With the blessing of the Book of Dusk, only an orc shaman can learn the Great Aaagh! Magic, the "Head Hammer Blaster" shocked the audience when it debuted.

This cost 300 aaagh in one go! 's spells are definitely worth the price, and the power is far beyond his own imagination.

In a matter of seconds, the heads of more than a thousand Zareis soldiers burst open one after another, blood and brains flew together, and rivers of blood flowed on the bluestone slabs, and the scene was spectacular.

The entire battlefield suddenly fell silent, whether it was the orc big guys who were still fighting fiercely in front of the stone, or the shrimp warriors who were besieging Atrak behind him, they were all stunned on the spot and forgot to fight.

With just one magic, there was not a single living person in a radius of thirty meters around the orc lord, and it was all emptied.

Before everyone reacted and returned to the fight, only Stone did not stop, and he would not waste this great opportunity, and he rushed with a sinister smile on his face while the distant target was still in a daze.

The moat, which was originally unable to guarantee that it would be able to pass smoothly even with all its efforts, suddenly dropped from hell difficulty to normal, and while the three skills that increased movement speed and charge power had not disappeared, the stones stepped on the ground full of blood, and a green whirlwind blew again.

He was originally less than fifty meters away from Levarian, and now thirty meters of it was the main road at four o'clock in the morning, empty, and the last twenty meters except for a negligible number of ordinary soldiers, there was only a group of ordinarily equipped cavalry, numbering about fifty.

These cavalrymen were Levalian's personal guards, and were his most loyal men, many of whom were selected from the Black Iron Falcon Heavy Cavalry Regiment.

Although their equipment is not as exaggerated as that of the Black Iron Falcon, who are fully armored with men and horses, the strength of the riders alone is definitely no worse than those heavy cavalry with obvious sounds.

It's just that these knights will obviously be frightened by the spectacular scene just now, and half of their companions are also within the coverage of the shockwave, and now they are all headless horsemen, by the way, and those war horses, their heads have also exploded with their masters.

In the blink of an eye, the stone rushed twenty or thirty meters away, and only then did they come to their senses at Levarian's roar, and in a panic, they drew their long swords at their waists, and with their shields in the other hand, they rode their horses and charged at the huge orcs like the gods of hell.

Although they had an absolute advantage in numbers, their momentum was not as majestic as the one opposite.

The reason is very simple, looking at the look of horror on their faces that has not yet faded, you can know that the terrifying scene just now is far from over, and it is bound to leave indelible traces in the hearts of these warriors, of course, provided that they can survive today.

On the contrary, in the face of the charge of these cavalry, the stone face was not afraid to laugh, and the corners of his cruel mouth were even more open.

Although after deducting the upgrade cost and the energy used up by using the "Head Hammer Blaster" just now, he no longer has any extra aaagh! to cast other spells, but that didn't affect his killing efficiency in the slightest.

To be precise, he has been waiting for a good job with real knives and guns.

Don't forget, the stone rushed over single-handedly, in addition to grabbing Levarian and asking about the whereabouts of the light mage, there was another important reason to vent!

The disappearance of the little bell can only be said to be too bad luck, and it can't be blamed for Rep and Ayigunu not taking care of it, so he can only hold back his anger and keep it for the enemy.

Defeating some of the ordinary Zareth infantry just now was just a warm-up, and now these elites of the City Lord's personal guard are qualified to vent their anger.

Like the invincible "Black Iron Falcon Heavy Cavalry Regiment", the cavalry of these pro-guard teams all had the level of bronze swordsman or above.

The perennial professional training has made their physical fitness much stronger than that of ordinary people, and coupled with their skillful combat skills, their overall strength should be higher than that of ordinary orc boys, and a little worse than that of big guys.

But they made a serious mistake.

These cavalrymen were just bronze swordsmen on horseback, and their combat effectiveness on horses was far worse than that of bronze knights of the same rank, but not only did they not dismount and wait for the battle, but they took the initiative to charge like a knight.

The problem is that the cavalry is best at using the speed of the mount to attack, but at the moment, at such a short distance, before the horse can run, the battle has already begun.

The speed of the stone was much faster than they had imagined, and in the face of this group of rushing cavalry, he had no intention of dodging at all, but directly collided with it head-on.

There was another loud bang, and the orc lord's bull-like body collided with the cavalry at the front, and unexpectedly, it was the war horse and the knight above him who were knocked out.

Then the stone began to be incomparable.

Flesh and blood are flying, and it is unbearable to see.

It was only after they actually came face to face that the knights of the pro-guard realized what kind of monster they were facing.

The stone of more than three meters, even if hunched like the other orcs, was a cut taller than the knight on horseback.

He seemed to swing the giant broadsword in his hand like a door panel with a heavy weight, no matter where it hit, whether it was a shield, a long sword, or a direct slash on the war horse, there was only one end, broken.

After evolving into a black orc, the strength of the stone is obviously greater than before, plus two weapons with a strange peak of damage, no matter how strong the shield, no matter how sharp the long sword, no matter how strong the war horse, with just one click, the weapon will be broken in two along with the owner's corpse, and the war horse will be directly beheaded.

In addition, there is a significant change in his body, even if the upper body does not have any armor covering, but even if the opponent's long sword can occasionally slash him, the wound left is not very deep, and most of it heals quickly on the spot, leaving only a small red mark.

On the one hand, it is because of the limited strength of the opponent, and on the other hand, it is also because his green to black muscles are not ornaments.

Now he has greatly improved the hardness of the surface of his skin, the toughness of his internal muscles, and his ability to recover.

So don't look at the stone now shirtless, but after a few rounds, not only did he kill a dozen cavalrymen, but the damage he received was almost negligible, although his body was covered with bright red blood, but most of it was left by the enemy before he died.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and opportunities are fleeting.

Although the stone seemed to be immersed in the killing pleasure, in fact, his attention never took away from the real target not far away, and he was also observing the situation on the entire battlefield.

Ever since his terrifying spells had inflicted heavy losses on the Zareth people, the morale of the opponent had dropped significantly, and with the constant attack of long-range poison arrows, the orc boys had begun to gain the upper hand on the frontal battlefield, although they were only a quarter of the opponent's number.

Behind him, the pressure on the Aracrina Empress Spider was also much less, and only a few hundred spearmen were left around it, apparently trying to hold it back, and more people were hurriedly running back to protect their city lord.

After easily defeating the green-skinned cavalry, Lyman saw that his own city lord was in danger, and had to give up the idea of leveling the other goblin archers, and immediately turned around with all his strength and rushed back to the rescue.

Time is running out for the Black Orcs!