Some orcs were directly killed by lightning, some were stunned, some were numb by electricity, and ended their lives with the human soldiers who arrived with knives in their hands. Under the lightning attack wrapped in the power of heaven and earth, the orc camp on the city wall was in chaos, and the advantage that had just been established was gone, and the uninjured orcs could only jump to survive in order to avoid the lightning, but the attack range of the lightning also expanded, spreading from the top of the city wall to the bottom of the city wall, and some orcs were paralyzed by lightning at the moment of jumping from the city, and fell to their deaths directly on the ground.

"Throw away your weapons, lose your weapons!"

Some astute orcs noticed that their companions with metal weapons were more likely to attract lightning attacks, so they immediately threw away their axes. But this trick didn't work, and the lightning still chose their tall bodies to greet them, and they couldn't cut their bodies short to make them look less out of the crowd.

"Let's run. ”

In the face of the power of lightning, the orcs quickly realized that they could only be safe if they stayed away from the paralyzing blinding light. As a result, the entire orc front fell into a state of frantic retreat, but the dark clouds carrying lightning did not intend to let them go like that, and followed them closely, and by the way, the big men with outstanding bodies were brought down.

"It seems that this magician named Alan Kanter is really not in vain!"

The orc high priestess Hortha Moon realized that something was wrong, and he ordered the Wyvern to take off to find the magician who was hiding in the dark clouds, but the humans were already prepared, and as soon as the Wyvern took off, Stanny on the wall found out and immediately ordered the dragon Night Nerondia to intercept it.

"Poof!"

Seeing that the Wyvern could not complete the task, Hotha Moon could only bite the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the tip of the staff in his hand, and the skull embedded in it immediately became bloody and hideous.

"Almighty beast god, bestow bloodthirsty power on your people..."

Hossa Moon sang the war song as he raised his staff above his head, and as the war song was sung, the surface of the skull turned red, and then spread out from the staff, turning into a red mist that enveloped the orcs at the front of the position.

The bloodthirsty desire made the orc warriors forget their fears for a moment, and they stopped fleeing, turning back and reuniting with the humans they were chasing.

The magician hidden in the dark clouds also seemed to notice this surprising change. If the role of Warsong is not eliminated, humanity will lose the advantage it has just gained, and the battle may well turn into a bitter war of attrition. Then the clouds began to change, and he abandoned the ordinary orc warriors, and quickly concentrated on the head of the orc priest, and spun at high speed, faster and faster, until finally a huge storm vortex formed in the sky.

At the center of the vortex, Horsa Moon immediately realized that the crisis was coming, and the more he sang his battle song, the faster his body danced, and the blood mist emitted from the staff head skeleton no longer dispersed, but condensed around him to form a cocoon of rich colors.

The dense arcs of electricity swam at high speed in the clouds, like a trickle of mountain springs, and finally gathered together to form a huge arc the size of a bucket, which split on the blood-colored fog cocoon like a groundbreak, and let out a roar!

The blood cocoon shook violently, not cracking, but the color had faded a lot, and it was even close to transparent.

The dark clouds turned more and more rapidly, and the clouds and mist within a radius of hundreds of steps in the center of the battlefield were all driven, and for those who were in the battlefield, it seemed that the entire sky was rotating together, and finally a huge funnel was formed, and countless small arcs of electricity quickly converged towards the bottom of the funnel with the rotation, gathering more and more thickly, and finally condensing into a radiant lightning ball.

Lightning Cage, Advanced Qi Magic!

If a high-level magician casts it, it will definitely not be put in the eyes of the orc high priest, but the lightning cage at this moment is obviously beyond the ordinary range, enveloping the space within a radius of twenty steps, and the more than two hundred orc soldiers who are responsible for guarding the safety of the high priest are almost all electrocuted in an instant, even the Kodo beast is no exception, and he fell down and died with a "whimper".

In the midst of it, Hossa Moon did not move, he took out a short blade and slashed his wrist, and the blood spurted out and was absorbed by the skull of the staff, and the blood cocoon immediately became as thick as a huge drop of blood.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The emitting arcs of lightning generated within the lightning cage were denser than a torrential rain, and the sound of their cleaving on the blood cocoons in no particular order was so loud that it was as if heaven and earth were colliding, and the entire battlefield trembled with the sound of impact. The soldiers on both sides of the war stopped fighting, and even the orcs blessed by the bloodthirsty war song were instinctively shocked by this power of heaven and earth, and couldn't help but look at the center of the battlefield.

Because everyone understands that the critical moment has come to decide the outcome of the whole battle.

Hossa Moon had cut his veins with a knife for the fourth time, but only a few drops of black blood had flowed out of the wound, and the blood in his body had been sucked out, but the lightning outside had not stopped.

"How can there be such powerful magic in the world?"

With a bewildered lament from Hossa Moon, the lightning cage finally drained all of its energy and dissipated in several filamentous arcs. The center of the battlefield, which attracted the attention of tens of thousands of soldiers, returned to calm, as if everything just now was an illusion.

No, why is there not even a standing figure in the middle of the battlefield?

"Where is the High Priest?"

The orcs finally realized a fact. The high priest of Hossa Moon, who had an incomparably high position and power in their hearts, had been killed in the battle just now, and his body was scattered to ashes, not a single bone remained.

"The High Priest is dead!"

The desperate orcs reacted, panicked and scattered, and the situation on the battlefield was completely reversed.

The dark clouds dispersed, and a figure fell from the clouds with the sunlight, and he threw away the remaining half of the tattered animal skin in his hand, which was the residue of the release of a magic scroll, and the animal skin was not an ordinary animal skin but a dragon skin, because only the skin of a dragon could carry such powerful magical energy.

"Brother Ellen..."

The figure was Alan, and Miranda and Stanny greeted him excitedly.

"Where's Harvey?"

Alan glanced around and saw many familiar subordinates, but he didn't see Harvey.

"Harvey sacrificed. ”

Miranda choked up and told him the bad news.

"What!?"

When Alan heard this, he only felt that his eyes were black, his body shook twice, and finally fell to the ground.