Chapter 37 Demonic creature!
“Damn it!”
"Hold it!"
"We must not let those monsters destroy our tribal walls!"
In the dense forest, a lizardman tribe with thousands of people is shrouded in war.
On the tribal wall that is more than ten meters high, there are a large number of lizardmen holding various weapons, including not only archers but also magicians.
Looking outside the city wall, there are densely packed monsters.
Wind wolves, forest pythons, armored mantises, swamp rats, blue leopards... There are countless kinds of magical beasts and monsters, which is much more prosperous than the inner city.
Without exception, these Warcraft monsters were all affected by the power of the abyss and their temperaments became extremely manic.
Under normal circumstances, they would not besiege a tribe protected by city walls.
Because even if they could capture it, they would suffer heavy losses.
But now, their consciousness has been eroded by the power of the abyss.
The only thought is to kill!
As long as they are not their "same kind", they must be killed.
At this time, a large number of Warcraft corpses had piled up on the battlefield, but just like the rat group besieging Lin Yi's territory, the other Warcraft had no intention of retreating at all. Instead, they fought even harder.
It was unknown how long the battle lasted, and the walls of the Lizardman tribe began to crumble.
"Hold on! Hold on!"
"As long as we hold on until one in the morning, victory will belong to us!"
An old lizardman stood high on the tribal wall to boost morale.
Around twelve o'clock at night is when the power of the abyss is strongest.
But as soon as it’s past one in the morning and the blood moon sets in the west, the power of the abyss will quickly dissipate.
Likewise, the affected Warcraft monsters will gradually regain their sanity and will not be as crazy as they are now.
After hearing this encouragement, the Lizardmen who were participating in the battle felt their strength doubled and they threw themselves into the battle more seriously.
However, at this moment...
A roar suddenly sounded from behind the army of monsters.
The powerful sound waves caused the trees within a radius of hundreds of meters to tremble.
Then, a terrifying figure appeared.
The figure was nearly seven meters tall, and looked like some kind of bear-like monster, but it had no hair on its body. Instead, it was covered in blood-red scales, and bloody bone spurs grew on its back and arms.
Its eyes were bloodshot and its mouth was drooling.
He would roar from time to time.
In a state of madness! "Chief, this is bad, it's a demonic creature!"
"And it's a demonized creature that is a mutation of the high-level demon beast Earth Demon Bear!"
"Chief, what should we do?"
The sound of fear continued to ring out on the tribal walls.
The chief they were talking about was the old lizardman who boosted morale.
At this moment, the old lizard man also showed an expression of fear on his face.
Demonized creatures, high-level magical beast mutations.
Looking at the violent aura emanating from his body, it has definitely reached the king level.
And he had only just stepped into the king level, and he was already old. How could he be a match for the fierce and vigorous king-level demonized creature? Just looking at their body sizes, it was obvious that they were not on the same level.
In an instant, he thought of escaping! But the problem was that the entire tribe was surrounded by a large army of monsters, and he had nowhere to escape.
"Don't panic, Lord Long is protecting us!"
"Even if you are a demonic creature, don't try to destroy our faith!"
"Victory to the tribe!"
"Praise Lord Long!"
Morale returned, but not much.
Half an hour later, the tribe's wall was finally knocked down by the demonized creature, and dense swarms of monsters immediately poured in.
Screams and wails came one after another.
A similar scene also occurred in some other places in the outer city ruins.
Even the strongholds of the undead forces were turned into ruins by the army of Warcraft monsters.
That night, the forces outside the city suffered heavy losses.
…
Inner city, central square.
After leaving behind at least 100,000 corpses, the rat swarm finally rushed to the vicinity of Lin Yi's territory.
Now the only thing standing in front of the rats was the 180 tree warriors that were over 20 meters tall. As long as they broke through this line of defense, the rats would be able to attack Lin Yi's territory wall directly.
"Dirty underground creatures!"
A dull sound rang out on the battlefield, coming from a treeman warrior.
It swung the nearly fifteen-meter-long wooden stick in its hand and smashed it hard at the rushing rats.
In an instant, blood and flesh flew everywhere.
More than a dozen giant swamp rats were crushed to death on the spot, and no complete bodies were left; they were all turned into pieces.
The treeman warrior's strength is so great that even a dragon would be injured.
Naturally, low-level magical beasts like the swamp rat could not resist.
At the same time, other treeman warriors also launched attacks. They did not have any fancy fighting skills. They only showed one thing from beginning to end, and that was the aesthetics of violence.
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With one blow, the whole world became quiet.
…
"It's your turn!"
On the wall, an elven priest spoke to a team of elven swordsmen gathered not far away.
She waved the wand in her hand, and a faint golden light was poured out.
Under the cover of golden light, the physical attributes of these elven swordsmen suddenly increased significantly.
This is a blessing from the elven priests.
"Thank you, Master Priest!"
After the words fell, this team of elven swordsmen jumped directly down from the six-meter-high wall, and then rushed into the battlefield not far away without hesitation.
Elf swordsman teams in other areas also joined the battle one after another.
A total of 1,800 elven swordsmen.
They were agile, leaving afterimages on the battlefield, and used the elven swords in their hands to quickly kill those who escaped the violent punishment of the tree warriors.
In the farther direction, a large number of magical skills were bombarding the rats.
The dense rain of arrows never stopped.
Every moment, large groups of swamp rats were killed.
The rat pack suffered heavy losses, but the elf army under Lin Yi reaped a lot of rewards.
A large number of elven soldiers achieved level upgrades in this battle, especially those elven archers who had just been trained, almost all of whom were promoted to level seven.
Their initial level is the lowest.
Correspondingly, the experience required for upgrading is also the least.
…
The battle continues...
All the elves have been fighting for several hours, including Lin Yi.
This is not only because the rat swarm is extremely large, but more importantly, the fierce war has attracted almost all the undead creatures in the inner city ruins.
The enemies appearing on the battlefield now include not only swarms of rats, but also large-scale legions of undead.
This is why the war has not ended yet.
"The more the better!"
"If you don't come here to die, how can my territory develop rapidly?"
Lin Yi took out a small bottle of high-grade elf spring water from his space belt, drank it in one gulp, and the rapidly consumed magic power in his body was quickly restored.
He waved the scepter of the Sun Elf King in his hand repeatedly.
Throw powerful magical skills at the rats and undead creatures on the battlefield.
Suddenly a large area was cleared.
So far, at least tens of thousands of swamp rats and undead creatures have died at his hands.
In terms of personal achievements alone, no elf in the territory can compare to him.
After a long and fierce battle, bursts of painful roars suddenly rang out on the battlefield.
The sound was deafening and heart-wrenching.
Lin Yi looked up and immediately saw that there were more than a dozen giant swamp rats of relatively high level in the rat group. They stood up like humans and their bodies swelled rapidly.
There was a red light emanating from the bodies of these giant swamp rats.
Similar to the glow of a blood moon.
(End of this chapter)