"Don't be kidding, hurry up and move everything up" Derek didn't know when he walked over, just when he heard Parr's joke, he turned his face blank: "Parr, wise men don't show off their deeds, have you forgotten what I gave you?"

"I haven't forgotten, teacher" Parr hurriedly corrected his attitude, he dared to joke with anyone, but his teacher Derek, this orc can always bring him heavy oppressive force, sometimes Pal even feels that Derek has not lost all her strength, how could a powerful priest who was once and now a black priest, a white priest, and a natural priest lose his strength because of a curse, not to mention that with the help of Yang Xiu, the curse on Derek's body has been removed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as Derek arrived, all the people immediately got busy, those goods were going to be moved to Iron Song City, Duronda and Iron Hand took all the orcs to start working, they sent all the bags of goods to the magic circle, and those goblins could only stand aside and watch because they couldn't help much.

It took some work, everything was finally moved, goblins, gnolls, and orcs walked up to the magic array one after another, Pal took one last look at the castle with the frost dragon in his arms, and the magic array under his feet flew out with a "bang" in an instant, disappearing without a trace, leaving only an empty castle.

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No one knows what God thinks, the original plan was to let all the three Oasis Tribes perish under the army, so that no one can threaten God's leadership in this Fifth War of Resistance, the Oasis Three Tribes have held this name for too long, they will never watch someone pass them and give orders to all the orcs, so they must die.

At present, the Iron Song Drinking Tomahawk has died, and only the Roaring family is left, as long as this tribe is gone, no one will be able to shake the leadership of the Lord, after all, the madness potions are all from God's side.

But at such a time, God chose to save the Roaring Tribe, which is very incomprehensible to everyone.

But God's command still had to be followed, and a group of celestials came to Gore.

"Who are you?" Gore asked strangely, looking at the cloaked men who suddenly appeared in his room.

"We're here to help you fend off the human army, and in two days they'll be outside your tribe, and if nothing happens, you'll end up like the Tomahawk tribe," the celestial said.

"I know that, but who you are and why are you here to help roar, I don't seem to know you," Gore.

"We can't answer that, you just need to know that we have no ill intentions, and we will live and die with the Roaring Tribe," said another celestial, his tone very flat, as if he didn't take death to heart.

Gore couldn't help but tremble in his heart, who are these people, are they a lone ranger or sent by an organization?

If it's a lone ranger, then there's nothing to worry about, and if it's someone from a certain organization, it's scary.

What organization can raise the people below to the point that they are not even afraid of death? Just because of a single order, they will come all the way to roar and the tribe will pay for their lives?

This is undoubtedly a terrible organization, at least Gore has never seen such a terrible organization in his life.

"How can you help me defend against the human army?" Gorew.

"Hm" "Whew" "Whew"

Each of the cloaked men stretched out their right hands, and a bright red flame floated out of their palms, swaying slightly in the windless room.

"Natural priests?" Gore couldn't help but be stunned, the more than twenty cloaked people here turned out to be all natural priests, so it seemed that they did belong to the same organization.

"Don't worry, no matter what happens to the Roaring Tribe, we won't leave, we will use all the power of everyone to help your local human army"

Things were settled so easily, with these twenty or so priests, it would undoubtedly be much easier for the Roaring Tribe to fight against Xilan's army.

In the midst of everyone's waiting, Maran's army finally arrived two days later, and the atmosphere of the army under the city made the clansmen of the Roaring Tribe secretly clench their weapons in their hands, they were the last tribe in the oasis, and they had to fight until the last moment no matter what.

"The momentum of this tribe is good," Xilan said with a smile as he stayed in the ironclad chariot, as long as this tribe was attacked, the entire oasis would fall into the hands of Maran, which was good news.

"Under the leadership of General Xilan, absolutely no orcs can stop our attack," the guard quietly praised beside Xilan.

Xi Lan smiled faintly and said: "You still say it, pass on the order, siege the city"

"Yes!"

Without any foreplay or signs, the humans began to attack the city, and the artillery skillfully began to attack the perimeter of the Roaring Tribe, opening a broad road to the Roaring Tribes for the attacking soldiers, but the other party would not let the humans succeed so easily.

Four series of totem poles rose up on the earth, these totem poles released water and fire, turned the wind, controlled the land, and instantly blocked all the Maran soldiers who wanted to rush over.

These twenty or so celestials were extremely powerful priests, and each of them had summoned three totem poles in their hands, plus the Roaring Tribe's own priests.

The scene of more than 100 totem poles appearing together is truly spectacular, which used to be seen only when the orcs launched a war of resistance, but today it has opened the eyes of these people.

Maran's soldiers couldn't rush through the encirclement and suppression of these totem poles at all, and all the people who rushed up one by one were blown up and had no corpses, which was very miserable.

"Where's the magician, hurry up and think of a way!" Seeing that all the people in front were dying, the soldiers behind immediately became anxious, urging the magicians who stayed at the back.

"What's the hurry, doesn't it take time to recite spells?" The magicians were not reluctant to make a move, but they were using spell magic from the beginning, dealing with the orc priests, ordinary instantaneous magic was useless at all, and even the barrier on the other party's body could not be broken.

As soon as the magicians' spells were perfect, they could immediately see countless brilliant bands of light erupting from behind the military formation of the Maran army, and these bands of light were all kinds of high-level magic, and when they were put together, they smashed towards the Roaring Tribe like an overwhelming land.

If you let these spells fall, you don't have to defend them, just wait to die.

Those priests naturally wouldn't let these things happen, and as soon as their gestures changed, the totem pole lit up with a dazzling light, and together they held up a bowl-like transparent barrier and buckled upside down on the roaring tribe, directly blocking those magics, stirring up the aftermath as if it was a splash thrown by a stone, which was very beautiful.

"Why does this roaring tribe look a little wrong, we don't seem to have seen so many totem poles when we attacked the Tomahawk tribe" Xi Lan, who had been watching the play in the back, frowned inexplicably, this roaring tribe's counterattack was inevitably a little too fierce.

"Don't worry, General, we don't still have Netanin, this roaring tribe is definitely no match for the great army," the guard said.

"Also, this guy is stronger than anything else" Xi Lan glanced at the crescent moon jade in his hand, and his heart suddenly settled down a lot. (To be continued.) )