The path winds down the other side of the mountain and into a hidden valley. The team was divided into three sections front and back, hidden by the strong Aegir wind, and moved cautiously.
Time passed quickly inside the lead fort, and the team was fully rested and prepared. In line with the principle of making the best use of everything, the weapons of the gods that were previously in the ruins were all sent down by Darkus. The sword of the weapon was covered by a female The warlocks engraved the rune emblem of Edreze, and the flashlight on the handle was also stuffed with batteries and prepared spare batteries.
Moreover, there are not only biological laboratories inside the Lead Castle, but also equipment laboratories. Unfortunately, most of the equipment inside is out of service, and there are no instructions such as slates. Darkus is not interested in checking which ones can still be used now. But there are a lot of good things in it, such as the Hand of the Gods that the Drukis can't use, which is the thing in Ku Jia's left hand that can shoot lasers.
Most of the backbones and elites wore disposable mysterious amulets in the equipment laboratory that could resist attacks. Belloda obtained a colorful feather cloak that could float in the air. Without the giant eagle, he took off to carry out her mission. Best at air combat.
Darkus' right hand wears a power glove modified by Tankoquako. With the blessing of the power glove, the scarlet sword in his hand can explode with a terrifying blow. It will be even more powerful if he uses the God's Halberd. Terrible. On her left arm was the Sun Arm Armor that Genevieve picked up from the Guikomo Ring Pit in the Lustrian continent. It was bright and cool, but it was made of bronze and not that durable.
"My friend, does the magic work? Why can't I see any difference?" Puyr asked in confusion.
"You are already within the range of the spell." Darkus said with a smile. He found that Puir, who saw the Slann Demon Priest in the lead castle yesterday, was shocked, but there was a relaxed look on his face. Maybe Was Puyr's fate changed because he arrived at Lead Castle first? Who knows?
"So how does it work?"
"It misleads prying eyes and divination magic, and only when someone comes within a dozen steps of us do they notice us. Now, if you will, after we are sheltered by the trees Before, I had to focus on maintaining it instead of patiently explaining it to you!" Colonia said tirelessly while maintaining the spell.
Soon, the team became quiet again, with only the sound of the cold lizard's thick and powerful thighs stepping on the soil.
Soon after, the team came to a huge puddle filled with brown muddy water. The edge of the puddle rises like a cup to hold the muddy water, at first the shape doesn't catch the team's attention, but then they get a vaguely familiar feeling?
"This is impossible! These are the footprints of a giant. The giant who followed the team before was not so exaggerated. The creature that created it must be at least eight to ten times as tall as me!" Maranur said solemnly.
"I can understand now why the giant would become corrupted, if this was his territory, living here for a thousand years would warp the mind of any creature." Colonia said calmly.
"Perhaps it is because of this that the giant's body shape has also mutated. Maybe it will be larger and bear many chaos brands? It may have many mutations and even be immune to magic attacks, making it more difficult to be attacked. Kill? Like those giants outside the city of Grond who were shot by Reaper ballista arrows?" After making a judgment, Maranur did not forget to make a witty joke.
"Be at ease, my brother, if we meet him, I will strike him as hard with the sword in my hand as a child strikes him with a pin," replied Darkus with a smile.
As discussed in the previous meeting and last night, there is indeed a giant controlled by Chaos in the Ancient Forge, and this trouble must be solved by them. The 300-man Silver Helmeted Cold Lizard Dread Knights are very powerful, but the combat environment is not an open field in the wild. Therefore, with the help of Tankoquaco's miniature city model, the team was divided into three teams after arrangement. Each team maintained a balance of melee, long-range and magic, and each acted according to their own circumstances.
After that, the three teams will enter the temple city from different directions. If necessary, they will divide their troops to complete some blocking and flanking tasks. The team where Dacus belongs will act as the main force. Their task is to kill the Chaos Warlocks and Close the channel.
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orc who survived the blocking battle limped into the camp of the orc prophet Zakuul.
"What happened? Where is the shaman?"
"The shaman was blown up by the elf shrimp. We failed. They are moving forward."
"What a trouble! Can't the dead elf shrimp just die honestly?" Zakul Jumping on his feet and growling.
Zakul wondered, was this the signal he'd been waiting for? Now that all the tribes were gathered, he wondered, now seemed like the best time to attack?
"Boys! Pick up your weapons, we are going into the city! Under the watchful eyes of Brother Go and Brother Mao! Let's have a big Waaagh!"
When Zakul's words spread like magic among the ranks of the orcs At this time, there were huge roars from the gathered tribe. He was sure that even the most distant clans would respond to his orders. At times like this, the orcs were one, able to wield a weapon, and he was their leader! He is the incarnation of Brother Go and Brother Mao! Both cruel and cunning! Darkus' team has been hiding in the shade of the trees and moving quietly. In the continuous heavy rain, no one will hear their voices, and the direction they came from is not the direction of the orcs.
Soon the team crossed the ridge and reached the top of the mountain. Darkus could see that the land under his feet became empty, extending to the place where the ancient furnace was, it was a desolate, open and rocky place.
The team led by Selire followed Darkus. The Bainina team did not climb to the top of the mountain, but stayed on the ridge. Next, under the guidance of Belloda, they will deal with the orcs who can launch goblins. Gun carriage.
Somewhere in the distance there was a great roar, followed by the sound of trumpets and the beating of drums in answer to the cry.
"Sounds like orcs and goblins," Darkus said nonchalantly.
"The power in the city is starting to get out of control." Drusala said with a solemn expression.
"I have... a feeling that cannot be expressed in words. Although I said that, I never imagined that I would save the world one day." Maranur lost his usual playfulness and began to become Be serious and serious.
As if in response to the words of all the members, the North Star Pyramid shook.
Rumbling drums sounded in the valley, and the orcs seemed to have made a decision. Many orcs suddenly appeared in the forests on the hills around the Ancient Forge. There were probably thousands of orcs emerging from the woods, shouting and roaring.
Soon, under the watchful eye of Darkus, the orcs began to rumble down the hillside, advancing with the irresistible force of an avalanche.
"Their doom is coming," Darkus said to Maranur, pointing to the powerful orc horde.
On the other side, under the auspices of Oracle, the prayers of the True Speakers were watched by heaven, and the native warriors were imbued with the power and skill of the gods of hunting and battle. At the same time the words of the Truth Speaker rang in the minds of the native warriors, a voice that awakened their sense of honor and asked them to persevere, no matter how difficult the situation.
However, in the presence of the ancient forge giant Magregor, the giants in the True Speaker team were trapped in place, unable to move forward. The giants faced an insurmountable obstacle, as if the power emanating from Magregor held them firmly in place. Among the giants, only the pair of Bologs and Kachtol were one and the other. The younger brother chose to move forward.
At the critical moment, the Truth Speakers had no choice but to summon their respective fighting partners and let the Swamp Beast act as the vanguard. The war pig riders of the Boreni tribe rushed forward in groups. Their hooves broke through the ground, causing the ground to shake. The chariots of the Beleni tribe followed, and the wheels rolled over the soil, making a rumbling roar, like a moving force of war. The cavalry of the Tulaini tribe followed closely behind. They drove highland ponies and followed behind with spears and bows and arrows.
Finally, at the end of the procession was a motley group of native warriors, armed with various weapons, some with shields and swords, others with halberds and greatswords. Although they did not have the majestic momentum of chariots and cavalry, they showed perseverance and courage. For their tribes and families, and for the land where they had lived for generations, they plunged into this unprecedented battle without hesitation.
As far as Darkus could see, the Orcs and Chaos were fighting fiercely at a crossroads. Two irresistible waves met, and neither one was willing to give in.
"Did we come too early?" Darkus had been observing the battle situation. He found that although the orcs' momentum was very intimidating,... you were pushing forward.
After a long time, the orcs finally showed signs of progress with the help of magic and the unlimited remote control of goblins. It seems that the truth speakers on the other side are also progressing smoothly? Causing Chaos to have to deploy its troops here?
"Let's go in." After a long time, Darkus felt like he had been here for an hour, and he said speechlessly. (End of chapter)