The Veil of Illusions?

There are at least 3,000 orcs inside, what mage is so boring and spends so much mana to hide them?

Even if you add the previous losses, the total in the valley is only 10,000 orcs.

The terrain of the city of high rock is dangerous, and it is impossible to give full play to the advantage of numbers, otherwise the sea clan would have broken through it a long time ago, so what is the use of the orcs hiding it?

Under the gaze of the orc centurion, no more, no less than a hundred orcs stood out, and walked into the illusion with a tragic look. The strong orcs followed.

Al turned into a shadow and followed in one of the orc shadows.

As soon as he entered, Al was taken aback.

There is only one tent in the whole illusion, and in front of the tent there is a mysterious altar, and in front of the altar stands a mysterious young shaman.

A hundred ordinary orcs, guided by the rules, surrounded this altar layer by layer and knelt down.

The mysterious shaman begins to chant a mysterious shamanic incantation, and the voice is desolate and ancient, and it is as exciting as the drums of war.

The orcs kneeling in front of the altar chanted the songs of the savannah, chanting the holy name of the orc god of death. They suddenly picked up the sacrificial knife on the ground, plunged it into their chests with a frenzy, and shouted with blood and tears.

"Idros, God of Death, I beg you to take us home, back to the realm of the orcs!"

Al had already gotten away from the place when they were chanting the true divine name.

As the orcs sacrifice themselves, the altar glows with an evil red light, and all the red light falls into a container on the altar.

The sacrificial orcs all fell to the ground, but the shaman still did not stop his spell. A strong orc stepped forward and took a sip of the red-glowing liquid in his arms and taught it to the next person.

In the camp, there were more than a dozen orc centurions of the tenth level, and the number of three hundred was made up.

I don't know what was in the container, although it was indeed not small, and three hundred people turned around and did not drink the contents of the contents.

When the container was returned, the newly joined orc centurion was the first to burst out with a fierce aura and howl in the sky.

Their bodies grew, and they grew taller, tearing their clothes and armor apart. The skin gradually turns blue and black, hard. The eyes are cruel and cunning, and I don't know how they are endowed with wisdom.

This is the Orc.

Al was terrified. What the hell is in that container, sacrificing a hundred ordinary orcs in exchange for three hundred strong orcs?

These crazy strong orcs, with their breath bloodthirsty and furious, choose people to devour.

The mysterious young shaman stopped the incantation, chanting to them some incomprehensible ancient language, gradually controlling them and calming their manic momentum.

"Go, find the man, and bring him back to me. ”

The three hundred strong orcs howled wildly and returned to the valley along the way. Another siege began.

As soon as the orcs left, the shaman walked over to the container and pulled out something the length of a finger from it.

Is this the thing that created three hundred twelve-level strong orcs? Such a powerful thing is used on such a corner battlefield?

And, what was it? How did he feel so familiar?

The shaman withdrew from the mysterious medium, and suddenly cracked his terrifying fangs and chuckled.

"I've seen enough of the play, so let's invite our guests to sit in their cells. ”

Al was shocked, he was actually discovered? Even the gods couldn't find him, how did this shaman find out?

Hiding in the shadow of a giant tree, Al is about to launch a shadow teleportation to leave.

An ugly orc suddenly leaped out and fled towards the borders of the Curtain of Illusions, making a thousand coquettish sounds.

"The cell you're talking about isn't your tent, girl, I'm not interested in orcs. ”

The orcs spilled a terrifying grin.

"I happen to like little human girls. ”

A majestic figure suddenly appeared in front of the female spy, pinched her slender neck, and cut off all her ability to resist.

He had a blue complexion, a tall stature, a cold face, and an undisguised aura.

Real, very young, fourteenth-level strong orcs.

"Lord Habaka Shaman, please be careful. ”

The orcs respectfully offered the female scout to the Habaka shaman.

The shaman's staff made of bone lightly tapped on the struggling female spy, and she instantly lost her strength and fell unconscious.

Habaka led the female spy to the only tent in the entire vision.

"Ruruha, don't go out lately, keep this place safe, the secret of the strong orcs has been discovered. ”

"If you can't catch that boy next week, you will destroy this finger, transform all the orcs into strong orcs, and storm the city of High Rock. ”

"Yes, Habaka Shaman. ”

Is that medium really just a finger? What kind of existence, a finger can transform into a 300-strong orc?

Unable to find any memories of this finger breath in the mirror memory, Argen Durley set up a mission to analyze how to rescue the female spy from a mysterious shaman, a level 14 strong orc, and a large number of orc soldiers.

The shaman's power is strange and mysterious, and Al has never been in touch with it.

Moreover, he is no match for the Orcs alone, so he can fight several Revenge Church stalkers at the same time and make them into Heroic Spirit stand-ins. A fourteenth-level strong orc warrior, I am afraid that if we meet, I can catch him with one punch like that female spy, and I can't even pronounce a spell.

Before Al's rescue plan was known, the female spy suddenly rushed out of her body and rushed out of the illusion like a bird. Laughing coquettishly as he rushed.

"The girl's innocent body let you touch it a few times, and this will be regarded as an apology. ”

The tent was torn apart at the same time, and an enraged Habaka came out naked.

"Ruruha, catch this damn thief!

However, this female scout who was deliberately caught by the strong orc, the real strength may still be inferior to the strong orc, but the speed is amazing. If it weren't for the moment she came out, Du Lei released a mouse brother for the first time, and the person would have disappeared a long time ago.

Al quietly exited the illusion, and turned into a crow flying in the sky and chased after him.

The female scout didn't run to the city of high rock, but rushed to the sea.

Al's heart sank, the orcs were basically landlubbers, she didn't want to hide in the sea and get rid of the strong orcs.

It's all turned into the Dead Sea by him, and people can't sink into it, and she's a live target in the water.

In terms of speed, Al a level 10 mage would definitely not be able to catch up with them. But Al is a mage, and there are ways to get ahead of them.

Al stepped out of the shadows of the seashore and faced the rushing female spies and orcs, his hands outstretched and hugging and calling.

Patches of shadows emerged from Al Shadow, forming a monster with its jaws open in the air, and pounced on the female spies and orcs.

Seeing Al, even the female spy didn't chase after him, the wild fighting spirit on Ruruha's body poured out, split the giant sword on his back in two, and quickly rushed towards Al, who was casting the spell.

Like a fish jumping out of the water, the shadow beast opened its huge mouth to bite the orc and the female spy, and the cover fell to the ground and dissipated with a pop.

Ruluha was the only one left in his place.