The Witcher: Son of the Planes

The sky was particularly long on this day. The stars were just slowly sinking into the horizon, and the sky was dyed with a blood-red afterglow like the blood solidified on the battlefield. The earth was shaking, as if foreshadowing the coming disaster.

In the distance, a dark shadow gradually expanded. It was a huge army composed of more than two million natives from the Acacia Plane. They came like a tide and covered the entire field of vision.

At the forefront were 23 giant acacia trees, surrounded by more than 20,000 Kanin wasps, closely followed by more than two million goblins.

As they approached, the air was filled with a pungent sour smell, mixed with a hint of honey and sweetness. The pebbles on the ground jumped due to the vibration, and the trees swayed in the strong wind, seeming to be struggling in fear.

The roars and buzzes of the Acacia natives intertwined to form a harsh and noisy sound that echoed in every corner of the wizard's base.

As expected, the natives from the acacia plane finally came in force.

Lina and the others were very well prepared. The two wizard towers had sufficient energy, and the three floating ships had risen into the air early. They were ready to release the magic cannon at the back and top of the wizard tower.

As the Yangcai natives continue to approach, the slave cannon fodder and the Chilan warriors have long been ready. This is a battle of life and death. Both the wizards and the Yangcai natives know that they have no way out. They can only move forward and break through. The front rush blocks until the opponent is completely killed.

In front of millions of people, individuals are so insignificant, especially the frontline soldiers on both sides, who feel even more profoundly. They don’t know how many rounds they can last, and they only hope that their sacrifice can bring benefits to their side. to the final victory.

The goblins on the opposite side began to charge. They crossed the giant acacia tree and roared towards the wizard base. More than 10,000 Kanin wasps also divided up to cooperate with the goblins' charge.

The slave cannon fodder has long been hungry and thirsty, but the control from the depths of their souls forces them to calm down and wait for the final instructions.

Chilan warriors stood all over the walls of the wizard base, holding bowstrings in their hands, ready to release the anger in their hearts at any time.

The few knights and knight attendants are already ready to go, waiting for the orders of the commander of the wizard base. They are passionate, they are brave, they have strong fighting spirit and morale, they are the spears of the wizard world, they are indestructible.

The wizards and wizard apprentices behind did not prepare any single attack spells. Instead, under Ron's guidance, they were constructing a large compound spell, ready to give the opponent a fatal blow at any time.

The distance between the two sides kept getting closer, and the slave cannon fodder in the front row could clearly see the facial expressions of the goblins. Some were staring at them with hatred, while others were panicking and being dragged forward helplessly. Some are rushing, and some are looking around with wandering eyes, all of which are different.

Seeing that the opponent was approaching the predetermined position, Lina used the amplification technique to loudly shout the command "attack, crush them!"

Hearing Lina's command voice, the wasps on the opposite side also encouraged the goblins again in their own unique way.

The distance between the two sides was less than ten meters, five meters, three meters, and they finally collided together, like waves hitting the rocks, constantly stirring up waves.

The decline of the Goblins for hundreds of years has led to the continuous decline of metallurgical technology. Although they are the ones holding weapons, they cannot cause much damage to the slave cannon fodder in front of them.

Not to mention their short stature, several Goblins are often unable to deal with one slave cannon fodder. These slave cannon fodders are like hungry wild wolves. As long as they catch a Goblin, life or death, they will stuff it into their mouths and chew it. , like a starving ghost who never has enough to eat.

This was the first time for the goblins to see such an enemy, and their passion for fighting to the death gradually faded away. However, on the battlefield, there was no way out, and they were not allowed to retreat. They could only persevere, hoping that other tribesmen would give these damned things a chance. The alien fatal blow.

The battle line between the two sides was very long, several kilometers long in front of the wizard base. Colin, who was at the rear, could easily see that the goblins were no match for the slave cannon fodder, but the huge number made up for this shortcoming, making The battle line was stable and did not advance any closer to either side.

The Kanin Wasps also arrived near the battle line, firing their spikes at the slave cannon fodder in the front row. Although they were not big in size, their lethality was far inferior to that of the goblins below.

A single concentrated shooting of more than ten thousand Kanin wasps killed more than three thousand slave cannon fodder.

The Acacia natives were showing off their power, and the Chilan warriors on the wizard's side did not stop attacking. The same concentrated shot had an even more obvious effect, taking away 30,000 goblins.

The knights in the rear have not yet launched an attack. They are still waiting for the giant acacia trees to approach. Their mission targets are mainly those huge acacia trees.

The compound witchcraft of the wizards in the base is about to take shape. With the continuous injection of magic power by the wizards, the witch formation has gathered the required energy. After a bright light, the sky becomes extremely bright, with thunder and lightning, and the wind and clouds Discoloration.

The fire and thunder star rain, from top to bottom, was like small burning meteorites, smashing towards the front line where the goblins gathered. The power of the spell was like a flash flood, and like an angry magma, sweeping through the front line. The entire Goblin tribe.

Many of the goblins that were directly hit were vaporized. The other goblins around them roared in pain, trying to put out the flames on their bodies. From time to time, there were goblins jumping around, and they led the flames on their bodies to their companions next to them, triggering a new round of riots.

This fire and thunder star shower caused the demise of more than 30,000 goblins on the front line. Taking advantage of the panic of the goblins, the slave cannon fodder pushed the battle line of both sides forward five meters. From time to time, you can see the scene of the slave cannon fodder stuffing the roasted goblins into their mouths.

Perhaps in their opinion, cooked goblins are not much better than raw ones, but the taste is slightly different.

Their eyes released bloodthirsty and hungry light, all of which told of their desire for food and contempt for life.

The acacia giant trees finally arrived, but they did not directly break into the goblin battle line, but went around to the other side of the wizard base, preparing to directly attack the base wall.

The knights and minotaurs were also fully prepared. They knew it was their turn to appear. Some of the Chilan warriors on the wall also aimed at the giant acacia tree that was bypassing.

After releasing the fire thunder star rain, some wizards and wizard apprentices inside the base also returned to the wizard tower and airship, preparing to use these powerful defense systems to launch long-range attacks.