Chaotic teasing, you never know what she's going to do in the next second.

Maybe one second she's sincere to you, or maybe the next second she's changed her mind. Not every god can be like Lyra, who gave everything for Raven, and even the camp shifted from chaos to order overnight.

Faced with Shannie's teasing, the speechless Raven could only take it as a joke and forget about it selectively.

Kargs and Levestus respectfully opened the door where the Four Holy Gates were located and welcomed Raven and his party inside.

"This is ......" Karin was deeply shocked to see the four huge, mysterious, and powerful doors in front of her.

Raven explained in a deep voice: "The Four Holy Gates of the Divine Hell! A world-class artifact left behind by the creator god 'Ao'! Although I have only mastered three of these gates now, not to mention a single orc god line, even Gnusu, together with Rose and Gu Lanba, plus all the devils in the entire Bato Hell, will not be able to break through the defenses of the Four Holy Gates. ”

What Raven said is absolutely true, of course, the Four Holy Gates are not invincible, but in many cases, the Four Holy Gates are equivalent to invincible. It's just that the top secret of this Four Holy Gates, unless it is really tried out by some powerful existence by mistake, Raven will let it rot in his heart.

Tampas, who was waiting in the Four Holy Gates, nodded: "Raven is right, little girl, you can rest assured." Coupled with what Raven showed us yesterday, it can be said that unless Gu Lanba's brain is broken, the chance of us winning this battle is 100%, and there is nothing to worry about. ”

The promise of the God of Battle, which was also a reassurance, Karin squeezed Raven's hand: "That...... Brother, you have to work hard. ”

"I will." Raven paused, and then instructed the rest of the gods, "Except for Tempas and Shanny, all the others should get out." ”

Beginning on May 10, 1316, the entire Phantasmal Knights began to be enveloped in a fog.

Same. At least 5,000 garrisons led by more than 30,000 militias with only rudimentary training but armed to the teeth sealed off the entire territory's borders, forbidding anyone from entering or leaving, and proclaimed a kill order. Anyone who dares to trespass will be killed.

All believers who come to Raven during the lockdown will be accommodated.

"What? Can't find Raven's main force at all? Gnusu was shocked.

"That's the divine power of the phantom goddess Leila, I heard that she has recently been promoted to a weaker divine power." The orc god Inavi replied.

"What about spies?"

"It's already a place of order, and our divine power can't peep into it. The sky is surrounded by a large number of winged elves and shadow beemen, and our falcons can't get out. If you want to receive a message, you can only send it with the most primitive human means. ”

"What about the trapped elves?"

"In the past six months, I have been in a state of preparation, so it's hard to say."

"Send wolf cavalry all over the border, and I'm going to have an air force search the sky around the clock. Sentry falcons, bipedal wyverns, thunderbirds, whatever it is, even if it's stormy, give me a flight! A few of you, spread your divine thoughts around, on the sea, in the sky, and on the ground! ”

Gnasu's order made several orc gods miserable.

However. Nothing, Lyra's power in stealth is just too amazing.

On May 20, 1316, a great battle that shook the entire main plane began without warning.

The barren land in the southeast of the continent of Ultron is extremely barren.

The dry wasteland, the bare mountains with almost no grass and trees, are all there is here.

But here, on a bare mountain at an altitude of no more than 100 meters, there is a city of orcs - Obold City!

Abbard's arrows. A former chief staff officer of a tribal chieftain, he is smarter and sharper than his orc counterparts. He completed various tasks on behalf of the tribal chiefs and priests on several occasions before killing the chieftain to claim the rule of the tribe.

There have been many opponents who have challenged Oberd, but they have not been able to defeat him, but have only added a few attractive scars to him. Oberd's mastery of tactics and his berserk abilities outstripped his clansmen made him a formidable opponent on the battlefield. Years later. Other tribes were annexed by him, and he now commanded an army of 12,000 orc warriors.

A month earlier, he had received an oracle from the great orc god, God-King Gnusu, asking him to quickly join his army in the encirclement of those damned long-eared ones.

But half a month ago, Gnusu sent another oracle that was diametrically opposed: to defend the area. Deal with the possible attack of the Half-Elves Death and the army of Raven Yunfield, the god of shadows.

Magic Communication...... Orcs don't have much magical communication.

Gnu must hate all cultures other than orcs, including magic, and orcs are naturally low in IQ and cannot play with them if they don't.

Billions of years have passed, and the orcs still live a primitive life of drinking blood, except for the most elite orc troops, and the iron weapons that can be refined, all of which are exchanged for gold ore and silver ore from human smugglers who are not afraid of death.

But in the past two years, because Raven Yunfield has hunted down these illegal merchants on a large scale, these merchants who dare to sell weapons to the orc tribe have been turned into zombies and displayed in the Phantom Knight Territory and even the human kingdom near the southeast wilderness. Even with it, the families of those merchants were also unlucky.

No one dares to offend a god who is in charge of death for no reason!

The souls of those unscrupulous merchants captured by Raven do not even have the right to enter the underworld, they can only be tortured for eternity, and no god will stand up for these merchants or guards, even Woking, the goddess of wealth who supports business activities the most, is dumbfounded under Raven's ferocity.

Basically, no merchant dares to risk his life to trade with orcs.

As a result, once the iron weapon is damaged, the only stone axe with the roughest wooden handle can be used.

Obold doesn't care.

"Against those despicable humans, the brave orcs can fight ten at a time!" O'Bridder said.

"But we can't find an enemy, father." Oberd's son pressed his face bitterly.

It's a pity that Oberd didn't notice what his son said at this time, and he was so nervous that he stared at the sky above Oberd.

The south wind was blowing, but the dark clouds were surging towards the east.

This mysterious dark cloud seemed to suppress the entire sky, and it also seemed to suppress all opposing voices. The hot earth and the dry, cracked earth were interpreting the noise of the wilderness in their own way. But at this moment, the entire southeast wilderness seemed to transform into silence in another sense.

Silently, a huge cloud in the sky drifted over the city of Obard, so great and so dense that even the May sun, which had begun to become scorching, was deadly obscured.

Under the huge shadow that seemed to have darkened the entire wilderness, the city of Obled, which was two thousand meters long and wide, and was considered a large city in the orc's sphere of influence, was like an inconspicuous toy.

Not to mention the city of Obard, even the heavens and the earth seem to be covered by this unimaginably huge black shadow.

Obold and his son widened their brass eyes at the same time, not even realizing when their big, foul-smelling mouths had opened.

"Dad, that's a dark cloud, right? It's been a long time since we've had a pleasant rainstorm like that. Will this be the first heavy rain of the year? ”

Aubard* slapped his son in the face with an arrow, slapping him in a daze: "Idiot! It's the floating city of the ancient Arcane Empire! Trumpet! Blow the trumpet now! That's the enemy! ”

With the IQ of Oburd's son, he didn't understand what an Arcane Empire was and what a floating city was. Anyway, Dad's last sentence of the enemy is right.

"Woo-woo-" The desolate sound of the horn alarmed the entire city, and the city of Obard, which had long been in a state of combat readiness, instantly boiled.

Countless orcs, chatting, eating, and mothers-in-law, all rolled out of the rough and dilapidated mud-brick houses, armed with a variety of weapons, and rushed towards the designated meeting place.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of breaking wind in the sky.

Strange sounds such as "Boom-" are endless.

In the huge black shadow overhead, there seemed to be some small, darker black dots, followed by a second, third, and fourth...... Then it appeared densely in the sky.

That density is like someone spilling a large plate of sesame seeds.

It looked like a sesame seed, but considering that it was a 'sesame seed' in the sky thousands of kilometers away, for the first time, Aubird had a bad feeling.

Boulder meteor shower!

Mixed with the terrifying roar of the apocalypse, the smallest huge stone, the size of two carriages, fell from the sky.

Within seconds, a series of loud noises rang out throughout the city of Obold like firecrackers.

Under the acceleration of gravity, the boulder gathered the terrifying kinetic energy that fell from a height of thousands of meters, and each stone fell like a violent and short-lived earthquake for the entire city.

The boulder struck, and the rough reversed room instantly turned into powder, and the existence inside, whether living or anything, was all shapeless fragments. The huge building that Oberd was once proud of, even if it was not shattered by a direct hit, collapsed because it could not withstand the huge shock wave that followed.

One of his sons "banged" and was suddenly swept away by the shock wave from a boulder, and then unluckily cut in half in mid-air by a sharp rock that also fell from the sky, and finally the broken body was scattered in the flying smoke and stone fragments, and disappeared.

This is an attack that completely exceeds the limit distance of orc shooting.

Except for a handful of elites who could look at the sky and dodge as best they could, the rest of the orcs could only wail in pain in this doomsday-like attack, cursing the mysterious foe feebly, and desperately making a final prayer to their most trusted orc god, Gnusu. (To be continued.) )