Wizard Lords: Building an Empire starts from the panel

"weak!"

"Delay!"

Two state-like divine spells fell on Fat Zi, and Li Wei clearly felt that Fat Zi's condition had dropped a lot.

Shamans are spellcasters, servants of the beast god, and clergy members of the beast god religion. The magical arts of clergy are different from the witchcraft of wizards. Few of the magical arts are used directly for killing, and more of them serve as auxiliary gains.

Despite his huge size, Fat Zi has high defense and great strength, which is far superior to ordinary Yaori-level orcs, and his combat prowess barely reaches the threshold of the holy realm.

However, Pang Zi's life essence is still at the Yaori level. Facing the negative divine spells of the Yaori level, he still has to fall victim to them, which is no different from other ordinary Yao sun levels.

"Your Highness, it's bad, the enemies who ambush us have escaped!"

"What?!" Westhead suddenly realized that cunning humans must have discovered the existence of people like him, so one man and one fish broke into the fleet single-handedly.

"No, that little witch who has never shown up must be Matthew Ashan's heir. Let me chase her!"

At this moment, all the information was connected, and Westhead understood it all.

If a powerful sun-level monster fish and a fourth-level wizard can be willing to attract firepower, then those who escape must be very important people.

Moreover, the fourth-level wizard on the fish's back also used several Sun-level witchcraft scrolls in a short period of time. At first, Westhead thought that this wizard was also a character with a strong background and deep pockets.

But Westhead overturned this conclusion when he thought about it carefully. If this wizard was really of noble status, then why would he stay and break up the family?

If it were Westheit, in this situation, he would definitely give priority to ensuring his own safety. He would not provide cover for others at all, but would actively attract the enemy and break the rear for his companions.

Therefore, the Sun-level witchcraft scroll in this wizard's hand must have been given to him by the escaped little witch. Only by giving the fourth-level wizard the Yaori-level witchcraft scroll to buy enough time can the possibility of the noble little witch escaping be high enough.

And the fourth-level wizard in the end was able to pour out three Sun-level witchcraft scrolls at will in such a short period of time, indicating that he still had more Sun-level witchcraft scrolls that he had not yet used.

So how many of them are there in the little witch who provides the Sun-level witchcraft scroll?

Westhead guessed that the little witch had only given at most one-third of the witchcraft scrolls to the Broken Queen wizard, and the little witch herself might have carried more than twenty Sunshine-level witchcraft scrolls.

This was an exaggerated number that even Crown Prince Westhead felt was a bit outrageous, so at this moment Westhead concluded that there was a 70% chance that the little witch who had escaped was the heir to Marquis Ashan.

Westhead was worthy of being the crown prince who was carefully trained by the old Beast King. He figured out all of this in just a few seconds, and his guesses were basically accurate.

It's a pity that Levi is not a wooden stake.

When Levi saw hundreds of fourth-level and above super elites pouring out of several warships, he couldn't help but wipe off a few cold sweats. If you were entangled by such a force on land, a few suns would not be enough to see it.

Fortunately, Fat Purple has rough skin and thick flesh, so he is not afraid of siege. Moreover, Fat Purple can fly, which is a complete dimensionality reduction blow for these orcs who can only move on the ground.

There is a saying that the Blood Lion Guards are worthy of being the royal family of the Orc Empire. Although Fat Zi always attacks the densest place of the opponent, Fat Zi can take away at most four or five Tier 4 blood lion guards with each charge.

But even so, Crown Prince Westhead still felt his heart bleed. Every blood lion guard was the result of the royal family pouring a lot of resources into it.

When Westhead succeeds to the throne in the future, these blood lion guards will be the guarantee of his imperial power.

"Quickly kill that giant fish and that wizard!"

Westhead's roar made Levi's hand tremble as he took out the Sun-level scroll again.

Levi gritted his teeth and continued to direct Fat Zi to entangle this large group of super elites. At the same time, he quickly activated the Sun-level witchcraft scroll in his hand.

The dense wind blades flew towards the orcs who had just landed on land. Suddenly, the cliff bank was once again a scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Accompanied by a piercing scream, several giant alchemical crossbow arrows pierced Fat Zi's body.

At the same time, a Sun-level tauren and a bear-man, both known for their strength, each threw a short spear. One was barely dodged by Fat Zi, while the other rubbed Fat Zi's abdomen, taking away a large amount of flesh and blood. .

"Damn it, I'll give you another hard one, the flaming sun fireball!"

A huge fireball exploded among a group of blood lion guards, once again taking away a large number of blood lion guards.

"slow!"

"slow!"

"Deified weapon!"

"The power of the beast god!"

The shaman on the orc side released four magical spells in succession after a short preparation. Not only did he inflict two slow spells on Fat Zi, he also gave a group buff to the Sunshine Orcs.

"Quick, Fat Zi, take off!"

Fat Zi, who had accumulated three slowness spells and one weakness spell, was no longer as flexible as he was at the beginning. Several Sunshine Orcs cooperated with each other and actually sent two Sunshine Peak Lions up.

One of the Sunshine Lions attacked Fat Zi's eyes, while the other Sunshine Lion, Baruch, jumped onto the back of the fish while Fat Zi was distracted and had no time to think about anything else.

【not good! 】

Levi, whose hair stood on end, immediately used a sun-level witchcraft scroll and a fire-burning giant sword.

A golden giant sword burning with mana flames appeared out of thin air, and then slashed at the sun-level lion Baruch who was running towards him with a grin.

Although the use of witchcraft scrolls does not require the user to provide mana and only requires a small amount of mental power to guide the release of witchcraft, Levi is only at the fourth level after all, and he has just used five Sun-level witchcraft scrolls in a row.

So Li Wei immediately felt a little powerless when controlling the "Fire Giant Sword".

Baruch stood on an iron plank bridge, holding the flaming giant sword close to his chest, narrowly missing it again and again. Baruch stood up and dodged towards Levi again.

At the critical moment, Levi once again controlled the flaming giant sword to strike diagonally at the Sunshine Lion in front of him. Although this might accidentally injure Fat Zi at his feet, Levi couldn't care less.

Baruch's perception was so keen. The sound of breaking through the air behind him made him instinctively roll to the side and forward. The flaming giant sword grazed Baruch's left shoulder, but Baruch staggered and dodged in front of Levi.

The lion's claws came with the evil wind. At this moment, Levi truly felt the oppression of death.

Under this high pressure, time seemed to be slowed down, and all Baruch's movements were clearly visible in Levi's eyes.

Alien vision!

[His armpits are open for attack! 】

Absolute control!

Levi twisted his body, perfectly avoiding the claws and fangs in an extremely weird posture, and got under Baruch's armpit.