The situation on the battlefield gradually developed in the direction of the half-orcs in favor of the orcs with their desperate and fearless performance.

The battlefield was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The soldiers sent by the Half-Beast Clan are all elite, and the weak ones have died in the previous raid.

The rest are the best of the best, and they are on guard.

In a short period of time, the power of death scattered by the death cloud does not have a great impact on them, and only the unlucky people who are hit by the death cloud will die directly.

Conversely, there are more orcs who die in the death magic of the Necroc.

All sorts of elusive death magic are much more powerful in areas covered by the clouds of death than outside.

In addition, the concealment was very high when it was cast, and some bone spears suddenly flew out of the corpses of the half-beasts, and the other half-orcs around them were caught off guard.

Some of the corpses suddenly exploded, and the green venom instantly eroded the bodies of other people around them, taking their lives.

This is the attack that causes the most casualties among orcs on the battlefield.

Heavy casualties also began to occur on the side of the Witch.

"Lord of the city, why don't you withdraw first?" Solanifi saw the situation on the battlefield change: "Mages alone can't take down the opponent, and they still need melee troops to fight the opponent in formation. ”

The most feared thing for the mage army is to get close to the enemy, and once the enemy is close, the power that the mage can exert will become smaller.

The orcs were already tightly connected to the mage troops, and with the powerful supernatural strength of the other party, the mages could not exert their strongest strength.

At this time, the situation is very bad, and if the battle continues, the losses of the corpse witch will only get higher and higher.

Trading valuable mage troops for these orcs is not worth it.

In the world of heroes, each mage class is extremely precious.

They can't afford to waste it.

Yu Cheng didn't expect that the half-orcs would be able to burst out with such a strong combat power.

Now every minute or two, a corpse witch dies, and it hurts him.

But they had to win this battle.

No matter how much you lose, as long as you win the battle, rely on the Cloak of the Ghost King, and use spiritualism to make up for the lost troops.

This battle is critical and cannot be retreated.

"Attack Acceleration!"

Yu Cheng released a spell, and he hadn't used hero magic for a long time, because the enemies he had encountered these days were not worth using for him.

The attack accelerated and fell on the corpse witch, and the corpse witch who was entangled by the enemy immediately distanced himself from the opponent, and their speed at this time was much faster than before.

This allows them to deal with enemy attacks and surprise attacks with greater ease.

"Bai Qi, free attack!"

"The mages on both sides hurry up and clean up the white wolf knights and enter the main battlefield!"

One command after another came out of his mouth, and at the same time, Yu Cheng floated into the air, where he could better observe the entire battlefield.

"Nesario, it's your turn."

The blackened clouds rolled, as if some massive creature was swimming.

The wind was blowing on the ground, blowing yellow sand, and the orcs who were fighting felt that their vision was somewhat limited, and there was nothing else.

They didn't notice the corpse witch in the sky, and instantly parted to the sides, as if some terrifying creature was about to appear.

Rumble!

The extremely miserable pillar of white light fell from the sky, and countless death forces merged into the white light one after another, falling together.

Zizi Zizi.....

The space was distorting, and where the white light fell, the shield outside the half-beast warrior's body shattered like a piece of paper, and the flesh disappeared in an instant, and the bones turned into powder.

Where the pillar of light passed, pale flames and wailing souls were left behind, and the bodies of the orc warriors vanished, leaving their souls in place and wailing in pain.

The orc leader had just met with the reinforcement commander, and before they could say a few words.

A few people felt a huge pressure in the sky, and when the pillar of light fell, a huge head also poked out from the billowing smoke.

The terrifying white light just now erupted from this terrifying head.

Roar!

Nesario roared excitedly, and his huge body came out of the billowing smoke, flapping his bone wings hundreds of meters, and the wind was raging.

The orc warriors who were a little closer were blown into the sky by the hurricane, and the wind blade of the storm reduced them to countless pieces.

The Bone Dragon, the top class of the Graveyard Clan!

Seeing Nesario appear, the orc higher-ups below recognized at a glance who this terrifying guy was.

Bone dragons, one of the dragon species in the Western world, represent death.

He is the top soldier of the Graveyard Clan among the nine races in the World of Heroes.

Before, they had only read the cold information, and they knew that the top class of the cemetery clan was equivalent to a demigod when recruited, and when it was transformed into a ghost dragon, it was a god-level existence.

This is an existence equivalent to the strongest person in their world, the half-orc race, Lord Zoro.

Of course, this is what they see in the information, and they don't really believe this statement in their hearts.

God is not so easy to do.

This can also be called the word of God, is there too many gods in the hero world?

But today they met, and they faced it.

The aura on the bone dragon's body made countless clerks and warriors stand on the ground, trembling.

This is Kamui.

Nesario doesn't care, his goal is to destroy all orcs.

After following his master for so long, this was the second time he had participated in the battle.

He wants to show his strength in front of his master, and also warn the other Graveyard Clan.

The bone dragon is the most powerful class of the Graveyard Clan, and the strongest in the future of the City of Death.

He is a Nerzario who will ascend to the position of the strongest class in the City of the Dead, even if there are many corpse witches.

Nesario flew low, and the white flames in his mouth slashed through the orc army like lasers, and the pale flames of death swept through the orc warriors.

"Disperse, run!"

The orc leader shouted, causing the shivering, limp-legged warriors to flee.

But most of the warriors were weak in their legs at this time, unable to run, and could only watch death come.

"Is there a way to stop him!"

The orc leader hurriedly asked the mage.

The half-orc mage shook his head, the fear in his eyes had not yet dissipated: "No, it's too messy, she's too terrifying, the magic array needs time to be arranged, and it needs to be coordinated by people." ”

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"The best option now is to disperse and escape."

The half-orc mage looked at the leader: "Unless the elders enter this world, they can't stop her, and his power is constantly getting stronger, and he is getting stronger in killing." ”

"Hero, the information of the world's arms is true, chief!" The mage looked at the leader and said solemnly: "The top troops in the hero world are demigods from birth, and they can't be given a chance to develop, they must be strangled in the sprouts!"

"Wait a minute, I'll cast a teleportation spell to move you out of the battlefield, and I'll be sure to spread the news!"

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