Mournful shouts echoed in the Dark Elven Clan. More than half of the Ancient War Trees, the Dark Elves' strongest defensive force, had already decayed. Now, these crazy Ash Beastmen didn't have to spend much effort to break through the outer defensive line.
And this wasn't over … Many silhouettes could be seen flickering within the already dimmer smoke. It only took a few seconds for the Ash Beastmen to start charging again, but a shocking change occurred.
On the left side of the Ash Beastmen's army, countless Dark Elves wearing simple and crude armor like the Ash Beastmen rushed out. Their eyes were also flickering with a glossy blue color, and their expressions were frighteningly sinister and crazy.
On the right side of the Ash Beastmen, a group of similarly controlled Firerock Dwarves also rushed out of the black smoke.
The Dark Elven Clan was already having a hard time resisting a single Ash Beastman, but now, there was another group of Dark Elves and Firerock Dwarves. In an instant, the outermost defensive line was broken through.
The Beastman slaves brandished their crude weapons and rushed to the front, while the Dark Elves on the left side that had been infected by evil power started frantically casting. The magic patterns on their bodies shone one after another, and they simply didn't have any pattern to their casting. It looked like they were releasing all their spells at once.
Countless flames, ice, Wind Blades, and Dark Arrows transformed into a chaotic spellstorm that poured down on the Dark Elven Clan.
The Ash Beastmen's Flying Riders kept diving down and throwing poisoned spears, while the Demon Warlocks kept casting Abyssal Spells. Countless meteors carrying a strong smell of sulfur fell down on the Dark Elven Clan.
The Firerock Dwarves on the right side were the craziest. Countless hammers were thrown from their hands, and several hundred hammers wrapped in lightning fell towards the Dark Elven Clan without any target.
They didn't have a single bit of coordination in their battle, and they were completely crazy. But this kind of craziness, with the abilities of the three races, strangely fused into a strange flood of spears, hammers, and spell storms.
That flood covered a corner of the Dark Elven Clan's defenses and crushed them with an unreasonable attitude.
Countless buildings were flattened, and even some of the remaining Ancient War Trees were suppressed by this violent power.
An Ancient War Tree swung its arm, but just as it raised its hand, it was forcibly torn to pieces by a flood of spells mixed with spears, hammers, and other weapons.
In the blink of an eye, the branches and leaves of the Ancient War Tree were torn apart by this pure and chaotic power. Even a layer of the ground was scraped off. Cracks began to appear on the hardest trunk of the Ancient War Tree.
At the next moment, the Ancient War Tree, which only had its trunk left, was forcefully uprooted from the ground by the powerful torrent of power.
At this moment, the Ancient War Tree was like a small sapling that had encountered a torrent. It had no resistance at all and was crushed by that tyrannical power.
Everything within a few hundred meters was torn apart by the chaotic flood. The few dozen Dark Elves only managed to resist for a few seconds before being submerged by the flood.
After the flood, a large group of Beastman slaves roared as they rushed into the gap, while the Dark Elves and Firerock Dwarves in the back didn't seem to have any intention of stopping casting.
A large number of spells and hammers were thrown, and the first to be torn apart were the fastest Beastman slaves.
And what made the Dark Elves feel a chill was that not only did these Ash Beastmen not care, but they were even more ferocious, and the Demon Warlocks in the back didn't seem to have any intention of slowing down their casting. At this time, the number of Beastman slaves being injured was even higher than the number of Dark Elves killed.
"Hold on! Hurry! We have to hold on! "
"We absolutely can't let them rush in!"
The Dark Elves in the clan kept roaring. Everyone knew that if they allowed these crazy three races to rush in, the Dark Elven Clan would inevitably be torn to shreds by these lunatics who didn't fear life and death!
At this time, Lin Yun faintly frowned as he watched the battle from within the Dark Elven Clan. He then slowly landed on the ground and looked for Reina and the others.
"The situation isn't good. I hadn't expected so many Dark Elves and Firerock Dwarves to be controlled. The three Heaven Rank powerhouses simply can't make a move. If we don't help, the Dark Elven Clan might become history …"
Anderfa floated in the air and sneered.
"What's going on? We should hurry up and leave. I don't know what that black fog is, but even the three Heaven Rank powerhouses can barely resist it. We don't even know what's going on, and with so many of the three races infected by evil, we might not be able to make a move … "
Lin Yun glanced at Anderfa. That guy wanted to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible, and he didn't have a good impression of the Dark Elves, so he naturally wasn't willing to make a move.
Lin Yun looked around and saw that the others didn't say anything. Reina was expressionless, and Xiuban knew that his objection was useless, so he accepted his fate.
Zeuss frowned but didn't say anything, tacitly agreeing with Lin Yun 'decision.
"How is Elsa?"
Lin Yun glanced at the treehouse in front of them.
"Still the same, unconscious. I don't know when she'll wake up."
Anderfa indifferently said before continuing to persuade Lin Yun.
"Merlin, this situation is too dangerous, let's leave this place."
Lin Yun shook his head and only said one sentence.
"I can't watch as the Dark Elven Clan is destroyed, you should understand."
Anderfa unhappily sighed and didn't retort.
Lin Yun arranged a defensive array outside Elsa's treehouse and then led everyone to fly towards the battlefield.
Although the three great races infected by evil were crazy and powerful, their numbers couldn't compare to the Dark Elves in the Dark Elven Clan's headquarters. Moreover, the Dark Elves had the geographical advantage, and as the defending side, they had a bit of an advantage.
Unfortunately, the Dark Elves had been suffering misfortune, and their strength had been severely damaged. Moreover, their defensive weapon, the Ancient War Trees, had suffered disastrous losses. Now, counterattacking was a bit strenuous.
The Dark Elves' defensive line kept being pushed back. As for the three races infected by evil, they were going crazy and kept charging. Even the controlled Dark Elves and Demon Warlocks were frantically rushing towards the Dark Elven Clan while casting spells.
"We can't hold on! What should we do? "
"We have to hold on! If we retreat any further, we will reach our clan's headquarters! There aren't many Ancient War Trees there to help us!"
"It's no good, their spell suppression is too powerful, we simply can't hold on …"
The group of Dark Elves at the forefront kept shouting. The commander was clenching his teeth. One of his arms had been blown off by a spell, but he was still angrily glaring as he kept casting spells to defend. Unfortunately, more and more Ancient War Trees were being destroyed, and without the Ancient War Trees, their magic resistance plummeted.
Seeing those Demon Warlocks casting together, they retreated to the last Ancient War Tree in front of them. Countless Meteors fell down like a rainstorm, and the spells they cast were like small flames rushing into a rainstorm, submerged in an instant.
Despair appeared in the hearts of the group of Dark Elves. They could no longer resist. After losing this last line of defense, there were only a few Ancient War Trees left to help defend.
With the Ancient War Trees around, most spells could be blocked by them. This was the Dark Elves' best defense, but if this line of defense was breached, the three races controlled by evil would be able to charge into the interior of the Dark Elven Clan. There, only the Dark Elves themselves would be able to resist these lunatics.
The final outcome could already be foreseen. The Dark Elves' Ancient Life Trees would be overthrown by these evil lunatics.
At this time, the two to three hundred Dark Elves frantically cast spells, no longer caring about mana consumption. They didn't even care about the consumption of their vitality. If they couldn't resist, the Dark Elven Clan would be destroyed today!
Unfortunately, their spells could only block a small part of the spells, they couldn't block the majority of the spells and could only helplessly watch as those spells mixed together and formed a chaotic flood of spells.
At this time, Anderfa's insolent cursing echoed in the air.
"Damnit, a bunch of b * stards, Uncle Anderfa actually came to save you Dark Elves today, it's really unappetizing …"
Before he could finish his words, all the Dark Elves saw a rapidly rotating wheeled Magic Tool with three arrogant faces floating above it.
At the same time, all the Dark Elves saw Lin Yun's silhouette floating in the air.
Lin Yun opened the Book of Death with his left hand and raised his Draconic Staff with his right hand. He opened his mouth and chanted a word. In an instant, a solid rune flew out of Lin Yun's mouth and rapidly grew, instantly turning into a huge rune.
The blazing red rune exploded in the air, and in an instant, a ten-meter-big flaming vortex appeared in the air. In the center of the flaming vortex, a red membrane of light rapidly appeared. It was like a Planar Gate, and countless Flame Spears, Bursting Fireballs, Fire God's Hands, and Fire Dragons spurted out of it.
In an instant, several dozen spells spurted out from within. The boundless fire spells burst together and transformed into a dozen-meter-thick Flaming Storm that fiercely attacked the spell storm in front of them.
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