I Became a Progenitor Vampire

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"Take me as the core to shrink strength!!

Give up other positions, don't those damn humans and undead want to plunder the remains of the gods?

Then give them a chance!!"

After the orc prince was originally confident that he could suppress the iron sword of this ancient evil god and lost its effect, he no longer had the original confidence.

That iron sword was a sword used by the beast god, and it had offered countless sacrifices when he came, allowing the beast god to seal part of his power in it again.

But now such a terrifying weapon could not last even a second, the horror of this ancient evil god was beyond his imagination.

But the artifacts and the body of the gods are tempting him, leaving him with the last fluke.

At this moment, he paid such a heavy price. If he can't get what he wants, his loss this time will be unacceptable.

Woo~

And less than a few minutes after Shahram ordered to give up encircling the deity's remains, the human horn sounded not far away.

Humans desperate to kill the enemy finally broke through the obstacles of the orcs and entered the core area of ​​Risir City.

But they were not greeted by wine or flowers, or artifacts or jewels, but by a group of violent half-mouses who defeated the orcs.

The power of the violent half-mouse gave the human army a heavy blow.

But Archduke Okeli's will is firm and unshakable. Human warriors, human archers, human knights, and even human Pegasus air cavalry are all hunting and attacking over this area.

But there are too many violent half-mouses, and they are constantly pouring out of the door of space, like sea water that never stops.

More exaggerated than the undead, and the most chilling thing is that under the blessing of the power of the gods, the half-mouse, who was originally known for being weak, has become extremely powerful.

Human warriors can barely resist.

"Damn mouse!! Try the dwarf's great axe!!"

With an outcry, the dwarf legion riding the male goat slammed from the other side.

These dwarves in heavy armor are all stained with blood. Although they have gone through hard work, the faith in their eyes is unbreakable.

The dwarves are followed by the undead, and the blank area on the other side is occupied by these lives who do not know death and pain.

A screaming roar in the sky, the bone dragon flapping the broken dragon's wings opened the way in the front, the death knight in the rear led the countless army of undead to kill, and ran into the violent half-mouse head-on.

Fighting against the fierce and cruel, the two sides were instantly blurred.

Orcs, dwarves, undead, humans,

The four armies gathered.

Hundred kilometers around Risle City, millions of people witnessed this epic scene from the reflection in the sky. After watching the orcs being crushed and beaten by the crazy half-mouse, everyone knew that the final battle was about to begin. Up.

The area more than ten kilometers in the core of Lisle City became the place of decisive battle.

Victory is the mythical battle of slaying the gods, and failure is the resurrection of the ancient evil... When an evil god that survived the ancients appears on the main plane, no one can guarantee what will happen.

The player held his breath when he saw this scene, and took a crazy screenshot.

Some of the aborigines started to run in the opposite direction of Risle City, trying to avoid the coming disaster, while others rushed straight to Risle City, wanting to fish in troubled waters in extreme danger.

But at this moment, outside of Risle City, where no one is paying attention.

A huge figure was screaming while spreading its wings.

"Quack~ Damn orc cubs, the great Withered Bones is here, are you ready to be destroyed?!"

"No one can breathe under the dragon's breath of Lord Withered Bones, I, the undead king, I will become eternal..."

"Quack, do you feel my strength? Yes, I am invincible, invincible withered bones..."

Along with this long-winded bone dragon, an incomparably huge army is moving fast.

The army at dawn arrived before the final battle.

The battle of the five armies, the battle of the end.

Woo~

The sound of the trombone horn has been reverberating in the sky with the ancient blasphemous language from the moment the battle of Risle City started.

Without exception, the horn of war will be linked to death and glory. The loser dies and the winner enjoys the glory.

But at this time the battlefield in the center of Risle City has become a death arena where no victory can be seen.

This is the place where death is watching, killing is permeating, blood is flowing.

The disabled warrior roared in pain, and screamed like a dying beast.

Killing the opponent or being killed by the opponent is the only destination for the warrior. Life is the cheapest thing on the battlefield.

There is no kindness, no greatness, and all the good things that the world proclaims. War is pure flesh and blood.

If you want to win respect and glory, you can only live, truly live...

At this time, Amy, the god of plague and death, floating above the black altar, exuded more and more terrifying aura.

The moment everyone saw each other, they would feel that an abyssal behemoth that could tear apart the plane was resurrecting. No one could remain calm under this kind of majesty, and even surrender became an shameless choice.

The soldiers who died in the surrounding area, their collapsed bodies, and splashes of blood all became the foil for this ancient evil god.

What's even more shocking is that the dead soldiers still haven't rested, their souls are dragged out of their bodies like being caught by the ecstatic devil, and then absorbed by the plague and the god of death.

Hundreds of thousands of lives have been killed in this war, and that huge force has been absorbed by Him.

The pair of bat wings behind the vampire's body had become as black as ink, and the barbs on it had become more terrifying.

This bloody battlefield has now become the nourishment for this evil god, and he is becoming stronger.

It is also darker.

"For the dwarves!!"

"Long live Grand Duke Okeli!!"

"In the name of roaring blood!!"

"The undead will never die!"

But when the temptation is strong enough, there will always be people who are brazen.

The four powerful armies did not give up because the plague became stronger in the god of death, but their offensives became more fierce.

Humans still have more than 100,000 armies at this time, 70,000 dwarves, countless dead, and even the orcs who have just been besieged by the three armies also have more than 100,000 left.

Hundreds of thousands of army fighting each other, this big scene is enough to be recorded in the history of southern provinces.

This land has also become a slaughterhouse for strangling half-mouse men at this moment.

But the violent half-mouse obviously don't think they are prey. The servants of these gods are crazier than all armies.

They have been blessed by the power of the gods, and at this time they have turned from dirty and humble monsters to powerful to extreme lives.

The two-edged body is as strong as a calf, and the claws are sharp enough to easily tear apart the armor of the warrior.

In addition, the deadly plague and germs carried on the body make them full of deadly danger.

This series of changes turned the half-mouse, who usually couldn't even beat a farmer, into a bloodthirsty predator at this time.

The battle on the ground was fierce, and the battle in the sky was equally shocking.

Huhu~

The two-footed Wyvern and Pegasus Legion were no longer fighting each other at this time, and they turned their attention to hunting and killing the violent half-mouse.

It's not that these flying beings don't want to directly bypass the army below to attack the plague and death gods, but without exception, as long as they are close to the door of space, they will be shrouded in infinite darkness.

It seems that someone is depriving them of their souls.

That terrifying experience forced these flying arms to give up the idea of ​​directly attacking the plague and death gods, and bows and arrows were completely unable to harm each other.

This allows them to only help the ground troops advance.

"The Pegasus Cavalry Regiment lined up, dived and attacked!!"

After several attacks, the air cavalry put a lot of pressure on the ground.

The advantages of air units over ground forces are difficult to make up for unless their strength is much higher.

The general commanding the air cavalry immediately noticed this, and began to let the Pegasus legion form a systematic attack on the violent half-mouse below.

Without interference from the opposing air cavalry, they took their advantage to the extreme.

Fifty Pegasus riders formed a team. The Pegasus riders in the front gripped the 5-bladed air cavalry lance. After the order was issued, they dived and attacked together.

Fighting down, the fighting spirit is high.

The battle of Pegasus knights always gives people a pleasing feeling, and the carefully trained air cavalry cooperates perfectly with every attack.

Although the violent half-mouse below wanted to resist, the attack distance of the two sides was too different. No matter how much the half-mouse jumped, it couldn't hurt the 5-bladed Pegasus rider.

On the other hand, Pegasus knights, their dive and assassinations are like wearing tofu when faced with half-mouses without armor, and the dense half-mouses give this characteristic a greater bonus.

The speed of the Pegasus is as high as 200 kilometers per day, and it also has a strong inertia when diving down. The impact force of the airborne gun at the violent speed of the Pegasus is not something that the violent half-mouse can resist.

Puff-blood splashing, the sturdy and sharp airborne gun is like a string of candied haws, and one charge can kill seven or eight half-rat people.

With more than three thousand air knights left in the human army, with its powerful lethality, the pressure on the ground army was immediately relieved, and the western battlefield occupied by humans began to rapidly advance towards the black altar.

And the undead and orcs who also have flying arms are not bad, and the killing of the double flying is full of blood that makes people's backs cold.

The bone dragon is the most direct, and the dragon's breath is the deadliest weapon. Each breath can take away a large number of half-mouses. The corrosive saliva and sharp claws of the two-footed flying dragon also laid a sky for the orcs.

The roar and screams were accompanied by the stench of blood.

The cruelty of the Battle of Risle was shown to the crowd within a hundred miles around Risle in an undisguised way.

The players who saw this kind of scene were in awe and enthusiasm, but unfortunately they did not have the power to participate in such a war, otherwise they would definitely yell forward to fight monsters and upgrade.

"This Cthulhu hasn't recovered his power yet!! Hope is here!!"

Archduke Okeli rode a flying horse and landed on the ground to supervise the battle. After seeing the air cavalry's record, his eyes were a little excited, because he saw hope at this moment, and saw the hope of successfully killing the evil god to obtain his power!

The thinking in his eyes became decisive in a short time.

Turning his head abruptly, looking at the dozens of guards around him, Grand Duke Okeli held the hilt in his right hand and pulled out the cross sword forcefully.

Clang~

The cross long sword engraved with a mysterious pattern was held high in the air by Grand Duke Okeli, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the god of plague and death.

Roar coldly.

"The whole army will charge with me!!"

Seeing this scene, the bishop of the god of nobility stretched out his hand suddenly, with a somewhat unbelievable expression to persuade him, "Grand Duke Okeli, don't, it's too dangerous here!!

You can't follow the army on an adventure!!

If Green City were not under your control, the entire city, no, even the entire southern province would be in chaos!!"

Grand Duke Okeli narrowed his eyes, turned his head to look at the bishop priest of the noble god, his tone was cold.

"Your Excellency, follow me behind!"

The bishop pastor's body was shaken, and he was speechless for a long time.

Grand Duke Okayli was strong and domineering, and he didn't give him a chance to say more. At this moment, no one dared to disobey the boss' order.

"I told you, this time, there is no way out.

It will take a while for the caster to release the large magic again, but the power of the evil god is recovering quickly, if we don't stop him now, we will all become ashes!

And if we can't get enough power this time, even if we can live now, we are just waiting for death to come!!

Only by controlling the power can we gain the power to continue breathing after the evil has recovered."

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at dozens of soldiers around him who had been looking at him, and his tone became extremely high-pitched.

"My soldiers, my men!!"

The tone of farewell was so full that the soldiers around immediately listened attentively and looked at their allegiance.

"Today is a day that is enough to change the fate of Green City, because the ancient evil god has revived before us.

We can escape from this, we can turn a blind eye to it, but our wives, our children, our family and all of us are in this land.

Being cowardly will make me lose everything. The Cthulhu will not reason with us, and I don't believe that the soldiers in the southern provinces are all softhearted and cowards!!

There is only one battle!!"

Grand Duke Okaeli seemed to be shining with the abbot's light at this time, and his heavy tone hit people's hearts with every word.

"When we use a long knife to cut down the head of the evil god that will kill our family, we will have the right to live!!

My subordinates, the southern provinces and Green City are behind us. Although the Nolan Empire is big, we have no retreat!

One day we may fail, may die on the battlefield, may lose everything we have!

But that is definitely not today!!

Break the enemy's long sword, shatter the enemy's shield, and cut off the enemy's head!

People of Nolan!!

Charge with me!!!"

With the final roar, Grand Duke Okay violently urged the Pegasus under him, directly lifted up into the air, and took the lead to kill the enemy.

Inciting words and actions to lead by example, the actions of Grand Duke Okeli at this time immediately ignited the morale of the human army.

"kill!!!"

The crazy shouting and killing even overwhelmed the blasphemy and the devilish roar that were constantly echoing in the sky.

What the high morale brings is the fighting will to fight without fear of death.

Human beings have always been easily controlled by emotions. When they are depressed, even a goblin can kill them.

When they are in high spirits, even in the face of a dragon, they dare to charge.

Woo~

The shocking horn sounded.

This seems to be the command of the total attack.

The orcs and dwarves who sensed the ferocity of humans killing the ancient evil gods also sounded their offensive horns.

The battle may be ended soon, because they will surely kill the gods!

The horrible number of violent half-mouses, under the combined strangulation of the four armies, has actually begun to collapse every inch, and the number of people gushing out of the space channel can no longer match the number of slaughtered.

The advantage of the air cavalry is too great, every dive attack can clear a large area, giving the most powerful support to the army below.

The plague and death god who was still unsealing the body of the god finally noticed the strangeness at this moment.

Although the forces of the Quartet were fierce, they also angered this evil deity who had survived from ancient times.

At this time, Amy's body full of majesty and evil suddenly stopped, and turned slightly, as if the emperor was overlooking the humble slave.

Seeing the violent half-mouse being slaughtered unscrupulously by the air cavalry, the vampire's gray pupils showed a rare anger.

"I am the god of the old plague, master the plague and spread death...

Humble and low life, resist me, you will be swallowed by death!"

The onlookers saw the evil god speak for the first time, and the blasphemous language handed down from ancient times was full of evil powers that were hard to describe.

Within a hundred miles, the words that made everyone's soul tremble constantly echoed in the air.

It was also the first time that the crowd knew the name of this ancient evil god, the old god of plague, who mastered the plague and spread death.

And after the mythological sound of this terrifying plague fell, he slammed his hands up, and then the souls of the surrounding soldiers began to inflate like a balloon, and then burst open with a bang.

The soul is like blue crystal shards, scattered in every corner of the air, matched with the blood of the battlefield, it is beautiful and extremely terrifying.

"Ox...ip...eb...lq..." Along with this, several very obscure ancient spells were spit out from the plague god.

Then an indescribable wave of magic power combined with soul fragments began to erupt.

At this moment, whether it is an orc, a dwarf, or a human, it feels that there is a flurry of hair in the heart, as if a great horror is about to come to the world.

Just a few short breaths after the plague god uttered the spell, the nine space gates made a sound like a locust flapping its wings, buzzing and noisy enough to make people tinnitus.

Then the shocking scene appeared.

In the space gate, half-mouse people, denser than locusts, flew out from the space gate, yes, from the air.

These disgusting beings are no longer the violent half-mouses on the ground at this time, but the flesh-wing half-mouses flapping their wings and flying in the sky.

These flesh-winged half-mouses have green barbs on their backs, and they don't seem to be easy to follow.

These flesh-winged half-mouses have a wingspan of only 1.5 blades, which is more than a bit worse than the violent half-mouses.

But after flying out of the door of space, under the action of weird spells and the power of gods, they also inflated like a balloon.

A large flesh-winged half-mouse with a wingspan of 3 blades occupied the sky.

The scene changed in this short moment, and the air cavalry, who had a huge advantage, immediately ran into big trouble.

The speed at which the flesh-winged half-mouse gushes out of the space channel is more exaggerated than the violent half-mouse. The 9 space channels flew more than 10,000 heads in a short period of time.

And depending on the state, these flesh-winged half-mouses seem to be the same as the violent half-mouses, and their number is almost endless.

The Quartet army, which had been advancing rapidly with the cooperation of the air cavalry, was immediately knocked down.

Even this is not all. Under everyone's gaze, the eyes of the violent half-mouse who had been promoted several times instantly turned blood red, the blood vessels in his body burst directly, and the muscles suddenly became strong and rigid.

Frenzy.

This familiar word appeared in the minds of all the orcs.

But that is the function of the power of the gods, and they can't stop all this from happening.

With the appearance of the flesh-winged half-mouse, the violent half-mouse became the ultimate demon again.

The originally fierce half-mouse had lost the pain due to madness at this time, and only the idea of ​​killing appeared in their minds.

Therefore, even if they were pierced through their chests and cut off their thighs, these half-mouses would bite off a piece of meat like a skeleton warrior.

In this case, the situation just now has been very good, and there has been a direct collapse.

There are so many, no one can imagine that in just a few minutes, more than 50,000 flesh-winged half-mouses will fly out of the gate of space.

And the half-mouse after madness has also become rock-hard, expanding bit by bit under the encirclement and suppression of the surrounding area.

This ten-kilometer-wide battlefield of flesh and blood has become a place of death that no one can face. Even at this time, the battle is no longer standing on the ground, but standing on a corpse that has been stacked two stories high.

Cruel and bloody.

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Half an hour after the flesh-winged half-mouse appeared, the four armies had killed more than half of them.

After a fierce battle in the morning, the number of the most powerful orcs was still less than 60,000, and they had retreated thousands of blades, far away from the black altar.

Even if the orc prince Shahram led the charge, he also had a powerful fighting army like Beamon and the orc shaman army.

Countless and endless, the flesh-winged half-mouse and the violent half-mouse that have covered the sky still make them feel the fear of numbers and tactics.

The human side also feels the same.

The 19th-level Grand Duke Okayli is extremely fierce, with dark blue energy burning like flames. The rider King Pegasus kills hundreds of flesh-winged half-mouses every time he dives, but he still cannot resist.

Too much, too much.

"Grand Duke!! We have less than 80,000 people left!! Withdraw!!"

Although the war is getting more and more tragic, the effect is getting weaker and weaker by this time.

The human army has been compressed from the original square to a triangle, and only the arrow of Archduke Okeli is still carrying it.

Hearing the sound of magic in his ears, Grand Duke Okayli's originally determined eyes couldn't help darkening.

Too much, too much, too much.

It is inexhaustible to kill, and inexhaustible, and at least one-tenth of the half-mouse is raised to level 10 under the blessing of the power of the gods.

The enemy he faced in this war was definitely the most difficult existence he had encountered in his life.

After looking extremely unwilling to see the direction of the black altar where the traces were no longer visible, Grand Duke Okeli raised his head slightly.

At this time, he could only see the black altar that had been wrapped in the endless half-mouse from the reflection in the sky, and the old evil god-the god of plague.

The body of the god beside him was still floating, and the light of the artifact was still so alluring. This scene seemed to be right in front of him, and he could get it by just reaching out.

But the endless half-mouse were also telling him that the artifact was far away from him.

Then one step would be able to change fate, but in the end he had to stop there. That kind of powerlessness made Grand Duke Okeli almost crazy.

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"Rabio, can we continue?" After Naris Copperhammer chopped over a violent half-mouse with an axe, he panted and looked at the patriarch of the Wildhammer tribe who was still fighting on his side. Bio Wildhammer.

Rabiot turned his head and glanced around. The sky had been covered by the flesh-winged half-mouse, and the ground had become the territory of the violent half-mouse.

At this time, there was a bit of bitterness and unwillingness in his eyes.

"Patriarch Naris, maybe, we should retreat..."

If there is still a chance, the dwarves will go in at all costs, as long as they can get the hammer of forging, it is worth sacrificing all the dwarves.

But now that hope has been cut off.

The power controlled by the plague god is not comparable to the current dwarves, even if the opponent's power is sealed by most, but just letting the half-mouse take action has made them feel desperate.

And this time, there are orcs, humans, and undead who are working together, and there is nothing they can do to encircle and suppress them.

It's not that the dwarves are not brave enough, but the enemy's strength is beyond everyone's imagination.

I thought that the final war would be threatened by the gods, but I didn't expect the dwarves to be defeated by the enslaved rats.

The strong sense of frustration instantly made Rabiot look dim.

"Patriarch Naris, this war is over, and it doesn't make much sense to fight further. We are unable to break through the half-mouse defense.

The news of getting the Forging Hammer this time was a great harvest.

Believe me, when we pass the news to the Dwarven Council, the tribe will send a stronger army to take back the treasure of the Dwarves!

There is hope for everything.

Retreat..."

Hearing these words, Naris Copperhammer couldn't help but took a deep breath, watching the people around him continue to fall in the fight, the painful wailing made his heart tremble, and he immediately made a decision.

"The whole army retreats..."

After Nalis's voice fell, it marked that the siege of the plague god finally ended in failure.

They didn't fall under the hand of the gods, they just couldn't even pass the other side's servant.

Not only the dwarves, the orcs at this time are also slowly retreating. After the extremely determined Grand Duke Okaeli noticed the thoughts of the other two parties, he looked weakly at the dense flesh-winged half-mouses in the sky, and finally delivered extremely helplessly. Order to retreat.

They have no retreat, but now, moving forward seems to die faster.

After the death of the three troops began to retreat, only the undead who feared death seemed to be still fighting. Both the undead and the half-mouse had an innumerable number, and it seemed that everyone was worthless.

But just as the orcs, dwarves and humans were all preparing to retreat, a shocking scene suddenly appeared in the direction of the undead.

Booming~

The world collapsed.

Countless explosions sounded, like nine days of rolling thunder smashing into the ground, filled with the sound of people's eardrums.

Nellis Bronzehammer and Rabio Wildhammer looked up at the reflection in the sky at the same time, and then took a breath.

Spiders, an indescribable number of spiders have spread all over the southern area of ​​Risle City at this moment.

10 of these spiders are a team. Once they encounter a strong opponent, they will explode directly. The terrifying power makes the earth tremble.

Blast spider.

These weird and terrifying spiders were killed directly from behind the undead. It is not the undead's back, but a new army.

Because where these spiders went, the undead were the first to be killed.

But the most weird thing is that these explosive spiders seem to be not aimed at the undead, but the towering buildings and the obstacles that have not collapsed.

This sudden scene immediately made the players and the aboriginals watching the battle around Risle wide-eyed. Originally, they thought that the war was almost over, because everyone with a clear eye could see that the balance of victory had fallen. The god of plague.

But the spider that suddenly appeared at this time made them aware of the difference. What is the origin of this army of spiders that suddenly appeared??

Is it also a servant of the plague god??Otherwise, why would you attack the undead??

But obviously no one will respond to them.

The actions of those self-destructive spiders are climbing on the walls and on the roof everywhere, but if you look carefully, you can see that they are moving in a straight line.

Once a building blocks the road in this straight line, they will directly explode, smashing the building, not twice, but three times, until it becomes flat.

The behavior of these spontaneous spiders is full of weirdness, but at this time the other armies can no longer take care of so much.

They all began to evacuate slowly, and without the slightest hope, it is better to keep the flame of hope to continue recklessly to die.

But an even stranger scene appeared. In everyone's gaze, a flying monster with more than 500 heads flew behind the undead.

These monsters were draped in strange thick armor, and instead of directly participating in the war, they flew at a height of nearly a thousand blades.

Upon seeing this scene, Grand Duke Okayli, who was originally expecting a change in the situation, his face instantly faded.

Flying monsters?

At this time, his tens of thousands of Pegasus Knights had only less than 1,000 left. These 500 flying beasts rushed down, I'm afraid they won't even be able to splash.

"Your Excellency, let the casters cancel the large magic, we, we are defeated, it's time to leave here, and there is no point in staying..."

The words of Grand Duke Okeli just fell, and the bishop pastor, who had survived but was covered with blood and wounded, hesitated.

"Grand Duke, don't we wait for a moment? Maybe that new army..."

"A new army?" Grand Duke Okeli waved his hand and interrupted the bishop's pastor directly. He stretched out his hand and gestured to the human army that was trying his best to resist the half-mouse. His deep eyes were full of grief, and he finally sighed weakly.

"There is no chance. No one can kill these damned half-mouses, no one can come.

There are too many of them...

We must retreat to Green City and ask the King for help. No one can stop this ancient evil god!"

After speaking, he looked up at the weird flying monster in the sky, and shook his head again.

"The new army is too small, even if you give them ten times the number, you can't reverse the trend..."

The bishop pastor also sighed when he heard this, and instantly frustrated.

Yes, even if this newly emerged army is brave, can there still be orcs, undead, dwarves and their allied forces strong?

The answer is obvious.

And when the human legions accelerated their evacuation under the order of Grand Duke Okeli, the batch of beasts flying at a high altitude had reached the sky above the central area of ​​Risle City.

The reflection under the dense dark clouds clearly shows this scene.

What do these flying monsters want?Don't they attack?

Grand Duke Okeli Yu Guang was taken aback when he saw this scene, his face was full of doubts, and then he saw that the armor under the flying monsters seemed to have changed.

A series of stones fell from under the abdomen.

This???

Suddenly, whether it was Archduke Okeli, dwarves and orcs, and even the hundreds of kilometers around the city of Risell, they were a little surprised to see this scene.

Are these flying monsters flying into the air to throw a few stones??

Because the reflection under the clouds is a bit hazy, it is difficult for outsiders to find out what these monsters are throwing, but according to the appearance, the most likely stone is.

This ridiculous scene made everyone's expressions stiff.

The war was fought so fiercely, this newly joined force just started to use the explosive spider to enter the arena, and it made them a little bit interested.

But at this time, this almost idiotic operation made everyone scorn each other severely.

Huhu~

Those small rocks fell quickly under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

At this moment, Grand Duke Okeli couldn't help but want to explode, where is this idiot?!

But as soon as the swear word in his mouth reached his throat, the first stone fell.

then.

Bang~

The heaven and the earth seemed to be torn apart, an indescribable flame of terror erupted.

The alchemy bomb exploded directly after hitting the ground, and the terrifying energy burst out instantly, setting off a wave of more than 30 blades high, and the shock wave blasted around.

The flesh-winged half-mouse flying at a low altitude was directly torn into pieces like paper, blood splashed, and its stumps shattered.

The violent half-mouse people on the ground are even more miserable. Even if they become more powerful, their flesh is more easily destroyed than tofu under the terrifying power of alchemy bombs.

Within a radius of 20 blades from the origin of the alchemy bomb explosion, all life was shredded into dross.

This is not all, in the interval from 20 to 30 blades, the violent half-mouse will be shaken to death by the terrifying sound waves.

The 200 three-ringed alchemy bombs with a single Jinpke are extremely expensive, but the effect is absolutely shocking. The first alchemy bomb has at least 300 berserk half-mouse men and hundreds of flesh-wing half-mouse men torn into pieces. .

But this is just the beginning.

Bang~bang~bang~

A fully loaded Dawn Wing can carry 20 alchemy bombs, and 500 Dawn Wings can carry a full 10,000.

Half of them are three-ring alchemy bombs.

This is the art of explosion.

It was not only Archduke Okeli and the two dwarven patriarchs who witnessed this epic picture, but millions of people around Risle City also saw this shocking scene in the reflection of the sky.

Alchemy bombs wash the ground.

This is the real washing ground. The dawn bat carrying the second and third ring alchemy bombs is more than twice as powerful as the first-ring alchemy bomb used by Li De to attack the 20,000 centaur army.

Thousands of alchemy bombs were all dropped in just a few breaths, enough to describe its power as destroying the world.

The terrifying flames rolled up to the height of dozens of blades, and the sound waves made the air form obvious shock waves.

The occupancy of the violent half-mouses was too dense. They used to continuously emerge from the gate of space, and in a short period of time they reached the level that several armies could not handle.

But in front of the alchemy bomb, all this is vain.

Alchemy bombs never make sense, and have always expressed disdain for crowd tactics.

There is no problem that an alchemy bomb cannot solve. If there is, it must be that it is not powerful enough.

The terrifying air wave shredded everything, mud, blood, corpse limbs, and the explosion of piercing eardrums, all of which became the main theme of the sky above Risell at this moment.

The air force forged by Li De expended countless resources showed the fangs of dawn in front of millions of people for the first time.

This time, the effect of the alchemy bomb washing the floor was most intuitively displayed in front of everyone.

Long after the last alchemy bomb exploded, the crowd onlookers did not relax.

Still immersed in the shock when the alchemy bomb exploded.

This world-destroying scene is enough to make everyone remember a lifetime.

Most of the gun smoke disappeared, and the scene before him reappeared.

But seeing the scene after being bombed, the surrounding army suddenly fell into silence.

The stump fragments mixed with blood covered the whole land, and the stench of burnt hair made people feel sick from the bottom of their hearts.

Densely dense pits appeared in the area just occupied by the violent half-mouses. Less than one-tenth of the half-mouses who had just been too numerous to count were left, and there was a large blank space in the scene.

The flesh-winged half-mouses in the air are even more miserable, because they all fly at a low altitude within 30 blades, which happens to be the attack range of alchemy bombs.

These monsters that can fly on top of each other have completely become Huifei, and the remaining number at this time is pitifully small.

Grand Duke Okeli's eyes widened after the first alchemy bomb exploded, and in the end his mouth opened to the extreme.

The grand prince who had been fighting for his whole life saw such intensive and terrifying bombing, and the demon's roaring explosion made his back numb.

This is a display of the power of technology and a symbol of wealth.

The cost of alchemy bombs, as the controller of the southern provinces, Grand Duke Okeli could not be clearer, so he knew better than others that the cost of making such a large number of alchemy bombs with extremely terrifying power How much resources will be available.

Even he could not support such a huge army.

At this time, the grand prince who controls the southern provinces was full of question marks.

Who on earth belongs to this terrifying army?

When everyone was still in the aftermath of the explosion of the alchemy bomb, accompanied by thick gunpowder smoke, a trombone horn that seemed to be handed down from ancient times resounded over the entire city of Risle.

Woo~

Then the earth began to tremble, and there seemed to be some terrifying life coming towards them.

And that direction is the direction of the undead, and it is also the direction from which the explosive spider and the flying monster carrying the alchemy bomb flew.

Grand Duke Okeli and the two dwarven patriarchs suddenly turned their heads to look at the area where the undead was when they heard the movement, their eyes were full of curiosity and surprise.

There is even more??

The orc is facing the undead, so you can observe it more clearly.

At this time, the orc prince was even more shocked than everyone else. Seeing the burnt and smokeless loss on the ground, his eyes were still a little unbelievable.

This group of more than 300,000 violent half-mouses were destroyed so easily??

Looking through the dense smoke after the alchemy bomb exploded, like everyone else, he looked at the area where the undead was.

Waiting for the true body of this mysterious army.

Bang~bang~

Footsteps??

Some doubts flashed in Shahram's eyes.

Why is this strange sound?

Not only are the orc princes waiting, all the millions of people around Risr City are staring wide-eyed trying to see who is leading this army, and what race is the opponent?

Bang~bang~

Bang~bang~

The footsteps still didn't stop, but began to become rush, and the number was increasing.

Every sound is like a siege hammer hitting the city wall, extremely dull.

Phoo~

As if to respond to everyone's curiosity, a gust of wind slowly dissipated the dense smoke.

And the undead area that had just been blurred was completely revealed.

After seeing the scene that appeared in front of him clearly, everyone suddenly took a breath.

Grand Duke Okeli opened his eyes wider, his tone filled with shock.

"How can this be?!!!"