Heloise lowered her head slightly, panting, looking at the orc warriors in the distance, who were like ripe straws, being harvested piece by piece by the elven warriors of the "wheat cutter", and there was a long silence in her heart.

The nearly hour-long battle made Heloise even more excited in her heart, her cheeks were dyed with a faint flush, very light, and the tiny dense beads of sweat on her cheeks ran down the black hair, sticky on her cheeks, very beautiful.

If the fight continues, at most, the war can be ended in the afternoon, and the elven warriors can be said to slaughter these warriors almost effortlessly in the face of orc warriors who have no power to resist.

Not only did they have no power to resist, but even the strength of these orcs themselves had dropped significantly, infinitely close to zero. I don't know what kind of power this is, but no matter what, we won, and this is the result.

There are only 10,000 elven warriors in the distance, but their eyes are full of fanatical excitement, they are not a race that loves to kill, but when the enemy invades their homeland, they can only pick up the weapons in their hands without hesitation to give these enemies a fatal blow.

It's just that they didn't expect that they would be defeated with one blow under the attack of this 300,000 orc army, instead of just 10,000 warriors like now, but they would crush the opponent with one blow.

It must be the help of the goddess that will have this effect, and it is the prayer and persistence of the empress that will have this effect, and the elf looked feverishly at the empress who was standing in mid-air in front of her and casting magic.

This is our Empress, the Empress who saved us.

In the eyes of the elven warriors, the moment of Miratis remained in their hearts forever.

In the distance, Bakker looked at everything in front of him with a frosty face, and roared, "What the hell is going on? Why is my warrior like this? ”

Orton looked ahead indifferently and said, "I don't know, it's just that if it goes on like this, the 300,000 will have to be buried in your hands." ”

This is really inexplicable, what is the situation in the end, Orton secretly thought in his heart, why did these warriors not even have the slightest strength? Orton felt he couldn't explain it, but it was an extremely important piece of information.

However, I don't want the power that the elves have at all, because if they really have this mysterious power on the other side, they won't be oppressed like this, and if the other party does it on purpose, then this elf queen is really a terrible enemy.

Orton couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart as he looked at the elves floating in mid-air in front of him, their bodies glowing with green light.

Shaking his head, compared to this, he still believes that he should use the power of others to do it.

Barka looked at the front with dead eyes, took a few deep breaths, and said flatly: "At this time, there is another way to turn defeat into victory." ”

Hearing this, Orton looked ahead suspiciously: "What way?" ”

What else can be done at this time?

Balk pointed to the Elven Empress in front of him and said coldly, "Kill her." ”

Orton's eyes lit up, indeed, in this situation, this is indeed a decision to turn defeat into victory.

"Give me the state, although most of the 300,000 troops seem to want to be infected by something and lose their combat effectiveness, but there are still some warriors with the 'God of War Blade' who still have some strength, with these, if you kill the elf queen, no matter what, the elves will inevitably collapse!" Balk hit the nail on the head.

Orton nodded, at this point, this is the last resort.

Orton chanted the incantation with a slight hurry............

Miratis stood calmly in the air, as a magician of the Holy Order Nature Department, Milatis himself had a strong magical power.

A kind of ancient magic other than the seven major systems of magic for natural magicians, similar to the space system, but in terms of function alone, whether it is on or not, but it also depends on that situation.

As a kind of magic that integrates the control system and the healing system into everything, it naturally has wonderful performances in many places. Although the attack is a little weak, the defense is outstanding.

Especially in the forest.

Nature, for a world, is not special to nature, for example, wind, fire, water, wood, thunder, earth...... It's all natural. For elves, it is natural to prefer wood, although there is no wood system in the seven major systems of magic.

Elves themselves possess a natural magical physique, and have a certain adaptability to any magic.

was chosen as the Elven Empress, naturally it is one in a million.

That's why Miratis's magic is outstanding.

Although her face was expressionless, her eyes with joy exposed her mood at the moment.

Victory was almost in sight, and even though there were still dense orcs below, it still couldn't stop Miratis from having this thought.

At this moment, Miratis became more and more calm, the scepter in his hand waved slowly, and in an instant, the entanglement of the soil on the ground tied to the branches restrained dozens of orc warriors, and bursts of green aura spread from the center of the scepter, which drifted to the elven warriors' bodies, healing their weak injuries.

However, Miratis didn't know that at this time, she was being targeted by a serpent-like enemy.

Orcs can't fly, except for some special races, but, with the size of orcs, a high jump is basically equivalent to flying at a low altitude.

Balk is not a warrior of the bird race, but a special mutant warrior of the Tagore race, the Biao warrior.

The Biao warrior is not as large as the tiger warrior, but it is a stronger existence than the tiger warrior, in all aspects.

As a saint-rank, if Balk is in terms of single-handedness, he will definitely be able to rank among the top three races in the empire.

Barely three meters in size, Bakir moved rapidly across the battlefield, carrying a sizable number of spears in his armpits.

For the enemies in the sky, the Orc Empire is very powerless, and it is very difficult to deal with except for the flying troops, because except for some special races that can easily fly in the air, it is difficult for other races, unless you have the strength of the Holy Rank Sky System. Even certain races and Warcraft are more difficult to reach.

Elves thousands of years ago had wings, but now, the wings have degenerated, but their ability to control the blue sky has not changed, but has become rare.

"Although this is your home turf, it won't cost you much, but I can break through your defenses." Balk laughed and said, Perhaps, what you didn't expect the most was that the commander of the 300,000 army would personally come to deal with you? Unexpectedly, my commander didn't have the same strength as my warriors, right?

Balk held a gun in his hand and raised it slightly.

Shouted deeply, as if to tear the air, and threw it.

…………

Milatis snorted coldly, the elves' senses come from nature, and their natural sensitivity allows them to feel any attack at all times.

The scepter in his hand danced slightly, and a large number of trees began to spread out from the top of the scepter, instantly enveloping the position of Miratis against the spear, impenetrable.

Miratis was about to retreat, just in case something happened, but the idea had just come to him, and the spear with a flash of light easily pierced the barrier of the tree, but fortunately, after the piercing, the spear had no momentum and was stuck in the barrier.

Miratis exhaled slowly, releasing the barrier again, and the figure retreated.