My Magic Age

A team of fully armed orc warriors ran along the boulevard in the dense forest to the top of the mountain. The orc female warrior Kalancuo ran at the end of the team, looking back from time to time at the faceless warriors who were catching up behind.

Hundreds of faceless warriors were densely packed on the narrow boulevard. Some faceless warriors who couldn't squeeze in were frantically destroying the dense forest beside the boulevard. Several faceless warriors pushed a big tree together. Their tall bodies passed through the broken trunks and extended their thick tentacles to the next towering tree. For a time, the vines, branches and leaves in the dense forest flew across, like an efficient logging site.

The thick trees and tough vines in the dense forest were crisscrossed. Even if there was only a short distance, it was difficult for those huge faceless warriors to pass smoothly. The tentacles on their bodies were always waving, and it was easy to touch those messy vines. In the dense forest, the biggest obstacle for these faceless warriors was the vines in the forest.

Before, Kalancuo led the orc warriors to rush to the foot of the mountain and provoked the faceless warriors in the inner sea. The orc warriors threw three rounds of short flying spears in succession.

Although the sparse short flying spears did not cause much damage to the faceless warriors in the inner sea, they completely angered the leader of the faceless battle group. He roared and drove hundreds of faceless men under his command to rush to the mountain.

This is a colorful faceless leader who drove hundreds of followers and launched a siege on the mountain where we are along several boulevards. Kalancuo was worried that the orc warriors left at the back would be in trouble, so she stood at the end of the team. She was wearing a spider commander's hard leather armor, standing heroically on a boulder, holding a double-edged sword in her hand. A faint murderous aura came from her, infecting every orc warrior on the battlefield.

The messy long hair draped over her shoulders fluttered in the air in the warm sea breeze. The cloud pattern of the wolf tribe warrior on her face made her look like a unique female orc warrior. The wind wolf tattoo on Kalancuo's arm seemed to come alive. When she held the double-edged sword in one hand, it always gave me an illusion that a wind wolf was biting the hilt of the double-edged sword.

After returning to the imperial capital from the Yelo plane, Kalancuo's strength has undergone earth-shaking changes. While I was constantly upgrading my magic level, in fact, Kalancuo was also constantly breaking through. Now she is already a level 16 first-turn warrior, and she has such a magic pattern structure with power attributes, making her a leader among first-turn structure warriors.

A tentacle suddenly stretched out from the dense forest beside the tree-lined road, wrapped in broken branches and leaves, and stabbed at an orc warrior running behind at lightning speed.

Kalancuo jumped high from the rock like an elk, raised the double-edged sword above his head with both hands, and chopped down at the tentacles that stretched out from the dense forest. A light blue sword light broke away from the edge of the double-edged sword, like a half-moon-shaped curved blade, and chopped the tentacle at a very fast speed. The tentacle was cut off by the sharp half-moon-shaped sword light, and a handful of black and purple sticky blood splashed out.

A faceless warrior emerged from the dense forest on the side of the boulevard. The thick upper limb tentacles were cut off by Kalancuo's sword, but he still rushed towards Kalancuo without hesitation. He danced with several tentacles all over his body, trying to entangle Kalancuo tightly.

As long as Kalancuo was kept for ten seconds, the faceless warriors who followed him on the boulevard would be able to drown Kalancuo.

Unfortunately, before the faceless warrior could get close to Kalancuo, Kalancuo rushed over with a double-edged sword in her arms. She took two big steps forward, and the double-edged sword in her hand was transferred to one hand. She accumulated potential energy halfway. When she rushed to the faceless warrior, she nimbly dodged several tentacles of the faceless warrior, and the double-edged sword in her hand came to the faceless warrior with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

The faceless warrior only had time to put on a defensive posture, and the double-edged sword had flashed in front of the faceless warrior. A handful of black and purple blood burst out of the faceless warrior's body. The faceless warrior looked down in horror at his upper and lower body being separated. He waved his tentacles to try to splice them together, but was kicked away by Kalancuo. His upper body full of tentacles was hanging on a tree branch not far away, and his black and purple internal organs were all over the ground.

Seeing their companions die tragically, the faceless warriors who were chasing them from behind became even more ferocious. They wanted to catch up from behind like crazy. Their sturdy lower limbs were not running very fast, and their upper limbs with claws and claws occasionally had to touch the ground to maintain their body balance when running. These faceless warriors chased after them with murderous intent.

Kalancuo led a group of orc warriors into the ambush circle, and the faceless warriors followed them and rushed into the forest clearing full of murderous intentions.

The young orc warriors panted through the forest clearing, ran from countless sharpened logs to the edge of the dense forest, and joined other orc warriors. A large number of faceless warriors poured into the forest clearing and chased after the orc warriors along the route they passed. Soon they found that the sharpened logs became the biggest obstacle on their charge.

The Faceless Warriors' sturdy lower limbs were not flexible when walking on the ground. They could not avoid the sharpened logs and could only rely on their excellent "regeneration" ability to rush forward even if they were injured. Just when this group of Faceless Warriors were about to break through the first line of defense formed by three rows of sharpened logs, the orc warriors lurking in the dense forest opposite stood up one after another, holding short flying spears in their hands and throwing them out in unison.

The Faceless Warriors who charged forward had no way to avoid being pierced by the flying spears one after another.

These Faceless Warriors who were struggling to move could only wave their tentacles to try their best to block the flying spears. The swarming flying spears pierced their bodies and nailed them to the ground.

The faceless warriors behind them surrounded their leader, the faceless mystic. They had just entered the glade and saw more than a hundred orc warriors waiting on the other side of the glade. The faceless mystic waved his tentacles and let out a piercing scream. All the faceless warriors who rushed into the glade rushed towards the orc warriors.

It seemed that these faceless warriors still wanted to use their numerical advantage to break through the orc warriors' front line in one fell swoop. Perhaps these faceless warriors had not yet realized that the warriors in front of them were no longer the sailors who had fled to the deserted island, but had become a group of well-equipped orc warriors.

Each orc warrior had five flying spears in his hand. When all the flying spears were thrown, the faceless warriors who rushed up from behind stepped on the bodies of the first batch of faceless warriors who rushed up and climbed over the three barriers formed by sharpened logs.

Led by Kalancuo, the orc warriors howled and rushed out from the edge of the dense forest, waving short axes and fighting with the faceless warriors. Kalancuo rushed to the front, like a meat grinder that kept spinning. No one could resist her sword.

Justus also turned into a half-siren, rushed into the battlefield and fought side by side with the orc warriors. His fighting skills were somewhat similar to the close combat with Becky. He would always use bone spurs to pierce the most fatal part of the faceless warriors when fighting with them in close combat. His body was flexible and resilient, and the bone spurs in his hands always pierced out from incredible places.

Katarina did not join the battle. She stayed by my side step by step. Even if those faceless warriors could not get through the human wall of orc warriors, she remained unmoved.

I did not cast any harmful magic, but activated the four-series stone drum totem, giving the orc warriors stronger skin and faster speed. Then, I will apply ice shields to the orc warriors in danger. Once an orc warrior is besieged by more than two faceless warriors, there is no doubt that he rushed too far forward.

I will put an ice shield on him so that he can retreat calmly and shrink into his own formation.

Battle formation is a skill that the dwarf Bernd gave to the orc warriors after he came to Xinliu Valley.

In order to make these orc warriors accustomed to the battle formation, the dwarf Bernd spent a lot of effort. From the beginning of the encirclement of the goblins in the underground caves of Xinliu Valley, he deliberately let the orc warriors form teams and cooperate with each other in battle, and told these orc warriors that the fight on the battlefield is not a one-person battle.

At this time, the faceless mystic who had rushed to the center of the clearing in the forest had begun to dance with his tentacles, and his body was emitting layers of magical aura of dark elements. A huge blue hexagram array rose from the feet of the faceless mystic. There were huge magical fluctuations on the sky-blue magic lines. The strange magic runes in the array seemed to have great attraction to me. I stopped casting spells and looked at those strange runes with full concentration.

There is no doubt that these runes are some water runes, but they do not exist in any code of the Royal Magic Academy. They are the unique water runes of the mystic of the dark forces of the Abyss Hell. In the few seconds when the hexagram appeared, I memorized the six groups of patterns on the array.

The magic of the Faceless Mystic has taken shape. It is a huge vortex of sea water rising little by little from its feet. However, there is not so much sea water in the clearing in the forest. This vortex of water is more like a tornado. However, in this huge tornado, there are countless small water droplets. These small water droplets are constantly rotating in the vortex. After a moment, they turn into a mist. This is clearly a small storm.

The huge vortex spreads around and gradually covers the entire clearing in the forest.

The faceless warriors are not affected by the vortex, but the orc warriors in the storm have suffered enough. They are hit by violent raindrops and can't open their eyes. For a while, the battlefield is full of dangers. The orc warriors rely on excellent hard leather armor to avoid major casualties, but because of this storm, many orc warriors have suffered varying degrees of minor injuries.

Kalancuo stood in the storm and chopped down a faceless warrior who rushed up. He turned his head and shouted to me in the face of the storm: "Jijia!"

A golden sea appeared under my feet, and dark clouds rolled behind me, lightning and thunder flashed. I drew a huge magic pattern array, and then injected most of the magic power in my body into it. Although this is just an extremely simple ice magic "freeze", I am targeting the entire storm circle created by the faceless mystic. I am not sure how effective this "freeze" is, but I will do my best.

"Freeze"

The next second, all the small water droplets in the entire storm vortex condensed into fine ice particles, and the clearing in the forest turned into a world of ice and snow in a second.

The ice particles hit the faceless warriors, and a trace of ice flames kept burning on them, condensing into a layer of ice armor on them.

Just like that, the storm vortex created by the faceless mystic suddenly disappeared, and what followed was the ice and snow all over the sky.

These orc warriors have long been accustomed to fighting in an environment of ice and snow, but these faceless warriors in the ocean are in an environment below zero degrees. They are covered with a thick layer of frost and snow, and their bodies begin to become stiff. Originally, after leaving the sea, their bodies became clumsy, and now they are covered with a layer of ice armor. Every time they move, ice chips will fall from their bodies, and the faceless warriors are at a loss.

A more intense shouting and killing sound came from the tree-lined road. It was obvious that the group of barbarian slaves, led by the tauren Luka, successfully copied the retreat of the faceless warriors. The battle suddenly broke out behind the faceless team, and the situation was reversed. This group of faceless warriors were surrounded by us in the clearing in the forest.

In the chaos, the minotaur Luka was like a train, his eyes bloodshot, roaring and rushing towards the faceless mystic in the middle of the clearing in the forest. He was wearing a full-coverage armor with black iron patterns of fine gold magic, and his whole body was completely wrapped in an iron can. All the faceless warriors who tried to stop him along the way were knocked over by him savagely. Behind Luka followed a team of even crazier barbarian slaves, who chopped the crowd like cutting melons and vegetables, and the faceless warriors were chopped up.

Seeing this, Katarina beside me suddenly ran two steps and disappeared in front of me. When she appeared again, she was already fifty or sixty meters away from me. She held a kukri in one hand and a sword breaker in the other hand, and rushed straight towards the faceless mystic. Her figure kept disappearing and reappearing, making people unpredictable, like a ball of jumping flames. All the faceless warriors who tried to attack Katarina were empty.

At the same time, Kalancuo stepped on a faceless warrior and jumped high, raising her double-edged sword in the air. Her position on the battlefield was not far from the sleepless mystic. She jumped high like this, showing a parabolic trajectory in the air, and chopped down the faceless mystic with a magnificent sword.

The three of them arrived in front of the faceless mystic at almost the same time. Kalancuo chopped down with an unstoppable momentum. Just when the faceless mystic wanted to resist with tentacles, the minotaur hit it, and the "collision" made it a little dizzy.

In just such a moment, a sharp knife flashed, and its tentacles were cut off by Katarina.

Watching the tentacles leave your body is not the most terrifying thing.

What's more terrifying is the sword that fell from the head of the faceless mystic, with a slight sound of breaking through the air, and fell head-on... The huge body was split in half by Kalancuo's sword.

Three different weapons were inserted into the body of the Faceless Mystic at the same time, leaving the Faceless leader with no chance to resist. He was killed by Kalancuo, Luka, and Katarina.

At the moment when the Faceless leader fell, the Faceless warriors on the battlefield fell into a leaderless melee. The barbarian slaves who came out from the tree-lined road behind were completely slaughtering. They were like a group of extremely shameless predators. While beheading the Faceless warriors, they piled their tentacles together, looking like they were hoarding food.

The Faceless warriors were terrified and had no intention of fighting. They fled around in the open space in the forest, but sadly found that they were surrounded by dense forests with vines. The retreat had been completely blocked by the brutal barbarians...