When Lear and the others had just entered the forward base on the shore, the hellhounds and demons in the rear were chased by the evil god lord, without leaving them any time to prepare, and they didn't even have time to gather the sailors who were still repairing their ships on the beach, and the battle began directly.

The orcs climbed up to the high platform behind the fence, and if there were not enough of them, they simply stacked them with wooden crates and floating buckets, and some of the axes were the thousands that Lear had purchased for them before leaving the border city, and they threw axes at the hellhounds and demons through the gaps in the fence, because of the large number of simple traps dug at the entrance of the base, there were always unsightly creatures caught in them, and the unlucky ghosts would always be the first to become the target of all the orcs.

A three-headed hellhound roared and rushed up the fence, the three-meter-high spiked wooden fence may be able to stop the evil spirit, but it definitely can't stop the three-headed hellhound jumping high, the hellhound bit the head of the half-orc who threw the axe behind the wooden fence, ignoring the sharp wooden thorns cut a deep bloody wound on its lower abdomen and thigh, the orc was thrown to the ground by it, and after a few brief convulsions and struggles, it was silent.

"Whew!"

The three heads of the Hellhounds let out a neat roar, tossed the headless orc corpse aside, and then rushed to the side to find the next target.

Seeing this, the surrounding orcs turned their targets to attack the Cerberus that rushed into the fence, and a dozen sharp axes turned it into meat sauce in an instant, but the delay of these few seconds also made more Cerberus Dogs approach the fence.

The original wooden fence was not very strong, although the orcs deliberately dug down dozens of centimeters when driving the pile, but the soil stability of the sand structure could not withstand the strong impact, under the impact of more than a dozen cerberus together, the bottom of the fence soon appeared a large tilt.

As a result, the wooden fence that had been holding back the enemy became a steep slope suitable for attack, and the Cerberus roared into the camp, while the orcs fled from their original positions, fighting and retreating.

Under Ivo's guidance, the orcs gathered to a corner at the back of the camp, where the orcs could climb to the top of the crate with cargo stacked high in wooden crates, while Haag and three other warriors stood guard with weapons at their feet.

This is the last position of the orcs, and if dragged into melee combat by the creatures of hell, they will quickly turn into a pulp of flesh beneath their claws and fangs.

The dead Cerberus had not been resurrected, and it looked like the Evil God Lords had exhausted their magic, but these fierce fellows were armed with long whips and drove away all the demons and Cerberus behind them.

Just as they had successfully broken through the defenseless camp gate and gathered together, a cloud of dazzling white light suddenly burst above their heads, and dozens of sharp ice blades immediately pierced into the group of evil spirits, and those Yellow Spring creatures suddenly let out one wail after another.

The resurrected demons are no better than ghosts, they have real bodies and flesh, the blade-like ice blades pierced their bodies, and the bodies that did not die immediately were all a blur of flesh and blood, and those who were slightly less injured roared and pulled out the ice blades in their bodies, and some directly tore off their severed limbs, they angrily searched for the enemy, and after feeling that there was no way to retaliate, they tore directly at their own stumps.

In the chaos, several huge flames suddenly fell from the sky and smashed into the group of evil spirits that had fallen into madness, but this time even the evil god lords behind them did not have time to escape.

Even creatures from hell are few who are not afraid of fire.

Four bursting fireballs exploded at the camp gate at the same time, two slightly larger and the other two slightly smaller, but the waves of fire they set off after their explosion were immediately connected, and the raging flames were like waves crashing against cliffs, surging and drowning everything within the radius of the magic, whether it was wood or metal, whether it was corpses or living creatures.

Several Evil God Lords roared out of the fire, they were at the very edge of the explosion when the explosion occurred, but at this moment they had obvious burns all over their bodies, charred flesh and even bones were exposed, and there were bodily fluids flowing down the backs of their hands and cheeks.

Those closer to the center of the fire were less lucky, the roaring flames swept them into the arms of death for the first time, and the screams and struggles that followed were all from the instinct of life, or the changes that occurred in the heat of the body after death.

After more than ten seconds, the fire was still burning on the remnants of the wooden fence and the grease on the corpses, but there was no movement in the fire field.

Adela stood on the lookout in the middle of the camp with a pale face, while Lear next to her looked fine, the male mage handed her a blue mana potion and then took out a magic scroll from the ring again.

Just now he had been watching the orcs fight with the hellhounds without helping, for at this moment, the number of enemies was too much, and even his current magic reserves were definitely not enough, he could only wait, he could only watch the orcs retreat and run away to let the demons and evil gods break in, and only when these things relaxed their vigilance and regrouped together, he could give full play to the mage's greatest advantage.

"Ice Ring!"

Lear stretched out his hand, and the spell scroll in his hand responded with a burst of white light, and then a huge ice crystal exploded at the gate of the camp, but the strange thing is that this time the ice crystal exploded too much, although the fist-sized ice cube can also bring a little damage to the evil god lords, but in fact, such a scattered attack is not painful at all for those thick-skinned Yellow Spring Kings.

Sure enough, Lear's attack deeply enraged them, and dozens of lords roared and roared towards the watchtower, stepping on the ice chips and water splashes on the ground.

"Thunderbolt!"

Lear took out a new spell scroll and urged it twice without hesitation, and two thunderbolts as thick as buckets exploded above the heads of the evil god lords, and the two lords who were directly hit by the lightning instantly turned into charred corpses, but when their white smoked corpses touched the same kind around them, something strange happened.

The lords who were touched by the corpse first trembled, and then they all fell straight forward, and then the people they touched again repeated the previous action, and dozens of evil god lords fell like dominoes in an instant.

All this was done slowly, but in fact, it was only done in a flash of lightning, and by the time the lords behind realized that the situation was wrong and suddenly stopped, the wetland in front of them was already lying densely packed with their own shaking and twitching kind.

"O karmic fire spirit from hell, in the name of the destroyer, I command you to sweep all life before my eyes, and leave it to you for judgment, both good and evil!" "Hell bursts into flames!"

Lear, who hadn't recited the spell for a long time, had a series of notes ringing out of his mouth, and he knew that except for the two evil god lords who were hacked to death at the beginning, the residual jumping current was not enough to make the remaining ones fatal, and it only took a little time for them to wake up and recover after being stunned and paralyzed, and although this spell had always been in his mind, it was not until he was at the sixth level that he was able to cast it.

A gift from the deceased old Abbot of Palofodi, Carrie, - a fourth-level spell Hell Burst Flame.

Before the Evil God Lords could feel the slightest uneasiness, the fire elemental around them violently rioted, and not only that, but countless fiery breaths began to tumble and surge under their feet, as if an active volcano that had been silent for a long time could not bear the filth trampled on its head.

When the first flame appeared in the air, "Boom!", the area with a radius of twenty meters centered on the broken camp gate was instantly enveloped in a ball of flames, different from the red flames produced by the bursting fireball before, and now the flames that spread their wings like a phoenix in anger actually showed a blue and white color.

The white lotus karmic fire burns all the sins in the world.

The Evil God Lords who were lying on the ground and fell into a paralyzing coma didn't even have time to scream, their flesh and blood turned into nothingness inch by inch under the licking of the flames, and all the sins were empty, leaving only white bones.

And those uninjured lords began to scatter and flee at the first time, the long whip in their hands threw out a whirring sound in the air, and the energy brought by the whip tail even disturbed the trajectory of the fire snake for a time, but it was only one degree, and there was no second degree, the fierce fire python rolled and turned those whips into ashes, and then fiercely held those lords in his arms with death.

Except for the few who ran at the beginning when they saw that the situation was not right, and their position was relatively close to the last, all the living beings turned into a little white phosphorus in the karmic fire that destroyed the world.

Lear sat slowly on the plank with his back against the lookout pole, his face pale as he watched what had happened at the camp gate, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.

He couldn't take care of the rest, and an irresistible feeling of fatigue swept through his mind, and Lear sat back on the lookout, his eyes closed and completely unconscious.

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