Lord of the Low Version System

Through the artifacts of creation, Tamil saw many things that others could not see, such as the power of the world, or luck.

Under normal circumstances, the power of the world is calm and uneventful.

They are like the surface of a small pond. Occasionally, a small stone falls or a small fish jumps out of the water, causing ripples, and then quickly calms down.

Now, the power of the world is violent, rich, and almost condensed into substance.

At the center of the flag, the power of the world condensed into a whirlpool, and there were two whirlpools, one up and one down.

Like two counter-rotating gears, friction creates thousands of sparks all the time.

This is the collision of two worlds and the collision of two civilizations.

The power of the other world penetrated the Titan continent like an awl, and found a place to establish the awl here. The orcs from the other world immediately landed here, and then used the God-given props to stabilize the space, expand the territory, and gradually encroach on the surrounding areas.

As the guardian of the world, Tamil's only mission is to crush them and destroy their banners and strongholds.

But, it's easier said than done.

The place where the banner was erected was scorched earth in all directions.

This is a land that the orcs are extremely familiar with, and it is the atmosphere of home. However, for Taimu, this is the external manifestation of the erosion of the power of the other world.

The orcs immediately noticed the enemy's arrival, so troops and horses were mobilized in the camp with flags flying, and groups of main battle units pushed towards Taimuer's direction.

Under Taimuer, the ancestor of the dragon clan snorted, his golden vertical pupils narrowed into a thin line, and his strong murderous intent formed a straight line and rushed towards the opposite side.

Buzz…

A faint energy curtain lit up at the edge of the camp, and the murderous intention immediately disappeared.

The ancestor of the dragon clan was indeed powerful, and at the end of the last war between the gods, he tore many gods alive.

However, that is because of waiting for work, coupled with the help of the power of the world.

Now, the enemy had the right place, right time and right people - at least in the camp.

The ancestor of the dragon clan turned back and looked at Taimuer.

The front range has been occupied and is no longer our land. It is filled with the power of the world of the Beast God. Our people will be suppressed and their strength will be greatly reduced if they enter it.

Thamel knew this too.

The world wills of the two worlds are wrestling, and neither can muster the power to obliterate the opponent's units, but suppression can still be achieved.

Just like the fish come ashore to fight with the animals, and the animals go into the water to fight with the fish.

Unless someone is really talented and brave enough to go up to the sky and hold the moon in his arms, this is just an act of giving away someone's life.

If you want to uproot the enemy's banner, you can only advance step by step and use human lives to pile up and fill it.

The opponent exhausts a whole world's troops, just like a teapot pouring dumplings. This is not everything the opponent has, not even the tip of the iceberg.

What Taimel brought was the most elite air cavalry in the kingdom.

Most importantly, there are many places where miracles appear on the continent, and the only guardian of the world is Tamil.

Not only that, many creatures will be bewitched and deceived to help the gods and demons from outside the territory to build altars and collect sacrifices.

Like those Caucasians.

Looking at the camp of the orcs, there are traces of Caucasian people everywhere. I don’t know if they are being used as snacks by the orcs or as sacrificial flags.

madness!

Tamir spit out this word and immediately bought an Eternal Spear. With a flash of light in his hand, the Eternal Spear instantly turned into a meteor and shot forward.

The birdmen and bats that had just taken off in the orc camp were immediately smashed into a huge transparent hole.

Although Taimuer is not big, he is a standard pretending to be a pig and eating a dragon. The force of this casual wave is enough to flatten mountains, and a mere banner cannot stop him.

Even the world power defense of the orc camp is not easy to use. After all, this is a physical attack and a flying unit.

However, the orc camp has nothing to fear.

Just like the sea water, the surrounding orcs immediately rushed to fill the hole, and in just a few blinks, the original dark queue was restored.

At the same time, the infantry regiments with various animal heads began to advance forward, and flying units such as bats and birds also rose up and dived, aiming at Taimu's location.

Go!

As soon as Taimeier stepped down, the ancestor of the dragon clan immediately swooped down with the force of Mount Tai, slamming into the edge of the orc camp.

Looking at the river of blood flowing underneath him like an aunt's, I don't know how many orcs died here.

However, this failed to deter the orcs.

The flags in the camp were fluttering fiercely, and the light of blood filled the air, soaked on the surface of the earth, and penetrated into the bones of the orcs.

Go crazy!

All the orcs were roaring and their bodies were rapidly rising and expanding. Their muscles seemed to be inflated as if they were inflated, and blood-colored light spread and smudged from the inside out.

Not to be outdone, the barbarians in the sky let out wild howls and entered a state of madness.

Immediately, the wings of the flying dragons and dragon eagles vibrated, looking for the opponent's air units to fight.

The long battle made the barbarians realize the importance of air superiority.

As long as you are high up, even if you poop or urinate, it will be stuck in the enemy's face, let alone shooting arrows and throwing spears.

The air units on the Orc side are only superficial.

Their only attribute is air units. Facing genetically enhanced and tattooed flying dragons and griffins, the only outcome is to have their heads smashed and their bodies torn apart.

The barbarian air force is no longer as simple as being armed to the teeth, but to the genes.

However, the Ork ground forces were surprisingly strong.

The old dragon roared and fluttered its wings, and on his chest, an outward wound was dripping with golden blood.

In the orc camp, a huge monster shrouded in purple light clenched its fists on its chest, staring directly at the old dragon with its violent eyes.

And on its barb-like right claw, there is still a strip of scales and flesh of the old dragon.

Behemoth, very good!

The old dragon waved his claws to heal his injuries, then got down on all fours and walked slowly around the camp.

Seeing that Behemoth didn't dare to come out, it roared mightily and then slowly walked out.

The old dragon's body was shrouded in flames, leaving dark and scorched footprints every time he stepped on it, as if countless old dragons had visited here.

Behemoth couldn't stand this provocation, so he jumped out of the camp, kicked his feet hard on the ground, and rushed towards the old dragon.

The purple light all over its body suddenly surged, and even condensed into prismatic armor pieces, like sleeveless personal armor. At the same time, the sharp claws were surrounded by golden light, swallowing sharp light that seemed to be able to split the sight.

madness!

The old dragon spit out an ancient spell, and at the same time triggered the ability given to him by the will of the world.

The 100-meter-tall Behemoth's body instantly shrunk by half, and then shrunk by half again. When it rushed to the old dragon, it could only touch the old dragon's knees when it raised its hand.

The old dragon raised his leg and kicked the Behemoth over, and even flicked its tail so that it was deeply embedded in the ground.

The Behemoth struggled to sit up, but found an invisible force exerted on itself, like... a ghost pressing down on the bed.

Although this power only existed for a moment, it was enough.

The spear dropped from the sky like a meteor and passed through his chest.