The players in the Black Dragon Castle didn't have to wait for long.
In fact, four to five hours after the Orcs' first attack, the players noticed that the Orc camp was getting restless.
This time, the entire Orc camp was mobilized, and close to 30,000 troops were mobilized …
The boundless orc army began to move along the hillside to the other side of the Black Dragon Castle, gradually completing the encirclement.
Although the castle was surrounded, the players in the Black Dragon Castle weren't worried because of the Teleportation Portal.
On the contrary, they looked at the dense mass of Half-Orcs with expectant expressions.
"Is the second attack finally starting?"
"Good heavens! This time, everyone is surrounding us. Is the final battle about to start? "
"I've been on the phone for a few hours. I'm dying of anxiety."
"Hahaha! Be content! The ambushing players are still in the Elf Forest and the Gloom Mountain Range. "
"Pfft … How long are they going to wait? Aren't they going to kill monsters? "
"I'm not sure. It seems like they received a solo mission. Maybe they're waiting for us to be locked in battle with the Orcs before launching a surprise attack."
"Gosh! Are they in charge of harvesting? That won't do. We have to work hard and kill more Orcs attacking the castle! "
"Pfft … They've been lying in ambush for a whole day. They should at least get some soup, right?"
"You don't understand. We fought for so long in the morning, but only a little over a thousand Orcs died. Those ambushing players are riding Demonic Beasts, and they can easily catch up to the Orcs. Last time, when we fought with the mercenaries, more than two hundred players with Crypt Spiders became rich!"
"Gosh! Are you serious? "
"Why would I lie to you?"
On the castle wall, the players looked at the Orcs that were moving like an endless swarm of ants and chatted animatedly. It was as though they weren't the ones besieged.
At this moment, the Orc army was in a different situation …
In the main camp of the Orcs, three tall altars were erected, one large and two small.
Complicated and mysterious patterns were drawn on the altar, forming a symbol made of a bow and snowflakes.
Thirty-six orc priests, under the leadership of three silver-ranked priests, were following the orc high priest and kowtowing to the altar.
Their faces were painted with paint, and their expressions were fanatical …
As for the Half-Orc High Priest, he held an ancient Book of Winter and the Hunt and prayed devoutly.
"Father Oulleur, we worship you!"
"Father God, Oulleur, all glory is yours!"
"You are the master of the hunt, you are the master of winter, you are the only father of the orcs …"
"We were originally the dust of the world. It was you who gave us great power. We were originally the sinners of the world. It was you who didn't leave us and let us receive your grace …"
"Please cleanse us with your faith and expel the hesitation in our hearts. Please illuminate us with your radiance and bestow upon us endless power …"
Her voice was majestic and sacred.
After the expansion of the Divine Spell, the devout prayer resounded throughout the entire Orc camp.
And all the orcs who heard the prayer could not help but kneel down and start praying word by word according to the high priest's words …
In the blink of an eye, the orc army around them all knelt down.
They muttered to themselves. Some looked terrified, some looked devout, some looked fanatical, and some looked confused …
They were all different.
And with the orcs' prayers, the three altars suddenly started to bloom with radiance!
It was already past noon, and the afternoon sun added a trace of warmth to the bleak autumn.
However, this warmth was quickly blown away by a gust of cold wind …
"Achoo!"
On the walls of the Black Dragon Castle, a player who did not adjust the temperature suddenly sneezed.
"Why do I suddenly feel a little cold?"
He tightened the armor on his body and shivered involuntarily before turning off his temperature perception.
"You didn't feel wrong, it's really cold …"
Another player rubbed his reddened nose and interjected.
"Look! In the sky! To the south! "
Suddenly, an exclamation came from the city wall as a player pointed to the sky in the south and shouted in surprise.
For a moment, everyone looked in the direction he pointed …
In the sky, dark clouds floated without anyone noticing.
These dark clouds were constantly converging in the direction of the orc army's main camp in the south …
At this moment, the sky in the south had already turned into a rolling sea of clouds. It was dark and dense, forming into a mass …
Not only that, but the dense dark clouds were still expanding and rolling non-stop ….
The temperature continued to drop …
"This is … the dark clouds formed by the condensation of Magic Power in the air!"
Feeling the terrifying energy in the dark clouds, Saintess Alice's pupils shrank slightly.
"Dark clouds formed by Magic Power?"
"Damn … how much Magic Power is there!"
The players were startled.
Below the dark clouds, in the central camp of the orcs.
There were three silver-gray lights that were constantly shining.
And as the lights shone, the dark clouds in the sky rolled more violently, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop …
For a moment, the players on the city wall were attracted by the flashing lights.
"What's that?"
"Let me use [Eagle Eye] to see … Hmm? It looks like an altar! "
An archer player said in surprise.
"Altar? What's the orcs doing? "
Just as the players were puzzled, sparkling and translucent dots suddenly floated down from the sky …
"It … It's snowing?"
The players looked at each other in bewilderment.
Just as the snowflakes drifted down, a sacred and majestic force suddenly erupted from the orc camp!
The three shining altars released silver Holy Light and soared into the sky.
The Holy Light stirred up the dark clouds in the sky, and the dark clouds continued to rotate, attracted by the Holy Light. The two intertwined and rotated like two tornadoes made of dark clouds and ice and snow.
The tornadoes rotated to the extreme … and then suddenly began to be absorbed by the three altars.
The dark clouds and ice and snow rushed into the altars along with the fierce wind …
For a moment, the three altars seemed to have transformed into three bottomless pits with infinite suction force.
In just a few seconds, the originally dense dark clouds were absorbed by the altars, and the entire sky became blue again as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion …
However, this calm only lasted for a few seconds.
After absorbing the dark clouds formed by Magic Power, the three altars suddenly released a bright light again, and then three silver-gray light pillars rose up.
The three silver-gray light pillars intertwined and finally turned into a silver-gray light gate!
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Sorry, I caught a cold today.
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