All kinds of spells continued to pour out on the battlefield, and the place between Lin Yun and the dark elves had been twisted by a large number of spells, and a large number of elemental storms had appeared, and even these elemental storms could not burst out, so they were forcibly suppressed by the successive spell collisions.

The magic pattern on Clark's forehead already seemed to be about to burn, and layers of flames circulated on the magic pattern, and from a distance, it seemed that Clark was wearing a laurel of flames.

Terrifying mana fluctuations spread from there, and anyone could tell that this sixth-level limit spell was about to be released!

Elsa took the dozen or so dark elves, gritted her teeth, desperately squeezed the magic power in her body, and none of the magic patterns in her body could remain bright, all of them were in a dim state, and all the spells that could be released were released at the first time.

Andefa's face twisted into a strange shape, controlling the wheel of ten thousand laws, desperately releasing spells, and every instant, several five or six level spells were released.

Originally, the magic power of the Molten Heart had exceeded the limit that the Wheel of Ten Thousand Laws could use, and the magic power was overflowing almost all the time, but now, the destructive Molten Heart had become a little dim, and the consumption of magic power had made the Molten Heart a little overdrawn.

Even Seth, a guy who now only has the strength of a magician, is on the verge of running out of magic power, but he still can't pose a mortal threat to Clark, and those dark elves who are not afraid of death have formed a human wall, and the number of spells released is several times greater than everyone else!

All of us are a little desperate at times. Lin Yun appeared with Gelkechi.

As soon as he appeared, Gelkech immediately raised his hands with a solemn face and chanted loudly an ancient and desolate orc ballad.

A force that seems to penetrate the power of time. As the ballad of Gelkechi slowly spreads.

This force, with desolation and depression, penetrated irresistibly into everyone's body, and everyone's souls became a little sad, and a feeling of grief so much that the soul seemed to be about to cry welled up in everyone's hearts.

In a trance, everyone seems to see pictures through this power that can penetrate time.

On the barren Gobi, countless wounded orcs knelt on the ground, their expressions determined and unyielding. There was a deep sadness in his eyes, and in front of him, countless simple tombs made of broken stones. One by one, they stood on the earth.

Countless simple tombs, and those tattered flags planted next to the tombs, and a large number of vultures and flies flying in the gloomy sky.

The crow's unpleasant voice kept echoing.

On a humble altar. The face is full of sadness. With tears in his eyes, the shaman, holding his hands covered with dry skin, sang this desolate ballad.

With the chanting of this ballad, the vast atmosphere of resentment, death, and unwilling anger shrouded in the sky above the tombs that could not be seen began to slowly dissipate.

One by one, transparent orc souls flew out of the tomb and flew towards a ray of light in the sky......

“...... It's you. shouldered the backbone of racial indomitability......"

“...... Under the firmament, above the earth. Orcs will never give in......"

“...... With blood and strength, the festival ......"

As Gelkec's song was sung, the movements of the dark elves on the other side became slow and sluggish, and even many of the dark-faced dark elves had painful expressions.

The flame limit magic pattern on Clark's forehead also began to fluctuate, and the flames of the terrifying power of the carrier began to slowly dim.

The sixth-level limit spell that was about to be cast successfully began to fluctuate, and when Gelkec's song was finished, he saw a white streamer fly into the sky from the magic pattern and disappear.

Clarke's spell was also cast......

It's just that the original sixth-level extreme spell has become an ordinary sixth-level spell......

A large rain of fire fell from the sky, a fireball the size of a human head, carrying black lines, which seemed to be a fusion of magma and flames, and a rich flame aura spread.

One fireball after another exploded, but they were easily resisted by Lin Yun and the others.

Hundreds of living dead dark elves were in a struggle, and the spell casting stopped, each dark elf's face heavy with pain and struggle.

The large number of spells cast by Anderfa and them were suppressed in an instant, and in less than ten seconds, these unresisting dark spirits were all swallowed by the torrent of spells.

Lin Yun pronounced three characters, three rays of light flashed on the dragon staff, and three spears of the Fire God more than two meters long fell from the sky.

The sluggish Clark didn't dodge at all, and was nailed to the ground by a Vulcan spear piercing his chest, and the remaining two Vulcan spears also stabbed into Clark's body, and the three Vulcan spears stabbed Clark's torso through three fist-sized holes.

Each of Vulcan's spears pierced Clark's vital points.

Then, the golden-red flames began to flow to Clark's body, and illusory phantoms flew out of Clark's body, which were the souls of dark elves.

With a look of relief, the spirits flew out and vanished.

In the end, Clark's empty eyes suddenly brightened a little, and when he saw Elsa in the distance, he muttered to himself in a hoarse voice: "Your Royal Highness Princess, why are you ......here?"

Then Clark seemed to think of something, his face was full of fear, and he roared loudly: "Your Royal Highness Princess, go quickly, there is an evil existence in the depths of the dark night canyon, it is very dangerous, go quickly, go quickly, get out of here, ...... quickly"

Before he could finish speaking, an illusory soul floated out of Clark's body again, flying into the sky and disappearing.

Then everyone saw that Clark's body seemed to melt, his face became blurred, and his body turned into a cloud of black mud, falling to the ground, becoming one with the earth.

Elsa looked at the place where Clark disappeared with a sad face, and those dark elves also stared blankly at the ground, and those former dark elves, after entering here, turned into a living dead.

Sacrifice in battle and sacrifice in defending the homeland are all honors, but this kind of survival and death is the greatest sorrow.

Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and finally caught up.

From Elsa pointing out Clark and pointing out that Clark had a sixth-level flame limit magic pattern spell position, Lin Yun suddenly understood a lot of questions.

Why can't these living dead dark elves fight at all, why hasn't Clark died once since he appeared, why should those dark elves who don't know how to defend themselves protect Clark.

It's not because Clark has a chance to cast a sixth-level extreme spell at all, but because the souls of these dark elves are all in Clark's body.

These dark elves who are controlled by evil forces are simply immortal and immortal, and only by killing Clark will these dark elves really die.

Then the problem is, Clark has a chance to release a sixth-level extreme spell, which is the strongest storage zài, as long as Clark can release it successfully, Lin Yun and them will not die, and it will not be much worse.

The power of the sixth-level extreme spell is simply not something they can resist head-on.

And after Lin Yun heard Elsa talk about Clark's sixth-level Extreme Magic Pattern Spell Position, especially when he heard that this process was inherited from the ancestors, Lin Yun understood what was going on.

In that magic pattern, there is the soul of a dark elf ancestor, this soul is a part, but it is the key to casting a sixth-level extreme spell.

To be exact, it was Clark who provided the magic, the soul of this ancestor, to cast a sixth-level limit spell.

That's why it takes time to prepare.

And the power of the ancestors, who knows better than the orcs, especially the orc shaman, what he is best at is this power, the ancestor and the soul, this is the power that the orc shaman is best at, no matter what the shaman is, he will definitely have this power!

Pulling Gelkech out is to let Gelkech interrupt Clark, only Gelkechi, who has mastered the power of the Ancestor and the soul, can interrupt the spell casting of the soul in the magic pattern.

It's just that I didn't expect that I thought that Gelkech was a lightning shaman who specializes in combat, but I didn't expect that Gelkech would actually know the soul song of orcs.

A battle song overtakes the mutilated soul hidden in the Extreme Demon Pattern......

Without the control of this mutilated soul, even if the Extreme Magic Pattern was completely abolished, the spell released had changed from a sixth-level extreme spell to an ordinary sixth-level spell.

At this point, the battle is over, and as long as Clark is killed, the death game will be solved, and all the dark elves will die with it.

Lin Yun turned his head to look at Gelkeqi, a short orc shaman, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Galkechi?Valen, I didn't expect it to be you, the legendary orc shaman, the creator of the soul song!"

Lin Yun couldn't help but be surprised, among the orcs, the people who could be regarded as legends, to be honest, could not be compared with other races at all, especially the orcs were rich in legendary warriors, and every top orc warrior could lead the orcs to create a prosperous era.

Shamans are wise men and guides, but they have never been characters with fame and legend.

Before this era, there were only two or three legendary shamans who were the most prestigious, and even human beings could remember, and one of them was the soul suppressor Godwallen!

Gelkechi Valen!

Back then, in the territory of the orcs, an eye of the dead appeared, a large number of undead appeared, countless orcs died in battle, and even the orcs after death would be turned into new undead by powerful undead creatures.

These orcs were born warriors in life, and when they die, they become undead, which makes them even more difficult.

The damage of the orcs became more and more serious, and finally the shaman Gelkeqi came to the fore and overtook the souls of the orcs with the soul suppression song. (To be continued......)