< img height="1" width="1" style="display:none" src="https://www.facebook.com/tr?id=433806094867034&ev=PageView&noscript=1" />

Text:

Comment:

Home > Fantasy > Age of Adepts > Chapter 817

Chapter 817

Words:2350Update:22/06/26 07:38:24

Report

The Demonic Machine Army under the banner of the Witches of Destiny was the fourth team to pass through the Plane Gate.

As there were many acolyte-level goblins in the team, the Scarlet Magi had no choice but to cast defensive spells on them and make them drink defensive potions.

However, in the process of passing through the Planar Gate, 12 goblins were crushed into a bloody mist by the distorted force of the plane.

The feeling of passing through the Planar Gate was very strange. Grimm felt that it only took an instant, but the A.I. Chip recorded it as a blank for 17 seconds. In those 17 seconds, Grimm was obviously in a strange state of spatial transition. His brain could not break through the shackles of time and perceive the process.

Grimm had a feeling that if he could maintain the activity of his spiritual force during this state of spatial transition, he might be able to influence the entire teleportation process.

It was a pity that Alice's spatial innate talent had completely turned into the innate talent of Destiny. Otherwise, he might have been able to learn something from her.

Grimm opened his eyes with a trace of strange fantasy, and was immediately shocked by the bloody and cruel scene of war before him.

The area where the teleportation gate was located was a desolate plain. Everywhere was withered and cracked earth and gravel of various sizes. At this moment, there were tens of thousands of creatures and monsters crowding near the teleportation gate, using their own or enemy's blood to irrigate every inch of the land.

The tens of thousands of undead that had rushed through the teleportation gate were now crowding around it, using their bloated and ugly bodies to block the enemy's advance. Fighting them to the death were groups of tall and muscular otherworld orcs.

They had tall and strong bodies, wide bloody mouths, and terrifying fangs protruding from their lips. Their eyes were as large as copper bells, and their huge muscles were filled with explosive power. Their skin was light green, their pores were thick, and their blood vessels were as thick as small snakes. They wore simple and crude animal skins or half-body armor, and their exposed skin was covered with strange indigo patterns.

Their weapons were very primitive.

They were either thick stone rods, huge wolf tooth clubs, or huge metal axes or war hammers that made one's heart palpitate. From their weapons, it could be seen that these orcs were not good at metal smelting. The metal weapons they used were too simple and primitive. They did not have the exquisite forging patterns and dazzling cold glints of human weapons.

However, with their brute force, these crude weapons were still able to unleash shocking power in their hands!

They didn't have any spells or abilities. Instead, they relied on their powerful bodies and terrifying strength to fight against the Undead Army, Half-Shadow Army, and Spirit Army. However, every time they let out a deafening battle roar, the complicated tattoos on their bodies would surge with a powerful bloodline power, greatly increasing their strength, speed, physique, recovery ability, and magic resistance.

Grimm stood in front of the portal, squinting his eyes as he silently observed the huge, chaotic, and bloody battlefield.

With the help of the A.I. Chip's powerful vision, Grimm could sense everything within a seven kilometre radius. When he shifted his attention to a certain area, the A.I. Chip would quickly enlarge the panoramic view of the area and present it to him.

Grimm could clearly see that the orc army in front of him was not a primitive tribe like he had imagined. Instead, it was a powerful race that had a clear division of labor and methods of warfare.

At this moment, the ones fighting the Witches at the front were the green-skinned orcs that he had seen earlier. At first glance, they looked like barbaric and violent warriors, completely relying on brute force and bravery to fight equally terrifying enemies.

Behind the green-skinned orcs, Grimm saw Harpies with eagle bodies and human faces, Gnolls that could throw short spears, Centaur Warriors that could both close and far, Orc Shamans that had strange totems drawn on their faces, Mammoth War Elephants that were as tall as small mountains, and Cyclopes that could hurl two-meter-wide boulders hundreds of meters away …

This was not a group of barbaric natives without intelligence, but a true orc army!

Fortunately, their numbers didn't seem to be too high.

At the very least, they had not reached the point where the Witches could not handle them.

At the beginning of the war, the Witches' advance party had risked their lives to bury a positioning stone here to continuously guide the Witches of the Magus World to the direction of the teleportation portal. With the guidance of the Orc God, the nearby Orc tribes quickly gathered, and under the leadership of the Orc leader, they charged forward in a frenzy.

Fortunately, the reinforcements that had passed through the Planar Gate arrived quickly. The swarming undead army quickly clashed with the crazed Orc army. The Orc army continued to rush over, and the teleportation portal also crazily swallowed countless strange creatures.

At first, the Orcs could still block the Witches near the teleportation portal and kill them. However, as the number of creatures that passed through the portal increased, their strength also increased, and the Orc army was pushed further and further away.

Even though all the Orcs were fighting and attacking with all their might, they could not stop the Witches from pouring out endlessly.

On the ground, the Orcs were fighting with the undead and shadow creatures.

In the sky, there were strange semi-illusory spirits fighting with the eagle-bodied men.

In the air, sharpened wooden spears fell into the tide of dead spirits and corpses like raindrops, while huge rocks fell from the sky, smashing a black bloody path in the tide of corpses.

Overall, the Orc army's weapons and armors were too crude, and could not match the powerful wizard beasts that the Witches had carefully brewed. If it were not for the fact that the defensive line was too crowded, the Orc army of almost 30,000 would not have been able to withstand the attack of the wizard beasts.

Since they had already come to this battlefield, they could not just be a bored spectator.

Grimm nodded at the cloned brain Gelu, and the latter controlled the three-meter-tall mechanical body to stride towards the front of the battlefield. Behind him, rows of metallic magical machines brimming with the aura of iron and blood raised their magical ray guns high, firing synchronously while following Gru's footsteps forward.

It had to be said that the wizard beasts created by the Witches were indeed powerful, and all of them had terrifying power. However, on the battlefield, they were either clustered around each other, unable to move, or fighting alone. The entire formation was messy and disorderly, and there was no commendable coordination at all.

The Magic Machine Legion led by Gelu was completely different from the other Witches' teams. Hundreds of magic machines were organized in a neat formation. The magic ray guns in their hands might not be powerful individually, but every time they fired as a group, they would choose to overturn an area.

Under the concentrated energy rays, even the Orc Skull-Crusher, who had a tough body, would be shot to pieces in an instant. His tall and sturdy body was full of dense bloody holes.

A single volley could destroy all the Orcs within a radius of 100 meters.

With such continuous advancement, the Orc Skull-Crusher team that was within their attack range immediately became a little unstable.

This also opened up a route for the wizard beasts to advance.

Hence, in front of the Magic Machine Legion, the Dead Spirit Corpse Tide pushed forward, filling in the gaps in the Orc teams one after another, causing the Orcs' efforts to surround them to be in vain.

The performance of the Magic Machine Legion was so eye-catching that it immediately attracted the attention of many powerful Witches.

They were either floating in the sky or sitting on the backs of their Magic Pets, all of them looking at the group of inconspicuous metal magic machines in amazement.

Although the Witches present were not proficient in the technique of creating metal puppets and constructs, they all had some understanding of it. Compared to the simple and convenient Wizard Beasts, the metal puppets and constructs were extremely troublesome and trivial to create, and they also required a shocking amount of metal ore.

Hence, it was not that the Witches present did not know how to create metal puppets, but they felt that the price-to-performance ratio was far inferior to their own Dead Spirits or Shadow Creatures. It was still quite effective to use them as fixed guards in the Wizard's Pagoda. However, bringing them out to battle would cause a heartache if one were to be destroyed, and it would be extremely tedious to repair them.

He couldn't possibly bring a group of mechanics and a logistics team to transport the puppet parts every time he went out to battle, right?

It was precisely because of these various reasons that the Witches gave up on using the metal puppets as their main force in battle. However, this did not mean that the metal puppets were not powerful!

The metal puppets were loyal, powerful, and astonishingly high in defense. What was more valuable was that they never knew fatigue. As long as there was a sufficient supply of Magical Crystals, they would be like perpetual motion machines, able to fight until the moment they fell.

Almost all of the Magic Machine Legion under the banner of the Witches of Destiny were level one metal puppets.

However, the battle power they could unleash was much stronger than the disorderly Wizard Beast army in front of them, and they were much easier to use.

The many powerful Witches could also clearly see that the strange metal giant walking in front of the Magic Machine Legion was even stranger. As it strode forward, it shot out a blue energy ray from its tall metal body.

The bodies of the Magic Machines that were hit by the energy ray immediately became filled with energy, and the frequency and strength of the ray guns in their hands also increased.

Oh, this seems to be a strange energy source, able to charge the entire Magic Machine Legion from a distance …

Some of the curious Witches could not help but secretly extend their mental energy over.

Unfortunately, the energy source's tall metal body was rippling with a layer of crystal clear Energy Force Field, blocking the Witches' mental energy outside.

Oh, this is even stranger, it seems to be a strange metal lifeform …

You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.


Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.