Chapter 880 The Loss Is Too Great

You must know that the Raging Flame Orc army with priests and the Raging Flame Orc army without priests are completely different concepts.

If the opponent is accompanied by a high priest, the combat effectiveness of this army of ten thousand people can be increased by at least 30%!

Don't underestimate this 30%. This is a qualitative change. The combat effectiveness of each Raging Flame Orc has increased by 30%. Then the human coalition must at least exert 50% more. Only with the strength can we guarantee the same result!

Just when everyone was at a loss, news came from outside that the orc army had arrived at the Sunset Fortress and had now begun to surround the Sunset Fortress. It would not be long before the Sunset Fortress would be completely besieged.

Lin Yun frowned and said nothing, silently counting the time.

Defoe, who had been sullen and silent, suddenly changed his expression when he heard the news that the Raging Flame Orc army had arrived, and he couldn't help but glance at Lin Yun.

"Huh, damn it, it's all your fault that it's like this now, Mafa Merlin, don't you want to say something?"

Lin Yun glanced at Defoe lightly and said nothing.

Defoe slapped the table hard and stood up immediately, gritting his teeth and staring at Lin Yun.

"Nothing to say? Haha, damn bastard, if it weren't for you, would all of us be in this situation? Damn it, the portal is aimed at your Glory Fortress. Let you come and cooperate with you. You Look at how powerful you are? Just fifty sorcerers, oh no, you also have a strong one with a second-level title of sorcerer, you are so powerful..."

“You even want to cooperate with us even though you have so little power, but you are going to kill everyone, everyone!

Bastard, don't you know what will happen after the fall of Sunset Fortress? We finally managed to seize a slight advantage in our huge bet with the Kingdom of Odin, but now it's all ruined in your hands!

If the power of our Black Tower and Cloud Tower is lost here, the entire Kingdom of Andalusia will be finished, let alone whether we can win the general attack on the Raging Flame Plane and finally conquer the Raging Flame Orcs. The Raging Flame Plane has nothing to do with us anymore!

All this is because of you, shameful bastard, you dare to come with such little strength. If you are not strong enough, you say, you are harming people, harming everyone!

If the previous portal was linked to the Black Tower Holy Land, we would be able to find support immediately to resolve this crisis, and our attack would be greatly strengthened. Those stupid Angry Orcs might be swept away.

What now? Look at your little strength. Is it enough to fill the teeth of those stupid orcs whose heads are filled with lava and muscles?

All the opportunities were wasted on you wastes, and everyone was killed by you wastes!

The victory of the entire Kingdom of Andalusia will be in the hands of you, a loser. Why don't you commit suicide immediately and apologize? Do you still have the nerve to sit here? "

Defoe gritted his teeth. His face turned red with anger, he slapped the table hard, panting heavily and accusing Lin Yun. He looked like he wanted to kill Lin Yun right now.

Defoe slammed the table angrily, while the others looked sullen but said nothing. Although what Defoe said was not an exaggeration, it was not unreasonable.

Both Joey and Heron knew that Lin Yun himself was very powerful in combat. But under the current situation, under the heavenly level, no matter how strong an individual's combat effectiveness is, it has no effect. What is needed is quantity, a true mage army, a strong number of people who can cooperate tacitly.

Only in this way can we withstand the current crisis.

The combined combat power of the Cloud Tower and the Black Tower is four to five hundred, and there are dozens of titled mages each. Even if most of them are low-level titled mages, their combat effectiveness is not bad.

On Lin Yun's side, there are only fifty subordinates. The strongest among them is a second-level titled magician, and some of them are ninth-level magicians...

This power gap is a bit big.

If the portal connected before was really a holy land in the cloud tower or the black tower, although the teleportation across planes consumes a lot of power, in this situation, it may really be able to save everyone.

It's just that neither Joey nor Heron chose to connect the portal to their respective holy places before.

The hatred between the Cloud Tower Holy Land and the Black Tower Holy Land is far greater than the grudge between the two forces. When Joey and Heron met, they were just a little reluctant to deal with each other, but there was still the possibility of cooperation, and the two Holy Lands Between now and then, it's really almost to the point where they will kill anyone they see on the other side without hesitation.

As long as there is an opportunity, whether it is the people from the Cloud Tower Holy Land or the Black Tower Holy Land, they will never let go of the opportunity to play dirty tricks.

In this case, how is it possible to connect the portal to the holy land of one of the forces? A third party is the best choice, and Lin Yun is the best choice. After all, among the seven major forces in the Kingdom of Andalusia, Joey Both Heron and Lin Yun felt that Lin Yun was the strongest.

But neither of them expected that this would happen...

Seeing that no one supported Lin Yun, Defoe became even more aggressive, pointing at Lin Yun's nose and preparing to continue scolding.

Lin Yun counted the time and said lightly.

"Who did you hear that I only have fifty legion mages under my command?"

Defoe had a cold face, and suddenly stopped when he reached his mouth. He glanced at Lin Yun in surprise, and then sneered.

"Mafa Merlin, calling you a waste is really overestimating you. You are also a liar. It's already this time. Do you still want to deceive everyone? In my opinion, you are a traitor. Now you want to drag us and make us all annihilated!"

Lin Yun slowly stood up. Defoe immediately showed magical fluctuations on his body and sneered at Lin Yun.

"What? Are you going to be angry because I hit the nail on the head? Humph, let's see how you can quibble this time, damn bastard, no one can save you this time, not only you, but also the Merlin family behind you, will have to wait to bear our anger!"

Lin Yun sneered. He glanced at Defoe with the same eyes as if he was looking at Bai Mo.

"Most of my men will be here soon, and only a few will come with me first. In ten minutes, the main force will appear."

Defoe's expression froze. A trace of doubt flashed across his face.

Is what Mafa Merlin said true? Is there really still power under his men that has not arrived? And there is still a lot of power?

Impossible, absolutely impossible. If he still had a lot of power, why didn't he bring it earlier? Why did he arrive only now? This guy must want to delay time.

No, no, if he wanted to delay time, ten minutes would be useless. Is it true that there is a large army that has not come? How could the Merlin family have such a strong force?

Fifty legion mages can only be regarded as followers. A real large army must have at least hundreds of them, right?

Hundreds of titled wizards? How is it possible? Absolutely impossible...

If this Mafa Merlin did not lie, then wouldn't the power he controls be stronger than the Black Tower and the Cloud Tower combined?

Defoe looked unconvinced, but he was still worried in his heart. What if it was true?

Lin Yun walked out of the meeting room and came to the open space in the center of Sunset Fortress, standing in front of the huge portal waiting. Joey and Heron followed him out.

Time passed slowly, and the light vortex in the center of the portal began to rotate slowly, and the vortex slowly expanded, and the hole in the center of the vortex continued to expand.

This is a sign that someone is going to teleport here.

This at least proves that what Lin Yun said is true. There are still forces under his command that have not been teleported here.

At this time, Defoe stopped talking, and everyone waited quietly.

Ten minutes passed quickly, and the magic fluctuations from the portal became stronger and stronger. But there was not much growth.

Defoe looked at the portal, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Mafa Merlin. It seems that you really treat everyone as pigs and beasts. It's been ten minutes. Where are your large troops? Are you challenging the majesty of the Black Tower and the Cloud Tower? You will pay a heavy price for your actions! Even if you can survive this time, you will die. You, and the Merlin family behind you, will pay a heavy price!"

Lin Yun looked at the portal and silently calculated that the transmission was still very smooth. After all, the energy required for the transmission of alchemical puppets is itself more, and when the number is superimposed to a certain extent, the energy required is an astronomical figure. The portal in the Glory Fortress can transmit these alchemical puppets, and it costs dozens of soul magic crystals alone.

Prolonging the teleportation time greatly reduces the energy required for teleportation and reduces the burden on the portal. Even so, it takes some power from the abyss extracted from the Radiant Fortress to achieve this.

"They will appear soon."

Lin Yun muttered to himself while looking at the portal.

Defoe sneered.

"Mafa Merlin, it seems that you really think everyone is an idiot. When a large army is teleported over, the magic fluctuation of the portal will be like this? You are insulting everyone's IQ!"

Lin Yun glanced back at Defoe and sneered.

"Idiot, who told you that my army will have strong magic fluctuations when teleporting?"

Defoe sneered coldly.

"Mafa Merlin, don't think everyone is stupid. Everyone present knows that with this kind of magic fluctuation, it would be enough if there were dozens of wizards plus a few low-level titled wizards. Do you think that a few dozen more wizards can turn the tide? Too naive."

Lin Yun didn't bother to pay attention to Defoe. The battle was about to begin. Lin Yun turned his head and looked at Joey and Heron.

"Sir Joey, Sir Heron, my legions will all arrive in three minutes. At that time, please open the gate of Sunset Fortress. I will let my troops serve as the charging force to fight the Angry Orcs head-on.

When the time comes, please cooperate in the attack. We are all elite strongmen here. Let them contain the strongmen in the Angry Orcs army, especially their top strongmen, the strongmen at the level of ninth-level titled wizards. Please make sure to contain them.

Otherwise, my troops will suffer too much loss and will not be able to fight against the Angry Orcs' 10,000-man army."

Joey and Heron looked at each other, both a little worried. (To be continued) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)