Chapter 839 The Final Attack and Defense (Part 2)

"That was the last strategic magic. The opponent should have invested all their energy at once, so they could summon such a powerful meteorite shower. But don't worry, they have already used their last hole card, and it will be our turn next. "

The mage wearing a black robe glanced at the light cluster on the top of the mage tower that could be extinguished at any time, and explained in a low voice. His complexion was not very good at the moment, he obviously didn't expect Sarah Brightman to put all his eggs in one basket, and directly came the most ruthless one.

Undoubtedly, although such an approach is tantamount to directly handing over the dominance of the war, it has caused the greatest degree of damage and morale damage. Looking at the faces of the tribal chiefs at this moment, you can tell that they have been frightened. Guys who can use brute force are quite in awe of supernatural power, especially after witnessing the terrifying killing effect of the meteorite rain, they are trembling all over their bodies.

"Don't worry?! That's seven thousand of the most elite orc warriors! They're dead! They're all dead!"

One-eyed Lonte grabbed the mage's neck, roared loudly with a ferocious expression, and exuded a chilling aura from time to time. Anyone who is not a fool can tell that he is in a state of extreme rage now, the veins on his neck are bulging, and his one eye is blood red.

Many guys who are familiar with his character are very clear that as long as the mage says a wrong word next, his neck will be wrung off immediately, and then he will be chopped into a meat paste by a sharp two-handed ax and fed to the warg.

"Cough! Cough cough...let...let go...listen to me...say..."

Due to the serious blockage of breathing and blood flow, the mage from the City of Shadows blushed, desperately trying to break off the big hairy hand.

But it's a pity that his little strength is useless for the legendary warrior, and because of the lack of oxygen in his brain, he can't even trigger spells and magic items in time. In just a few seconds, he rolled his eyes, and a lot of foam gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

Just when the unlucky mage was about to be strangled to death, a bright light suddenly appeared in the air, followed by a handsome man in a velvet robe, who was none other than Prince Ruivalan. There was a faint smile on his face, and just hooking his fingers, One-eyed Longte instantly felt an invisible force pushing him hard, and he couldn't help but let go of the comatose mage .

After glancing at the purple handprints on his neck, Rui Valan touched his chin playfully. Pretending to be exaggerated, he stretched out his arms and shouted strangely: "Wow! You are really angry. May I ask why he made you angry, dear Longte. You must know that our contract does not include this clause."

"What's wrong? You'd better ask your subordinates! This idiot cost me 7,000 of my best fighters! He must be responsible for the failure of this attack!" One-eyed Longte did not show any weakness after standing firm. Roaring loudly, the anger made him temporarily forget the gap in strength between himself and the Shadow Prince, and he even swung the sharp two-handed ax threateningly.

But to Rui Valan, this was nothing at all. He ignored the furious old orc at all, and turned his attention to the other mages sent by the City of Shadows, obviously wanting to know the truth of the matter.

A mage with a gloomy expression knew that he couldn't hide, so he sighed slightly. He stepped forward and bowed and explained: "Your Highness, it was indeed Harbot's misjudgment just now that caused heavy losses. But you should know. With our current strength, it is inevitable to pay a certain price for fighting against a mage tower. so……"

This guy very cleverly helped his companion shirk most of the responsibilities. He knew that if he didn't say so, then the Shadow Prince would probably sacrifice one or two less important pieces in order to appease the anger of One-Eyed Lonte. Anyway, these guys from the wild land don't know magic at all, so they don't worry about being exposed.

Rui Valan, who has been playing tricks all the year round, immediately heard the tricks, but he didn't expose it. Instead, he smiled and spread his hands to the old orc with bloodshot eyes: "You see, although my subordinates are responsible to a certain extent, in a magic confrontation, anything can happen. Obviously, the master of the mage tower He is not an ordinary person either, so let us calm down and let us attack this fortified fortress city in one go. Think about the countless wealth inside. It will definitely make up for the losses caused by the failure of this attack."

His calm posture and calm tone made Lonte slowly regain his senses. Panting heavily, the powerful legendary warrior forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart: "Okay! For your sake, let me forgive you first." This damn wizard. But you have to promise to open a hole in the city wall within five minutes. I will sacrifice all living things in this city to Gruumsh."

It can be said that the war has progressed to this point, regardless of the defenders on the city wall. Still, the large number of tribal coalition forces will be at the end of their battles. No matter who lasts a little longer, they will win the final victory. Therefore, this cunning old orc endured the anger and planned to settle the score slowly after attacking Weywood City.

"Aha, I knew that a brave orc hero like you would understand our difficulties. Please rest assured, within five minutes, I can guarantee that a section of the city wall will be demolished." After speaking, Rui Valan turned his head towards several mages After winking, he stood there and put on a look of standing on the sidelines.

The mages who got the hint from the Prince of Shadows did not hesitate, and immediately lined up facing the direction of the city wall, and began to chant spells in a low voice. After only one minute, a khaki-yellow axe about fifteen meters long formed in front of them. The method is aura, and the color is getting darker and darker.

One-eyed Lonte didn't know anything about magic, but he still instinctively felt the powerful power contained in it. He took a few steps back calmly, staring fixedly at the ghost prince who was always smiling not far away.

He will never forget the power shown by this powerful voter when he integrated the tribes of the Highest Wasteland. Anyone who resists a little will be swallowed by endless shadows in an instant, leaving no bones left.

For the orcs, gnolls, and goblins who were still living in the age of drinking blood, the power of the city of ghosts was too strong, so strong that they didn't even have the courage to resist.

Don't look at the one-eyed Lonte who looks very good now. He is an invincible legendary warrior and a back-up voter who has been tested by the orc pantheon, but if Rui Valan wants to kill him, it will be effortless. And the orc pantheon has no way to retaliate.

As the last floating city in Netheril, Shadow City is not afraid of the power of the gods at all. A mage group composed of more than a dozen legendary mages and thousands of high-level spellcasters is enough to cause a devastating blow to the incarnation of the gods in an instant. With all kinds of well-preserved materials and destructive magic above level ten, even the goddess of magic who has mastered the magic net dare not act rashly.

Of course, these magics can no longer be performed normally like before, but they can still be displayed in the form of magic rituals or legendary magic.

It can be said that the cooperation between the two parties was not equal from the beginning. The City of Shadows has always placed itself in a superior position. In their eyes, the so-called tribal coalition forces are just a slightly larger bait, and Rui Valan even plays with the coalition forces like pawns.

One-eyed Longte knew this clearly, and he willingly accepted the other party's use, because he was too eager to get the reward of the gods and make himself young again.

But as the war progressed to the present, the old orc finally realized the sinister intentions of the City of Shades that wanted to hurt both sides, so he became more and more wary, especially when Rui Valan appeared, his muscles all tensed up. Be ready to face the sudden turn of events at any time.

"You are too nervous, my friend. Relax, I have no ill intentions towards you. After all, we are still allies now, at least until we defeat Henry Angomey, this will not change." Rui Valan smiled and blinked Blinking and teasing.

One-eyed Lonte sneered and curled his lips: "Huh! Wizards are selfish guys, I won't believe your rhetoric. How long will your people last? I can't wait to launch an attack."

The Shadow Prince didn't care about the sarcasm in the other party's words, pointing to the brown magic light and said: "Now, please stand firm, because the ground may shake a little bit."

As soon as the words fell, several mages who were performing the ceremony suddenly pushed the light belt out. Immediately after drilling into the ground, the ground began to tremble violently. Many people lost their center of gravity and fell on the ground one after another. Some unlucky people accidentally fell off the city wall and died.

The soil and stones on the ground were lifted up by the ten-meter-high air waves, rushing towards Weywood City at a fast speed, and wherever they passed, it was as if they had been ravaged by a huge earthworm.

"Damn! That thing is coming at us! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Fugner, who stood at the head of the city and commanded the army, saw this scene and ignored other things. An order to retreat was issued immediately. Because judging from the galloping earth dragon, this section of the city wall is undoubtedly untenable. Instead of standing here and waiting to die, it is better to preserve the vitality and wait for the next more brutal street fighting.

Time flies. Just when the main force had just retreated into the city, the menacing air wave carried a force of 10,000 tons. It hit the city wall directly, and the huge force lifted the entire city wall up into the air from below. Everyone could clearly see that the city wall, which was more than ten meters long, rolled down from the sky and photographed a large area of ​​civilian houses with a bang. Little Bianbian, the residents inside died before they could even scream.

Such a terrifying spell made Fugner swallowed involuntarily, and muttered to himself: "Oh! Oh! My God! What kind of spell is he (mother)! It's just too scary!"

"Your Excellency, Viscount, I think you have time to worry about this. You might as well think about what to do next. The enemy obviously planned it long ago, and the opening more than ten meters long cannot be blocked easily." A thirty-meter-long opening The many-year-old human mercenary reminded in a low voice.

"Yes! You are right. Come on! Hurry up and line up! The heavy infantry is at the front, and the spearmen are at the back! Block this opening for me immediately! The enemy is coming soon!"

Fugner, who came to his senses, immediately roared loudly with his already hoarse voice. After a while, three hundred of the most elite fighters formed a tight defensive formation, nervously waiting for the enemy's onslaught... (to be continued~^~ )