I became the ancestor of the blood clan

The originally terrifying half-rat people directly turned into nightmare-like beings. Their sharp claws are poisonous claws carrying deadly germs, and their huge mouths are death mouths carrying plagues. Every part of their bodies Can kill enemies everywhere.

At this time, the changes of these half-rat people combined with the ancient blasphemous words, everyone suddenly realized that what this ancient evil god controlled must be the plague and—rats, yes, these dirty, despicable things Yes, trash-like rats, but in the mouth of the evil god, these existences that everyone shouted and beat turned into the ultimate fear of everyone-the raging rat.

The collision comes after just a few breaths.

The orc who blew the horn of war rushed directly towards the Rat, and the Rat who became stronger in the blasphemous words had no fear at all, and the distorted and deformed face on his face roared with the most brutal expression And up.

baah~

The moment the two flying collided, blood spattered and the stumps were shattered.

The most elite orcs are here at this time. Under the leadership of the orc prince, these fierce warriors frantically strangled endless half-rat people with their strong individual strength.

But the speed at which the raging rats sprang out was even more exaggerated than the undead falling from the sky, killing and destroying them endlessly.

The strong smell of blood rose into the air like mist, and the corpse covered the ground in just an instant. The tragic battle shocked everyone almost instantly.

What's even more frightening is that the souls of these soldiers will be pulled out after they die in battle, and then swallowed by Amy on the black altar.

The more tragic the war, the more terrifying the aura on Amy's body.

The situation began to develop in a situation that no one could have expected.

But no matter how terrifying the scene was, it did not deter the three-party army that had already entered the city of Lisle.

When the reflection under the dark clouds appeared, whether it was humans, dwarves, or the last undead, they all fell into extreme madness.

They saw, yes, they saw the bodies of the gods, they saw the artifacts, they saw the evil gods who hadn't really recovered their strength, and they saw the hope of obtaining precious treasures.

In the cavalry camp, Grand Duke O'Kayli's gaze was as sharp as a falcon, stinging people's eyes.

The grand duke, who commanded the entire southern province, sank into the water at this time, and after the picture in the sky came into view, his tone was firm and unshakable, and he went forward indomitably.

"Blow the horn, the whole army attacks!!

This time in Green City, there is no failure at all! "

The priest of the God of Nobles next to him fell silent, and the fist-sized orb of holy light in his hand had turned pure black at this moment.

There are even cracks on it.

"Grand Duke, do we really have no choice?"

Holding the last luck, the bishop asked again unwillingly.

"Your Excellency... from the moment the war begins, no, from the moment His Majesty senses the revival of evil, we have no way out.

If you don't win, you will perish.

No one can stop me from getting what I want, even if I pay for it with the elite of the whole South! "

The 20 army is the elite that Grand Duke Aokaili has cultivated for many years. The weapons and equipment are all absolutely first-class. In the past, it was his darling.

But this time, before the war started, he had already regarded all the elites he had cultivated over the years as dead.

This iron-blooded Grand Duke has an inexplicable similarity to Prince Shahram, a hero.

"Yes, Grand Duke!!"

North wall.

"Damn bastard, why haven't our goat cavalry break through the orc defense??

God of Blacksmithing, I can already smell the Hammer of Blacksmithing! ! "

Naris Copperhammer roared furiously, "Hurry up, the glory of our ancestors is waiting for us!!

Give these orcs and those filthy rats a taste of the dwarven warhammer! !

For the dwarves, charge! ! "

"For the dwarves!!"

The dwarves who had been bloodied in an instant began to charge again, and what was even more exaggerated this time was that the goat cavalry jumped directly onto the roofs on both sides of the streets in Lisle City, and began to bypass the densely packed orc warriors below, directly attacking center.

The cavalry ran on the roof, and perhaps there was no other cavalry in the whole glory except for the dwarven cavalry.

Compared with the tricks of the dwarves, the undead's offensive is simpler and more effective.

The bone dragon used the air superiority to clear the way, and the death knight charged directly behind the skeleton warrior. The skeleton warrior in front was often trampled and broken by the death knight before the battle started. wash away.

No fear of pain, no fear of death.

The dead never die.

Because of the lack of air force to resist the bone dragon, coupled with the charge of the terrifying knights regardless of the cost, it was the undead army that arrived last that made the fastest progress.

Although the dwarves took a trick, not many people could actually reach the central area, because the streets in many areas had already been destroyed, and there were no roofs, so they had no room to play.

The three armies pressed forward together.

And at this critical moment, the orc prince directly transferred some of the elite forces away.

This caused the orc army, which was already difficult to resist the offensive of the three armies, to fall into a more rapid defeat. Although the orcs were brave, they could only become cannon fodder without a coordinated command.

Amy, who was wearing a gray mage robe, floated above the black altar with her hands open, and the body of the gods and the artifacts were floating beside her.

The blood-colored pupils had been attacked by the dark energy at this time, and the pupils did not fluctuate at this time, like a puddle of stagnant water, which made Amy more like a marionette, without a soul.

Just after Junkrat came out of the cage, Amy withdrew her outstretched hands, and then began to carve inscriptions out of thin air with bursts of blasphemous words echoing in the sky.

Gray energy fluctuated out, and the body without hands, feet and head floating beside Amy began to shine.

The dense ancient inscriptions on this broken body can make the scalp of anyone with trysophobia tingle.

Those inscriptions exude the same aura as the inscriptions that bound Chaos and Eye of Death before, making people daunting and chilling.

If Li De was here at this moment, he would be able to recognize it quickly. This is the body that Amy said contains the godhead.

Every time Amy carved an inscription at this time, an inscription burst on her body.

This undisguised move immediately attracted everyone's attention. At this time, Amy was the focus of millions of people within hundreds of kilometers of Lisle City.

Perhaps at this time he can no longer be called Amy, but should be called the god of plague and death. This body is just a temporary container for the other party.

The real Amy has already been squeezed into an invisible space of consciousness.

Seeing this scene, the hearts of several attacking troops tightened.

Everyone can feel that if they don't get what they want before the God of Plague and Death unseals the body, once this ancient evil god unseals the sealed body, everything will change dramatically.

They will never have the chance to get what they want again.

Seeing this, both the dwarves and humans fell into the final madness. They all had reasons to desperately, and the undead couldn't see any bigger movements, but just watching them push all the high-level undead up, you can feel that they have also done it. out of response.

With the actions of the god of plague and death, the killing became more ferocious.

The horn of war is like the scream of a carrion crow, echoing over the city of Lisle with the blasphemous words.

After the orc army was drawn away, it was like ice and snow met boiling water and began to disintegrate. In addition, the three armies were desperate, and soon the orc army was defeated. At this time, the dwarves had faintly seen the plague and the plague floating in the air. God of Death.

At this time, in the core area, the orc prince has also fallen into madness.

Kill crazy.

Under his command, the 10-level Beamon with up to 19 blades has become a big killer on the battlefield.

Although the terrifying Junkrat rushed out violently, relying on its huge size and powerful defense, this epic giant beast ran amok among the rampaging half-ratmen.

But what made this bimon feel angry and helpless was that he didn't dare to approach the nine space gates.

The biological instinct made him tell him that there was mortal danger, which was a warning from the soul, and he had to dodge it.

And if you want to hunt the gods, snatch the artifacts and the gods, you have to go through the gaps between the gates of space.

This put the Behemoth into an endless loop, and he could only vent his anger with the Violent Ratman angrily.

But the good times didn't last long, and the orcs who originally relied on their high-level combat power to contain the berserk half-ratmen felt more and more strenuous.

Because there are already a large number of high-level half-rat people of level 10 mixed in at this time, and the level is getting higher and higher, Shahram feels the crisis.

Bigger changes must be made!

The orc prince, who was as strong as a bull, could no longer bear the current progress, and threw the rusty iron sword in his hand at the god of plague and death.

After flying into the air, it seemed that it sensed the breath of the evil god. The iron sword suddenly burst into a burst of green light, and then stabbed at the god of plague and death who was drawing inscriptions out of thin air with an irresistible force of mountain collapse.

The sword cut out, the space was shattered, and time seemed to have come to a standstill.

But what shocked Shahram was that the iron sword containing the power of the beast god could not forcefully suppress the evil god in front of him. After entering the area of ​​the black altar, the iron sword was shocked in midair by the powerful force.

It just slowed down the actions of the God of Plague and Death a little bit.

But this slowness was only for a moment. After being disturbed, the God of Plague and Death suddenly stopped, turned his head, and his gray pupils looked at the iron sword that burst out with terrifying power, showing a bit of disdainful mockery.

The mouth opened violently, and roared~ There was a scream like a devil biting the soul, and the iron sword containing infinite power burst directly.

Everyone's soul is numb.

A terrifying wave of air rose in the air, charging towards the surroundings with infinite power. Under the wave of air, the width of the gate of space suddenly increased from 30 blades to 50 blades.

The number of half-rat people pouring out of the space gate directly increased several times.

That's not all, after the sharp roar sounded, the half-ratman's body grew again, suddenly swelled to the height of the 2 blades, and became as strong as an iron tower.

The scene took a huge turn.

The real Junkrat is out.

The eardrum-tearing sharp sound did not stop with the movement of the God of Plague and Death to unseal his body again, as if engraved in the space, he continued to roar.

Under the power of that roar and blasphemous words, each of the half-ratmen became extremely powerful.

The orcs who had the upper hand began to fall into a huge disadvantage. Even with a big killer like Beamon, they still couldn't reverse this absolute disadvantage.

Too many, too many to count...

The orcs originally still had a numerical advantage, but at this moment, the nine 9-blade-wide space gates were still pouring out violent half-ratmen crazily. The numerical advantage was a joke.

And if the orcs who won by numbers didn't make any changes, they might be overwhelmed by the Junkrats coming out of the cage.

The crowd around Lisle fell silent after seeing this scene. Is this the power of the gods?

To be able to directly strengthen tens of thousands of half-rat people with a height of 1 blade to a height of 2 blades, and directly confront fierce orcs, this kind of power is definitely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"Use me as the core to shrink your strength!!

Give up other positions, don't those damn humans and undead want to plunder the remains of the gods?

Then give them a chance! ! "

After the orc prince's original confidence in suppressing the ancient evil god's iron sword lost its effect, he no longer had the confidence he had before.

That iron sword was once used by the Beast God, and when he came, he offered countless sacrifices, allowing the Beast God to seal part of his power in it again.

But now such a terrifying weapon can't last even a second. The horror of this ancient evil god is beyond his imagination.

But the artifact and the body of the god are tempting him, making him still have the last chance.

He paid such a heavy price at this moment, if he didn't get what he wanted, then his loss this time would be unacceptably heavy.

woohoo~

And less than a few minutes after Shahram gave up the siege of the remains of the gods, the sound of human horns sounded not far away.

The humans who tried their best to kill the enemy finally broke through the barriers of the orcs and entered the core area of ​​Lisle City.

But what greeted them was not wine and flowers, nor artifacts and jewels, but a group of violent skaven who defeated the orcs.

The strength of the violent half-skaven dealt a heavy blow to the human army.