Chapter 163 The Dragon’s Sorrow of Water

Boom, the mighty power swept across the bloody battlefield. After a period of fighting, the coalition army was the first to be unable to withstand the pressure and dispatched fourth-level high-end combat power to clean up the battlefield.

In order to strangle the orc royal court's Ten Thousand Captain Mad Wolf, the coalition forces dispatched two fourth-level major generals, and finally killed the mad wolf at the cost of one person being seriously injured and the other slightly injured. Now, the human coalition forces once again dispatched a fourth-level major general. , Major General Walda of the Begur Kingdom.

Coupled with Major General Burt, who was slightly injured before, the two of them joined forces and unleashed extraordinary power, causing the air to explode with a casual blow. In just a short moment, they suppressed the increasingly fierce orc forward troops.

The fourth-level transcendental beings already belong to the category of inhumans to a certain extent. When their strength reaches this point, unless they are stupid, the average number of people has lost their meaning to them.

Although under the banner of glory, the orcs' forward troops generally have the physical fitness of first-order extraordinary people, this does not change their powerlessness when facing fourth-order extraordinary people.

"Is this all humans can do?"

When a large number of orcs were being slaughtered, a shadow was cast, and the violent bear, the captain of the orc king's court, appeared in front of Bolt and Walda.

"Oh, have you finally come out? Did you think you were going to continue to be a coward? I hope you can persist longer than the old dog before."

With a sneer, the corners of his mouth cracked, revealing his fleshy teeth, Bert looked at the violent bear as if he were prey.

Boom, the collision between the fourth level suddenly started, pouring a basin of cold water on the frenetic battlefield below. At this moment, both the human coalition and the orc vanguard spontaneously bypassed this area, paving the way for the collision between the three fourth levels. Leaves enough space.

In the pit, the white-bearded figure quietly appeared here.

"Can you still move?"

"It's okay."

After hearing Whitebeard's words, the bear, who barely managed to breathe, immediately struggled to stand up from the ground, but unfortunately failed in the end.

"Lord Whitebeard, did I disappoint my father? I failed so much."

Bang, he fell to the ground helplessly, and Xiong's tone was particularly low.

"No, otherwise I wouldn't be here."

Seeing the bear's dejected look, Whitebeard's tone was as low as ever.

But after hearing Whitebeard's words, the bear's lifeless eyes suddenly lit up.

"Okay, let me take you away."

As he spoke, Whitebeard stretched out his hand and picked up the bear's huge body with one hand.

"Hey, the people who killed us just want to leave like this, you are too thoughtful..."

Boom, the air cracked, covering up the unfinished words, and Whitebeard kept walking.

Hearing such a noise, the bear raised his head with difficulty. He glanced at the scene behind him and saw that it was empty, not even a shadow of an orc. There was only a red blood mist floating there, lingering for a long time.

"Is this Lord Whitebeard?"

Looking at such a scene, the bear's eyes were filled with excitement and yearning.

When his strength reached Whitebeard's level, ordinary extraordinary beings had no qualifications to stand in front of him. Just like just now, he just punched a third-level orc commander and an unknown number of orcs. Fly ash, and it's either descriptive or literal.

"Although the performance is somewhat unsatisfactory, it is still qualified as the basic version."

Looking at the pacifist Bear and the Black Knight brought back by Whitebeard, Sean's eyes shone with thought. Judging from the results, this time the test was relatively satisfactory, and the goal was basically achieved.

At this time, the Black Knights suffered serious losses. Only three survived. The remaining seven were brought back with only their remains by Whitebeard. In addition, the pacifist Bear, who only had one breath left, looked really good. miserable.

"they are?"

His eyes wandered over the black knight's remains, and Asim had a puzzled look on his face.

"Construct."

Understanding what Asim meant, Sean did not hide anything and gave the answer.

"It turns out to be a construct."

Hearing Sean's answer, a look of relief flashed in Asim's golden eyes, but then he felt something was wrong. It seemed that the constructs he learned about in the data were somewhat different from the performance of these black knights. identical.

"kill."

Murderous intent surged into the sky, and as time passed, the orc army finally pressed forward.

"The situation is not good."

"yes."

Looking at the situation on the battlefield, Asim's expression became solemn.

After the large army of orcs pressed forward, the originally relatively solid defense line of the human coalition suddenly became precarious, and it felt like it was about to collapse thousands of miles away.

Although these subsequent orcs were not blessed by the banner of glory, their numbers were too great and they put considerable pressure on the human coalition forces.

Originally, the large fleet at sea should have bombarded the orcs on their way to charge, killing them on a large scale. However, at the critical moment, the thousands of artillery of the large fleet were misfired, so that at this moment, the pressure of the human coalition forces on the frontal battlefield was overwhelming. Unexpectedly big.

At this moment, the sea is red, and thousands or more fire crows are constantly attacking the large fleet, and their unpleasant and harsh croaking sounds are disturbing.

The individual strength of these fire crows is not very strong. An ordinary soldier can make their bodies collapse if he cuts with a sword accurately. However, there are too many of them and they cannot be killed in a short time. The most important thing is The thing is that these fire crows are too great a threat to the large fleet, which is mainly sail battleships. Although the battleships have been treated with fireproofing and are not easy to be ignited, this difficulty is only relatively speaking, plus sails and ropes. , The situation of the Grand Fleet is indeed not good at this moment.

"General Joey, things seem to be a bit troublesome."

He casually waved a ball of wind blades and strangled the fire crows in front of him. Storm Bishop Ebouu turned his attention to Joey.

"Yeah, I didn't expect the orcs to have such methods. I really underestimate them."

At this moment, Joey's face was a little ugly. If the orcs launched a powerful attack on the large fleet like before, he wouldn't care. He had enough means to deal with it, but now such a covering attack relying on numbers made him a little bit confused. It is extremely depressing to be tied up with no strength and nowhere to vent.

"This should be the method of the orc totem priests, and only they can manipulate the power of elements on such a large scale. "

As he spoke, Ebouo turned his attention to Gattuso, where a totem pole connected to the sky and the ground stood.

After hearing Ebuo's words, Joey understood what he meant. Since the trouble can't be solved, then he should get rid of the people who caused the trouble.

"Hey, I just have to give it a try."

The method is indeed good, but it is not easy to implement.

As he spoke, a long bow that was as tall as a person and flowing with blue light appeared in Joey's hand.

The longbow is luxurious, with exquisite patterns drawn by mithril and inlaid with three cat's-eye gems, and it is filled with strong extraordinary fluctuations.

"Is this the fifth-level rare item, Water Dragon's Sorrow, inherited by the Medici family? It's truly an admirable creation."

Looking at the long bow that appeared in Joey's hand, Ebuo's eyes revealed a brilliance.

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