Under the rule of Netherell, the area outside the mine veins is actually unpopular. The proud human nobles are even unwilling to take a look, and they are even more unwilling to spend more time understanding its past or name it separately.

Therefore, in the official record, the area where Feilencui City is located in the northwest direction of the Aegean continent does not even have a special name, but is just randomly named the Great Northwest Wilderness.

In fact, this area actually gathers many orc tribes, and it is also the largest existing orc gathering place.

Here is the orc pearl, the only city, Feilengcui.

There are also clear blue rivers here, the Danube, which raises millions of orcs.

In the last era, before Neseril arrived, this was the main territory of the Rhine Lion tribe, so it was also called the Rhine Prairie.

Of course, nowadays, it has become the home of countless tribes, and it has even supported countless orc tribes on the banks of the Danube River.

At this moment, at this moment.

In the lower reaches of the Danube, outside a Wolf Wolf tribe called "Silver Frost", a teleportation array of light fell from the sky. The violently fluctuating elemental power splashed the plants and trees on the earth, and in this light, a neatly arranged golemns legion led the way out.

The first row was all made of iron golems with metallic black luster. They were three meters tall, holding a big sword and shield, and they were neatly erected when they stepped forward. When they landed on the ground, they seemed to cause a small earthquake.

After them, there were weaker rock golems and earth golems. Although they looked less powerful, they could not resist the number. They walked out of the teleportation array at a scale of thousands, as if endless and powerful.

After this, two diamond golems that seemed to shine with brilliance came out.

These two diamond golems are half taller than other golems. Their whole body is shining brightly, looking transparent, but with countless edges and corners, only the red light in their eyes is extremely terrifying.

After that, it was the Silver Plate Legion composed of human warriors. They were the largest in number, and the armor of the Silver Plate Warriors was even more majestic and domineering, with various fighting spirits shining, lowering the style.

Of course, Netherel's legion, the arcane corps are always the focus. At the end of the teleportation array, an arcane legion floating in mid-air, wearing complex robes slowly floated out.

Their queues are not neat, and their appearance is not majestic, but wherever they pass, there are elements like tides turbulent, bringing endless pressure.

Their eyes were even cold and cruel, and they looked down at the wolf tribe not far away, as if they were looking at ants.

This is the battle mode of the Netherel Arcane Legion - they no longer need long marches, nor do they need bloated logistics.

They have special legion storage dimension bags, which can carry a large amount of food and armor and weapons with them. They can also find a semi-plane outside the plane, and hoard a large amount of materials after transformation, and can use them at will when needed.

They can also use the positioning of the Arcane Tower to send their legions to the enemy's doorstep with a large teleportation array.

At this point, almost every war is unexpected, a surprise attack without warning, which means hitting wherever you want, and hitting whoever you want!

This alone is the war launched by the Arcane Legion, which is already a dimensional reduction strike at another level.

Of course, as the orc tribe that had fought a racial war with Netherel for a total of 600 years, the Wolf Wolf tribe also responded quickly.

Almost the moment when the teleportation light descended, desolate war songs sounded in the ancestral hall of the orc tribe, lit up the totem poles with the unique aura and thickness of the wilderness.

Then, a strange force field appeared, generated, and swept through quickly until the entire Silver Frost Tribe was firmly enveloped.

The most classic battle songs of these orcs are also their most indispensable weapon to resist the Arcane Legion of Netherel. They are deeply called the blessings of their ancestors, and in the knowledge of the shaman, it is also named "The Protection of the Heroes of the Ancestors".

The greatest effect of this battle song is to form a large-scale weak forbidden demon field.

Of course, it is incomparable to the real forbidden demon realm, and it is impossible to achieve the realm below. All elements are expelled and all spells are forbidden, but this battle song is enough to offset most of the middle and low-level spell damage.

It is also with this "protected by the ancestors' spirits" that the orc tribe can only support it under the attacks of the Arcane Legion. Otherwise, the hundreds of arcane masters who threw a few waves of fireballs at the same time could burn the land of hundreds of miles to ashes.

And along with the war song, there was also the alarm bell on the whistle tower.

The crazy sound of metal clashing with desolate battle songs awakened all the warriors of the Silver Wolf Tribe. They quickly put on armor, picked up their weapons, and walked out of the house.

Many powerful warriors rode on the Silver Wolf and quickly ran out of the tribe. Some began to detect the enemy situation, while others gathered in the square to make final preparations for the war.

At the gate of the camp, above the gate, a powerful silver wolf warrior fell from the sky. He was wearing a silver wolf fur cloak, revealing his arms that were thicker than ordinary people's waists, holding a thick double-sided battle axe in his hand, and his left eye was blinded, but his right eye was left with a fierce light.

At this moment, he stared at the lower part of the golem legion, and under the teleportation light, the endless legion seemed to be stagnant, and his breathing was stagnant for a moment.

But just a moment later, he raised the battle axe in his hand and roared like a wolf howling at his tribe members.

"Orc, never give up!!!"

"And my Yinshuang Tribe will eventually fight to the death!"

The howl of the wolf was like flames, igniting the beast blood in Wolfs' bodies. Countless wolf warriors raised their weapons and let out a roar.

They did not choose to stick to it. In fact, this small wooden fence could not block or defend at all under the violent dismantling of the Golem Legion.

They chose the most direct and cruel street battle, and with the help of houses and various buildings in the tribe, they carried out a final life-threatening counterattack under the protection of the ancestors' heroes.

The participants in this battle were not only the warriors of the Wolf tribe, but also the teenagers, women, old men, noble tribal shamans, and Wolf's vassal races.

As long as they can take up weapons, no one will choose to hide or escape.

In this battle, the only ones who left were the orcs who were quickly gathered. Most of them were between the ages of three and nine, and some were held in their infancy. Under the leadership of a team of Wolf Silver Wolf Knights and three shamans, they embarked on an escape journey.

They would move upstream along the Danube River, and use the time they fought for their tribes to fight for their lives to other orc tribes.

They will spread the message of this battle, alert the orc tribe in the entire Great Wilderness, and also make the name of "Yin Shuang" public.

With the support of the orc tribes, they will inherit the name of "Yinshuang" and rebuild a new tribe.

They are the future of orcs.

And when they left, the result of this battle was actually destined.

No matter how brave and fearless the Yinshuang tribe is, no matter how persistent these Wolf Wolf Warriors are, and they will never retreat, under the absolute gap in strength, they are like waves hitting the reef, and they will always shatter.

But this is the orc, the real warrior who inherited the orc soul.

They would rather die than surrender than bend. Even if they were wise, they would still use their sharp wolf teeth to make the final bite, even if they just bite off a piece of meat.

This may seem stupid and unwise, but this is the way for orcs to survive, and they can still stand for hundreds of years under the absolute blow of Netherell.

After several hourglasses, when the tribe's temple of the Holy Spirit was broken, when the light of the ancestor's totem was extinguished, and when the legendary Silver Wolf leader suffered dozens of severe damage and was cut off from his head, the smoke of the war finally began to calm down.

But this was just the beginning, and it was Dekentel's first battle to vent his anger.

Of course, this type of war has happened many times in the history of the Aegean plane, many times, and the nine arcane towers will regularly clean up the orc tribes and cut off threats, just like when the weeds in their backyard become more chaotic after a spring, the owner will always trim it to make it look more neat and pleasant.

However, no one knows what this battle means, and no one realizes what era this battle will begin.

Only by standing on the timeline and looking at the past in the future can we know how much changes this battle will bring to the entire Aegean plane.

...

Even Amon, the Lord of Nightmare, did not think much about the above. He only gave him the most extreme experience while ensuring Richard's life safety. At the same time, he also recorded the growth process and advantages and disadvantages of the new warrior system in detail, and expanded and optimized in a timely manner.

To be honest, I have gained a lot!

Benefit a lot!

It's of great significance!

Then, after more than three months in the Aegean plane, when Richard's escape journey was almost "stable", he finally pulled his focus back to the Wharton plane.

Here, after a long period of repair and debugging, the Elf Mage Tower has set off again and is heading towards Kelma.

When the Mage Tower arrived at Kelma City, when the remaining six elves masters met him, the owner of the Odoak family, the King of Kelma, some things really couldn't be dragged down.

That's his wedding with Josephine!

In fact, the elves' attitude is very clear. As long as he and Josephine are combined, they will recognize him as the new Lord of the Silver Moon Elf.

To be honest, after spending time together, Richard did not hate Josephine, but he still wanted to have a candid communication with Josephine before this.

He must figure out what she really thinks...
Chapter completed!