The leader of the orcs roared in a low voice, as if reciting some strange beast language, the syllables were high and low, long and short, revealing a taste of ancient savagery.

I saw that the bicornus skull he was wearing, and a small gray stone embedded in the middle of his forehead blinked, flickering slightly, and an invisible and obscure fluctuation was quietly triggered, spreading outward, a violent and cruel, bloody and raging ancient atmosphere, like an ancient and wild beast waking up, roaring arrogantly to the sky, wantonly issuing its rage, its arrogance, and its killing.

Weird fluctuations expand by one meter!

The green eyes of the leader of the orcs turned red, his body was raised inch by inch, his hair stood up one by one, his muscles bulged out, and the two sharpened dog teeth in his mouth were visible to the naked eye, growing little by little, forming two two-inch-long fangs.

The wacky wave expands by three meters!

The five orcs around him also had red eyes, larger bodies, erect hair, bulging muscles, and two two-inch fangs.

The wacky wave expands by six meters!

Eight meters!

Ten meters!

Twelve meters!

......

Almost in the blink of an eye, invisible strange fluctuations filled the entire chaotic battlefield, and the aura of ancient violence and cruelty swept through all the creatures on the battlefield like a sudden hurricane.

In an instant, the chaotic battlefield eerily came to a standstill.

The dust raised by the fierce battle floated lightly around everyone, fluttering, and wantonly falling on the strange people standing still.

"It's a street!"

Huang Qi's perception sensed this ancient violent and cruel aura, and he fought coldly.

A strange meaning permeated the consciousness, cold and emotionless. He suddenly felt that his perception, the spherical perception that had expanded to a range of fifteen meters with all his strength, was actually shrinking ......., and it was shrinking rapidly inch by inch, as if a giant jellyfish had encountered a natural predator and spontaneously contracted its size.

This is the first time he has been in such a strange situation since he formed his perception.

In Sumerian legend, in his own comprehension of use, he had already affirmed that perception was indeed a special and special substance between the physical and the spiritual, and that it could almost be said that no visible or intangible environment could prevent its detection.

Can...... Now, it's cowering, shamefully cowering!

However, this was not the worst case, and his perception, while retreating, sensed the worst, which happened to the Sumerians who were about to deliver the final blow.

At this time, all the Sumerians, the Emerald Butterfly, the Red-eyed Ant and other teenagers, including the most experienced, the oldest and most brave Iron Horn, were like a wooden sculpture, not only did not move their bodies, but they could not move a little finger, and they could not even move their eyes, and they stiffened to maintain their original attacking posture.

Although this abnormal state of being unable to move was only a short moment, almost half a breath of time, the consequence was the shocking effect of a landslide and a crack.

While all the Sumerians regained their freedom and physical movement, there was a look of fear and disbelief in their eyes, and the excitement of the past, the bravery and fearlessness of the past, and the enthusiasm of the past were all gone.

Their hearts have been torn apart, their rhythm of battle has been broken, and in the face of unknowable anomalies, what they once believed and believed in, has now become shaken and distant.

They know......

This is an unknown ancient power.

This is a kind of suppression of the lower level by an absolute high-level power.

From the body to the mind and to the soul to suppression, total suppression.

It makes people tremble, and they can't resist at all.

Even...... There was an urge to prostrate myself on the ground and bow down......

The saddest thing is ......

Once upon a time, Apollos, the god of light, was revered in his heart all the time

At this moment, it disappeared without a trace, it was dark, and it was impossible to remember it at all......

Can't pray.......

It's like being cast out by God......

On the contrary, the chaos of the orcs ended, and their strength almost doubled, and they howled fiercely and wildly, frantically raising their sharp claws, their long fangs wide open, their eyes full of bloodthirsty and cruel light, revealing **naked greed, staring at the Sumerians who were close to them, like looking at delicious food.

"Roar, roar, roar, !!" The beast roared one after another, and the sound shook the wilderness.

The steps of the Sumerians were unconsciously wavering, and they retreated step by step.

"Round, round, backward!"

The Iron Horn was the first to wake up, hissing and roaring, at this time, his heart seemed to fall into the ice valley, he understood that his team members, even ...... Including themselves, all their momentum and courage are rapidly decaying, and they can no longer kill the enemy in one go, and they can no longer gain any advantage.

They were defeated! The Sumerians were defeated!

The desperate attack they painstakingly researched was completely defeated!

Don't worship the orcs to attack, they have already been defeated!

Because, they are empty-hearted, and they have no fighting spirit at all!

Even......

In the midst of the enemy, the chances of escaping are slim!

He felt the courage in his body diminishing, and the voice of his shouting sounded a little deformed and cowardly, he just relied on the instinct of experience to do what he could, although in his heart, he also lamented that the effect was equal to zero.

"Run, run!"

Huang Qi was so anxious that he smoked and yelled with all his might, and in his keen perception, he knew that the Sumerians were really in danger.

Three times the strength of the enemy, surrounded by enemies, the individual strength is not in contrast, and the psychological strength is also not in contrast. None of them have an advantage, and they lose everything in comparison.

The attack of the orcs is coming!

The orc-worshippers who had risen to a height of two meters were almost one-quarter higher than the original body of only one meter six or seven, like a huge bear on all fours, roaring violently, one by one huge bodies rushed to pounce first, and one by one thick arms, carrying hideous and sharp claws, launched a stormy attack on the Sumerians.

"Bang!"

The shield of the iron horn was hit by a beast claw, the figure took a step back, the two shields came up, blocked the next beast claw for him, but could not block the impact of the beast claw power, the shield almost separated to both sides, fortunately, the iron horn was replaced in time, the three shields were in a row, the shield side was connected, the power was united, bang bang bang bang bang

However, behind the circular defense, the three of them couldn't hold on, the shields had long been connected, but they still couldn't block the three attacks, the shields were trembling, the body was trembling, the arms were trembling, and the hearts were trembling, as long as they endured the same two more attacks, their defenses would be shattered.

Then it will be death!

"Iron Tortoise Defense!"

The Ironhorn roared violently, and the rest of the Sumerians heard it, and gathered together, and the six shields were erected over the shoulders, and with the strength of the upper arms and shoulders, the shields were obliquely upward, forming a circular protection similar to the back of a turtle.

The strongest defense in the Sumerian battle formation, at the cost of almost abandoning the attack, united all the shields to concentrate the defense, the forces were one, and the shields were one.

The sharp, powerful claws of the beasts, fierce, with a low whine, mixed with the roars of the worshippers, smashed into the strongest round defensive array of the Sumerians again and again, smashing the shield array to the point of wailing, trembling, splitting, and closing again and again, and the Sumerians inside turned pale and their eyes were gloomy and desperate.......

Huang Qi's perception range, under the oppression of the ancient and wild aura, has been reduced to ten meters, the chaotic center of the battlefield, the fierce and cruel battle, is slowly moving away from him, and his visual distance is constantly and slowly shortening.

This feeling is like a silent, cowering withdrawal from the battlefield, abandoning his comrades, like a coward afraid of death, fleeing alone.

"Ahhh

Huang Qi's soul trembled, roaring desperately, roaring hoarsely, desperately trying to urge every part of his strength, urging his body on the ground, so that he could stand up, so that he could go to the bloodbath, so that he could go up and fight hard.

But his heart was a little lower, and his body was still motionless!

"Ahhh

With a slight snap, the last protective perception line around him collapsed, and his perception was supplemented by one-third, and the range of perception that was shrinking was trembling slightly, and it was steadily blocked, and the small gray stone of the orc leader emitted an ancient and wild breath impact, and slowly re-expanded outward little by little.

Ten meters of reduction, expansion into eleven meters ....... twelve meters...... Thirteen meters...... Fourteen meters......

Fifteen meters!

His perception regained to a range of fifteen meters, and he saw the Sumerians in his perception again.

His eyes widened!

The Sumerian iron tortoise-shaped defensive array was crumbling, and three of the six shields had cracks on the surface of the shield, close to the edge of shattering, and the other three sides were not much better, compared to the Sumerian body, which was already on the verge of death, six bodies covered in blood, with blood on their heads and faces, huddled together with clenched teeth, back to back and shoulder to shoulder to resist.

At this time, all the feelings of retreating and fearing the enemy disappeared in the Sumerians, and their faces regained their fortitude, and their wounded and tired bodies were stiff and straight, and they were once again fearless, again full of courage, and again full of galloping blood.

The faint body temperature of the clansmen in front of him and behind him, and the stimulation of the smell of blood, reminded everyone at all times.

No matter how dangerous it is, no matter how desperate it is, no matter how many pieces your body will break into, there are always your teammates standing by your side, their bodies are with you, their hearts, their blood, are tightly connected with you.

They are everyone's pillars, everyone is their own pillars, if anyone falls, it is not only themselves who falls, but six people who fall, and at this moment, their lives are connected!

Fight to the death! Fight to the death!

The corners of the ironhorned cow's mouth were bleeding and roaring, the emerald leaf butterfly's hair was scattered and roaring, the red-eyed ant diamond rock pangolin monkey fruit was roaring, and when their shields were tired and trembling, the edge of their beast horn javelins also began to flash, piercing blood holes in the bodies of one by one the orcs.

"Ahhh

Huang Qi saw it in his eyes, was anxious in his heart, shouted frantically, frantically operated his perception, desperately compressed out a series of perception lines, long and short, and shot towards the orcs like javelins.

These long or short perception lines, as fast as lightning, flew out of a distance of ten meters, and then stopped strangely one by one, as if there was an invisible and transparent wall in front of them, and they could no longer move forward to score a single point, twisted it, and disintegrated into the void.

Useless!

In the blink of an eye, all the dozen or so perception lines shot out disappeared cleanly, and none of them could cross ten meters.

He was sure that it must be the strange bloody and cruel aura that made his attack ineffective, but he was helpless, his heart was anxious, and while he continued to desperately condense the perception line, his mind flew to think of a way, and suddenly remembered that when he seemed to be in a coma before, he often created unexpected miracles, and his heart was happy, and he was thinking about trying to force himself to be unconscious.

Suddenly, a faint voice came into the soul, and the voice was immature, delicate and brittle, like a child of seven or eight years old.

The voice hesitated, and shouted tentatively:

"Do you hear that?"

"Can you hear me?"