An orc shaman who followed behind the orc warrior waved his shriveled arm angrily, and the shaman, who looked like his hair and beard had turned gray, saw that Ryan was using magic to gradually encroach on the position he had so hard to occupy, and his heart was very angry and at the same time a little disdainful.

The orc shaman priest felt that the reason why Lane's magic was now very harmful to his own side was entirely because the shaman had not yet made a move, so the orc shaman priest raised the totem in his hand with both hands, and read out a series of ancient orc words aloud, and then forcefully inserted the totem on the ground before Lane's magic arrived, and a pale red halo immediately emitted from the top of the totem, enveloping the orc shaman priest and dozens of orc warriors around him.

With his previous experience, both orcs and humans knew that this red halo created by the shaman sacrifice could effectively reduce the lethality of fire magic, and Ryan naturally understood it, but he still threw the fireball towards the orc shaman sacrifice without hesitation.

Ryan's move immediately caught the attention of both sides, and countless pairs of eyes followed the fireball across the sky, looking at its target with anticipation.

"Boom!" The fireball focused on its target with unmistakable accuracy, and there was a violent explosion, and the huge flames immediately enveloped the orc shaman priest and the orc warrior around him.

When the smoke from the fireball spell cleared, the orc shaman priest and the orc warriors beside him slowly revealed, their bodies were not damaged, and it seemed that even Ryan could not break the defenses arranged by the orc shaman.

However, before the cheers of the orc warriors could be heard, Ryan's next fireball spell flew again. With a "boom", the fireball slammed into the target again, and the scorching flames swept the orc shaman into it once again.

When the smoke cleared this time, the orc shaman's face was full of confidence, because his shamanic secret method had already resisted the attacks of the human mage twice in a row, and he was confident that he could resist the third and fourth ......

"Boom!" Ryan released a third fireball that exploded again, followed by a fourth, and then a fifth...... Ryan's fireball technique flew continuously to the area where the orc shaman was located, and then slammed into the red halo he had created with the shaman's secret method.

When the smoke from the explosion of the seventeenth fireball cleared, the originally confident orc shaman priest was already full of anxiety, and the defense he had arranged was already wiped out under the continuous impact of Ryan with the fireball, and the orc shaman priest hurriedly recited the ancient orc language, ready to arrange a defense for himself again.

However, Ryan would not give him such a chance, and the eighteenth fireball had already preemptively slammed into the orc shaman sacrifice who had not yet completed the shamanic secret method. In fact, Ryan released 18 fireballs in a row, and it took less than 10 seconds in total, and in this short time, the orc warriors around the orc shaman didn't even have time to react, and they just watched Ryan use the fireballs to smash into the defenses created by his compatriots.

The orc shaman stiffened as he watched a large fireball rush towards him, the heat already ruffling his slightly snow-white beard. "Ancestral souls are above, I have never ......" The orc shaman's mind could spin before his body felt a burst of burning heat, and then turned to ashes in the raging flames.

Ryan struck a successful blow, then the follow-up blow came non-stop, fireballs, fireballs, fireballs, a whole four fireballs swept the area shrouded by the orc shaman's magic, and the wild fire elemental swallowed the orc warriors who were sheltered under the orc shaman's magic, and flew into the air with the fragments of their stumps, and those mutilated limbs would quickly burn out due to the high temperature in a short flight distance.

For 10 minutes, a full 10 minutes, Ryan used his strength to lay a blockade on the north side of the Royal Viewing Platform, and even the strongest orcs were deterred by this death zone composed entirely of flames, and they would rather go around a few hundred meters to attack the human positions in the other direction of the Royal Viewing Platform than face this human boy who still looked a little immature on his face.

While Ryan is fulfilling his promise, Victor also begins a long magical ritual. During the time when Ryan was frantically casting spells, a large number of magic spells quickly protruded from Victor's mouth, and his hands also drew one magic symbol after another in front of him, and these magic symbols slowly gathered together under Victor's manipulation to form a large enough magic array.

When this magic array was completed, a six-pointed star pattern of ten square meters in size and composed entirely of magical energy appeared under Victor's feet, and Victor did not hesitate to step into the middle of this pattern. When Victor stood in the center of the magic array created by him, he closed his eyes tightly, but the whole magic ritual did not end there, on the contrary, Victor chanted more and more magic spells, his gestures became faster and faster, more magic energy appeared from him, and quickly poured into the magic circle under Victor's feet, and then radiated through this magic array.

The four royal magicians beside Queen Catherine quickly sensed some clues, a huge force emanated from Victor's body, and a large number of magical elements began to slowly converge under the attraction of this force, and formed a small gray cloud in the sky above Victor.

As Victor cast the spell deeper, the dark cloud above his head slowly began to expand, from the size of a fist at the beginning, to the heads of everyone nearby, and then to the entire royal viewing platform...... It was a hot summer afternoon, but the majestic light of the sun in the sky was gradually obscured by the dense dark clouds, and the bright sky gradually became overcast, like the eve of a storm.

At first, the imagery of the weather didn't bother the others, as the warriors in the areas bordering humans and orcs were fighting to the death in the fierce battlefield between the two sides, and the warriors who had not yet entered these areas were either watching the battle between Andreas and Orlando, or watching Ryan's crazy actions.

When the large dark cloud created by Victor had completely enveloped the entire central square of the imperial capital, the sky suddenly became dark, and beyond that range, the sun was still shining. This unusual change finally caught the attention of most people, and many of those who had not yet entered the battle looked up at the sky hesitantly, their hearts uneasy, not knowing what this strange change of weather meant.

After reciting the last note of the whole magic, Victor suddenly opened his eyes, and a powerful force followed him, radiating towards the sky. Under the influence of this force, the vast dark clouds covering a radius of several kilometers in the sky began to shrink non-stop, rapidly converging towards the top of Victor's head at a speed of more than ten times as fast as they expanded.

Under the control of Victor's magic, these clouds began to be compressed, their volume became smaller and smaller, and their density increased, and its center gradually formed a ball, and countless arcs of electricity were constantly jumping and flashing around the core, making an extremely slight crackling sound.

All of this was done in just a few minutes, so you can imagine how quickly those huge dark clouds were compressed, and these dark clouds were originally created by Victor forcibly bringing those thunder elements together, and such a huge number of thunder elements will inevitably have some leaks while being forcibly compressed.

An inconspicuous arc of lightning bounced out of the core and fell to the ground, though it was pulled back by Victor's mana a moment later. It was such a subtle movement, and the magicians on the ground had already felt the power of the arc released in this short moment, especially the wizard Minsk of the Royal Academy of Magic.

The electric magister's face had completely changed color, because just the little bit of energy leaking out of Victor's spell casting had already made Minsk feel a deep fear, speaking of which, this electric magister had been specializing in electric magic for decades, but even if he did his best to cast a level 7 magic "Thunder Bombardment", it was not as much magical power as Victor's inadvertently beating arc.

"It's ...... What is this?" Minsk couldn't help but shout: "How could it be ......" Minsk didn't say the rest of the words, because he had reacted quickly and forcibly closed his mouth.

Minsk's reaction made several other magisters also look at each other, they are not very proficient in the magic of the electric system, if you simply assess this ability, these magisters are at most the level of an intermediate magician, so their perception of the magic that Victor is preparing is much worse than Minsk, but they are also magisters after all, and their comprehension of magical power is not as bad as Minsk, when Minsk's expression and behavior fell into their eyes, these magisters immediately knew that the reason why Minsk talked to himself was completely affected by the coercion of the magic that Victor was preparing。

What kind of force is a magic that has not yet been completed and already makes a magus daunted? This thought came to the minds of several magisters, and at the same time, another word forced its way into the minds of these magisters after this thought.

"Could this be the legendary ......?"