"This is... a blessing from God!"
"Great Eilistraee is with us!"
"No one can take our home away from us!"
"Kill all these damn invaders!"
…
In a world where there is a true God, nothing can boost the morale of believers more than having the God appear and bestow blessings.
Although the Dark Girl did not actually send down her complete incarnation, and only sprinkled blessings in the form of moonlight similar to large-scale group magic, it was enough to allow the defenders to burst out with unimaginable and amazing power.
Especially those high-level warriors who have mastered the drow martial arts style, each of them has transformed into a terrifying killing machine, often able to clear out dozens of enemies around them in a few seconds.
Many orcs and hobgoblins who rely solely on brute force to fight have no ability to block attacks that are either extremely agile and fast, or varied.
There is often a flash of cold light before the eyes, and then you find that the throat, eyes, jaw, neck, heart and other vital parts are pierced, and blood gushes out of the wounds to form a beautiful blood mist or even blood flowers.
Others had their ligaments, joints, fingers and other non-fatal parts severed, and they were either unable to hold weapons or fell to their knees on the ground and were at the mercy of others.
At this moment, the terrifying potential of the dark elves was finally fully released.
Especially after possessing unlimited physical strength, the nerve reflex speed, body coordination and balance ability brought by their super high agility make them like efficient and deadly killing machines.
The goblins, hobgoblins, and orcs that rushed over fell into a pool of blood and began to twitch like wheat harvested by a sickle before they could react to what was happening.
As for the low-level attacks and control spells released by the enemy spellcasters, they have almost no effect in the face of the dark skin's powerful magic resistance.
What's even more outrageous is that the moonlight enveloping the body seems to have the effect of a deflection force field, which can resist enemy weapons to a certain extent.
This made the already well-equipped guard troops even more difficult to kill.
Only those spider elves who are also well-armed can suddenly cut into the battlefield with their amazing jumping and climbing abilities, grab some unlucky guy and throw him backwards, allowing the hobgoblins, orcs and other spider elves to rush over and kill him.
The two sides fought repeatedly over the city walls and streets, and spellcasters began to summon elementals and alien creatures to assist them.
Huge earth elements, fire elements, water elements, and wind elements constantly collided with each other on the battlefield, making deafening roars, and various demons, monsters and other creatures also appeared one after another.
When the war situation developed to this point, things like muskets, kerosene, bombs, etc. were no longer of any use.
The only reliable things are the enchanted sword in your hand and the sturdy armor on your body.
"Madam, do you think we can start the action now?"
A female drow priest asked cautiously while staring at the scene of blood flowing like a river on the distant city wall.
Obviously, this group of insidious and cunning guides have not really come to an end yet. They only provided support with arcane and divine magic, and at the same time threw all the spider elves as cannon fodder in to create chaos.
But even so, the believers of Eilistraee began to feel overwhelmed.
After all, all spider elves are transformed from losers of Rose's trial without exception.
The minimum level to accept this trial is LV6.
In other words, they have at least LV6 or even higher professional level. They may be priests, warriors, mages or warlocks. In short, they are definitely not civilians.
Although becoming a spider elf will lose its mind and become bloodthirsty and brutal, it will not affect its combat and spellcasting abilities.
So these guys can cast spells.
The damage and chaos that three hundred or so spider elves can cause is enough to match that of two or three thousand well-equipped earth elves.
They were responsible for more than half of the casualties among the followers of Eilistraee.
The older drow woman called the Matron narrowed her eyes and stared at the moonlight shrouding the city, as well as the vaguely visible figure of the Dark Girl. She pursed her lips and revealed a cold smile: "Let's get started. After all, we have been busy for so long just to completely destroy this city built by traitors. It's time to let them feel the wrath of the great queen of gods."
"As you wish!"
A flash of red appeared in the priestess's eyes, and then she raised her hand and gestured to the others.
In a flash, this dark elf army consisting of a total of 5,000 people quickly disappeared into the shadows and approached the city wall in an almost imperceptible manner.
A dozen mages quickly worked together to cast spells, opening several holes similar to dimensional doors on the solid wall, and then the large army filed in.
The priests in the back gathered together and pulled out several Eilistraee believers whose hands and feet were bound. While chanting poems in praise of Lolth loudly, they stabbed the captives' hearts with spider-shaped daggers, sacrificing them to the goddess of chaos and evil.
In just a few seconds, scarlet evil power descended from the sky and acted on every evil drow warrior that rushed into the city.
Soon, the followers of Ilithyri, shrouded in white moonlight, and the followers of Ross, shrouded in blood-red light, started a life-and-death battle.
However, since the former was attacked from both sides, the casualties were much more serious than those of the latter. Even if there were two voters participating in the battle, the situation was not optimistic.
"Ailu! The spider goddess Rose has also blessed us. We can't handle so many enemies."
Seeing her companions falling one after another, Lirael finally began to be unable to bear the tremendous pressure and mental shock, and her eyes revealed fear and despair.
"Hold on! Eilistraee is watching us! She will do everything she can to save the city. The only thing we can do is trust her!"
Kuilu smashed the heads of the two Rose priestesses as if she was possessed by a Valkyrie. Her body was covered with blood plasma, brain matter and minced meat. The powerful silver fire formed a shield that wrapped her up.
Any arcane or divine spell that hits her will be immediately absorbed and transformed into her own magical power.
As a common elect of the two goddesses, the Goddess of Magic and the Dark Maiden, although Kuilu Veradron is far inferior to legendary spellcasters specializing in arcane such as Khelben, Elminster, Elastro, Simbu, and Leila, she is by no means a pushover.
In other words, none of the Magic Goddess's elects are easy to deal with.
Even Dove Hawkhand, who is generally recognized as the weakest, can easily crush most high-level mages and even legendary mages with the power granted by the Silver Fire.
"Damn it!"
Lirael couldn't help but curse under her breath, then she took out the nine-ring arcane scroll [Monster Summoning] that she had spent a lot of money to buy from the scroll box on her waist and activated it without hesitation.
moment!
A dazzling light burst out from the parchment, and then a feathered serpent emitting a kind aura appeared out of thin air on the chaotic battlefield.
This is one of the most powerful creatures that can be summoned by [Monster Summoning].
Not only does it possess extremely high intelligence, but it also constantly detects chaos, detects evil, detects good, and detects order.
In other words, this creature can determine the opponent's alignment with just one glance without casting any spells.
Innate spell-like abilities include charm monster four times a day, freedom of movement, gaseous form seven times a day, magic circle against evil, summon monster III, cure moderate wounds, eagle's presence, searing ray, silence, affected by environment, mage armor, obscuring mist, protection from evil, and true strike.
In addition, he is immune to psychic attacks and non-magical weapons, and can cast spells like a LV9 warlock, but his spell list includes both arcane and divine spells.
Many of these spells happen to be what is most urgently needed at the moment.
What's more, all feathered serpents have the ability to transform and can transform into creatures of a lower level than themselves at any time as needed.
Any target bitten by it will be poisoned and lose strength attributes.
Although Elminster did not give the Quetzalcoatl a very high challenge level in the monster encyclopedia he compiled, its performance in actual combat is much more outrageous, and it is one of the opponents that many elite adventurers are most reluctant to encounter.
So when Lirael summoned the Quetzalcoatl, she immediately used its power to save her dying companions and prevent the evil drow who believed in Lolth from approaching easily.
After all, the light of supreme goodness emitted by the feathered serpent was too dazzling for them. If they got a little closer, they would feel dizzy and couldn't see anything clearly.
At the same time, a wonderful drama of "a loving mother and a filial daughter" was being staged in the sky away from the battlefield.
I saw Eilistraee holding high the silver sword in her hand, ready to attack, while the spider goddess Rose on the other side had a mocking smile on her face.
The two sides just stared at each other and neither of them made any rash moves.
The reason is very simple! They are not alone at the moment, but there are many other gods standing behind each of them.
Behind Rose are a large number of evil gods including the orc gods, goblin gods, Shar, Cyric, and Ghaunadaur. Behind Eilistraee are good gods including the elven gods, the magic goddess Midnight, and the moon goddess Selune.
No one can guarantee that if a fight really breaks out it won't turn into a fight between a dozen or more gods, and then draw the wrath of Io, the god above all gods.
"My dear daughter, I'm afraid you won't be able to protect this city and those believers this time." Rose sneered and said sarcastically.
After all, one of her biggest goals this time is to eliminate this threat and ensure her absolute monopoly on the faith of the entire dark elf pantheon.
Once this goal is achieved, it doesn't matter whether the remaining subsequent plans succeed or fail.
"Mother, you don't think you've won, do you?"
Iristri raised her chin slightly and showed a proud expression.
"Isn't it?"
Look at your believers who are being killed continuously. It won't be long before they will all turn into cold corpses.
And this underground city that you regard as hope will be completely razed to the ground.
From now on, all dark elves will know that abandoning tradition means destruction.
As for you...
Your ridiculous kindness and naivety can't save anyone!"
As she said this, Rose's eyes were filled with naked, undisguised malice and hatred.
Faced with such threats and insults, Iristri simply smiled calmly and responded, "I admit that I am no match for you when it comes to playing tricks.
But please don't forget that this time you are not facing me, but Soth.
You don't think he made no preparations and would just let you attack from under Dragonspear Castle?
Or do you think that the chaos and destruction caused by the previous assassins will make Soth helpless?"
"Oh? According to you, the current situation is all within his expectations?"
The smile on Rose's face froze instantly.
Because Iristri's reaction really made her feel extremely uneasy.
After all, she could laugh at her daughter's naivety and stupidity, but she would never dare to underestimate the countermeasures that Zuo Si might take.
Otherwise, the fate of Graz'zt, the Lord of Darkness, who was once one of the three giants of the abyss, is the best example.
This guy has been doing high-intensity live broadcasts 24 hours a day, showing the residents and visitors of the huge cyberpunk city on the ninth level of Baator the heavy-tasting action blockbusters of himself being humiliated, abused and raped.
It is said that the number of offspring born during this period alone has exceeded five figures and is still soaring at a very fast rate.
In addition, the demons' great leap forward to successfully occupy the first forty or so layers of the Abyss was also the result of Zuo Si summoning three Eldrazi Titans.
Right now, these three terrifying creatures from the dark void are still sealed in the ruins of the triple realm of Graz'zt, like three giant sculptures watching the bloody battle between demons and devils.
"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't answer your question. Because Soth is not a person who likes to share secrets. He will never tell anyone his real plan. But I believe he will take action at the most critical moment."
After saying this, Eilistraee turned her gaze to the believers below who were constantly being squeezed but still fighting bravely.
Just as the Spider Goddess Rose had a gloomy expression, as if worried about a possible accident, a powerful psychic power suddenly caused an indescribable horrific explosion in the sky above the underground city.
boom!!!!!!
The invisible mental shock wave spread out around the explosion point like a nuclear bomb explosion.
The dark elves, who had a certain degree of magic resistance, were fine, with only half to two-thirds of them being stunned in place. But the goblins, hobgoblins, and orcs were not so lucky.
Each of them seemed to be under a spell, standing still in the same posture as the previous second.
Especially the eyes, as if they had witnessed some terrible scene, the pupils suddenly expanded to the limit, and all the muscles from head to toe were tensed, making them look like a lifelike wax figure.
Before those affected by the mind explosion could come to their senses, more than a dozen Mind Flayer conch shell ships were teleported from the source of the explosion.
The thick tentacles at the front swept over the motionless unfortunate guys like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.
Anyone touched by the tentacles will disappear instantly without exception.
To be precise, they were teleported to a hibernation chamber on the Snail Shell Ship, which was used to store slaves and food.
In just three to five minutes, the coalition forces consisting of tens of thousands of evil dark elves, goblins, hobgoblins and orcs disappeared.
The rest of the guys who were lucky enough not to be affected by the mind blast were now busy dodging the huge tentacles of the snail-shell ship that fell from the sky.
“This… What is this?!!”
The Spider Goddess was completely stunned. She couldn't believe even in her dreams that this group of mind flayers that came out of nowhere could actually be the reinforcements of Eilistraee.
Not to mention her, even Iristria herself had an expression of shock and astonishment on her face.
After all, in most people's impressions, mind flayers are often extremely evil, rational, cold and ruthless creatures, and have no interest in gods, nor can they provide faith and souls.
Especially, so many conch shell ships acting together is unheard of in the history of the entire continent of Faerun.
Most importantly, how powerful is the mastermind behind the control of so many Mind Flayers and Conch Shells at the same time? Just as the two goddesses were puzzled by the strange phenomenon, the Conch Shells, which had roughly cleaned up the battlefield, quickly activated psychic teleportation and disappeared one after another.
The whole process was very precise and efficient. It took less than ten minutes in total, and 90% of the 50,000-plus coalition forces disappeared. The rest were basically fleeing everywhere and could not do anything.
"We were rescued by a group of mind flayers?"
Lirael blinked in disbelief.
Another elderly female priest wearing a holy emblem smiled bitterly and responded, "It seems so. Because all those captured are enemies, not even one of ours. This is obviously the behavior of friendly forces."
"Goddess! This world is getting more and more crazy and incomprehensible."
The male warrior next to him struggled to get up from the ground and complained, then swung the scimitar in his hand to catch up with a fleeing enemy and beheaded him.
"Prophet (the church's respectful title for Kui Lu), what should we do now?"
A dark elf commander asked for opinions from his constituents in confusion.
Because all this happened so suddenly.
Especially those Mind Flayer's snail-shell ships, which did not communicate at all from the time they appeared to the time they left, which was really confusing.
"Clean up the battlefield, clean up the corpses, and eliminate all the enemies hiding in the city. This war has just begun, and we must not take it lightly."
Aoi Lu gave the instruction without hesitation.
In her opinion, the Mind Flayer fleet that had just appeared was definitely Zuo Si's backup plan.
This demon prince and planeswalker is no good, and he doesn't care about kindness or evil. He has all kinds of monsters and demons under his command.
There are a large number of liches in the Arcane Mystic Society alone, and they conduct some unknown and terrible experiments every day.
Not to mention creatures like the Mind Flayer.
Even the demon and the aboleth Aoi Lu wouldn't find it strange.
After witnessing the entire underground city being saved in an extremely short time, he finally put down his worry, put away his artifact, the Moon Sword, and announced bluntly: "It seems that you have lost this time, mother. The beacon of hope I built is still there, and the dark elves can still be redeemed here."
"Hmph! Don't be complacent. This game has just begun. I swear I will destroy this place and turn it into complete ruins."
After saying that, Rose's incarnation instantly activated the teleportation magic and disappeared on the spot.
And Eilistraee released her divine power without reservation to heal those injured in the battle, and also took away the souls of believers who died heroically.
…
On the other side, in the depths of the Supreme Forest, the "skylight" that Zuo Si had created by using his divine power to impact the scepter has now become the main gathering place for the monster army.
Huge tribes numbering hundreds of thousands are rapidly gathering here, including even a subspecies from the Far North - the Frostblood Orcs.
They have pale skin, cat-like eyes, white or gray hair, and look stronger and more ferocious. Almost all adult males are born barbarians and berserkers.
There is no doubt that the Frostblood Orcs have the bloodline of the white dragon just by looking at their appearance.
Through this inheritance from generation to generation, they have become one of the most awe-inspiring races in the Far North.
Of course, in addition to the Frostblood Orcs, many Frost Giants and Winter Wolves can also be seen in the camp.
Compared with the narrow and low exits in other places, this straight up and down area with a radius of more than hundreds of meters is the most suitable place to gather troops on a large scale.
All that is needed is to carve a spiral staircase around the circular cliff, and orcs, goblins, hobgoblins, frost giants, and gnolls from other parts of Faerun can quickly arrive through the Underdark.
And the location of the Supreme Forest is very delicate.
To the north, you can attack the Silver Moon Alliance;
To the west, you can attack Waterdeep, Neverwinter, Chang'an, the Land of the Three Pigs, Red Pine Town, Yatta and other most important trade nodes in the North; to the south, you can take the water route to the Delimbir River, and then follow the artificial canal that runs through the High Wasteland to reach the Winding River, and besiege Baldur's Gate by sea or land.
You don't need to ask to know that this is the main attack direction chosen by the orc gods and goblin gods.
Due to the huge size of the army, it would be impossible to hide and launch a surprise attack.
After all, the Silver Moon Alliance is not blind. There are many metal dragons from the good camp within it. As long as you fly over and take a look, you can see these guys are busy building ships and various siege weapons.
A road was even dug from the "Skylight" to the River Raven.
"It's incredible! I feel like almost half of the orcs, goblins, hobgoblins, gnolls, and frost giants in Faerun are gathering in the north.
Are those gods crazy? Don't they know what serious consequences this will lead to?"
The golden dragon queen Valamaradace flew close to the clouds, her eyes revealing unprecedented shock and anxiety.
Alustriel, who was riding on the dragon's back, smiled bitterly and said, "I bet that this matter has something to do with Soth.
And now I am more curious about how he will deal with this situation next.
You know, there are hundreds of thousands of adventurers in the North who came from nowhere.
Judging from the fighting power they have demonstrated, as long as they are concentrated, they will definitely be a force that cannot be ignored.
Moreover, the West Coast Empire's military strength is unrivaled on the entire Toril planet, and perhaps only the Xianglong Empire, the overlord of the eastern Kara-Tur continent, can be compared with it."
"So you don't think you need to worry too much about this unprecedented monster army?"
Valamaradace turned and looked at the nominal supreme ruler of the Silver Moon Alliance.
Alustriel nodded slightly: "Yes, I don't think they can remember any storms.
Don't forget, Soth is Talona's chosen one, a veritable mobile scourge.
The tragedy of the complete extinction of the orcs in the North a few years ago is a living example.
If he really thought that this army of monsters was a threat, then a plague should have already begun to rage here, with thousands of people falling and dying every day.
In addition, the Magic Goddess has not yet given any instructions on this abnormal situation."
Willamalandais pondered for a moment and then continued to ask, "But the problem is that this army is currently the closest to the Silver Moon Alliance. What should we do next? Especially the city of Elward, which is just across the Raven River, is almost scared to death.
With their defensive strength, they can only hold out for half an hour at most, and then they will be completely defeated.
The dwarves are also facing threats from the Underdark and are unable to send reinforcements."
"Hmm—I'll have to think about it."
Just as Alustriel was hesitating, a riot suddenly broke out in the monster camp below.
Hundreds of guys carrying heavy objects like iron barrels on their backs rushed out of the woods and dispersed at lightning speed towards the area where the enemy was most concentrated in the camp.
They were not wearing armor, but only carrying a shield and a short weapon in their hands.
If they encounter orcs or hobgoblins blocking their way, they will rush forward and kill them cleanly and neatly, and then continue to rush forward without stopping, without any intention of stopping.
If they are intercepted by winter wolves and frost giants, these lunatics will immediately light something like a fuse, then laugh wildly and act as if they are ready to die together with the enemy.
After about a few seconds, the huge tank on his back would explode with a bang, blowing all flesh and blood creatures within 20 to 30 meters into pieces.
Not only that!
After the explosion, thick smoke of strange colors will be emitted and dissipated by the wind.
Anyone who inhales the smoke will immediately begin coughing violently and tears will flow, followed by difficulty breathing, black blood flowing from the eyes, mouth and nose, and eventually death from suffocation with a purple face.
It goes without saying that all of these fumes contain deadly toxins.
The rest of the people ran to the designated location and lit the fuse to become human bombs. There was not a trace of fear in their eyes or expressions. Instead, they were filled with inexplicable excitement.
When all the iron barrels exploded, almost half of the camp was covered in them.
Unless you can hold your breath completely for a long time, there is only one result, which is to be poisoned to death.
As for using wind-generating magic to disperse the poisonous smoke...
Stop wishful thinking!
Because there is poisonous smoke all around, even if there is wind, it will only blow away the smoke in front of you and let the smoke from other places blow over, which is meaningless.
Moreover, casting spells requires chanting spells and inhaling air.
Anyone with a weaker physical constitution will lose their concentration on casting the spell due to damage to their respiratory tract and lungs before they can even finish chanting the spell.
"Oh my God! They were laughing before they died!"
"The madness of these guys reminds me of the followers of Cyric!"
Even though the Golden Dragon Queen Veramaradace and Alustriel were well-informed, they were still almost shocked by this shocking scene.
After all, that's voluntarily seeking death!
When the iron barrel explodes, even the corpse will be torn into pieces in an instant.
They simply could not imagine what kind of belief would make the other party behave in such a completely irrational way.
Of course, the effect is also significant.
Just one attack by a human bomb killed or injured more than half of the people in this huge camp.
At a glance, the ground was littered with corpses with foam at the mouth, bloodshot eyes, and purple faces.
Just as Veramalandace and Elastra were shocked by this suicide attack, more people carrying huge iron barrels emerged from the woods.
They all wore gas masks and held something that looked like a spray device in their hands. There was a tube at the back connected to an iron barrel. They sprayed clouds of poison at the monsters that had just escaped and were still in shock.
These guys were obviously well-trained. They formed a small encirclement network with a dozen people in a group, constantly forcing the enemy to retreat and walking into the poisonous cloud. It took less than 30,000 people to complete the encirclement of the entire camp.
At this point, Elastro finally realized that these guys whose faces could not be seen clearly were clearly planning to wipe out the monster army of more than 400,000 in the camp.
There was no shouting or screaming during the whole process, let alone any fierce fighting or shouting!
There is even no communication between them!
There was only the hissing sound of the nozzle in his hand, and the eerie silence and stillness! Death!
die!
die!
They are like messengers of death, leaving no grass growing wherever they pass.
Note that this is not an adjective, but a very apt description.
Wherever the poisonous cloud goes, whether it is trees, grass, or other plants, they will wither and die at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As for animals, even the mice and rabbits hiding in their caves were not spared.
Many birds standing on the treetops inhaled just a little bit and immediately fell to the ground with a plop.
These lunatics not only killed the army of monsters, but also the surrounding forests and the land beneath their feet.
A small number of orcs and frost giants who had drunk antidote potions or used magic to become immune to poison damage rushed forward and tried to fight their way out, but they immediately encountered a few people carrying red barrels.
What is sprayed out of the latter's nozzle is not just poison gas, but a strong acid liquid that can cause horrible corrosiveness.
In a short while, the huge frost giant will turn into a skeleton with a little flesh and blood left.
The horrifying scene is enough to give many people nightmares for the rest of their lives.
The most important thing is that these people have clear division of labor, and their cooperation with each other cannot be described as tacit understanding. It is just like hands and feet connected together and controlled by the brain.
Through the gas mask, one can vaguely see the indifference in his eyes.
It seems that whether killing the enemy or being killed by the enemy is no big deal to them.
Valamaradace wasn't even sure whether these humans were more like monsters than the orcs, goblins, gnolls, frost giants, and winter wolves they killed.
There is no doubt that these lunatics who carry gas masks and are good at using chemical weapons are players from the Warhammer universe.
The most recognizable difference between them and ordinary players is their scale and organizational ability.
An ordinary player team would be close to the limit at most four to five thousand people.
If there are more, there will be management problems and internal conflicts will arise, eventually leading to some people leaving and forming a new team.
However, since all players in the Warhammer universe have military experience and are fanatics who cannot survive without war, they can easily form a team of tens of thousands of people.
What’s even more interesting is that they also implement militarized management, give their teams numbers, make flags and logos, and address each other by military ranks.
"Report! Colonel! We have completed the encirclement and annihilation of the enemy gathered in this area! Please instruct us on the next course of action!"
A captain wearing an officer's insignia stood at attention and gave a standard Imperial military salute.
"As before, clean up the battlefield and take everything useful with you.
This glorious victory has won us unimaginable prestige and honor.
Next we have to continue to kill more monsters.
Remember, our duty and mission is to kill, to kill by any means necessary.
This attack has almost exhausted all the gas reserves, it is time to change to a new tactic."
The guy called the Colonel raised his foot and stepped on the corpse of an orc, grinning with a cruel and bloodthirsty smile.
As the poison gas had begun to drift to other places with the wind, she took off her gas mask, revealing a very beautiful female face.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would have believed that the culprit behind such a horrific massacre was actually a beautiful woman.
In fact, the reason why she became a serious criminal and was sent to Zuo Si's hands was because when she was serving the Human Empire, she ordered the release of chemical weapons including poison gas to a planet.
Killed all 13 billion people in the lower level of the hive, including the Genestealers and civilians.
Such careless waste of the emperor's currency was of course investigated by the court afterwards and he was eventually sentenced to death.
"Understood! Through this killing spree, the average professional level of our soldiers has been greatly improved.
Even without poison gas, a decisive battle could be launched.
After all, now we can be resurrected no matter how many times we die.
This is simply born for war.
And once we have enough money, we can undergo Astartes transformation surgery and become super soldiers."
There was obvious anticipation in the officer's tone.
Just as the female colonel opened her mouth to say something, a deafening roar suddenly came from the sky above her head.
"Who?! Who dared to kill the army that I assembled with great difficulty!"
The Cyclops emitting red light tore through the clouds and revealed his hideous and ugly face.
After realizing that all the believers here were annihilated, the orc god Gruumsh could no longer sit still.
After all, there are only a few orcs in the continent of Faerun.
At least hundreds of thousands of people died, and most of them were healthy male soldiers.
This is not just a simple broken bone, but a thigh was actually removed alive.
When he saw the players cleaning up the battlefield, Gruumsh immediately became furious and sent down his avatar to kill all these ignorant mortals.
Valamaradace and Elas were still in the air at the moment, and had no time to go down to rescue. They could only watch him raise the +5 sharp chaotic evil spear in his hand and stab the female colonel.
The next second...
clang!!!!
Along with the sound and vibration of the collision of the artifacts, a sword shining with golden electric light appeared out of thin air and successfully blocked the spear.
"As a powerful divine power, you can't afford to send down an avatar to participate in the fights between mortals?"
Zuo Si, who had been hiding behind the scenes and observing for a long time, finally appeared in time, his eyes revealing undisguised contempt.
"You again!"
Gruumsh's evil power surged instantly.
As the saying goes, enemies become jealous of each other when they meet.
How could a god like him, who was originally barbaric, arrogant, warlike, and extremely hostile to non-orc races, forget the tragedy of hundreds of thousands of northern orcs being killed or injured in the magical plague?
The only difference is that the other party was still a mortal when they met last time, and only managed to escape with the protection of other gods.
But this time, Zuo Si obviously possessed strong enough strength to not be at a disadvantage even in a head-on confrontation with the incarnation of powerful divine power.
Especially the energy released by the brief collision of weapons, as well as the distortion of the surrounding time, space and reality, are no longer enemies that can be easily killed.
You know, Gruumsh never fears a fight.
In DR-1075, he led the Orc pantheon in the "Orc Gate" battle and killed many gods in the Unther pantheon, including Inanna, Gru, Ki, Marduk, Nannar-Sin, Nergal, Utu, and the main god of the Mulhorand pantheon - Ra.
Even when facing the powerful elven god Corellon, he never backed down.
Precisely because he had been through many battles, he could clearly feel the terrifying power surrounding the young man in front of him.
Just the dimensional blessing from Baator and the power granted by the link to half of the dark dimension made Geumsh feel a little overwhelmed.
After all, this is the continent of Faerun, and he does not have the home advantage.
But as a planeswalker, Zuo Si will always fight at home no matter where he is as long as the connection to the land cards remains.
"snort!
What, you don't plan to call your adjutant, wife, and son over? You should know that your current incarnation is far from enough to threaten me."
As he spoke, Zuo Si raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.
Snap! After a crisp sound, all the players around and their loot disappeared without a trace.
To be exact, they were teleported away directly, leaving only naked corpses on the ground.
Obviously, this is a sign of action to be taken.
(End of this chapter)
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