The villain lord: Both the player and the protagonist want to kill me

The walls of Erendella.

The city lord, source mage Breeze stood in the cold wind, and the stench in the wind made him frown uncontrollably.

The powerful mage who guarded the border of Kalunkaya for 120 three years thought he should sprinkle some perfume on the city walls.

That smell is really too bad.

The Breeze family has guarded it for generations, and no one can invade Karen Kaya.

The giant god structure is the hardest shield in his hands, and the magic cannon on the city wall is the sharpest sword.

"cracking--"

A falcon screamed, and the falcon made of black mist turned into a black-robed mage and landed beside Breeze.

Kneeling on one knee, respectfully reported:

"My lord, we have already found out that there are a total of 12 orc legions."

"These will not be the full combat power of the Beastmaster."

Blizzard stared at the bright red orc king's tent in the center like a torch:

"Kurkele has led the orcs for more than 400 years, and his hole cards are definitely more than that. What is released now is only what we want to see."

"It's a good thing, my lord." The black-robed mage stood behind Breeze with his hands folded, with a contemptuous tone:

"It's been a long time since we, Ellendella, have experienced war. It is said that some nearby countries are always ready to move. It's time to show them the sharp edge of the country of alchemy, starting with... crushing these orcs to death!"

"I have always been very confident in the country's alchemy technology."

Breeze said with a smile, and then his expression became serious again:

"But we also need to respect the rules of this continent. Legends are called legends because each legend can live for a long time until it becomes a legend, and the key to long life is that they are strong enough and strong enough. clever!"

The black-robed mage bowed his head to accept Breeze's instruction, and stopped uttering wild words.

"Go get ready, these orcs can't hold back anymore."

"Yes--!"

Inside the city walls of Erendella, all the soldiers and mages were in a state of high tension at their posts. The strong soldiers pushed the magic cannon to the launch port, and the logistics soldiers began to reinforce the magic cannon to prevent the cannon from being fired. In the process of breaking free from the launcher, and at the same time moved enough magic crystals for use; knights patrolled around the city walls, inspecting the equipment and work of soldiers; The stairs check every key node to ensure that the output of magic power is stable, and the giant god structure can play its due role in the next battle.

The earth mages continued to strengthen the city wall, and a full ten layers of gates were released at the city gate, making the entire city as solid as gold.

The central square of Erendella.

One hundred and eight mages stood in a specific position on the magic circle depicting the traces of the stars and the moon.

They held up their staffs and muttered words.

half an hour.

Just listen to the sound of "嗡——".

The 108 staffs fired mysterious magic lasers, and they gathered together to form a torrent of magic power to charge a witch-like statue in the center of the square.

The witch statue holds the book of knowledge in its left hand and points to the sky with its right hand.

A faint blue beam of light burst out from the fingertips and shot into the air.

Then it turned into a semicircular shield to protect the entire Erendella.

The champion knight Sigmen led the Knight Legion to stand in front of the square and protect the group of mages.

He held the sword in both hands and looked in the direction of the city gate. The black army behind him was like an iron wall.

If someone wanted to hurt the mage behind the shield, he would have to push down the iron wall.

The preparations have been completed, and neither side is afraid, only murderous.

The orcs are due to the traits of the race, while the soldiers of Erendella are proud of the country and alchemy technology.

All the magic cannons of Ellendella entered the launch port, the giant god construct raised the tall shield, and held the giant god sword backwards with his right hand-it was a super super weapon made of obsidian and thousands of magic circles. Equipped with the power to destroy the world.

The movement from the city wall further aroused the restlessness of the orcs below the city wall.

The melody of war sounded, the roar of the orcs, and the clash of armors all joined together.

Kurkel's scarlet eyes looked at the silver-white city wall made up of constructed soldiers. In order to take down the city in one fell swoop, he spent half a month preparing for the city wall. The week before, he dug tunnels and prepared the place of sacrifice. In the next week, troops were gradually increased outside the city walls of Ellendella, giving the humans of Erendella the illusion that the orc army was gradually gathering.

Now the sacrifice is over.

But it's not time to bring out the killer's trump card yet.

Let the orcs go up to sacrifice a wave first, continue to paralyze the nerves of the Erendella defenders, and give them the illusion that they can slaughter the orc army at will.

Huge siege towers push forward, loaded with cannon fodder made of goblins and trolls.

"Ta Tata—!"

These cannon fodder orcs who have been blessed by the rage technique are rhythmically slapping their shields with their swords.

The berserk warlock behind him was chanting a strange melody, dancing a dance that normal humans could not understand, surrounded by totems with teeth and claws.

"Blessed by the ancestors!! Long live Sotan-Trick!"

Some orcs roared loudly, throwing the weapons in their hands high.

"Huha!! The orcs are invincible!!"

The chaotic roar went straight into the sky, as if to turn the sky upside down.

The Behemoth Legion hid behind the giant tower, and they pushed the siege tower to accelerate suddenly.

"Boom boom boom!!" The dust danced wildly, and the earth shook and howled.

The dense orcs surged towards the walls of Erendella like a tide.

And the giant god structure that Zhan Li hadn't understood all this time finally moved.

The front wall.

The ten giant gods construct and swing the obsidian giant sword downward.

Thousands of magic circles were instantly activated, like carving red patterns on a black blade.

The blade of the sword blazed with scorching flames, and unexpectedly cut out a huge flaming blade.

"boom--!"

The blade of flame landed, and the place it passed was scorched black, leaving a gully filled with sparks.

Like a branded wound on the earth.

Countless orcs died tragically under this attack.

But the follow-up troops are still charging forward, and the marching speed is getting faster and faster!

The giant god's long sword retracted and stood in front of it to enter the charging state. Just after a wave of attacks, the twenty giant towers that the orcs just pushed out have been chopped down to only five. They continue to move forward without fear, but waiting for their But it was the densely lit cannon muzzles on the city wall of Erendella.

"Whoa, whoa—!"

Erendella's soldiers had no bows.

They only have countless magic cannons, starting from the middle of the city wall and spreading upwards, countless.

The intertwined magic light beams tore apart the giant orc towers and the cannon fodder soldiers on them, and the first wave of attacks by the orc legions turned into dust with a lot of thunder and rain.