I became the ancestor of the blood clan

The frantic shouts of killing even overwhelmed the blasphemous words and demonic roars that were constantly echoing in the sky.

The high morale brings the will to fight without fear of death.

Humans have always been creatures that are easily controlled by emotions. When they are depressed, even a goblin can kill them. When they are high, they dare to charge even in the face of a giant dragon.

woohoo~

The shocking horn sounded.

This seems to be an order for a general attack.

The orcs and dwarves who noticed the scene of humans killing the ancient evil gods also sounded the horn of attack at the same time.

The battle may be ended soon, because they will surely kill God!

Under the joint strangulation of the four armies, the terrifying number of violent half-rat people began to collapse inch by inch, and the number gushed out of the space channel could no longer keep up with the number slaughtered.

The advantage of the air cavalry is too great. Every dive attack can clear a large area, giving the strongest support to the army below.

The God of Plague and Death, who was still unsealing the body of the god, finally noticed something strange at this moment.

Although the armies of the Quartet were fierce, they also angered this evil god who had survived from ancient times at this time.

At this time, Amy's majestic and evil body stopped suddenly, and she turned her head slightly, as if the emperor was looking down on the humble slave.

After seeing the rampaging half-ratmen being slaughtered wantonly by the air cavalry, the gray pupils of the vampire revealed a bit of rare anger.

"I am the god of the old plague, mastering the plague and spreading death...

Humble and humble lives, resist me, you will be swallowed by death! "

The onlookers saw the evil god speak for the first time, and the blasphemous words handed down from ancient times were full of indescribable evil power.

Within a hundred miles around, the words that made everyone's soul tremble continued to echo in the air.

It was also the first time that the crowd knew the name of this ancient evil god—the old plague god, who controlled the plague and spread death.

And after the terrifying voice of the myth of the plague fell, he raised his hands suddenly, and then the souls of the soldiers who died in battle began to inflate in this one like a balloon, and then burst with a squeak.

The soul is like blue crystal shards, scattered in every corner of the air, matched with the bloody battlefield, beautiful and terrifying.

"ox...ip...eb...lq..." Accompanied by this, several extremely obscure ancient spells spit out from the mouth of the God of Plague.

Then an indescribable wave of magic power combined with soul fragments began to erupt.

At this moment, no matter whether it is an orc, a dwarf or a human, they all feel a chill in their hearts, as if a great terror is about to befall the world.

Just a few short breaths after the God of Plague uttered the incantation, there was a buzzing sound like a locust flapping its wings in the Nine Space Gates.

Then a shocking scene appeared.

In the gate of space, half-ratmen that are denser than locusts fly out of the gate of space, yes, fly out of the air.

These disgusting beings are no longer the violent half-ratmen on the ground, but flesh-winged half-ratmen flapping their fleshy wings and able to fly in the sky.

These flesh-winged half-rat people have green, ferocious barbs on their backs, and they don't seem to be easy to get along with.

These flesh-winged half-ratmen have a wingspan of only 1.5 blades, which is more than a cut behind the violent half-ratmen.

But after flying out of the space gate, under the influence of strange spells and the power of the gods, they also swelled up like blowing up balloons.

A large flesh-winged half-skaven with a wingspan of 3 blades occupied the sky.

The scene changed in this short moment, and the air cavalry, who had a huge advantage, immediately ran into big trouble.

The speed at which the flesh-winged half-ratmen emerge from the space channel is even more exaggerated than that of the violent half-ratman. In a very short period of time, more than 9 heads flew out of the [-] space channels.

And looking at the status, these flesh-winged half-rat people seem to be the same as the violent half-rat people, and their number is almost endless.

The Quartet Army, which was advancing rapidly with the cooperation of the air cavalry, was immediately pushed down.

Even that's not all, under everyone's gaze, the violent half-rat man's eyes instantly turned blood red, the blood vessels on his body immediately exploded, and his muscles suddenly became strong and hard under everyone's gaze.

Madness.

This familiar word appeared in the minds of all orcs.

But that was the effect of the power of the gods, and they couldn't stop all this from happening.

With the appearance of the flesh-winged half-ratmen, the berserk half-ratmen once again became the ultimate demon.

At this time, the ferocious half-ratmen had lost their pain sensation due to their madness, and only the idea of ​​killing appeared in their minds.

Therefore, even if they were pierced through the chest and cut off the thigh, these half-rat people would bite off a piece of each other's flesh like a skeleton warrior.

Under such circumstances, the situation that had been good just now suddenly collapsed.

There are too many, no one can imagine that more than 5 flesh-winged half-ratmen flew out of the space gate in just a few minutes.

And the berserk half-rat man also became as hard as a rock, expanding outward bit by bit under the encirclement and suppression from all directions.

This flesh and blood battlefield more than ten kilometers wide has become a place of death that no one can face up to. Even the battle at this time is no longer standing on the ground, but standing on top of corpses that have been stacked two stories high.

Brutal and bloody.

Half a day after the flesh-winged half-ratmen appeared, more than half of the four armies had been killed.

The most powerful orcs had less than 6 left after a fierce battle all morning, and they had retreated thousands of blades, away from the black altar.

Even if the orc prince Shahram led the charge, and also had a powerful fighting army such as Beamon and the orc shaman army.

Countless and endless, the flesh-winged half-ratmen and violent half-ratmen that had already covered the sky still made them feel the fear of numbers tactics.

Humans feel the same way.

The 19th-level Grand Duke Aokeli is extremely fierce, with dark blue energy burning like a flame on his body, and the rider King Pegasus will kill hundreds of flesh-winged half-ratmen every time he dives, but he is still unable to resist.

Too much, too much.

"Grand Duke!! We have less than 8 people left!! Withdraw!!"

Although the war is becoming more and more tragic, but at this point, the effect is getting weaker and weaker.

The human army formation was compressed from the original square into a triangle, and only the arrow of Grand Duke O'Kaili was still carrying it.

Hearing the sound of magic in his ears, Grand Duke Aokeli's originally resolute eyes couldn't help but darken.

Too much, too much, too much.

Killing is inexhaustible, killing is inexhaustible, and at least one-tenth of the half-rat people have been upgraded to level 10 with the blessing of the power of the gods.

The enemy he faced in this war was definitely the most difficult existence he had ever encountered in his life.

After looking in the direction of the black altar, which could not be seen at this time, with extreme reluctance, Grand Duke Aokeli raised his head slightly.

At this time, he could only see the black altar surrounded by endless half-ratmen, as well as the old evil god—the God of Plague, only from the reflection in the sky.

The body of the god beside the opponent is still floating, and the light of the artifact is still so alluring. This scene seems to be right in front of his eyes, and he can get it with his hand.

But the endless half-rat people are also telling him that the artifact is far away from him.

Then he was one step away from changing his destiny, but in the end he had to stop here. The feeling of powerlessness made Grand Duke O'Kaili almost go crazy.

"Rabio, can we continue??" Nalis Copper Hammer, after beating down a berserk half-skaven with an axe, panted heavily and looked at the head of the Wildhammer tribe who was still fighting beside him—La Bio Wildhammer.

Rabio turned his head and glanced around. The sky had been covered by the flesh-winged half-ratmen, and the ground had become the territory of the violent half-ratmen.

At this time, a bit of bitterness and unwillingness could not be seen in his eyes.

"Patriarch Naris, maybe we should retreat..."

If there is still a chance, the dwarves will go in at all costs. As long as they can get the forging hammer, it is worth sacrificing all the dwarves.

But now that hope has been dashed.

The power controlled by the God of Plague is not comparable to that of the current dwarves. Even if most of the opponent's power has been sealed, just letting the half-ratman take action has already made them feel desperate.

And this time, there are orcs, humans, and undead who are fighting together, and the encirclement and suppression from all directions are powerless.

It's not that the dwarves are not brave enough, it's just that the strength of the enemy is beyond everyone's imagination.

Originally thought that the final battle would be threatened by the gods, but unexpectedly, the dwarves were defeated by the rats enslaved by the other party.

The strong sense of frustration instantly made Rabio's expression a little dark.

"Patriarch Naris, this war is over, and it doesn't make much sense to continue fighting. We are powerless to break through the half-rat people's defense.

Getting the news of the Forging Hammer this time is already a great harvest.

Believe me, when we get the news to the Dwarven Council, the tribe will send a stronger army to take back the dwarven treasure!

There is still hope for everything.

retreat..."

Naris Copper Hammer couldn't help but took a deep breath when he heard this, and watched the surrounding clansmen fall down in the fight, his heart trembled from the painful wailing, and he immediately made a decision.

"The whole army retreats..."

After Naris' words fell, it marked that the siege of the God of Plague ended in failure.

They didn't fall under the hands of the gods, they just couldn't even pass the level of the other party's slaves.

Not only the dwarves, but the orcs are also slowly retreating at this time. After the extremely firm-willed Grand Duke Okelli noticed the thoughts of the other two parties, he looked helplessly at the densely packed flesh-winged half-ratmen in the sky, and finally issued an extremely helpless order. Order to retreat.

They have no way out, but now, Qianjin seems to die faster.

After the three armies died and began to retreat, only the undead, who were not afraid of death, seemed to be still resisting. Both the undead and the half-rat people had an innumerable huge number, and it seemed that no one was in vain.

But just when the orcs, dwarves and humans were about to retreat, a shocking scene suddenly appeared in the direction of the undead.

rumbling~

The world collapsed.

Countless explosions rang out, like nine heavens of rolling thunder hitting the ground, filled with the sound that made people's eardrums scream.

Naris Brass Hammer and Rabio Wildhammer looked up at the reflection in the sky at the same time, and then both gasped.

Spiders, the indescribable number of spiders has spread all over the southern area of ​​Lisle City at this moment.

These spiders form a team of 10, once they encounter a strong opponent, they will explode directly, and the terrifying power makes the earth tremble.

Explosive spider.

These weird and terrifying spiders came directly from behind the undead. It was not the back of the undead, but a new army.

Because wherever these spiders passed, the first to be killed were the undead.

But the most weird thing is that these explosive spiders don't seem to be aimed at the undead, but those towering buildings and obstacles that haven't collapsed yet.

This sudden scene immediately widened the eyes of the players and aborigines watching the battle around Lisle City. Originally, they thought that this war could almost be declared over, because anyone with a discerning eye could see that the balance of victory had tipped God of Plagues.

But the spiders that suddenly appeared at this time made them aware of the difference. What is the origin of this army of spiders that suddenly appeared? ?

Is he also a servant of the God of Plague? ?Otherwise, why would they attack the undead? ?

But obviously no one will respond to them.

Those self-explosive spiders acted on their own, they climbed everywhere on the walls and roofs, but if you observe carefully, you can see that they are traveling in a straight line.

Once there are buildings blocking the road in this straight line, they will directly explode themselves, smashing the buildings, not twice at a time, or three times, until they become flat ground.

The behavior of these self-explosive spiders is full of weirdness, but at this time the other armies can't care so much.

They all began to retreat slowly, without the slightest hope, it would be better to keep the spark of hope than to continue to die recklessly.

But an even weirder scene appeared. Under everyone's gaze, more than 500 flying monsters flew out from behind the undead.

These monsters are covered with strange thick armor, and they don't directly participate in the war, but fly at a high altitude of nearly a thousand blades.

Seeing this scene, Grand Duke Aokeli, who was originally looking forward to the change in the situation, instantly pulled down his face.

Flying monsters?

At this time, there are less than 1000 of his tens of thousands of Pegasus Knights left. If these 500 flying monsters rush down, they may not even be able to make splashes.