The players of Black Dragon Castle didn't have to wait long.

In fact, four or five hours after the first round of Orc attacks, players noticed that the Orc camp was back in motion.

And this time, the entire orc camp was mobilized, and nearly 30,000 troops actually poured out......

The boundless army of orcs began to outflank the other side of the Black Dragon Castle along the hillside, gradually completing the encirclement.

However, although the city is besieged, there is a teleportation circle, and the players in the Black Dragon Castle are not worried.

Instead, they looked at the black-pressed orcs, their expressions full of anticipation:

"Is it finally time for a second attack?"

"Good fellows! This time, everyone is around, is it time to start a decisive battle? ”

"I've been hanging up for a few more hours, and I'm in a hurry."

"Hahaha! Be content! The same group of players who fought the ambush are still crouching in the Elven Forest and the Dark Mountains. ”

"Poof...... How long are they going to squat? Don't you come to farm monsters? ”

"I don't know, it seems that they have received a separate mission, maybe they will come out to raid when we have a decisive battle with the orcs."

"! Are they in charge of harvesting? This is not going to work, we will have to work hard in a moment to kill some more orcs besieging the city! ”

"Poof...... Everyone has been in ambush for a day, so they have to drink some soup, right? ”

"You don't understand this, we fought for so long in the morning, and the half-orcs died more than a thousand, and those players who were in ambush rode demonic beasts, chasing and killing half-orcs to estimate that they would chase a quasi-child, and the last time they fought mercenaries, more than 200 European emperors with crypt spiders made a fortune!"

"! Really? ”

"What are you lying to?"

On the city walls, players look at the orcs moving like an endless colony of ants, and talk about it as if they weren't the ones besieged.

At this moment, the army of orcs is a different story......

In the main camp of the orcs, three tall altars, one large, two small, and three tall altars were erected.

The altar is painted with intricate patterns that weave into a symbol of a bow and snowflakes.

Thirty-six orc priests, led by three silver priests, were following the half-orc priest and bowing to the altar.

Their faces were painted with oil paint and their expressions were fanatical......

The orc priest, holding an ancient book of winter and hunting, prayed reverently:

"Father God Urel, we worship you!"

"Urel the Father, all glory be to you!"

"You are the master of the hunt, you are the master of the winter, you are the only Heavenly Father of the orcs......"

"We are the dust of the world, you have given us great strength, we are sinners of the world, and it is you who have given us your grace because you have never forsaken us......"

"Cleanse us with your faith, and cast out the wandering of our hearts; Shine your light upon us and give us endless strength......"

Her voice, majestic and sacred.

After the expansion of divine magic, the sound of pious prayer resounded almost throughout the orc camp.

And all the orcs who heard the prayer could not help but bow down in the same way, and began to pray word by word according to the words of the high priest......

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding army of orcs knelt down.

They muttered to themselves, some looked frightened, some looked reverent, some looked fanatical, and some looked dazed......

It's all the same.

And with the prayers of the orcs, the three altars suddenly began to bloom with radiance!

The time had already passed noon, and the afternoon sunlight had added a touch of warmth to the bleak twilight.

However, this warmth was quickly blown away by a cold wind......

"Ahh

On the walls of the Black Dragon Castle, players who have not adjusted the temperature sneezed coldly.

"Why do I feel a little cold all of a sudden?"

He tightened the armor on his body, shivered involuntarily, and then turned off his temperature sense.

"You don't feel wrong, it's getting cold......"

The other player rubbed his somewhat reddened nose and interjected.

"Look! Heavenly! South! ”

Suddenly, an exclamation came from the city wall, and I saw a player pointing to the sky to the south and shouting in surprise.

For a moment, everyone looked in the direction he was pointing......

In the sky, I don't know when, clouds floated.

These dark clouds continue to converge in the direction of the main camp of the southern orc army......

And at this moment, the southern canopy has been connected into a tumbling sea of clouds, black and pressing, densely packed......

Not only that, but the clouds are constantly expanding and tumbling......

The temperature is constantly decreasing......

"It's ...... The dark clouds formed by the condensation of the magic scattered in the air! ”

Feeling the terrifying energy in the dark clouds, the pupils of the natural saint Alice shrank slightly.

"A dark cloud of magic?"

"I'll ...... How much magic it has to be! ”

The players were taken aback.

Below the clouds, above the central camp of the orcs.

There are three silver-gray rays of light, which are constantly shining.

And as the light shone, the clouds in the canopy rolled even harder, and the temperature around it seemed to be lower......

For a moment, the players on the city wall were attracted by the flickering light.

"What's that?"

"Let me see with Hawkeye...... Well? It seems to be an altar! ”

A shooter player said in surprise.

"Altar? What the hell are orcs doing? ”

And just when the players were confused, suddenly, bits and pieces of crystal fell from the sky......

"Next...... Snowing? ”

The players looked at each other.

And just as the snowflakes fell, a divine and majestic force suddenly erupted from the half-orc camp!

Three glittering altars burst into silver light and rose into the sky.

The light stirred up the dark clouds in the sky, and the clouds swirled, attracted by the light, and the two swirled like two tornadoes of dark clouds and snow and ice.

The "tornado" spins to the extreme...... Then it suddenly began to be absorbed by the three altars.

Dark clouds, snow and ice, accompanied by strong winds, frantically poured into the altar......

For a moment, the three altars seemed to be transformed into three bottomless pits with infinite suction power.

In just a few seconds, the dark clouds that had been dense were absorbed by the altar, and the entire sky turned blue again, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion......

However, this calm lasted less than a few seconds.

After absorbing the dark clouds composed of magical power, the three altars suddenly bloomed with brilliant light again, and then three silver-gray pillars of light rose.

And the three silver-gray pillars of light intertwined with each other, and finally turned into a silver-gray light gate!

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Cold, today is relatively short, sorry.