Low-end version system main god

Chapter 817

Through the artifact of good fortune, Tamil saw many things that others could not see, such as the power of the world, or luck.

Under normal circumstances, the power of the world is calm and flat.

They are like the water surface of a small pond. Occasionally a small stone falls or a small fish jumps out of the water to cause ripples, and then quickly calm down.

Now, the power of the world is violent and rich, almost condensed into substance.

At the very center of the banner, the power of the world condensed into a vortex, and there were two vortexes, one up and one down.

Just like two gears rotating in opposite directions, thousands of sparks are rubbed out all the time.

This is the clash of two worlds, the collision of two civilizations.

The power of the world from the other world pierced into the Titan Continent like an awl, and found a place to stand here. The orcs from the other world immediately landed here, and then used the props bestowed by the gods to stabilize the space, expand the territory, and gradually nibble around.

As the guardian of the world, Tamil's only task is to crush them, destroying their banners and strongholds.

But, easier said than done.

The place where the flag stands is scorched in all directions.

This is the land that the orcs are extremely familiar with, and it is the atmosphere of their hometown. However, for Tamil, this is the external manifestation of the erosion of the power of the other world.

The orcs discovered the enemy's arrival at the first time, so the soldiers and horses in the camp with flying flags were mobilized, and teams of main combat units pushed to the direction where Tamil was located.

Under Tamir, the ancestor of the dragon clan snorted, his golden pupils narrowed into a line, and his strong killing intent condensed into a straight line and rushed to the opposite side.

hum...

A faint energy light curtain lit up on the edge of the camp, and the killing intent immediately became invisible.

The ancestor of the dragon clan is indeed powerful, and at the end of the last battle of the gods, many gods were torn alive.

However, that is the reason for waiting for work at ease, coupled with the help of the power of the world.

And now, the enemy has the right time and place—at least in camp.

The ancestor of the dragon clan turned his head and looked at Tamil.

"The range in front has fallen and is no longer our land. The world power of the beast god world is permeating there. Our people will be suppressed and their strength will be greatly reduced if they enter it."

Tamil knows this too.

The world wills of the two worlds are wrestling, and neither can spare the strength to obliterate the opposing unit, but suppression can still be done.

Just like the fish go ashore to fight the beasts, and the beasts go into the water to fight the fish.

Unless someone is really skilled and daring enough to go to the moon for nine days, otherwise it is an act of giving someone's head away.

If you want to pull down the enemy's banner, you can only advance step by step, piling up and filling it with human life.

The opponent has exhausted a world's troops, just like pouring dumplings out of a teapot. This is not the whole of the opponent, not even the tip of the iceberg.

But what Tamil brought was the most elite air cavalry in the kingdom.

Most importantly, miracles abound on the mainland, and Tamil is the only guardian of the world.

Not only that, but many creatures will be bewitched and tricked to help foreign gods and demons build altars and gather sacrifices.

Like those Caucasians.

Looking at the camp of the orcs, there are no traces of the Caucasus. I don't know if they are being used as snacks by the orcs, or they are offering sacrifices to the flag.

"madness!"

Tamil spit out this word, and then bought an eternal spear. With a flash of light in his hand, the eternal spear instantly turned into a shooting star and shot forward.

The birdmen and bats who had just lifted off in the orc camp were immediately smashed out of a huge transparent hole.

Although Tamil is not big in size, he is a standard pretending to be a pig and eating a giant dragon. The power of this casual swing is enough to flatten the mountains, and how can a mere flag stop it.

Even the world power defense of the orc camp is not good, after all, this is a physical attack, and it is a flying unit.

However, the orc camp is fearless.

Like sea water, the surrounding orcs immediately flocked to fill the gaps, and the original dark queue was restored in just a few blinks of an eye.

At the same time, the infantry corps with various animal heads began to advance forward, and flying units such as bats and birds also rose and swooped down, aiming at Tamil's position.

"Go!"

A little under Tamil's feet, the ancestor of the dragon clan immediately swooped down with the momentum of Mount Tai, and slammed into the edge of the orc camp.

Looking at the river of blood flowing like a big aunt under him, I don't know how many orcs died here.

However, this failed to deter the orcs.

The banners in the camp were unfurled fiercely, and the light of blood filled the air, soaked the surface of the earth, and penetrated into the bones of the orcs.

Go crazy!

All the orcs roared and their bodies quickly raised and swelled up, their muscles and muscles swelled up as if they were inflated, and the bloody light diffused and smudged from the inside to the outside.

The barbarians in the air were not to be outdone, they let out wild howls and entered a state of berserk.

Immediately, the wings of the flying dragons and dragon eagles vibrated, looking for the opponent's air units to fight.

The long-term battle made the barbarians realize the importance of air supremacy.

As long as you are high above the ground, even shit and pee can be smeared on the enemy's face, let alone shooting arrows and throwing spears.

The air units on the orc side are flashy.

Their only attribute is "air unit". Facing the genetically enhanced and tattooed dragons and griffins, the only end is to have their heads smashed and their bodies torn apart.

The barbarian's air force is no longer as simple as being armed to the teeth, but armed to the gene.

However, the orc ground forces were surprisingly strong.

The old dragon roared and flapped its wings soaring high. On his chest, an eversion wound was dripping with golden blood.

In the orc camp, a huge monster shrouded in purple light fisted its chest, staring at the old dragon with its tyrannical eyes.

And on its barb-like right paw, there is still a row of scales and flesh of an old dragon.

"Behemoth Behemoth, very good!"

The old dragon healed his injury with a swing of his claws, then he got on all fours and walked slowly around the camp.

Seeing that Bimon didn't dare to come out, it let out a mighty roar, and then walked out slowly.

The old dragon was shrouded in flames, and every time he stepped on it would leave dark and scorched footprints, as if countless old dragons had visited here.

Unable to bear this kind of provocation, Bi jumped out of the camp, kicked his feet on the ground, and rushed towards the old dragon.

The purple light all over its body instantly flourished, and it condensed into pieces of prismatic armor, like sleeveless close-fitting armor. At the same time, the sharp claws were surrounded by golden light, swallowing a sharp light that seemed to be able to cut the line of sight.

"madness!"

The old dragon spit out an ancient spell, and at the same time triggered the ability given to him by the will of the world.

The [-]-meter tall Behemoth shrank by half in an instant, and then shrunk by half again. When it rushed to the old dragon, it could only touch the old dragon's knee when it raised its hand.

The old dragon kicked the Behemoth over with its legs, and even smashed it into the ground with a flick of its tail.

The Behemoth struggled to sit up, but found an invisible force exerted on itself, like... a ghost pressing a bed.

Although this power only existed for a moment, it was enough.

Meteor-like spears fell from the sky and passed through the chest.

(End of this chapter)