The Half-Orc army was attacking!
When Demacia posted the screenshot of the Half-Orc army on the forum, the players exploded.
"Damn! They're finally here?! I've been moving bricks in the game for more than half a month. I'm sick of it. "
"Thirty thousand Half-Orcs! That's thirty thousand lottery tickets! It's not a dream to have a full set of Six Gods equipment! "
"I was caught off guard … I thought the officials would make an announcement about the Half-Orcs' attack or something … In the end, they appeared on the map without a sound."
"Well, 'Elven Nation' has always been annoying. They first do the prelude and wait for the players to trigger it before the system prompt appears. It's quite a surprise."
"Surprise my foot. Triggering the plot depends on luck. It's just a game of European King and Liver Emperor …"
"It's better than a rich person's game, right?"
"Pfft … What game isn't a rich person's game? Look at Salty Meow. Money is justice. "
"But he's not only a European King, but he's also half a Liver Emperor. He's the real boss who's rich, rich, and liver!"
"That's right. If you don't like it, quit the game! There are still twenty million players waiting. Funny. "
"…"
The forum was filled with joy and excitement, but there was no tension or fear in the face of war.
However, it was not without worries.
"Speaking of which … the number of Half-Orcs is too exaggerated? Did we win? "
Of course, such voices were quickly drowned out by others.
"Tsk … Would the officials set up a plot that you can't win? Wouldn't the game collapse then? Wouldn't the lousy producers be scolded to death? "
"That's right! Since the enemy has so many people, the officials must have calculated directly according to our strength! At most, it'll be a little difficult. According to the plot, it'll be over! "
"Agreed. Think about it … We have more than ten thousand players now. The number of players online is almost always above five thousand. Moreover, since the summer event started, most of them have reached level 11 in these few days. Thirty thousand Half-Orcs, that's a matter of one person killing six! "
"Yes! And if there's really any difficulty, we can ask the NPC to summon Goddess Eve! That's the ceiling of combat power in the game. "
Even so, there were still some who remained calm.
"Don't get too excited. Orcs are different from shadowy monsters. I'm a Second Beta Gamer. I've personally experienced their combat power. They are very strong."
"That's right. Although these beastmen are simple-minded, their battle prowess is still very strong. But … our current combat power has also improved a lot. If we really fight, it should be close to 50%, right? "
"They are also pinning their hopes on the Goddess. Didn't Alice say that the True Gods can't personally participate in the War of Faith? The Goddess is only allowed to be summoned under certain circumstances. I don't think we'll be able to summon the Goddess in this war. At least we'll have to rely on ourselves when fighting against the Orcs. "
"That's right. The Goddess is so powerful. If she's really summoned, what's the point of fighting?"
…
"Is it finally here?"
When Demacia and the other players saw the Orc army, Eve, who had marked them in advance, also received the news.
She moved her heart and entered the field of vision of Demacia and the others. She immediately saw the Orc army all over the mountains and plains.
The Divine Sense of a True God was extremely powerful and sharp. Even if she only diverted a little of her attention into the field of vision of the players, Eve could see through most of the Orcs.
"It's indeed an army of 30,000 … and they're very strong! Nearly half of them are above the middle level of Dark Iron. But … the good thing is that their equipment is a little weak. "
The improvement of equipment to combat power was still very obvious.
Most of the players' equipment were Rare Blue equipment and above that were exchanged in the Exchange Shop. Those equipment were recycled by Eve and reforged with her Divine Power. The quality was very good.
If the individual strength of the players was weaker than the Orcs, then with equipment, the gap would be reduced a lot.
"Silver aura … there are about 20 of them, but the most eye-catching are the 10 Giant Beasts!"
"Although the strongest of these Giant Beasts is only at the middle level of Silver, if I'm not wrong, they should be the Behemoth Giant Beasts recorded in the inheritance! They are the descendants of the Titans of the Ancient Gods era! "
"And the descendants of the Titans … they can't be looked at with common sense. Although they only have the strength of Silver, to the Dark Iron players, their destructive power is probably not inferior to the Gold."
The Titans and the Megalosaurus were the same, they were the Gold Race.
Creatures with the bloodline of the Gold Race were always stronger than those of the same level. Although they could not defeat those of a higher level, when facing those weaker than them, they could explode with terrifying damage that far exceeded those of the same level.
"There are only two people with the Gold aura … Could it be, in the news from the Dark Dwarves, the Chief High Priest of the Orcs and their leader, the Lionheart King?"
Eve's heart was slightly moved.
"This is probably the strength of the Orcs on the surface. If it was a normal war, it would be enough."
"But since it's a war of faith … then the power of a True God will definitely not be absent. Although the Gods themselves will not be involved, Oulleur will definitely send a Legendary-level follower!"
Eve pondered for a moment and strengthened her Divine Sense slightly. She intended to observe the Orc army further so that she could give more accurate orders to the players.
However, at this moment, she suddenly saw the owner of the "vision" climb down from the observation deck.
"Huh? What is Demacia doing? Is he retreating? "
Eve was slightly stunned.
However, what surprised him was that Demacia didn't walk back. Instead, he took off his equipment and dug a hole to bury himself in the ground. At the same time, he shivered in the cold wind and said to the other two players, "Let's go back.
"The Orcs are too slow! And looking at the direction they are heading … they might not be on our side. Quickly bury the equipment and we will go over ourselves. "
"Hmm … Let's keep the weapons. Later, we will raise the weapons and rush over. I see that you have brought an extra white sword. Sell it to me. My sword is epic. I dare not lose it. "
"Hiss … It's too cold. I'd better turn off the heat sensor. I shouldn't freeze to death."
After that, Demacia paused for a moment and stopped shivering.
"You two should hurry up. We will run faster. I estimate that we can reach the Orcs in fifteen minutes. If we are lucky, we can even get dinner."
"Today, I will let you see how I fooled the Orcs! Let's see if I can fool them again today! "
Demacia said proudly.
The two low-level players were speechless.
This … Is he going to be a spy again?
Eve did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Demacia's face was filled with excitement.
He buried the equipment and turned off the heat sensor. Then, he led the two players who were pale from the cold but were equally excited and ran in the direction of the Orcs.
As he ran, Demacia started a live broadcast and named the channel "Demacia Takes You Around the Orc Camp". Then, he posted all the links on the forum.
Soon, the players who were attracted by the Orcs rushed into the live broadcast room with curiosity.
"Pfft … Demacia, are you going to be a spy again?"
"Don't tell me, he is good at locators."
"Hahahaha …"
Demacia moved quickly.
Along the way, he did not hide at all. He swaggered and held a simple sword high, as if he was afraid that the Orcs would not see him. He shouted as he ran.
Naturally, the Orcs also noticed the elves who were gradually approaching.
"Elves?"
Lionheart King Imsh and the Chief High Priestess looked at the three players running towards them barefoot and brandishing their swords. They were wearing thin clothes, their faces pale from the cold, and they were running towards them barefoot while brandishing their swords.
"Capture them."
The Lionheart King Imosh said in a deep voice.
Soon, a group of Beastmen swarmed forward and tied up the few fellows who seemed to have lost their minds and were running around in a panic.
Unexpectedly, the three elves only struggled for a moment before the Orcs took away their weapons and tied them up in front of the Lionheart King Imosh and the Chief High Priest.
This … was definitely a big BOSS in the plot!
Looking at the equipment on the Lionheart King Imsh and the Chief High Priestess, which were obviously of a higher grade than the Half-Beastmen around them, and feeling the pressure from them that originated from the strong, Demacia's eyes widened in excitement.
Looking at Demacia's big, round eyes, the Chief High Priestess knitted her brows.
The Lionheart King Imosh looked at the three elves with interest, then looked at the Chief High Priest.
"Your Excellency, these three elves … You see …"
"Kill them and use them as sacrifices."
The Chief High Priest's expression was cold.
Demacia's smile froze on his face.
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