Age of Adepts

Under the command of a strange metal giant of up to five metres, all magic chariots slowed down the gunpoint and targeted the Centaur troops on the walls and a corner tower, Primsburg.

“Escape...”

The shouting of the Orc Commander just came out, and he was swallowed up by the deafening gunfire.

The entire city wall, from east to west, was completely blown up by a bursting fireball in an area of 400 metres.

The flesh and blood of countless half-man horses and Orc warriors danced in the sky, and a corner building pristine collapsed suddenly in huge flames, with the beasts roaring with horror.

“Attack… Attack… Full attack…”

Looking at the tragic scene as if it were the end of the world, the Orc Commander shouted his final command with a wolf crying, and then his tall body was torn apart by a sudden burst of fire.

According to the city's defenseman, it is impossible, if you don't want to rush out any more, all the Orcs will be killed if you don't even have a chance of touching the enemy.

On the walls of the city, where the flames rushed to the sky, countless healthy and capable shadows rushed to the sky.

They have human bodies and strange hawk wings in grey brown, grabbing wooden spears in their hands and flying at great speeds.

Eagle Body People...... It's Eagle Body People!

Grimm is already ready for the rare air force on the Orc's side.

As soon as the eagle flew up, nearly a hundred eyeball fighters whistled before queuing to dive. And as the Eyeball fighters came along, there was that dense burning ray.

Eagles are not physically fit in the Orc Corps and are not equipped with metal armor or stomach to mitigate flight weight, and carry only five short-throwing spears and a wooden stabbing gun. They are usually fought by flying over the enemy and firing with spears. Only when the spear runs out will they launch a dive attack on the ground with a wooden stabbing gun up to 3 metres in length.

Such tactics may be effective against enemies who do not have air forces, but against the Magic Legion they are simply self-defeating.

When the fragile body of an eagle encounters intense burning rays, that tragic scene is intolerable. A brave eagle fighter was caught up in a whirring eye fighter while still struggling to climb high altitude.

A red burning ray hits the Eagle Corps, and almost every attack can bring down a Eagle Warrior. The falling eagle warrior fell as hard as a scale on hard dirt, his insides burst instantly, a large mouthful of spit blood, and his life was easily harvested by the well-arranged magic shooters.

The tall suspension bridge collapsed sharply and the wooden door, half a metre thick, was pushed to both sides, with a crowd of beasts gushing out of the city.

Grimm, who knows the enemy dynamically, has already been reassigned, and 10 magic tanks continue to bombard the city walls, while another 10 magic tanks concentrate their artillery fire on the city gate. Ten giant fireballs exploded in their ranks before the tidy Orcs waited to cross the suspension bridge.

Flesh and flesh fly across, visible at broken limbs...

The brave Orc has just left town and suffered a headache before engaging his enemies. And the animals who were struggling with artillery fire to cross the suspension bridge, the next second came hundreds of densely stored energy rays.

An Orc warrior with huge bronze bell-like eyes stared round and was hit in the sieve with a large hammer knife in his arms before he made a few steps out. They marched forward, and the thick, numb blood on their bodies spurted blood water outwards.

Finally, they fell on their knees, crawled on the dirt and crawled forward with all their final strength.

The second round of energy rays swept through, and this sad battlefield is dead and alone again!

When the strength of the two teams is not at all above the same level, individual bravery alone cannot reverse the development of the whole war situation.

A batch of beastmen rush out, then another batch falls...

Week after week, bloody cruel!

But no matter how the beasts hit, they could never break through that invisible line of defense and touch the tall, mighty metal giants in a row a hundred steps away. The enemy's artillery fire was so fierce that it could not be countered with their flesh and blood.

At last, after leaving thousands of bodies in front of the city gate, the beasts returned to the city in mourning. The Legion of Magic also continued to bombard some of the only tall buildings remaining in Makren City, taking advantage of the shelling.

The animals hid in the roots of the city inside the walls, with their heads covered in wooden shields, tormented, waiting for the moment when the enemy rushed into the city. Since they cannot be washed out, wait until the enemy enters the city to fight and mix with their alleys. With the fierceness and courage of the Orcs, they really want to fight close, even if the enemies are steel bars, they can tear out a few kilos of flesh from the top.

Unfortunately, they underestimate Grimm's determination and underestimate the horror of having a post-cerebral Guru Legion of Magic.

The metallic body of Brain Groux, up to 5 meters high, stands in the center of the Legion of Magic, exciting every moment of the day * emitting a blue strip of energy that connects itself to the surrounding magic. Both Magic Archers and Magic Tanks are able to obtain the appropriate magical energy from them through these energy light belts.

With it, the Legion of Magic will never be in danger of a lack of energy!

Noble City no longer sees half the beasts and servants, all hiding in the dark, hiding in the ruins of the ruins of the hedge, suffering the repeated shelling and cleansing of magic artillery.

With the continuous bombardment of twenty magic artillery, the sturdy walls up to eight metres finally collapsed and scattered into rubble. Eye fighters who killed the Eagles flew into Makren City in crowds, searching for the remnants of life at half an altitude of 20 metres from the ground.

Whether it's a dumped stone fortress or a burning black stone house, eyeball fighters have the flexibility to drill inside and sweep through every dark corner with a ray of burning heat.

Residual Orcs have also exhausted all means to fight these Eyeball fighters, either throwing axes, throwing nets, or jumping in the air… The number of Eyeball fighters has also decreased dramatically.

dōng dōng dōng...

The heavy footsteps of a position shook the mountains and sounded the battlefield.

A row of metal magic slowly entered the city in loose formations, stepping on broken walls of rubble and scorched black beams. They did not disperse, nor did they attempt to search for narrow dark places, but once the strange gems mounted inside the orbit perceived the breath of life beneath the rubble, a sperm rocket fired.

As soon as those animals buried in the dark rushed out, they were sieved by a dozen energy rays.

Nearly all the buildings in the city have been razed to the ground, and even if there are occasional remnants, they cannot withstand rays of magic. Walking, pushing, passing, walls collapsing, dust flying.

Mechanics only need to call Magic Artillery for the last round of attack when they encounter a recalcitrant Orc hiding in a sturdy pristine castle. Everything will be dusty, dusty, and completely quiet!

When nearly a hundred magic guns came to the tiny Beast Temple, the two thousand remaining Orcs and half horses of Makren City were trapped here, forming a Wall of Man with their flesh and blood, confronted by an unusually grievous and fierce posture and magic.

After two hours of bombardment, there were few intact animals and half horses left. Even the third-degree Orc Warrior was covered in blood and his skin burned in flames. And the Tier 2 Orcs clustered around it were also wounded, one head broken and bleeding, and they couldn't bear to see.

At this moment, the Orc Warrior is at the forefront of the team with a huge double-edged battle axe behind his back, while a huge, rough tribal flag is gripping it tightly.

There was no wind on the battlefield, but the beast leather flag of the flag was completely stretched out, and the pattern of an Orc with a high lifting hammer and a roaring sky was clearly visible.

Grimm slowly stepped into the battlefield with many deep red wizards, coldly confronting this group of veterans 100 meters away. The animals stared at the bloodred eyes and looked at every wizard on the scene with an extremely hateful eye.

The Hammer Tribe in Makren City is over!

Lost the city territory, lost all its children, lost most of its Orc warriors… Next, they lost the only remaining Orc faith behind them - the Beast Temple.

“Wizards, why are you attacking our cities, killing our people, overthrowing our temples… why?” Perhaps knowing that we are already at the end of the road, the loud questioning of the Orc Warriors in front of us appears to be exhausting and grieving.

“There's no reason why… there may be a lot of reason, but I don't have to explain it to you. You and I are just a piece of chess, and your duty is to defend this city, and my duty is to destroy this seat. As for the reason, who cares...” Grimm replied coldly.

Knowing that it was impossible to get the answer from Grimm's mouth, the Orc maniac caught a big flag and the tall, hard flagpole pierced the ground and fixed it in place. And the Orc Warrior scout reached out and grabbed the giant axe behind his back in his hand, roaring like a grim rush.

While rushing forward, the Orc Warrior shouted a shocking battle, and his body, which was 2 meters tall, swelled and grew again. And its bare black feet, every step on the earth, make a dull tremor, sounding like a heavy drum of war.

pū pū pū...

A string of intense scorching rays, like a burning iron, beat on the robust body of an Orc Warrior. The Orc Warrior merely lifted a giant axe to cover his face and then jumped up suddenly, letting the red-hot rays of fire burst out of his reach.

The burning rays that would have penetrated the wall only burned a tiny red dot on the tight black body of the Orc Warrior, but did not penetrate that hard skin.

The Orc Warrior had a frightening smile on his face, and the huge axe lit up the masked fluorescence and cut it out quickly. The giant axe is only two meters long and unlikely to touch the metal magic that is 20 or 30 meters away, but as the light on the axe flies out, a terrible ripple half a meter long instantly passes through the body of five magic shooter magic.

The magic shooting stopped and the metal parts and fragments blossomed like a gift...