Chapter 315 Support Arrives

Above the battlefield, the stalemate continued.

The stronger Orc Griffin Corps, facing the Troll Bat Riders with a large number of Shamans working together, had the upper hand.

However, the Orcs fought to the death, which made it difficult for the Orc Griffin Corps to break the deadlock.

A layer of green magic shield wrapped around the surface of Sisfir's body was shuttling through the chaotic battlefield in the sky.

He held a gorgeous magic rapier in his hand, waving it out with afterimages, and he turned into a green stream of light, moving freely among the group of Troll Bat Riders.

As he turned and moved, the sword sang like a dragon.

The dazzling sword light was like a pool of autumn water, drawing a crescent moon.

The Orc Knights in a circle around him, including the Troll Bats under his crotch, were all cut into broken bones and flesh like tofu in the flashing sword arc.

The heroic followers who have both magic and swordsmanship talents are indeed powerful.

After killing thousands of bat knights in succession, the blue light paused in the air and slowly revealed the figure of Sisfir.

He exhaled deeply to relieve the fatigue of continuous fighting.

He lowered his head slightly and looked down at the battlefield below, and saw that the defeat of the orc army was still continuing.

Many well-organized troops tried to rebuild the defense line to resist the impact of the half-orcs.

Facing the fleeing soldiers of the same tribe, these orcs had no intention of raising sharp spears and swords and shields to attack the fleeing fellow tribesmen.

Therefore, they were easily broken through the temporary front line they built, and then formed a larger range of routs to continue rolling back.

The morale of the orcs continued to decline, and the trend of collapse continued to spread throughout the battlefield.

Even if there were some well-organized orc legions that barely stabilized their morale and did not collapse, they could only desperately shrink their formations and fight on their own.

Then they were quickly submerged by the half-orc army that rushed in like a tide and was fearless of death.

"Damn it!"

"This bunch of stupid and dirty trash!"

Seeing the devastating situation on the battlefield below, Sisfield's face became increasingly gloomy.

If he could not turn the tide of the battle and watched the orc army continue to collapse, even if he won the air battle and relied on the freed orc griffin legion to turn the tide, it would only end in a miserable victory.

These orc trash completely destroyed his expected plan.

Sisfield could not imagine how cruelly he would be punished by God after the war if he let this situation go on.

"Damn it!"

He cursed again, looking at the battlefield below, his eyes as cold as ten thousand years of black ice.

While waving his silver wings, Sisfield slowly closed his eyelids, and the mysterious spell sounded from his mouth again.

Not only did he want to cast the bloodthirsty rage spell again, but he also did not hesitate to consume more life essence to greatly expand the casting range, directly covering half of the battlefield area.

But at this moment, thunder rumbled from the distant sky.

Sisphire's heart was throbbing, and the sense of danger made him instinctively suspend the spell and look up.

In the distant skyline, he saw the endless dark clouds, surrounded by blue lightning, rolling rapidly.

"Goddess!"

Sisphire widened his eyes, his face full of horror.

His eyes were extremely sharp, and he saw the true appearance of the dark clouds at a glance.

These were clearly countless flying beasts surrounded by lightning. He could even feel that the majestic magic fluctuations in the bodies of those beasts were rapidly increasing.

"What on earth is this............"

Before Sisphire could tell whether this army of beasts was an enemy or a friend, the other party had already launched an attack.

The rolling thick dark clouds, and the countless blue thunders that suddenly burst out, gathered into a dazzling river of thunder in the sky, rushing and pouring down.

The violent thunder and lightning waterfall instantly submerged the hundreds of millions of air forces in the melee, and Sisfir, who was unable to dodge, was also covered by this terrifying thunder and lightning.

Behind the battlefield.

The Holy Spirit possessed by Chen Yu's consciousness stared at the insect cloud in the sky in amazement.

She was originally furious because of the sudden defeat of the beast army, but she felt a little unwilling after learning that Han Fei's clan army had rushed to help and was about to arrive at the battlefield.

But when she saw the insect cloud that covered the sky and the sun, and used her divine consciousness to sense the flying beasts with lightning around them, she was really shocked.

Especially when the countless blue thunders burst out from the insect cloud, split the sky, and submerged the hundreds of millions of air forces in the melee.

Chen Yu was stunned instantly.

In fact, not only Chen Yu, but also the Longwa demigod, and even all the clans in the battlefield area, were all dumbfounded.

They looked at the broken limbs and debris falling like raindrops under the thunder and light waterfall, and their thoughts were in disarray.

This shocking thunder baptism lasted for several minutes before it gradually stopped.

The battlefield, which was originally filled with the sound of killing, fell into a strange silence.

Apart from the sound of the charred corpses falling to the ground, there were only the wailing of those unlucky people who couldn't dodge in time.

"Han Fei, what are you going to do?"

Chen Yu just came back to her senses when she was rushed to her brain by a burst of anger.

The Holy Spirit she possessed soared into the sky, and the furious divine sound with resentment that soared to the sky exploded over the entire battlefield.

However, this was useless. The only response to her was the bitter and sad wind wrapped in the smell of burnt and blood.

Well... and the slightly trembling shadow of the Longwa demigod.

"Han Fei?"

Although he had long speculated about the identity of this powerful human demigod through his unique family, he still couldn't help shaking when it was completely confirmed.

It's not fear, but excitement.

As a member of the Oak family and an outstanding descendant in the cradle resource well, he has long been familiar with the name Han Fei.

In the cradle station of the Oak family, an internal wanted order has been issued for him.

As long as the whereabouts of this person are discovered and reported to the family, a lot of rewards can be obtained.

If he can be completely defeated, the reward will be so generous that even some gods will covet it.

This Longwa demigod couldn't help but be overjoyed, and felt that life has ups and downs, and it is really a blessing and a curse.

I thought it was hard to escape the bad luck today, and all the efforts of the past years would be in vain, and I could only start all over again.

Who would have thought that it was a blessing, not a curse, and the whereabouts of Han Fei were found in the high-frequency activity area of ​​​​family members.

As long as he reports to the family, he will not only get a lot of rewards, but he may also be able to save his own divine domain when others arrive.

Thinking of this, he did not delay any longer and immediately sent a message to the manager of the family's residence.

He was afraid that if he was half a beat slower, the credit would be taken away by the other four companions.

Although they were in the same divine domain, the gods' sorrows and joys were not the same.

At this moment, Han Fei happily received the transfer of divine power, and the demigod Longwa was anxious to send a message to the family to receive the reward, but Chen Yu had a dark face, as if ink was about to drip down at any time.

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