At noon, the sun hangs in the middle of the sky, and the soft sunlight spreads over the earth, dispelling the cold of winter.

Two teams in formation met on a wide plain. Step by step, the distance is narrowed, and the atmosphere of slaughter permeates the heavens and the earth.

Emperor Beamon, who was sitting in the camp of the Chinese army, stood straight under the handsome flag, and there was no trace of old dragon bells in sight.

At this moment, he was looking at the enemies that appeared in the sky with sharp eyes.

Although it was used as bait, but in order to make the play more like, this time he still concentrated all the elite troops nearby.

There are thirty-five elite legions, as well as countless cannon fodder troops.

Such a lineup is enough to fight a war to destroy the country.

The team in front of him is only a part of the troops participating in the battle on both sides, but they are all their own elites.

If these Terran armies could be annihilated in one fell swoop, the Alpha Kingdom's defense line would become a lake of paper, and the vast plains would be at their mercy.

"Infantry strikes, hand-to-hand combat with the enemy!"

Emperor Beamon ordered with a blank face.

Orcs are good at melee combat, and in all major wars, their first choice has been to approach quickly and engage in hand-to-hand combat.

Suddenly, the advancing Terran army stopped.

I don't know when there was an extra sun in the sky, and the fire element between heaven and earth was surging wildly, and the experienced orc priest hurriedly exclaimed:

"Your Majesty, get out of the way. This is a forbidden spell - Flame Hell! ”

Hearing the "forbidden spell", Emperor Beamon suddenly rushed to the rear, and retreated for several miles before stopping.

The agility of the body almost exceeds the visibility of the naked eye, and it is a proper powerhouse.

The fiery sun fell from the sky, but the target was not the handsome banner, but the bear-man heavy infantry army in front of it.

Although everyone heard the reminder of the sacrifice, it was obviously not something that ordinary orcs could do if they wanted to avoid the forbidden curse.

Under the scorching flames, countless bear soldiers didn't know what was happening, and they were directly wiped out, and even the armor on their bodies was turned into molten iron.

A full army of bears is gone, and the aftermath of the flames has spread to the nearby orc army.

Fortunately, it was okay to be sent directly to see the beast god, but the worst thing was the orc soldier who was affected and did not die immediately, one was roasted into a suckling pig, and he smelled the fragrance of his own meat before he died.

Rao is that everyone is used to seeing life and death, but this kind of death still exceeds the inner capacity of many orcs.

The elderly Emperor Beamon is also on fire, and when he heard the "forbidden curse" just now, he just wanted to run for his life, so that he had no image of his own wisdom.

When he calmed down, he scolded himself for being stupid. The secret method of immortality has not been obtained, how can a strong man of the human race kill him?

It can be said unceremoniously that now that the "forbidden spell" sees him, he has to take a detour.

To the sacrificial group, Emperor Beamon is now a belly of fire. Anger is secondary, the key is that the enemy has prepared a forbidden spell, and he doesn't even know how to interfere.

This is a bit embarrassing, the "Flame Hell" came too quickly, and there was no chance to interfere.

There is only one explanation why the enemy was able to release the forbidden spell so quickly: there were enough strong men.

The speed at which the forbidden spell is released depends mainly on the energy. The energy required for the forbidden spell is terrifying, and the gathering time is naturally not short.

That's just for individuals, when a large group of mages joins forces, the time for energy to converge will undoubtedly be greatly shortened.

Judging from the situation just now, the enemy not only gathered a group of fire-type magicians to make a joint attack, but also used a large number of fire-type magic crystals to accelerate the convergence of energy with the help of the magic array.

Before he had time to explain to Emperor Bimeng, the wind elements between heaven and earth began to converge again. Seeing this scene, the sacrificial group hurriedly interfered.

It's a pity that everything was too late, and by the time they made a move to disturb the Elemental Sea, countless shining wind blades had already appeared in the sky.

"This is the Wind Forbidden Spell - Hell Wind Blade Dance, get down!"

There was no accident, the old priest's reminder, and it was so late again.

The wind blades flying in the sky have entered the orc army and begun to harvest. The worst is the cavalry, standing high and seeing far away, sitting high and dying miserably.

The wind blade flying in the sky really wants a dance, but it costs money to appreciate other dances, and it costs money to appreciate this dance.

Compared to the previous Flame Hell, the coverage area of the Hell Wind Dance is significantly larger, covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters.

It's still far from destroying a city, but the damage caused on this particular occasion is not small at all.

Successively encountered the blows of forbidden spells, and their own sacrificial group was not strong, under the domination of panic, the orc army, which was already not disciplined, fell directly into chaos.

Immersed in the enemy's forbidden spell blow, Emperor Beamon, who couldn't extricate himself, was already speechless in shock at this moment.

How many years have passed, but I didn't expect to encounter the forbidden spell again.

I wanted to reprimand the sacrificial group for being incompetent, but I just looked at the scarce number of military sacrifices, and swallowed back the words when they came to my mouth.

Counting on the hundreds of sacrifices accompanying the army against thousands of higher-quality Terran mage groups was obviously embarrassing the beasts.

Even if it's just interfering with casting, it's beyond their reach. Who made the human race spend a lot of money this time, and a large group of strong people emerged.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Emperor Bimeng wouldn't have dared to believe that there were still so many old immortals alive in the human race.

Concentrate the sacrifices of the entire orc empire, at most, it will interfere with the opponent's spell casting. If you want to rely on the sacrificial group to suppress the enemy's mage group, the orc empire that dominated the continent at its peak can do it.

"Withdraw!"

Emperor Beamon decisively ordered.

The enemy does not follow the rules and can no longer stay here and be beaten.

It is unlikely that the forbidden spells will be released continuously, and the forbidden spells of the fire and wind systems have come out, but are there other magicians who have not made a move?

Theoretically, as long as two archmaguses or a dozen magisters join forces, supplemented by a large group of mages of the same lineage, it is possible to release the forbidden spell.

Of course, this kind of minimum forbidden spell is not only a reduced version of its power, but even the casting time is not ordinarily long.

Just now, the Terran forbidden spell gathered so quickly, and the power was not small in the forbidden spell, and there must be more than one strong person who made a move.

Even if the two factions were excluded, Emperor Beamon still did not dare to stay and fight again. Especially after feeling the slightest fluctuation of magic, he didn't dare to delay here.

It's not uncommon for people to die in war, but soldiers can't be allowed to die like that.

A forbidden spell took away tens of thousands of elites, and let the mages of the various clans take turns to come again, and the elites he brought out were afraid that they would be damaged by more than half.

This time I came here to lure the enemy, not to contribute to the enemy's achievements.

If all this army is lost, the military strength of the orc empire will directly drop by thirty percent. In the war that followed, there was no need to continue at all.

"Emperor Bimeng wants to run, chase quickly!"

An exclamation came out, and the Knights rushed out directly. That indomitable momentum pressed towards the orc army like a mountain.

In front of the immortals, any orc who dares to stop them will regret coming to this world.

A rare top master in the past, at this moment became the vanguard of the army, and the real slaughter began.

The orc soldier in charge of the rear of the palace didn't understand what was going on, so he threw himself directly into the arms of the orc.

If it weren't for the chaos on the battlefield and the inability to find the position of Emperor Bimeng, it is estimated that they would be able to drop the army and kill it.

"All the troops are attacking!"

After reacting, Marshal Campbell hurriedly ordered.

When it comes to the deepest hatred with the orcs, it is definitely the first to recommend the Alpha Kingdom. With such an opportunity to beat the water dogs, how could the kingdom's army be absent?

Forget about the enemy's cavalry, those guys are not easy to chase; But the two-legged infantry, Marshal Campbell was not prepared to let go this time.

The morale of the enemy's troops has been lost, and their combat effectiveness has lost seven or eight out of ten. Total annihilation may not be realistic, but there is still great hope for crippling.

The defeat was like a mountain, and Emperor Beamon, who was in charge of the Chinese army, felt something in a hurry for the first time in a hundred years.

Originally, I thought that after a good bloody battle, I would slowly fall into the disadvantage, and then make a strategic shift to lure the enemy to take the bait.

It's a pity that no matter how scheming he is, Emperor Bimeng still underestimated the allure of the secret method of immortality.

The Terran masters who were lured out this time, both in quantity and quality, exceeded his estimates.

Not to mention the heavy losses of the army, whether the traps laid out can bury so many enemies, Emperor Bimeng's heart is not at all.

Glancing back at the gang of guys flying in the sky, Emperor Bimeng couldn't help but speed up his escape.

The picture is just too brutal. The Eagle Legion, which was responsible for harassing the enemy army from the air and buying time for the retreat of the army, directly gave the old immortals a bloody blow.

A group of Sky Knights and Grand Magus were flying on it, and Emperor Beamon's heart was - bitter!

It's all to blame for the old ancestors' failures, if it weren't for the decline of the Orc Empire, they wouldn't have been bullied by the enemy like this.

Send a master to intercept, that doesn't exist.

Although Emperor Beamon is also guarded by masters of the same level, and even he himself is not weaker than those guys, but the difference in numbers between the two sides is too great.

Reason told him that it was not easy for the Imperial Court to accumulate such a little family wealth, so it was better not to lose.

The chase and escape battle continued, but the army following Emperor Beamon was getting smaller and smaller, and the enemy's pursuers were getting closer and closer.

After fleeing all the way, I don't know how many orc soldiers paid the price of their lives in order to intercept the enemy army and buy him time to escape.

These military operations were organized spontaneously by the most loyal generals. The lord with a ghost in his heart had long realized that the target of the chasing army was Emperor Bimeng, and he broke away from the team early.

Knowing that these actions of his subordinates were meaningless, Emperor Bimeng could only pretend not to see it.

Decoys are not so easy to use, and once the enemy finds out that something is wrong, it will be wasted.

They are all old foxes, and they have seen all kinds of scenes at a large age. It is not easy to live to the current age.

"Closer, closer!"

The destination was close at hand, and the eyes of Emperor Beamon burst with hope.

Faster, faster. The galloping Beamon Behemoth had already left the army behind, and only a small number of masters could keep up.

"Something is wrong, the enemy has actually broken away from the army, is there really Emperor Bimeng among those people?

False and real, true and false.

The old guy of Emperor Bimeng, his ability to use soldiers is not bad, I'm afraid there is fraud here!

Morrison, you know the most about this old neighbor. Is there anything you'd like to say? ”

An old magus spoke.

As one of the top powerhouses of the Alpha Kingdom, he is also a member of the royal family who has retired. Morrison has been dealing with orcs for most of his life, and he has participated in battles large and small times I don't know how many times.

knows the old rival Emperor Bimeng, and he cares about what he eats at every meal.

"After all, it is an old hegemon and it is understandable that he has some special means.

Let everyone be careful, and if you find something wrong, you will shoot directly.

I always felt that the enemy was deliberately leading us here, so that there was something waiting for us in the valley ahead. ”

Morrison's words made everyone's expressions slightly solemn.

But at this point, it's impossible to give up. Strength has brought full confidence to everyone.

With so many top masters gathered, even if the Orc Empire had a few Sacred Domain powerhouses ambushed here, they would be able to deal with it.

On the continent of Aslanth, there was no place they couldn't go. If anything, maybe it's only the legendary Dragon Island.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion sounded, and for a moment there was flying sand and rocks in the valley, and you couldn't see your fingers.

The astonishing mutation made the faces of Emperor Beamon and his party who entered the valley extremely ugly. The enemy has not yet entered, but the enemy attack has come first.

"Your Majesty, the enemy seems to have sensed something and did not rush in with him.

Start the Blood Sacrifice early!

At this distance, after the abyss gate was opened, they couldn't hide from it.

If we let them continue to be tempted like this, the sacrifices we have prepared will be tossed and wasted, and I am afraid that we will not be able to attract enough powerful demons. ”

The old priest's reminder made Emperor Beamon wake up instantly.

"Okay, you go and host!

Others get ready, and as soon as the door of the abyss opens, we'll get out of here.

There must not be the slightest hesitation, except for sacrifices, all living beings are their blood food.

Once they lock up the breath, it will be a big trouble. ”

Seeing Emperor Bimeng's cautious expression, everyone nodded in response. A feast specially prepared for the Terran powerhouses, they don't want to taste it.

The ancient sacrificial ballad sounded, and a tiny slit appeared above the altar, and the blood beads on the ground emitted an evil aura and floated away along the gap.

A group of boys and girls who were escorted by the soldiers had their wrists cut off one after another, and the blood slowly flowed down the blood nest, infected by blood beads, like an abyssal Styx.

On the other side of the slit, as if a drug had been released, nearby demons floated over.

One by one, they squeezed in and out of the cracks, trying to cross the line and enjoy the feast.

It's a pity that as soon as he poked his head out, he was swallowed up by the spatial turbulence in the middle, as if to warn outsiders: those who cross the line die!

Such a little difficulty obviously does not frighten the greedy demon. Every day in the abyss, absorbing the breath of chaos, negative emotions are infinitely amplified.

The spatial turbulence devoured some of the demons, but there were still more demons joining in a steady stream, and the spatial rift was also expanding with the joint efforts of the demons.

Seeing this scene, the old priest smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, as if he was enjoying the most beautiful music.

Suddenly, his god froze and muttered to himself: "Dozens of them died just now, and the number of primers seems to be a little insufficient, and they can't exert the maximum power of these blood beads."

That's it, anyway, it's impossible to escape death, so let's waste it!

I think His Majesty will not object, if it is really an important cronie, he will not arrange this mortal task.

Go and gather all the soldiers in the valley at once, I have something to order. ”