Abe the Wizard

Abel was not too happy, because he knew there was reinforcement on the human side. Would the Orcs who had fought humans for years not know?

Then, five minutes before the arrival of human reinforcements, there will surely be a fierce battle.

Only the four intermediate sacrifices of the Guardian Warrior's Drum let him know that something was wrong today. He still does not know that this Orc attack was specifically directed against him.

The darkness of the sky makes ground tremors even more deterrent. Since it is impossible to see how many beasts there are in the distance, the human team can only wait until the beast arrives to know the size of the beast.

There seemed to be spirits helping each other, a light breeze blowing away clouds that covered the moonlight in the sky, and the moonlight scattered all over the ground, sweeping away the dark colors.

Although it is still night, the moonlight, at least within hundreds of meters, can still be seen.

“Chief Cavalier Eddie, I hope you'll agree to my attack and attack the Orc first!” Abel doesn't want to wait any longer, there is simply no way to defend his Wolf King, and from what he has just done to guard the drums of the Orc, the Orcs have known the power of his' and wind 'bow and have responded.

If he is still waiting here, and once his bow fails to do what it should, all he is waiting for is close combat.

Fighting an Orc with an Orc intermediate sacrifice, Abel is confident to protect himself, but he is not confident to protect his companion at the same time.

“Be safe!” The Great Knight Eddie did not stop Abel, and he knows that, in the present circumstances, the field defense is very passive.

“Go!" Abel tapped the Wolf King lightly, and the Hard King stormed out of the defensive circle like a wind.

Around 500 meters after King Wolf ran away, Abel saw the enemy he was about to fight, a regiment of nearly 10,000 wolf cavalry men, who could also feel at least twenty beasts sacrificing, at the very front of the line, twenty bears.

And all of these bears are full-time defensive bears with huge shields in their hands. Because of their full-time defense, these bears can almost resist the wizards' primary spells. Even intermediate wizards cannot quickly break the defenses of these bears with sacrificial cooperation.

“The Wolf King, the Wolf King!” A great wolf cavalry had the best eye, and he had seen Abel riding a wolf king, and he couldn't help but scream.

With the cry of the Great Wolf Cavalry Commander, the entire Wolf Cavalry regiment suddenly targeted Abel, dividing two 2,000 Wolf Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry Cavalry

They pushed at Abel on three sides, and Abel saw a lot of skeletons coming along with these werewolf cavalry.

Abel suddenly got a little confused. What's wrong with this? When he showed up, these Orcs shifted their target. Look at this, more like it came for him.

But he knew it was better to let 20 humans defend the 10,000 Wolf Cavalry was simply impossible.

If you can see the battle power of the Orcs during the day, the Great Cavalier Eddie will never leave the team in place for defense and support, which, by contrast, is best handled by retreating directly to Miracle City.

The moonlight had its advantages and its disadvantages, and the falcon, which had not reappeared since dark, appeared over Abel's head again.

Abel can only retreat now, but he doesn't want to bring these Orcs back to the squad, so he's a little off course.

Though he retreated, the 'and wind’ in his hand did not stop. Even he rode the Wolf King upside down, leaving the Wolf King running to the rear, while his arrows opened the arrow rain mode.

At this point, he doesn't need to aim much. Behind him is a black-pressed wolf cavalry, faster than a wolf cavalry, but rather skeletons, which at night, on the battlefield of this millennium, although there is no such thing as a dead spot in front of a miracle wall, may keep replenishing death.

But it also allows the skeleton to reach its optimal state, with the skeleton rapidly approaching Abel, supported by death.

Abel knew these weren't supposed to be ordinary skulls, most likely with intermediate sacrificial skulls.

So his first arrows were aimed at the fastest skeletons, more than 60 arrows with electric light in three seconds, and in the light of the moon, they were particularly noticeable.

Hundreds of skeletons should be predecessors at least of the Knight's Long rank. With the added death, the defense has been greatly enhanced. These skeletons are almost equivalent to the Great Knight's Long rank due to the added death during the attack.

Abel's arrows hit the skull, but the results were not as good as he thought.

The skeleton's own spell resistance allows the paralysis effect of the electrical attack to last for a very short period of time, simply causing the skeleton to lose balance and fall to the ground all at once, but soon they will be able to climb up again and then rush towards Abel as if nothing had happened.

A skeleton that is broken by an arrow attack may be fatal if placed on an ordinary Orc, but for a skeleton it is not a great deal of damage.

And Abel saw a skull that was broken directly by an arrow in the leg bone, but then this skull ran with both hands and one leg like an animal, and the speed wasn't affected in any way.

“Damn it!” Abel cursed, and these skeletons are the summonses of intermediate sacrifices whose own strength is much stronger than the skeletons of primary sacrifices.

He felt that killing these skeletons would only destroy the fire of the skeleton's soul, but they were very experienced in fighting and gave him little chance to attack his head.

Of course, if you can use dynamic vision and digital perspective at this time, with some skills, you can also give skeletons some losses.

But now it's night, and even his enhanced vision is affected by night, not being able to attack as precisely as 100 percent as it is during the day.

But the good news is that King Wolf is fast enough and he has steered this Wolf Cavalry away.

“You can't escape!” An Orc sacrifice in a grey hooded robe shouted out.

Unlike other sacrifices, this gray coat sacrifice sits on a beastly skull, which is extremely fast and rushes to the forefront of the pursuit with several Great Wolf Warriors.

The three-sided bone shield danced beside him and his body was wrapped in clay, holding the grey robe very large and appearing very thick, leaving only eyes and mouth and nose.

He was responded to by three arrows that accurately shot him, which were blocked by a bone shield but not by electric light, which struck the soiled enclosure without causing any effect.

Abel rarely fought a truly powerful Orc sacrifice, when he found it difficult to harm a truly powerful Orc sacrifice if only in the usual way.

But if you expose your strength at this time, will you expose your identity?

The only reason these Orcs were chasing him should be because the Wolf King was under him and the Empty Spirit Bag that was captured, which is why the Orcs sent this 10,000 men team to hunt him down.

If the beasts knew that he was Abel, that he still had a bigger bag of empty spirits on him, that he was the killer of important members of the Lycan family, and that he was the only human blacksmith master, what kind of attack would it be waiting for him?

To think of it, he chose the best way to attack back and forth, killing as many beasts as he could, and no longer pursuing a powerful beast.

His target was shifted to the ordinary werewolf cavalry, and this shifting immediately made his battle bigger.

In every second of pursuit, as many as twenty werewolf cavalry men fall to the ground and, whether they live or die, they are trampled into mud by the next passing werewolf cavalry.

But while the battle was not small, it had little effect on the overall number of Lycan cavalry regiments that reached tens of thousands. Lycan cavalry regiments constantly suppressed his moving space from three directions, even though the speed of the Wolf King prevailed, but under the siege of a large number of Lycan cavalry, they could only maintain their advantage by constantly changing directions.

Because there is a falcon in the sky, no matter how fast he can escape the pursuit of the Wolf Cavalry, the most important thing is that there is one direction he cannot go, that direction will let the Wolf Cavalry meet the human team.