Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Mighty Crowd 1

Dark clouds converged in the sky and the wind whistled.

The sound of fighting resounded between the heavens and the earth, and tens of thousands of undead turned into a terrifying wave of corpses, attacking Orlank from all directions.

The professionals, who had rarely gathered, were now at the city walls and gates, and they threw themselves into the war as best they could.

Fortunately, most of the monsters in the corpse tide are physical attacks, and most of them have to run under the city wall, and then climb the extremely hard city wall, similar to the siege warfare in ancient China.

This gives the sparsely numbered humans a big advantage and can attack from a high position. The vast majority of trainee warriors with low strength can also safely unleash bows and arrows, or throw stones wrapped in alchemical burning liquid to attack.

Countless skeletons and zombies were smashed to pieces and wrapped in flames, and the fierce smell of corpses and the smell of roasted meat mixed together to turn the city walls into an olfactory hell, and countless people were smoked to the point that they vomited everything they could in their stomachs.

However, the undead are not so brainless in their suicide attacks, and there is a mixture of a handful of skeleton archers, as well as rarer skeleton mages, and massive destroyer behemoths.

The Destroyer of Death, a terrifying beast resembling a chimpanzee, is about fifteen meters tall, its body is covered with a thick layer of black scale armor, and its head is wrapped in a layer of hard armor that is one or two meters thick.

Once you get close, you will slam your head into it, and you can easily smash the walls headlong!

In addition, it is surrounded by layers of defensive spells cast by necromancers, white bone armor composed of white bones, and dark brown blood demon armor, which is enough for four or five layers of defense.

Carrying arrows and spells like locusts, it strode through the crowd of corpses to the city gates, killing many undead along the way.

"The priest unleashes the Purification Technique! The god of fire sacrifices all the fireball spells, fire bomb techniques, and all the fire balls! Fast! Fast! Fast! Don't hesitate......"

On the city wall, the captain of the city guard in charge of the command roared, his voice was already hoarse, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he wanted to rush over to block this terrible beast.

Boom boom boom~

Hundreds of spell arrows slammed into the opponent's body, but the layers of defense firmly blocked everyone's attacks.

"Damn, that third-level necromancer actually took action to release a protective spell for him!" Chief Captain Nelson realized something was wrong.

The gap between the levels is really terrifying, each level is only seen to be several times the difference, not to mention that it is already luck to be able to hit at a distance of hundreds of meters, and if you want to cause damage, you can only pray for the blessing of the gods.

The farther the distance, the more uncontrolled the spell model became, and many apprentice-level magicians had a maximum attack distance of less than fifty meters, and once they exceeded the limit, they would drift away with the wind.

The attacks that are cast now are basically level 1 and zero, and only two attacks from the second level of the Fire God Sacrifice can shake the opponent.

Click~

The Vulcan Bishop's attack finally worked, blasting through the opponent's turtle shell, and then countless spells exploded on his body, causing wounds large and small.

However, the Destroyer Behemoth was already less than fifty meters from the city wall, and it was seen to lower its head, slam on all fours, and crash into it.

The Destroyer of Death, who has reached level 2, has a body as large as a bus, and it really runs like a truck at this time.

Seeing that it was about to smash the stainless steel city gate, a blood-colored figure suddenly appeared, and the three-meter-long two-handed heavy sword collided with the monster's head.

A deafening bang appeared, causing the vast majority of people near the city gate to be deaf for a while, and there was a roar in their heads.

The Destroyer Behemoth was actually blocked, and even took a step back!

However, the blood-colored figure slammed into the city gate, shaking the wall, and a human indentation appeared on the steel gate.

The dragon-blooded warrior Brent shook his wings, soared into the sky and fell sharply as if nothing happened, the greatsword in his hand shining with blood-colored light, and slashed from the neck of the giant beast.

Puff~

The beast's massive head slammed to the ground, sending a puff of smoke and dust, and black blood erupted from the back of its neck like a fountain, dousing Brent with a spurt.

Brent's right hand doubled, grabbed the beast's head and threw it into the crowd, killing a large number of undead.

"Victory! Humanity will win! ”

This scene made countless soldiers and adventurers who participated in the battle boil again and shouted loudly.

When Brent flew back to the city wall and landed beside the city lord Richie, the other party looked at him with worry and whispered, "Brother Brent, you use the power of the bloodline so frequently, it is easy to hurt your own origin." ”

"Richie, dying on the battlefield is where men end, and I don't care about that. What's more, can you do it without working hard? Brent pointed to the exponential army of the undead.

"Alas, if only a legendary powerhouse could be sent." Richie sighed deeply.

Ollank is just a very ordinary small city, and the strongest is only the second level, and in the face of such a terrible army of undead, there is not much ability to resist at all.

It's impossible to know how long it will last, and it may not be long before it will be breached......

At this time, he was amazed to see that the figures jumping down from the city wall one by one, each with an extremely powerful aura, seemed to be in a no-man's land among the monsters.

One of them was surrounded by snowflakes, all snow-white, like an ice elf, and the undead who dared to approach her were frozen into ice sculptures, leaving hundreds of ice sculptures and a frost path in her path.

The other summoned more than a dozen fire elementals and surrounded him in the middle like a moon of stars, constantly exerting his natural abilities. Blazing fire spells turned his surroundings into a lava hell, devouring countless monsters.

There is another one who is even more miraculous, I saw her walking barefoot among the monsters, and when she stepped on the dry ground, plants instantly grew, and in the blink of an eye, they grew and bloomed. The vines swam like snakes, winding the undead into pieces, and then the flowers turned into hideous maws, swallowing them in an instant, making them more and more brilliant.

In addition, there are several terrifying figures roaming the army of monsters, exerting many incredible abilities and wantonly strangling monsters.

Whether it's low-level skeleton zombies, powerful abominations, or even necromancers trying to snipe them, they can be easily killed.

In the end, the necromancers no longer dared to deal with them, and retreated to the back of the army of the undead, intending to consume them with endless undead.

However, these people are so powerful that a single spell can wipe out a single undead and turn the already precarious situation around in an instant.

City Lord Richie exhaled a long breath, looked at this group of strong men who suddenly appeared with doubt, and muttered, "Where did these strong men come from?" ”