When this dimensional war was going on for the fifth hour, the belated Lei Peng raid team hurriedly joined the battle.

And this also indicates that the brutal and bloody confrontation on the ground has lost its due significance, and the center of gravity of the war has shifted from the ground to mid-air.

There are as many as sixty strong men above the 3rd order organized by the orcs, most of whom are orc warriors and shamans with burly and strong bodies, and the rest are good fighters of other races.

Orc warriors and shamans rode mammoth elephants or sat on top of Lei Peng, and swooped in wild manners from both the ground and the air to pounce on the tall portal that was still spitting out otherworldly creatures.

The real battle that will determine the victory or defeat of this dimensional war has only slowly begun!

Maybe it was because they saw that the orcs had poured out of the nest, and the witches no longer held back, and flew into the sky one by one. Among them, the leader of the Death Witches, Ksuna, was the most popular, riding the fourth-order corpse dragon Artest into the sky in a roaring wind, blocking the way of the orcs.

Dimensional warfare has always been a life-and-death battle, and there is no possibility of peaceful coexistence.

Therefore, there is no need for the two sides to talk and negotiate, and as soon as they meet, they directly start a posture and play hedging.

I have to say that although the orc warriors are all brave and fierce, especially after being promoted to a high level, their attack power is explosive, Buddha blocks *, and God blocks and kills gods. Unfortunately, they still have a huge flaw, that is, they can't fly, and they can't attack from a distance.

Orc warriors are like insulators of the elements, and less than 1 in 10,000 orcs in the group can master the elemental talent to become shamans, which is 1/20 of the probability of humans and 1/400 of the elves.

Therefore, even after the orc warriors are promoted to the high rank, they will not be able to transform their life energy into a powerful fighting spirit like humans and elves, and master some powerful medium and short-range combat skills. Even if they advance to the high level, what they will improve is only a stronger physique, more powerful explosive power, more outstanding magic resistance and physical recovery.

Nothing else!

And even if such a high-level warrior is a fighting god-level, the witches are not afraid at all!

The two sides approached quickly in the sky, and when the distance was less than 500 meters, the first wave of long-range attacks exploded in each other's clusters.

On the side of the orc camp, the only ones who can inspire long-range attacks are these 30 Lei Peng and those orc shamans.

Before the thunderstorm and the large fireballs that slashed through the air could get close to the witch cluster, they were swallowed up by a flood of witchcraft that was more gorgeous and terrifying, and then took advantage of the situation to purge the entire orc assault force.

Those third-order thunder Peng could also hold up a thunder light barrier to protect themselves and the orcs on their backs, suffering in the raging and turbulent waves of witchcraft. And the thunder light barrier that rose outside the second-order Lei Peng's body suddenly exploded into a turbulent stream of thunder and lightning in the sky before it lasted for 3 seconds, and they could only snort and quickly dodge the terrifying witchcraft that smashed in front of them.

As for the many harpy powerhouses who followed closely behind Lei Peng, they all flapped their wings and flew quickly, rushing left and right in the dense witchcraft attack like rain and mist. They have no magical armor, no scale protection, and the soft and fragile wings on their backs are slightly swept by the aftermath of sorcery, which is the end of screaming and falling.

Less than 100 meters in the air was not enough to kill them, but waiting for them below them were ugly zombies looking up at the sky and screaming ho-ho monsters from their mouths.

With just one blow, the orc raid team lost 1/3 less.

Those who fell into the sky wanted to touch the portal, and they had to cross nearly a thousand kilometers of battlefield space, and countless terrible dead souls that filled it. Don't think that these ho-ho monsters, the necrons with sticky saliva in their mouths are easy to deal with.

In their dense ranks, no one knew where there were high-level necromancers of rank 3 or 4. Those low-key lichs casually give a death finger or a law: death is enough to kill those unlucky guys who are not mentally resilient enough.

And the orcs who only pay attention to the cultivation of the flesh * body and rarely exercise the spirit are undoubtedly such unlucky eggs!

The spell battle that erupted in the sky undoubtedly attracted Grim's attention, but what attracted him even more was the rain of third-order orcs.

In the wizarding world, the chances of finding a battle with a Tier 3 existence are almost slim. Even if there were, it usually indicates that the Crimson family is facing an existential crisis. How could it be like this, with two big eyes open all over the world looking for the easiest 3rd order to start!

Hey, that Baba who fell from the sky with his hands and half of his body blackened seemed to be an orc sword master...... No, you can't pick it!Juggernaut's attack power is too strong, and few people in the team can resist its furious blow.

Huh...... It seems that another third-order Lei Peng has fallen down over there...... No, there is an orc on its back, and that guy seems to be a 4th order!

In the rain-down 'kohlrabi', Grim's black pupils shimmered blue, quickly analyzing the basic strength of each orc powerhouse. Although most of the orc powerhouses have a powerful life force field lingering on their body surfaces, distorting and deflecting the detection ripples emitted by the chip, it is impossible to obtain very detailed body data.

But with only the vague information fed back by the chip, Grim has tried his best to find those targets that are not too dangerous in the dazzling red sky.

After all, they came to this Johnson plane under the banner of the Witch of Destiny, and if they didn't have a good result, they wouldn't want to straighten their waists within the witch. Helping the witch troops slaughter those low-level orcs in the past can only be regarded as basic hard work, and only the high-level existence that strives to kill and injure the opponent in this high-intensity and high-intensity plane war is the best bargaining chip to measure the results of the auxiliary forces.

Therefore, after weighing the basic strength of the party, Grim quickly and boldly targeted the hunt on those lone third-order orcs.

"What the hell are you waiting for? Shouldn't you rush up to fight at this time? There are so many delicacies here today......" Standing beside her, Mary, who looked impatient, licked her red lips lightly, her scarlet blood pupils roaming left and right on the fat and strong 'blood food', difficult to choose.

Alice looked smiling, and her curious gaze swirled around Grim.

To be honest, although she is a witch of fate and can see through the life trajectory of most living individuals, she only can't understand the 'master' of the male witch in front of her.

She had been vaguely aware of Grim's strange soul traits a long time ago!

This makes anything she prophesies intend to be bizarre and unpredictable as long as it involves Grim. Moreover, this 'anomaly' is not man-made, but the blessing of the laws of the plane, intentionally or unintentionally.

This also indicates that anyone who tries to predict Grim's secrecy will only get a wrong result!

Not only him, but even those guys gathered around him will be contaminated with this 'unpredictable' characteristic, and become an 'outlier' that deviates from the original trajectory of fate.

Like this Mary in front of her, according to her fate, it is absolutely difficult to advance to the rank of wizard, and she will die in the apprenticeship. Can ...... now

The same goes for Alice!

Alice had predicted countless times that her fate would have been stopped the moment the Tower of Destiny opened. But it was because she 'unintentionally' met Grim and became the other party's soul slave that her fate deviated unpredictably.

The ripple effect of this deviation was so great that even the first Witch of Destiny who stepped into the Void of the Plane could not contain it.

After being promoted to the Witch of Destiny, Alice had countless opportunities to break the soul contract between herself and Grim. But after thinking about it, Alice gave up silently.

Without the help of Grim, the 'black hole of fate', she would not have the confidence to compete with an old monster that had survived for tens of thousands of years. Alice saw very clearly that her biggest bargaining chip against the old monster was neither the identity of the Witch of Fate nor the many subordinates under her command, but Grim.

So, all along, she has tied her fate tightly to Grim. Although there is also a part of love in this, it is more of a kind of guidance from the instinct of the soul and the power of fate.

Since fate made them meet and let them support each other, then she naturally had no choice but to 'accept her fate'!

And just as Alice smiled with mixed feelings, the rest of the Crimson wizards turned their trusting eyes to Grim.

They trust this patriarch of their own, trust in his choices and judgments!

Under his leadership, the rise of the Crimson family is unstoppable and inevitable! And they are the witnesses and creators of this miracle, and they are honored!

Under the different gazes of these companions and subordinates, Grim's body, which was still as immobile as a mountain and stood straight, was shocked, and he finally found a suitable target.

Tier 3 Orc Shaman...... and a 2nd order Lei Peng!

Although this combination is a little different from his plan, it is still within the scope of the Crimson family's hunting.

Grim immediately gave a series of battle orders without hesitation.

Gru, who was slowly advancing in the tide of witch corpses, immediately had a clear battlefield coordinates in his mind. Under its command, the phalanx of 300 magic archers immediately turned around and began to shoot covering the predetermined area.

The dense web-like scorching rays instantly covered the area where the Rank 3 orc shaman had fallen......

At the same time, the crimson members who had been cowering near the portal began to move rapidly towards the area.

Among the majestic figures that rise one by one, the pair of Grim and Arms is the most eye-catching!