows flew down from the top of the city, piercing through the crowd of undead with ear-piercing roars, nailing them into skewers of meat.

Such a terrifying scene, if the attackers were replaced by humans, everyone would have been so frightened that their hearts would be beating and their legs would be weak, and their morale would have plummeted. But the undead driven by the witches obviously didn't have this problem. Even under the heavy rain of arrows, they still howled and rushed towards the twelve-meter-high city wall.

The city walls of the orcs were built of rough and hard boulders, with countless spiked wooden stakes densely packed with nails. These were originally used to guard against large-scale animal hordes nearby, but unexpectedly encountered another terrifying enemy today, the horde of undead corpses.

A wave of black corpses poured under the city wall, clustered into lumps of fleshy bumps, and then you pushed each other and struggled to climb up. The zombies moved very slowly, and their movements were also very clumsy, but as the flesh became thicker and thicker, countless creepy undead slowly moved towards the city.

The orcs who were lying on the top of the city and throwing stones down were all pale with horror, and their hands and feet were weak.

Looking down from their point of view, what you see are ugly and hideous faces, and vicious undead who are desperate and scrambling to be the first. These undead seem to have no idea what fear is at all. Even facing the huge boulders smashed down by the orcs, or the crossbow arrows shot head-on, they still open their bloody mouths and stretch out their dirty and filthy claws. The enemy close at hand issued a fierce threat.

They are not life, but just a group of dead bodies that can move freely under the power of witchcraft!

And to be devoured by such dead spirits, even with the care of the beast gods, the souls of the orcs may fall to the terrible lower realm to protect their feet.

It is precisely because of this understanding that for the first time, these pious believers who believed in the beast god felt a trace of fear from the bottom of their hearts, and had a strong urge to escape from here!

However, the blood and stamina in the origin of the orc souls offset the fear in their hearts, allowing them to continuously attack the undead under the city wall amidst bursts of roars and roars.

Crossbow arrows are firing, and fire oil is splashing everywhere.

With a rocket, a huge flame suddenly exploded under the city wall.

Immediately, the whole venue was filled with a stench and pungent smell of barbecued corpses, which made people want to vomit.

Greem, who was watching the battle from afar behind the tide of corpses, couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Although the Necromancer Legion is just cannon fodder concocted by the Death Witches, they can't be squandered like this! Plane wars are endless, and if you want to conquer any mature plane, you must be prepared for a protracted war.

Now that the gate of the plane has been closed, there are only so many dead spirits that the death witches have brought into the Johnson plane. The early stage is exhausted, so how can we stop the real army of the orc empire in the later stage?

It seems that we need to suppress the wave of undead corpses.

Under Greem's signal, Fennao Gru once again slowly approached the city wall with the magic archer troops. When he got to the right position, Gru stopped, and began to order the magic archers to crazily pour firepower on the top of the city wall, in order to suppress the defensive operations of the defenders at the top of the city.

The 300 magic shooters who were equipped with magic energy ray guns stood in place one by one, and the ray guns in their hands shot out dazzling red lights one after another. 300 scorching rays each time are enough to cover a section of the city wall fifty or sixty meters above the city head.

Fortunately, the orcs with battlements escaped the swift attack. And those orcs who leaned out and crazily threw boulders down the city were unlucky, their bodies were pierced with dense blood holes, and they fell down from above screaming.

Orcs are brave, orcs are fearless. Orcs are the strongest and bravest warriors in the entire Johnson plane! But this still cannot make up for the huge difference in equipment between the two sides.

The orc equipment is all taken from the barren northwest wilderness, where there is a lack of large metal deposits, and there is also a lack of skilled blacksmiths who make sophisticated weapons and armor, so it is almost difficult to see well-equipped full-body armor on orc warriors.

The only thing they have is thin animal skin and a strong body!

Orcs may be powerful, but their bodies are still made of flesh and blood. Facing the overwhelming scorching rays, apart from trying their best to dodge and howl in pain, they have almost no equipment to resist them.

Dawa, who was hiding in a strong bastion and peeking at the battlefield, punched hard on the rough rock, where the rock crumbled when his fist landed, revealing a deep pit full of cobweb-like cracks.

"These damn witches, where did you find so many metal puppets... No, you can't let the soldiers at the top of the city defend against the enemy's intensive attack. Go, tell me the group of Cyclops, it's time for them to play ..."

An orderly ran out immediately.

A moment later, somewhere under the city, a group of twelve or thirteen Cyclops slowly climbed up to the top of the city under the leadership of a giant king with giant eyes.

Their appearance immediately attracted the attention of the witches in the city.

Cyclops who can throw stones? It seems that they are the only long-range troops on the side of the orcs!

Seeing the appearance of the Cyclops, Greem couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

These 300 magic archers were his main force participating in the war of planes this time. If they were destroyed by these cyclops whose average level was at level 2, Greem would feel distressed to death.

So Greem gritted his teeth and forced a laugh, raised his hand and threw out two puppet crystal cores, summoning two terrifying Balrogs with a height of 5 meters. And with a roar, he himself transformed into a tall Balrog surrounded by flames.

Three Balrogs appeared in one breath, which made the eyes around the battlefield involuntarily focus on Greem.

Under the leadership of Greem, the two terrifying Balrogs, one on the left and the other on the right, came to the front of the magic archer's troops side by side. Facing the dry water city in the distance, they began to summon a large-scale red flame column, Meteor showers and Mount Doom.

Although the attack power of level 2 witchcraft poses a limited threat to level 3 creatures, it is not stingy with horror scenes like doomsday disasters for middle and low level orcs.

Fire and rain meteors fell from the high sky, and even the impact brought fire shock waves, causing terrible damage to the distant city wall. Meanwhile, pillars of red flames with a diameter of ten meters suddenly exploded somewhere at the top of the city, engulfing twenty or thirty orc warriors at once.

Such magical flames flowed across the city wall, and those Tier 1 orc warriors were incinerated into ashes in the pillar of fire before they even had time to call for help. Only those Tier 2 orcs could rush out of the fire with their strong physique, and their bodies were scorched black.

Moreover, the ignited magical flame will not disappear easily, but will continue to burn attached to the stone, and even ignite the wooden weapons on the top of the city.

Dry Water City immediately became a mess!