Outside the city

"Rush in! Kill these wicked cowards!"

The tiger patriarch stood in front of 27,000 orc soldiers, the tiger's claws flowing with blood-colored crimson, blending with the dark night of losing the portal, releasing the majesty of the king. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"That's right, get in and rescue our warriors!"

The Lion Patriarch echoed the Tiger Patriarch's words, and every word was filled with ferocity.

The twenty-five thousand orc soldiers were silent for a moment, their weapons raised high, and roared towards the white ripples of light in front of them.

Inside the city

The war continued, the blood was flying all the time, everyone was stimulated by the smell of blood, and the roar blossomed everywhere on this battlefield, and the warm bodies were cut off the pulse, and the hot blood was drawn out, and the cold was instantaneous, and one life after another was frozen into sculptures in front of the god of death.

The paladin threw away thousands of combat power and released the Holy Light Slash, directly tearing open a huge hole in the enemy in front of him, and countless tens of thousands of paladins instantly poured in, splitting the fifteen thousand beast warriors into countless fragments.

In terms of individual combat ability, a single orc can tear apart more than two humans, and in terms of coordination, three fully matched orcs can fight up to five of the same fully matched humans.

And what about the imperfectly matched orcs facing the perfectly matched humans? That is, they are tortured and killed.

The opening of the gate saved the orc warriors from the step of attacking the city gate, and one after another of the orc warriors poured into the former moat, the giant city of Cosmo.

Minotaur warriors form impenetrable barriers, using solid bodies to keep paladins out, werewolves turn into reapers of life, hiding behind minotaurs, reducing pressure on minotaurs in the dark, and then the real workhorse as well as the lionmen...... However, at this time, the door was closed.

The scales of war are tipped.

Behind is the impenetrable city gate, in front of him is a knight in a bloody battle, without a professional match of the orc warrior in the face of a skilled and powerful paladin, death has become inevitable, and there is no chance to live.

"Roar!"

The indomitable spirit of the orcs has never been extinguished, and neither has the straight spine.

The minotaur roared and picked up the corpse on the ground, his thick muscles bulging and shaking at high speed, delivering the most ferocious blow to every enemy in front of him.

The werewolf's cold claws haunted the minotaur's side, cutting through one solid armor after another, and thrust into the paladin's chest, thrashing, the steaming heart beating in the claws, he gulped a mouthful of blood, and casually threw the heart into the minotaur's mouth, providing them with the strength to fight.

But there are too many paladins.

On average, every five paladins besiege one minotaur and one werewolf, two to five, which makes all the victories a joke, of course, they never thought about victory in the first place.

The black cowhide of the minotaur was scarred, blood flowed from every tiny wound, and where the severed arm was broken, the black-purple frostbite continued to extract the heat from his body, and this heat could not be filled by the werewolf's heart no matter what.

Finally, the minotaur ran out.

The paladin roared, raising the long sword in his hand, the holy light raged like a rage, condensed into a thin blade, the armor on his body clanged, and under the mad attack of the werewolf, he guarded the flesh and launched an attack on the minotaur.

The long sword fell, the giant fist bombarded, and the power that had been cultivated for decades spurted out from each one, turning into sword qi that cut through the hypocritical cloak of the beast clan's reluctance to admit defeat.

"Bang"

One werewolf's claws were cut off, and the indifferent assassin, despite his wide open mouth, did not bite any of his enemies, sucking in a mouthful of blood to warm his body.

He turned his head, and his cold wolf eyes glanced at the minotaur behind him who was panting with deep coldness, You have blocked thousands of attacks for me, my brother, then let me be a sword for you, so that you can live a little longer, after all, it is not wonderful to die him.

"Poof"

The paladin drew the long sword in his hand, the thin blade of light soaked in blood, with a hint of red glow, he roared loudly, and gave the other paladins the order to attack.

"Kill!"

"Roar~"

............

"The warriors of the orcs, the cowardly humans are slaughtering our warriors, this, we can't stand it!"

"Kill!"

The roar of the lion, the roar of the tiger, and the long howl of the werewolf, Pig, wielding his crude weapon, shaking the fat on his body, launched a charge towards the giant city of Cosmo in front of him.

"Shoot the arrows!"

In the darkness behind him, a cold cry sounded, and the cold light suddenly rose, and the sharp arrows swam in the darkness, and the dark arrows flashed with thin runes, which were the same as the spears of the shield guard.

Tens of thousands of arrows flew in, and the arrow shafts made of fine iron rubbed against the air, making a "whooshing" sound, like countless flying mosquitoes, extremely noisy.

"Defense!"

The tiger warriors roared, the majestic body of the iron tower was erected, and the claws of the beast waved, bringing up a burst of afterimages, knocking down dozens of arrows, and the sound of "poof" all sank into the hard ground.

The lion man held up the giant shield, the giant shield made of inferior steel was almost defenseless in front of the fine iron arrow with the armor-piercing spell, and the sound of "swish" was penetrated, directly piercing into the lionman's body, the lion man roared, and the bloodthirsty light flashed in the left eye that was penetrated, and he spun violently, and the huge shield spun rapidly like a toy, knocking the long sword out.

The werewolf glanced indifferently at the long arrow that flew quickly, and with a turn of his figure, the "poof" long arrow landed, and the werewolf had long been lost in place.

The other races are not as powerful as these three races.

Leopards, foxes, pig-headed people...... A terrible scream sounded in the night, and every arrow fell and bloomed with blood flowers, under the blood flowers, the orcs who had not yet died twisted painfully, and the long arrows on his body nailed him to death, making him unable to break free.

"Human, come out! I've already asked about the sour smell on you!"

The Tiger Clan warriors strode forward, their eyes were split, this wave of arrows, at least nearly a thousand soldiers lost their combat effectiveness, how could he not feel angry as a commander?

However, there were only two indifferent words to answer him, "Shoot the arrow!"

"Boom......"

Feathered arrows shot out of the darkness and shot towards the vital points of the orc warriors.

"All warriors, disperse!"

The Tiger warrior roared in anger and turned into a swift shadow that passed through the rain of arrows, charging towards the dastardly sneak attacker in the darkness.

"Cowardly humans, you have been hiding for thousands of years, and now that death has come, do you still want to hide?"

The Tiger warrior shattered the long arrow that was approaching his side, and the flickering armor-piercing rune was crushed by a single claw.

"Cut, self-explanatory. ”

In the darkness, a giant bow was slowly pulled away, and the black arrow feathers, which were twice as thick, gradually tightened, and the invisible fragments of anger surrounded the black arrow tip, tearing apart the darkness of the week.

"Hum~"

The giant bow hummed, and the long arrow disappeared into the air in an instant, and the Tiger Clan warrior suddenly felt a killing force lock on his body, and the shadow of death engulfed his entire mind.

The golden pupils shrank suddenly, the burly body flashed in mid-air, and appeared ten meters away with several afterimages, as soon as Pu appeared, the pupils of the tiger warrior shrank again, and rolled flexibly to the ground.

"Dodge?" chuckled in the dark, with disdain, as a black-armored hand reached out and hooked it slightly.

The killing air suddenly condensed, the inexplicable qi flowed, and above the Tiger Clan warrior, a thick black long arrow suddenly appeared, nailing it to the Tiger Clan's chest.

"Holy Grade?" (To be continued.) )