When the orc camp was completely set up, night had fallen.

The atmosphere in the orc camp was solemn. The first wave of the orcs' temptations did not bear fruit, and they suffered heavy losses today, with six or seven percent of the air elite being lost, allowing the humans to gain momentum.

If it weren't for Zolak's [Finger of Death] in the end, he would have regained some momentum, and the atmosphere in the barracks would have been even more awkward at the moment.

The tribes of the Frost Empire are gathering their forces, and it will take three days to reach the Doomsday Mountain camp.

The big chief Eugene had a solemn face, and he had to hold the front line for the past three days and wait for reinforcements.

Humans will certainly not allow them to hold the main road so comfortably, and there will definitely be many sneak attacks and harassments.

In terms of the current combat effectiveness of the orcs, if the human troops attack with all their forces, they may not be able to stop it. Zolak's Finger of Death comes at a price.

Zorak cautiously stepped forward and said, "Great Chief, in fact, we can also bring in a reinforcement army to help us ......"

High Chief Eugene frowned, of course he knew what the reinforcements Zolak was talking about, but whether or not the reinforcements needed to be put in quotation marks for the time being.

"Are you so sure the undead in the Undead Forest will join us?"

"A large part of the undead in the Immortal Forest are the bones of orcs who were abandoned in the Fountain of Youth, and they became undead after awakening their consciousness. Therefore, the undead leader in the undead forest is also very likely to be an orc when he was alive. As long as you send someone to communicate, maybe you can get them to become reinforcements. ”

"And at what cost?" The Great Chief Eugene asked, the white bones awakened their free will and became the undead, and if you want the undead to serve, you can't rely on your feelings before you die, you must pay.

Zolak spread his hands and said, "How about the wild land north of the Fountain of Youth?" ”

The wild land north of the Fountain of Youth, this is a bitter cold land, a place where even the frost orcs feel that survival is bad, and it is inaccessible.

The undead have only white bones, no skin, and do not perceive changes in temperature.

On the other hand, if the orcs can have the undead as allies, as long as they break through Owendale, a large area of rich land south of them will be theirs, and the frozen soil north of the Fountain of Youth, will be given to the undead.

"Don't worry, this time I will arrange for the most powerful to stop, and the orc warriors to do this." Zolak already had a smile on his face. In his opinion, an alliance with the undead was already a sure thing.

When it comes to the most intimate relationship with death, the race is the undead, but when it comes to profession, what class could be closer than the Council of Warlocks who embrace death and evil powers?

"Then I'll arrange this now......" Zolak bowed out of the tent and immediately arranged for the men to go to the Immortal Forest.

From Owendale, the orc camp twenty miles away was lit with fires, and even half of the sky was red.

Even if you don't stand at the head of the city, you can see the sky-high fire in the city, like a sleepless fire, and the doomsday volcano hundreds of miles away.

The Mage Tower runs at full power and becomes a lighthouse at night, illuminating everything within a three-mile radius, leaving no gaps.

The Mage Tower comes with a true vision effect, and orc stalkers can't sneak around and wreak havoc at night.

Soldiers of the First Legion were stationed outside the city, digging trenches and blockades overnight, and workers repairing the walls, all in an orderly manner.

Shen Fei sent human players and MI7 agents to the orc camp to reconnoiter and sabotage by the way.

There are also military spies who have returned from Doomsday Mountain, bringing the latest information to everyone.

"The army of orcs is gathering, and it is estimated that there are about 150,000 more troops that are gathering from all over the Frost Empire towards Mount Doom, and it should be assembled within three days, and then it should be the time for the general attack of the Frost Orcs."

Hearing the news, everyone's faces were gloomy.

With an army of 150,000, plus more than 100,000 orc warriors, and Zorak's incomparably powerful [Finger of Death], the next orc attack may be a devastating battle of victory and defeat.

With the convergence of 200,000 armies and hundreds of thousands of orc warriors who can be resurrected, such a battle will only be a white-hot battle, and it will not take long.

The longer it takes, the more logistical support it will be a burden for both sides.

The rations of an army of 200,000 were a problem.

This is true for orcs, and it is true for humans.

Both sides are now shouldering the war with the strength of the whole country, and the longer it lasts, the domestic economy will be dragged down, so they are thinking of a quick solution.

"Do you want to take advantage of the fact that the orc army is not yet fully integrated in the past few days, and take the initiative to seek battle and launch an attack?" Generalissimo Ferdinand asked.

"We rushed out and took the initiative to fight, I am afraid that we will fall into the enemy's tricks, and small-scale harassment is okay these days, but it is not appropriate to dispatch on a large scale."

"We now have the advantage of air power, and we can use the Griffin Knights to harass on a daily basis, or to cannibalize the enemy's remaining air power."

Everyone expressed their opinions one by one, which sounded very reasonable, but in the end, they failed to come up with a reasonable plan.

The main thing is that the [Finger of Death] shown by Zorak today is too terrifying.

If there is an armed raid, then someone must be in command, no matter who is asked to command, as long as you eat this kind of killer skill, there is no possibility of survival at all.

So in the end, after thinking about it, it is better to choose a more secure way.

No matter who loses high-end combat power, it will be a fatal blow to the human empire.

After the meeting ended, Shen Fei was just about to go back to the rest room to visit the fat tiger who had been beaten and shut up, but he met the cathedral priest who was already waiting at the door.

"Regent, the archbishop, please."

Mailer did not attend the evening meeting, because he had overdrawn the Holy Light in the afternoon and flashed at the end of the battle, so he went back early to rest.

"What did Mailer ask me to do in the middle of the night?"

Shen Fei was a little cramped at first, thinking of the way Meller came out of the mage tower with his waist behind him, and behind him was Archmage Jordan with a satisfied face, and Shen Fei felt a chill.

But at the thought of Mailer now flashing his waist, this guy is old, and there shouldn't be any moths now.

The priest led Shen Fei to the door, and then retreated knowingly.

Shen Fei entered the room and found that the old boy Mailer was sitting in his seat drinking chrysanthemum tea.

Hinted.

"What's the matter with the archbishop calling me over in the middle of the night?"

Mailer glanced at Shen Fei with complicated eyes, and said straight to the point: "If the regent has time in the past two days, he can go to the Fountain of Youth." ”

Fountain of Youth?

The previous intelligence said that there were now a bunch of undead creatures entrenched there, and Mailer suddenly reminded him of what it meant to go to the Fountain of Youth?

Although Shen Fei is definitely going to go, there are still three days for the orc army to be assembled, and now at this time to leave with the fat tiger, the ability of humans to defend the city will be greatly reduced.

"Why did the archbishop suggest that I go to the Fountain of Youthfulness at this time, is there anything else in mind?"

If it weren't for the fact that Shen Fei had already mastered substantial evidence, he would still really suspect that Archbishop Mailer was the one behind the intention of subverting the human kingdom.

"Because I feel that the Fountain of Immortality has what Elder Shen needs, and now is the right time."

Mailer didn't look out of the ordinary, and Shen Fei couldn't find any loopholes in his words and expressions.

"Well, I'll think about it."

After another round of greetings, Shen Fei left Mailer's residence and returned to his room.

Mailer kept suggesting that now was a good time to go to the Fountain of Youth, and that it must have meant something.

If Mailer had said this before the expedition, Shen Fei would have absolutely directly branded him as a reactionary rebel.

Now that Shen Fei has ironclad evidence, he already knows who is the real mastermind, not Mailer anyway.

So his words are still not malicious, you can listen to them.

The fat tiger was lying on the sofa, looking sluggish.

Today, it was still frightened by the [Finger of Death], and it was only one breath away from death.

This is true death, not the kind that can be resurrected after death.

[Finger of Death] contains evil energy, and the power of death is enough to devour even the soul of the fat tiger. This move uses the souls of the killed creatures as nourishment, and the more powerful the people killed, the more people killed, the more souls absorbed, and the higher the damage of the skill.

Although Fat Tiger didn't know how much energy each soul could provide, with the current damage of a million shots, Zorak's hands were already covered with blood, and the blood was flowing like a river.

But fortunately, Fat Tiger felt that after this life and death crisis, his mana recovery speed was twice as fast, could it be because of an epiphany at the moment of life and death?

This can only be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

Shen Fei is looking at the sand table map.

Owen Dale to the Fountain of Youth, Lakstak, has the ability of the fat tiger to fly, it can be arrived in half a day, and it is a day to go back and forth.

Shen Fei was sure that Mailer was trying to tell him something, but he couldn't say it explicitly.

"Fat Tiger, I'm going to the Fountain of Immortality to do something, are you coming?"

Fat Tiger rubbed up from the sofa and asked, "What are you doing at this time?" Do you want to get the fountain water? ”

Shen Fei nodded and said, "It was Mailer who reminded me to go, I always felt that he was going to say something, but he didn't say it clearly, so I was ready to go over." ”

Fat Tiger got up and patted the hair on his body, "Then what else do you say, let's go!" It takes half a day to get to the Fountain of Youth, and now is the right time to take advantage of the night. ”

"You, is it okay?"

Shen Fei looked at the fat tiger, since eating the [Death Finger], the fat tiger's entire tiger has languished.

Fat Tiger patted his shoulders and even puffed out his biceps: "No problem, I feel good now." After today's battle, I feel like I'm getting stronger again, and my mana recovery rate is now double that of before! ”

"What, you've doubled your mana regeneration rate?"

Even Shen Fei was shocked, could this guy really break through when he was hovering on the edge of life and death?

If that's the case, then why do you have to go to the Fountain of Youth?

Even Shen Fei estimated whether he wanted to provoke the undead creatures of the Fountain of Youth, make some threats, and make the fat tiger stronger again on the edge of life and death.

Fat Tiger stared at Shen Fei's eyes, and saw through the thoughts of this guy who was very bad in his bones.

"Young man, your idea is very dangerous, I advise you to give up!" Fat Tiger said seriously.

Shen Fei sneered and snorted.

"I just thought casually, how could I possibly put you in danger."

"There is no best!"

The news of Shen Fei's departure did not alarm too many people, and he took the opportunity to slip away with the fat tiger while patrolling at night and disappeared into the night.

Mailer heard the sound of the white tiger's spirit wings waving, and came out of the house to look at the deep night sky, the expression on his face was a little complicated.

"Let's hope this trip goes well!"

Some long-lost memories gradually came to Mellor's mind.

It was a memory full of hope, redemption, but also darkness and struggle.

In the end, in despair, Mailer chose to bury these memories, never mentioning or remembering them.

Today, I heard the information from the front line that there are still 150,000 orc armies gathering, which makes Mailer a little worried, and the other legions of the human race are also rushing to Owendale, but it seems that the number of people gathered is not so large.

The long-lost memory is awakened, and there is still a chance in the Fountain of Youth.

It's just that Mailer doesn't dare to guarantee now that nothing has changed in forty years.

Shen Fei rode the fat tiger towards the Fountain of Immortality in the north.

The night was overcast, and the fat tiger carried Shen Fei above the clouds, undetected by the orcs.

The orc's camp stretched for miles, and the campfire resembled a dragon, and even above the clouds, you could see the continuous light of the fire.

Leaving the battlefield, the clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, the moonlight sprinkled on the earth, and Shen Fei saw the Fountain of Youth, which shimmered with fluorescence hundreds of miles away.

The closer he got, the more Shen Fei could feel the vastness of the Fountain of Youth, which was definitely bigger than the Qinghai Lake that he had been to on Earth.

The moonlight casts on the huge lake like a mirror.

Next to the Fountain of Youth, there was a forest glowing with a silvery white light, and the branches of the trees grew wildly and irregularly, like white bones piled up at random.

Immortal Forest.

Shen Fei had heard from the mouths of intelligence officers that there were undead creatures in the undead forest.

The fat tiger landed directly on the edge of the Fountain of Youth.

Shen Fei stood on the shore, looking at the endless ocean in front of him, and couldn't help but gasp: "Immortal Spring, I think it's better to call it the Immortal Sea!" ”

The entire sea is as calm as a mirror.

The moonlight shines on the sea, illuminating the Fountain of Youthfulness and the undead forest next to it, as if it were daytime.

Shen Fei filled a glass bottle full of immortal spring water and put it away.

The silence around was frightening, and there was no sound.

The branches of the undead forest behind him were dry, but they grew strangely and very tall.

Under the moonlight, the branches of the tree are like white bones, crystal clear and glowing with white light.

"What Mailer said couldn't be in the Undead Forest, right?"

Shen Fei remembered the location of the ancient battlefield 40 years ago before the Immortal Forest, where the final battle between the beasts and humans took place.

The orc warlock Zorak sacrificed hundreds of thousands of living beings to give the remaining orc warriors the power of brutality and fight until their blood burned out and turned into dry bones.

"This thing feels evil!"

Fat Tiger watched as the mist gradually rose from the wet ground.

"You have a lot of blood, you go ahead!" Shen Fei kicked the fat tiger's ass.

The fat tiger was kicked in front of him all of a sudden, and his hair exploded in fright.

"That's not what you said during today's war!" Fat Tiger's tone was aggrieved, and Shen Fei also reminded it to be careful and come back safely during the day. When it came to such a terrible place at night, it was really inhumane to kick it in front with one kick!

Click!

Fat Tiger took a step, and he heard a crisp cracking sound under his feet, which sounded like a tree branch was broken, and it felt like a bone was broken.

"Don't stiffen, let's go."

Shen Fei followed behind the fat tiger, clutching the fat tiger's furry tail.