The World of Deities Chapter 1031: Rolling fireballs
on the south side of the gray hills.
The five-thousand human army is neatly lined up, and its momentum is high.
A thousand fair-skinned, handsome elves have unique temperaments, and they wear cool leaves, attracting humans to keep peeking.
A thousand dirty orcs and five hundred demons stood together in a mess, as if they had just emerged from the mud, whistling to the elf from time to time.
The eight-headed young red dragon gathered together and lay on the ground to rest and chat, dismissing the rest of the ethnic group.
Li Xia, general of the coalition army, received the information from the scouts, and was delighted that everything was similar to the predictions of the chief instructor, so he held the final pre-war meeting and carried out tactical subordinates under Su Ye's guidance.
The elves are arrogant, the orcs and the demons are chaotic, and the red dragon is more arrogant than the elves, but fortunately, they know that they are serving the gods and seriously participating in the meeting.
The meeting is over, the army rests, and the whole army is dispatched late at night.
Only the red dragon lurks in the gray hills, waiting for the signal of the general attack.
Two hours later, the skeletal birds in the distance flee desperately, their hollow leg bones with holes everywhere, making a stern sound of bone flutes.
The five-nation coalition forces continued to advance if they hadn’t heard of it.
The sun rose when it arrived fifty kilometers away from the city of the dead.
Under the bright sun, there is no greenery, but scorched dead trees, dark gray ground, and dirty rivers.
The thick stench churns in the air, and some people even vomit.
The Five Nations Allied Forces continued to advance, and finally stopped ten kilometers away from the City of the Dead, which was almost noon at this moment.
Looking from a distance, the Allied Forces of the Five Races waved in an orderly manner, and the whole army rested.
In the undead city opposite , tens of thousands of undead are preparing for battle.
The skeleton warriors were in a hurry, the skeleton dogs ran around, the skeleton mage cursed, the skeleton archer slowly stroked the bone bow, and the ghosts looked sadly at the scorching sun in the sky.
The undead during the day and the undead at night are two kinds of undead.
The five-nation coalition army was eating, a skeleton mage wearing a tattered black robe approached and shouted in undead language: "We are the believers of the Dark God, why did you attack our country for no reason? We do not have any intention of being an enemy of you. The God of Darkness decree, we are willing to negotiate with your leader."
The elves frowned and looked at the skeleton mage, do you need a reason to kill the undead?
The orcs and the demon shrugged, do you need a reason to attack?
A human magician said loudly in undead words: "The undead destroys nature, spreads death, transforms fertile land into Jedi, and transforms precious lives into filthy dead, which greatly destroys the peace and harmony of the magical continent! For the peace and future of the Magic Continent, our five-nation coalition team will work together to eradicate all the undead!"
The skeleton mage panicked and said loudly: "The Dark God is willing to negotiate!"
"We refuse to negotiate!"
At this time, a loud voice sounded from high above: "Which **** is leading the opposing coalition army? I am willing to surrender."
"Your Majesty the Great Instructor refuses to belong to the evil undead!"
"Arrogant humans! Damn you!" The dark god's angry voice resounded through the sky.
"Oh." The human wizard agreed casually and turned to eat.
"Damn! Damn! Damn..." The Dark God trembled all over.
The Five Nations Allied Forces are full of food and drink, take a short rest, and after taking turns to take a nap, make the final preparations one after another.
"Woo..."
In the afternoon, a loud horn resounded across the sky.
The coalition forces marched towards the city of the dead, and every coalition army’s ears echoed with the violent scolding of the God of Darkness.
Humans are accustomed to it. The **** beast gods and tyrant kings also cursed all the way before.
The other three clans were furious, because the dark **** was scolding his own god.
"You will pay a huge price! My body will definitely curse you!" The Dark God cursed.
Suddenly, a strange sound interrupted the voice of the Dark God.
The undead followed the prestige toward the southern sky.
The eight-headed red dragon flew from a distance.
The God of Darkness jumped like thunder, shouting loudly: "The messenger of the Canghong Mountains, I am already willing to surrender, why do you still oppose me! Is it because I am just a small false god?"
When the army of all races heard it, it turned out to be just a false god?
"Kill!"
The coalition forces rushed to the wooden walls of the Undead City. The strong demons, elves and orcs slammed their bones and arrows into the walls and threw rough brown clay pots into the walls.
東東話……
The earthenware pots burst all over the floor, and a fluffy white mist of light expanded and surged, but in the blink of an eye, the area 100 meters wide near the city wall was enveloped by a dense mist of light.
"Ah..."
screams filled the city walls, and all the undead under the black iron screamed and fled, only a few steps away before being killed by the faint light elemental power in the fog of light.
The dark iron undead is covered with a faint light spot all over the body, this kind of power that can heal life, spreads like a poison on the undead.
Only the bronze and silver undead are almost unaffected.
boom boom boom...
Hundreds of fireballs flew out from the team of elves and human wizards, destroying the city walls, and exploding in the mist.
only one round of attack, the undead city wall collapsed.
"Kill!"
The coalition rushed in excitedly. The thrower in the front threw the light fog pottery towards the dense undead, and the archer behind used the bronze arrow soaked in light element water to kill the skeleton mage, skeleton archer and translucent one. ghost.
The warriors guard the magicians, and the magicians wrapped in various protective magics are divided into three rows, specializing in the release of fireballs.
After releasing the third row of magicians, they will immediately run forward, passing through the second row and the first row, becoming the first row of magicians, and chanting the spell again.
Then, the fireball in the third row flew out from mid-air and landed among the skeleton army. Now the third row of magicians rushed forward quickly, surpassed the first row, and reached the front row, chanting spells.
Three rows of magicians alternate forward, casting spells in turn, as graceful as dancing.
Not only the enemy’s ghosts are dumbfounded, but also the own orcs, demons, elves and dragons are a little bit unbelievable.
The human magicians form a continuous platoon attack to cast spells to ensure that the magic continues, and slices of fireballs fly out and explode.
The flames were splashing and roaring, and broken bones flew all over the sky.
Slices of skeleton soldiers were emptied.
No skeleton soldier can rush to the mage within ten meters.
The elves finally figured out why humans do not need elven warriors. The only role of elves is to suppress skeleton archers. Even if other elves participate in the war, their role is not worth mentioning.
The eight-headed red dragon saw the continuous fireball technique, sighed, gave up the attack on the more dense skeleton warriors, but obeyed the order and swooped down towards the skeleton archer from the side.
"Hoo..."
The eight terrifying dragons are like eight red lava waterfalls, sweeping across the skeleton archer's position from the sky.
The large skeleton archer was like dust on the table, wiped lightly with a rag, and disappeared.
These skeletons can't even keep the bones and scum, and they fall to the ground in ashes.
The eight-headed red dragon dived and pulled up to fly, and then turned and dived again.
The grumpy voice of the God of Darkness resounded across the sky.
Warriors cannot attack the dragon, and the dragon has a powerful magical protection ability. At this stage, the skeleton mage cannot injure the red dragon.
As for the bone arrow of the skeleton archer, it is no different from a toothpick falling on the scales of the red dragon.
The undead who can truly threaten the red dragon will not be born until at least another five years.
The red dragon is the most deterrent, but the most efficient at killing the enemy is still shooting fireballs in a row.
The magician keeps advancing, like wildfire in the wind, burning the skeleton soldiers like patches of weeds.
"Go forward!"
"Go forward!"
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The human generals are extremely excited. If there is no red dragon and elf archer, the magician will withstand the full suppression of the skeleton mage and skeleton archer, but now, the scattered magic and arrows fall in the magician group and are easily blocked by the protective magic Down, there is no way to stop the platoon of fireballs.
all the way forward, all the way sideways.
"Impossible, where do you guys have so much magic power! Impossible!"
In the closed temple, the dark **** screamed frantically.
He originally thought that once the magician's magic power was exhausted, it was the time to fight back.
After all, magicians have limited magic power, and most of them are magic apprentices. The total magic power of one magic apprentice can support the release of more than 20 fireball arts.
Now that more than a hundred ejections have been completed, the magic apprentice still has no intention to rest.
"Cheating! You cheated... I remembered that magic power sharing... You... are the people of God Su? I surrender! I surrender! I am willing to belong to God Su, whether it is my distraction or my body! I am willing to belong to God Su..."
General Li Xia smiled contemptuously, and said: "Your Majesty the Great Instructor has no shortage of false gods."
The unstoppable torrent of flames completely crushed the undead army. At this moment, the undead without fear of pain understood what fear is.
More than a thousand magicians, 300 rounds of firing, poured 300,000 fireballs into the undead army.
Even if the undead army reaches 30,000, each of them can withstand an average of 10 fireballs.
The crush of absolute power and absolute tactics quickly end the battle.
When the undead had only the last two thousand, morale collapsed. Even if the undead had no emotions or emotions, they fell into fear and fled everywhere.
Orcs, demons and elves are hunting down, while the magicians meditate on the spot.
The human army rushed to the dead realm, plundering resources.
The high-ranking generals rushed straight into the temple, smashed open the door, and rushed to the statue of the dark **** like a wolf.
"No! I can surrender, I can surrender..."
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"I feel the call of magic!" a magician shouted.
"I feel the whispers of the abyss!" the demon roared.
"I feel the whisper of the mother tree." The elves were ecstatic.
"Dragon breath!" The red dragon roared.
"Smell of blood!" The orcs roared together.
Many ordinary humans who are stuck in a bottleneck suddenly realize that they are about to be promoted to magical apprentices!
"Long live the great instructor!"
"Long live the great instructor!"
The humans, orcs, and demons all yelled.
The elves and the red dragon are a little confused, even if humans shout like this, why are the orcs and demons so fanatical?
rumbling... The walls of the temple are cracking.
Everyone hurried out of the temple.
There was a loud noise, the temple collapsed, and a white ball of light flew high from the ruins with a whistle, crossing a long line of clouds, and landed in the Suye Temple in Kongcheng.
In front of the statue of Su Ye, the sphere of undead power hovered in the air.
Su Ye smiled, just as he expected.
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