367 Eight Middle
Morale is a key factor in war.
When morale is high, everyone is like a god helping them.
When morale is low, he is reduced to one of the disgraceful "thousands" in a thousand and is crushed by the other party.
Every commander with a modicum of common sense knows the importance of morale, but unfortunately the strongest morale does not belong to humans.
If morale is simply regarded as the brave Cheng dΓΉ of the soldiers, who can compare to the mad brutes?
What's more, at this time, there are still demons in command in the barbarian army army!
"Kill all the humans!"
"Reclaim the framed Lord Rufus!"
The demons have always been cunning and mysterious, and this time it is rare to become angry and excited,
Because that demon king of the Seyu family is a big man who single-handedly changed the environment of the red moon!
Such a powerful demon king actually overturned in the gutter, and he was defeated happily and neatly, and was refined into three animal stones in a blink of an eye.
Didn't even give the follow-up demon support a chance?
This can never be true! How could a powerful demon be subdued by a mere human?
This stain must be washed away with the lowly souls of a hundred thousand, a million horses!
It is unknown whether there is such a number of human armies encountered at the moment.
But the number of brute orcs dispatched this time did reach 100,000.
What's more, the demons can sense that the Demon King Rufus is not dead, his magic is still there!
The demons from all walks of life have different thoughts, whether it is to save the demon king, or to seize the power of the demon king and take it for themselves,
There are also demons who simply want to taste the thrill of bloody battles, and in short, all demons dance wildly.
Encountering the inexplicable anger of the demons, the mood of the human army must have been very depressed.
According to the commanders' plan, choose a terrain that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Build a strong fortification,
Then rely on this fortification to hold on for three or two years, until the Snow Owl Empire's military strength alone can maintain the defensive line,
This war is coming to an end.
After all, at present, strange things continue to happen in the rear of the human land, and the armies that send support are uneasy.
The chosen terrain is a base built by the brutes, and as long as you take it down and occupy it, you can sit back and relax.
With the concentrated bombing methods of the Wizard Regiment, this attack plan will not be too difficult.
But on the small hill that is only a few days away from the target, a series of unexpected things have happened.
First, there was an unheard-of celestial spectacle, and then it was attacked by the brutes!
The terrain here is good for defense. It is far away from the vanguard stronghold of the brutes, and it can't be beaten with the eight poles of the blood-forged walled city.
What kind of madness did the brutes have to fight to the death in this place that is not embarrassing or embarrassing?
And what about those demons who once only appeared in legends, but now they are active in large numbers?
Well, there is no room for much thought in the chaotic battlefield, just fight desperately.
"The heavy armor goes to the periphery, the archers are in the center, and pay attention to the magicians who protect the core.
High mobility and flying units are interspersed with tactics, do not cross the infantry alert zone!"
Humans have accumulated a wealth of experience in the battle of the brutes, and the battle formation that has been fought countless times is naturally regular.
Even if the number of brutes far exceeded the previous ones this time, it would be impossible to devour this army for a while.
After all, the thousands of people in the vanguard can be said to be the most elite combat force of mankind.
"Just hold it for a minute, my companions! There are many brute orcs, but they can stand densely! Eat my great magic!"
The eyes of the magic soldiers at the core were red, and there was finally a living creature to vent their magic.
Meanwhile. The paladins and priests cast a protective spell in time to provide the warriors with the most stable rear:
"Watch the traces of light under your feet, as long as you have the protection of the Holy See. A minute is not a problem. β
As elites, the soldiers are confident, and they think that ten times the number of brutes on their side is just right.
However, it's a pity that this time with the participation of the demons, if the tactics remain the same, they will inevitably suffer the bitter consequences.
"Hehehehe, such a mixed breath, you dare to claim the power of light? β
A strange laugh sounded, and several slender demon figures mixed with the brute beast strong man cast a strange spell,
The lines of light were as dark as blood stains that had dried up for many years.
"Let the half-hung magic become your self-contained shackles, Dry Blood Thorn!"
This is interference from the Jealous Demons, who can steal a QiΔ non-direct attack type of magic effect!
Although from an objective point of view, the jealous demon clan needs twice the magic power of the stolen magic to perform this stunt,
But the demons themselves have a talent far beyond that of humans, and in the face of non-master-level human spells, they can be called handy.
Discovering these special classes caught in the torrent of brute orcs, the eyes of the human archer troops immediately sharpened:
"It's this kind of unconventional target that is killed, and they all enter a concentrated posture and release arrows!"
The archers have blessed their fighting spirit with their arrows, which is not so extravagant when they usually block ordinary brute soldiers.
Equipped with a special training of arrows, each elite archer can only fire up to three shots in a row, or ten shots intermittently.
They are guaranteed to penetrate and destroy their targets, even when they are blocked by the brute body!
However, this time, it seems that everyone who is jealous of the demon clan is not an ordinary brute orc?
They are also very large, but they are all pink and fat, and they are not as strong as the brutes.
Could it be that they are also members of some demon clan? But their clothes are in tatters, far less than the white armor of the brute orc tactics.
As a new type of enemy, they have a dull gaze, and no matter how you look at it, they should be cannon fodder at the bottom of the extreme.
"Poof, it hurts~ Human arrows can have such power? But it's so cool!"
The fat demon was shot in the belly. The first reaction was actually hiccup, and more importantly, the fighting arrows that relied on penetrating power,
They were all nailed to the fat demon clan's body!
What's even more imperceptible is that the pink fat of these guys has quietly become redder and stronger.
"Haha, we are angry demons, the more injuries we have, the stronger we will be!
However, those who were large in size were members of the lower ranks. High-level clansmen should be as small and delicate as me~"
A pink whirlwind swept by, and the arrows were all shot with a higher purity of fighting spirit and a more tricky angle.
After standing still, she was actually a small demon woman, in stark contrast to her stupid and fat kindred.
The clothes of this female angry demon clan are no longer ragged, but the clothing exposure is still very high.
Gently plucked the sharp arrow pierced on the lower belly, licked it on the tip of the tongue, and the female demon made a vague trill:
"You're so poor. Only these few shots are powerful enough to hurt me! How can this be enough? Everyone's aiming.
I'm just going to stand here and not move, a little more, a little harder, people still want to."
That's right. This demon woman actually took the arrow with her delicate waist and abdomen!
When she pulled out the arrow, there was no blood coming out, but she could see the details of the wound turning out and then retracting.
After that, the skin on the abdomen becomes smoother and firmer, and the whole process is soft and natural, without any sense of cruelty.
Cheng dΓΉ, who then turned red on his body, was also just the right wheat color, and there was a sense of bodybuilding that had been exercised.
She shook her waist and plump buttocks, like a coquettish moving target, so that people couldn't hold it at all.
"The witch doesn't want to tempt my comrades-in-arms and eat the wrath of my great magician group!"
The passionate pillar of fire is fused with iron and gold, as if it is no longer a simple flame, but a brilliant golden dragon with a substance.
The dragon-shaped pillar of fire circled half a circle in mid-air before biting towards the demon woman,
This is to block the target's escape route in advance to avoid a straight line attack being predicted.
But just as the fire pillar golden dragon roared and pounced, several black shadows sprang out of the herd, biting the dragon's body like a hyena.
"Magic, which comes from chaos, should return to chaos. β
The shadows are wild and frenzied, gnawing like ghouls at the golden dragon of the pillar of fire, but their clothes are neat.
After nibbling, it can be seen that they are all handsome and well-proportioned guys under the reflection of the flame backlight.
The same style of scarf hunts and moves, interpreting the meaning of pulling the wind, this is the team of greedy demons!
"Pathetic humans, your magic has so many impurities that it's hard to swallow! β
The greedy demons opened their mouths and spewed gray mist rays at the heavy infantry whose footsteps were immobilized.
"Protect the vanguard!"
The priests and paladins bit the tip of their tongues one after another, and the previously dim light marks were moved to a golden hue.
There was a series of crackling sounds, and the gray rays collided head-on with the divine power of light,
The members of the Holy See were like thunderbolts, and they collapsed with green smoke all over their bodies.
In this way, a hundred-man war group with tacit cooperation was disintegrated into lambs to the slaughter!
But the demons don't seem to have any intention of stealing people's heads:
"Save your mana and take on the next human warband, and leave the trash to the orcs. β
"That's right, there's a clue that Master Rufus must be found. β
A similar scene took place in each human company, where the elite legions of five thousand were divided into slices of cake.
"Don't succeed!"
Angel, Eushura, and Ranstia all attacked, resisting the rush of the barbarian army with all their might.
However, they soon found that their powerful lethality could not be used!
Because the greatest threat to the lives of soldiers is the massive number of brute orcs.
Those demons were all mixed in the beast tide, disrupting the rhythm of a defensive position and then withdrew.
Angel didn't have much use with a sword, and had to do his job as a full-time priest.
Because her light holy power is considered the purest level, she will not be plagiarized by the jealous demons.
Ranstia's sword skills and ice magic are also difficult to play a role in the chaos at this time,
In an operation where the protection of her own soldiers was the highest priority, she found herself in the role of a counselor!
That's right, she just seems to have returned to her student days, or the era of academic domination. Mentor the younger generations in the work of magic.
Because the Chaos Ray of the Greedy Demon Race is second only to the threat of the barbarian orcs,
The charge of this skill often relies on the attack magic released by the mage's group.
Ranstia looked at the trainees of Valkyrie College through the eyes of the orthodox top students of Freya College.
A lot of problems were indeed found.
Focus on actual combat effects, ignore boring basic magic training, and use multi-player cooperative spellcasting?
It is the accumulation of countless details that has caused enough loopholes to be exploited by the greedy demons.
The multiplayer co-op method of casting spells causes the wrong accumulation pattern to change from adding to multiplying.
"The purity of the magic element is the key to judging the superiority in the high-end magic professional duel,
But they are often overlooked in a non-exam environment, and these demons have the instinct to disintegrate impure magic?
Soldiers, pay attention to the same tune as my spiritual power, don't rush to construct a magic rune array, start with elemental purification!"
In order to protect the soldiers as much as possible. All Ranstia had time to do in the chaos of the battlefield was these basic guidance,
Her efforts have greatly reduced the frequency of Greedy Demon's ray sniping!
However, in the process, Ranstia seems to have a new realization:
"Ice magic is the most stable vein of the structure, and it pays special attention to the basic elemental refinement
Yes, ice magic has encountered a bottleneck, and now the extended application of ice concept is extraordinarily novel?
Very excited, curious. This almost forgotten enthusiasm for knowledge has sprung up again!"
It's a pity that although the Queen of the Deep Cold is excited in her heart, others seem to be doing nothing.
The most stylish person on the scene is the Sword Saint Yushula!
This old man must hunt and move, and the arrows under his feet are like the wind. Open and close your arms and wield two ash swords!
When it is said to be the Sword of Ashes, it actually refers to the visual effect, because hundreds of brute orcs are instantly turned into ashes.
With the strong wind stirred up by the sword master's flick of his arm, it was like two hundred-meter swords.
What really caused these effects was actually the realm of the Juggernaut.
With a wave of his hand, hundreds of rampaging barbarian orcs were wiped out. It seems to be hearty, but the Sword Saint is dripping blood in his heart!
All that he slain were brute beasts who rushed to the soldiers, ready to harvest the heads of men with brute force.
In order to save the lives of the soldiers, they had to use the most violent tricks to kill those endless low-level brute soldiers.
However, at his advanced age of several hundred years, these most elite powers of the Eighth Order Realm were actually the old ones he had placed on his life!
"Maybe, this is the return of my old immortality?
If it weren't for the urgency of the situation, the Sword Master would kill the demons accurately with his absolute strength, and he would still be able to stream for a long time.
But now he took the most precious essence of the bottom of the box and went to fight with countless low-level brute beast soldiers.
"Please, young people, I only hope that there will be seedlings that break through the eighth order in the future life of the old thing that I saved
It's a pity that I have been reaching the eighth order for so long before I have figured out a way to create the core of the new rules in the realm.
Now it's going to be ruined, the fragments of the Ash Realm, my most precious children."
If there is a master of the same level, see through the fog of ashes and hide the real weapon in the Sword Sanctuary,
You will find that it is a crack that exists out of thin air.
Once the core rules of the eighth-order realm are formed, it has the effect of opening up subspace.
At this time, it can be regarded as entering the middle stage of the eighth order, and there is a stable realm.
It's a pity that the Juggernaut only comprehended the mystery of the rules in his later years when his life was no longer abundant.
There is no idea but no capital.
"I've already killed 10,000 brutes, right? there's only so much I can do, old man."
After a storm of wind and clouds, the sword master's face was covered with furrows, and the wrinkles that had suppressed hundreds of years climbed on his face in just a few seconds.
It's a pity that he definitely didn't die!
Because more brute soldiers are still showing up.
The huge earthworm that transports troops underground is a product derived from the Bath Demon Clan, and is constantly transporting the follow-up support of the brutes.
In the distance, there were two very special demons in the air slowly flying in, staring at the frantic battlefield.
It was an arrogant demon, and the battlefield ability was unknown, but there was an inexplicable aura shrouded in it.
There is also a standing demon beside the arrogant demon, with a respectful attitude but not humility, and it looks like a housekeeper.
The latter is not aggressive, but can also be called beautiful, but the hair naturally grows in the shape of a chef's top hat.
This seemingly nonsensical guy is a gluttonous demon clan, and his rarity is probably not even seen by many middle-level demon clans.
Their demon cuisine has a myriad of functions, and it may take a surprise effect at any time.
"These two demons are too arrogant! Not to mention the demons hiding in the barbarian army of orcs,
If you two dare to stand up alone, my old man will take you to hell together!"
Eushura was so angry that she decided to take a gamble!
He reluctantly stopped supporting a nearby wave of soldiers who were about to be bloodied by the barbarians, and wanted to prepare for a surprise attack on the demons in the air.
Just when the Sword Master was about to send out this blow that ran out of oil and returned to the light, his heart suddenly jumped!
Yushura felt the core resonance of another eighth-order mid-stage powerhouse!
It was a girl in white, carrying a fan-shaped subspace crack on her back, stepping on colorful auspicious clouds to descend on the battlefield!
This scene made the sword saint's forehead bruise, and his negative and drowsy brain suddenly sobered up:
"Where did the eighth-order fool come from, opening up the precious realm core so widely?"
To use an inappropriate analogy, this behavior is worse than going out without clothes,
It's like cutting open your chest, breaking your ribs, and showing your heart directly!
And who else is there besides Ivy who can cultivate her own strength and brain strength to the eighth order at the same time......?
PS: I can't think of a new ability!