"Ready … Fire!!" Hogan's roar pierced through the sky. The port side of the God of War, which was hundreds of meters long, suddenly shone with a dazzling light. Nearly three hundred magic crystal cannons simultaneously fired, and elemental bullets left arcs in the air, landing right in the middle of a group of Gale Wolf Warriors.
When he first joined Han Jin in Isolated Cliff City, Hogan was already an experienced mage. After the God of War was completed, Hogan spent almost all of his energy on magic crystal cannons and alchemy. Although his personal cultivation never increased, his skills and proficiency in all aspects had reached the point of perfection. Even Han Jin admitted that Hogan had become an indispensable member of their team. In fact, in the beginning, no one thought highly of Hogan. They only thought of him as a clown, a clown with useful value. Moreover, Hogan's shortcomings in life style were always criticized. If it weren't for Han Jin, he might have been killed a long time ago. Not to mention others, the leader of the Mountain Corps, Alexandre, had always held a deep grudge against Hogan. Even now, every time he saw Hogan, Alexandre did not hide his hatred. The backbone of the Mountain Corps was made up of prisoners of war from Cold Shadow City. During the process of escorting the prisoners of war, Hogan did not treat them as human beings at all. He humiliated, played, and killed them as he pleased. The hatred was deep in his bones and could not be eliminated.
However, Hogan, this clown, showed an astonishing diligence. His figure could be seen everywhere, especially in the process of reorganizing the Holy Crown City Magic Legion. Yalina did not understand military affairs, and Cain was originally just a mercenary, so his experience in this field was not as good as Yalina's. All military affairs had to be handled by Hogan, and then gradually passed on his power to Cain. When describing a person's appearance, there was a saying, "A white complexion can cover a hundred ugliness." Actually, it was the same for one's inner self. When a person had a moving strength, it could sometimes really cover up the flaws in other areas. Everyone gradually accepted Hogan, and when they talked about him behind his back, they were no longer as contemptuous as before. At most, they would discuss why that guy was so energetic. He ran around every day and did not feel tired at all. At Hallister's place, Hogan was a frequent guest. He even had a dozen maids at home, but he did not dare to bring them on the ship. They were all settled in the Holy Crown City. Even so, he was not satisfied. When he saw Han Jin in a good mood, he would often ask for female slaves, which was laughable. Of course, elders like Guevara would not discuss other people's romantic stories, but in the eyes of Morrisons and the others, Hogan was very mysterious. Everyone guessed that Hogan must have had some adventures when he was young, so his body structure or constitution was different from ordinary people. However, this kind of thing was special, so it was not good to ask face to face. Otherwise, they would really want to know more.
The landing point of the elemental bullets was very accurate, and it just happened to engulf the group of Gale Wolf warriors in the front. This fully demonstrated Hogan's attainment in cannons.
Sitting on the main seat, Harley adjusted the God of War little by little according to Hogan's instructions. The God of War was its own world. Even if it was flipped upside down, it would not affect everyone's lives. Therefore, they could use the tilt of the God of War to control the range and landing point of the magic crystal cannons. Hogan and Harley, this pair of servants, worked very well together. They had practiced many times. Hogan ordered the mages to continuously release the elemental bullets, while Harley adjusted the tilt bit by bit. The landing point of the elemental bullets quickly extended into the depths. In just a few breaths, more than half of the thousands of Gale Wolf warriors were destroyed.
There was a kind of battle that was the most comfortable. I can hit you, but you can't hit me! Hogan hid on the God of War and did not have to worry about his own safety. He only cared about pouring out the cannons. Seeing that the first round of salvo had achieved perfect results, Hogan was so excited that his face turned red. He glanced at Han Jin. Unfortunately, Han Jin's attention was still on Yalina's Eye of Penetration, which made Hogan feel more or less regretful.
The Undead Bird Army finally launched their attack. In the deep night sky, seven or eight bright stars suddenly appeared. These stars were moving and were quickly approaching the ground. However, the vertical distance between the stars and the ground was far beyond people's imagination. After a full ten breaths, the stars gradually changed from the size of a needle to the size of a bright soybean. However, they still gave people a feeling that they were unreachable.
In Yalina's Eye of Penetration, the Orcs behind her were in a mess. They dragged their children and fled in panic. Even the Mountain Giants who had just shown off their strength were like ants on a hot pan. They even rushed through the Orcs without caring about anything else. Thousands of Thunderbirds who were ready to fight changed directions and flapped their wings desperately to escape. Obviously, this was not the first time they had experienced this kind of magic, and they knew very well what it meant.
"Oh my god …" Hogan was ready to launch the next round of salvo, but when he saw this scene, he could not help but be stunned.
The Foreign Fire! This kind of magic had another name, Hellfire! This was because people believed that the mysterious flame must have been summoned from hell. Otherwise, it would not be so terrifying!
If the Nine Thunder Descent Spell was the medal of an Electric Magus, then the Foreign Fire was the proof of a Fire Magus. In other words, there were at least seven Fire Magi in the Undead Bird Army.
The stars grew larger and more dazzling. In the end, they turned into giant meteors with a diameter of about twenty meters. They crashed into the ground one after another, and the entire land instantly turned into a sea of undulating waves. Every point of impact released a blinding light. Then, pillars of fire soared into the sky, reaching hundreds of meters into the sky. Then, shock waves formed by pure tongues of fire swept out in all directions. Each shock wave was more than twenty meters tall, containing the power to destroy everything. In an instant, all existences within a thousand meters of the surrounding area were wiped out.
Large and small stones were rolled up into the sky and then fell down like raindrops. The magicians of the Undead Bird Army had already stopped and avoided the coverage of the magic effect. Yalina's Eye of Space could not see anything, only thick smoke and dust. Then, a deafening roar came from afar, sweeping across like a tsunami. Han Jin's God of War was not affected much, but many of the soldiers behind were thrown off their horses by the roar. They were tens of thousands of meters away from the magic impact point. The power of the Foreign Fire was so great that it was shocking.
"Is this the proof magic of a Fire Magus, the Foreign Fire?" Han Jin asked softly. After all, he had become an unofficial disciple of Grand Duke Solomon and had a certain understanding of magic. He was no longer as ignorant as before.
"Yes." Yalina nodded and put away her Eye of Penetration.
"It seems like …" Han Jin wanted to say something but stopped. The power of this magic was much stronger than Yalina's Nine Grid Thunder Call. How could it be the standard magic of a Fire Magus?
"If it were you, would you be afraid of my Nine Grid Thunder Call or their Foreign Fire?" Yalina knew what Han Jin wanted to say.
Han Jin paused for a moment and immediately understood. Yalina's Nine Thunder Summoning Spell was instantaneous. If he was distracted and didn't react in time, he might have been seriously injured. The Foreign Fire took too long. If he had been eating at the time, he would have had time to finish his food, clean up the dishes, and then dodge.
"I'm not afraid of any of them." Han Jin said with a smile. He was gradually getting used to teasing or "bullying" Yalina.
Yalina rolled her eyes at Han Jin coquettishly. "In a battle between the strong, no one would use the Foreign Fire, but to bully the Orcs … Hehe, who told them not to use magic to intercept it? If they used it against us, it would be useless. I can use magic to crush the Foreign Meteorites, so can Dominique."
"I can only intercept one of them." Dominique smiled.
"Isn't there still him?" Yalina pointed at Han Jin. Her confidence in Han Jin had reached a boundless level. If even Dominique could only intercept one of them, then she could only intercept one of them at most. The rest belonged to Han Jin.
"Yes, it is indeed a kind of useless magic," Han Jin said.
"What do you mean?" Yalina did not understand.
"This … It's very complicated. I can even tell you a story, but let's talk about it later." Han Jin smiled. "Harley, let's go back."
In a place where Han Jin could not see, a hundred-meter-wide pit appeared. Suddenly, a giant burning hand appeared beside the pit, and then a twenty-meter-tall giant climbed out of the pit. It looked like a stone man, but its body was spewing thick tongues of fire. The specific temperature could not be seen, but the air around the stone man had become distorted. Then the giant stone man strode forward and chased after the Orcs.
The direct damage caused by the Foreign Fire was limited. It took more than sixty breaths for it to land on the ground. Even the old, weak, sick, and disabled Orcs had fled thousands of meters away. However, this was only the beginning of the disaster, not the end.
Every army had different experiences and faced different enemies. In the end, they would form their own unique tactics and styles. Solomon's Undying Bird Army had extremely powerful long-range attacks, while his Swordsman Army and Knight Army were much weaker. After many bloody battles, the Undying Bird Army was used to facing any enemy alone and did not rely on the protection of the warriors. The Foreign Flames could make up for their lack of defense. Those Hell Puppets were enough to resist the charge of the Beastmen, and even the Behemoth Beasts could only retreat.
"Why didn't you intercept it? Speak! Why didn't you stop them?! "Affected by the violent shockwave, Rhinel finally woke up from his daze and roared.
The new Great Shaman Theodore was stunned. He had a strange look in his eyes, but he did not dare to say anything. Commanding the Thunderbirds to attack the Foreign Fire could successfully stop the magic. There were examples in the past that could be used as a reference, but the problem was that the Phoenix Legion was full of Phoenix members and thousands of high-level Magicians were watching. Did they not do anything? In the end, not only would the magic not be able to stop them, but the Thunderbirds would also be killed! In fact, he was preparing to command the Thunderbirds to attack the Hell Puppets, but Rhinel's roar made him forget what he should do. His thoughts drifted to another place.
It's over … It's over … Theodore lamented in his heart. Rhinel could ask such a stupid question, which meant that his confidence had been completely shattered by the powerful enemy. As a king, he had fallen into such a situation. What hope did the Orcs have? But there was still Toby! Theodore's eyes lit up. He looked up to search for Toby. Perhaps he should find a chance to leave Rhinel.
The Foreign Fire's descent affected the battlefield within a few miles. Feeling the violent waves of magic was one thing, and feeling the power of the magic was another. The tsunami-like shockwaves caused the Orc warriors to recall their past nightmares. They could no longer care about their wives and children behind them. They could only charge forward with all their might.
The old Orc Toby rushed to the front. He did not ride on a Gale Wolf, but his running speed was even faster than the Behemoths behind him. The Hill Giants, who were also running with all their might, were already more than a thousand meters behind him.
The Holy Crown City's Knight Regiment was Guevara's. Everyone was selfish. Lang Ning's Riptide had joined Han Jin when Han Jin was still a nobody, so his loyalty was unquestionable. However, the Holy Crown City's Knight Regiment was not that loyal. They should perform well in this battle, but if Han Jin was in trouble, would they risk their lives to save him?
Guevara stood at the front of the team and looked around. Then he jumped down from his unicorn, which was given to him by Han Jin. He stretched out his hand and patted the unicorn's butt. After being cultivated by Han Jin, the unicorn was very intelligent. It understood Guevara's intention and stepped back slowly with graceful steps.
In this kind of battle, Guevara could only use his full strength. The unicorn could not help him at all. Instead, it was a burden to him.
"Raise your spears!" Guevara shouted angrily.
The Knight Regiment of the Holy Crown City raised their spears. However, many of their hands were trembling. Their enemies were not ordinary creatures, but unstoppable Behemoths. Compared to them, they were just lowly ants. Did they really want to collide directly with the Behemoths?!
The old orc Toby fixed his eyes on Guevara. A smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth, but his smile looked a bit ferocious. The survival of the Orcs depended on whether he could quickly tear apart the enemy's battle formation. Of course, after tearing apart the first formation, there was still the second and the third. But now, he did not have the mood to think so much. Fight! The Orcs were never afraid of bloodshed!!
Guevara felt the gaze of the old orc Toby. His eyes also fell on the old orc. He slightly raised his dragon spear, and then a ball of white electric light bloomed and wrapped his whole body in it.
Behind the Orcs, a total of seven giant Hell Puppets were running in a line. They did not need to attack at all. Those dead orcs or those groaning orcs were turned into bright red charcoal as the Hell Puppets passed by. This was the most terrifying part of the Foreign Flame. In fact, the bodies of the Hell Puppets were not very tough. With the attacking power of the Behemoths, they could easily turn the Hell Puppets into flying gravel with a single claw. But so what? The Behemoths could not resist the burning of the Hell Puppets. If they exchanged their lives for the Hell Puppets', the Orcs would suffer a great loss. The Phoenix Regiment could release the Foreign Flame again, but the Behemoths could not give birth to a baby Behemoth immediately.
The Orc warriors ran forward like crazy. For them, the Hell Puppets were an undefeatable existence. They could only try their best to stay away from them.
The ten or so Hill Giants stopped, turned around, and fiercely threw out the flinghammers in their hands. The ten flinghammers, each weighing hundreds of kilograms, sliced through the air and smashed on the bodies of the hell puppets with ear-piercing noises.
Perhaps due to the distance and the lack of a unified command, the dozen or so brainless Mountain Giants actually chose the same Hell Golem. The flail that contained immense power easily penetrated the Hell Golem's body. Then, a ball of flame exploded, and the Hell Golem's body collapsed, turning into a pile of burning rubble in the blink of an eye.
After a successful attack, the Mountain Giants laughed proudly. Then, they found a new problem. What should they do now that the flail was gone? They all attacked together, ready to fight to the death. No one would carry heavy stones. One of the Mountain Giants looked around and saw that there were no stones. He reached out and grabbed a female orc, then threw her out with all his might.
The Mountain Giants' experience in throwing could be considered unparalleled. The female Beastman kept screaming and struggling in the air, which definitely affected the direction, but in the end, the female Beastman hit her target without any deviation.
The Hell Puppet that was hit paused for a moment before continuing to run forward. Clearly, this kind of suicidal attack couldn't harm it.
The Mountain Giants roared with laughter again. To them, this was definitely a new invention. In the past, they had been worrying about their weapons for generations. Now, they suddenly discovered that there were weapons everywhere around them. How powerful they were was another matter. How fun was that?
The Mountain Giants simultaneously grabbed the Beastmen closest to them and threw their new weapons at them. Because of the distance, they once again chose the same Infernal Golem. Waves of fire bloomed on the Infernal Golem's body. Unfortunately, this round of fire was not as sharp as the previous round. The Infernal Golem only staggered a few times before continuing to run forward.
The surrounding Orcs cursed and ran away, but the Mountain Giants were also cursing. They were tall and had long legs, so they could catch up with the Orcs in a few steps. Then, they launched another round of attacks.
No matter how weak the Hell Puppet's body was, it couldn't be destroyed by flesh and blood. The Mountain Giants' attacks were still ineffective. By the time they wanted to grab the new weapons, the Orcs had already run far away, and the Hell Puppets were getting closer and closer. The Mountain Giants cursed and ran forward, looking for suitable stones as they ran. However, they were running through wheat fields. They could grab a bunch of wheat sprouts, but stones were very difficult to find. They would occasionally find a piece, but it wasn't as big as their fingernail, so they could only give it up.
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