Chapter 0835 The Terrible War
Ku Shui City has become the most eye-catching place in the entire Johnson Plane at this moment.
Not only those orc warriors, but even the alien kings hidden in the deep mountains and old forests have cast their concerned eyes over.
Through the strange plane laws, all the strong men in the Johnson Plane have understood the real intention of these witches to break in here.
Erode the origin of the plane, corrupt the plane laws, and destroy the plane consciousness...
These damn witches dared to destroy the entire Johnson Plane!
If the witches just want to invade the Johnson Plane, then this war is just a battle for the dominance of the plane between witches and orcs. Other alien races are so miserable that they are oppressed by the orcs that they will never intervene.
But now the witches intend to destroy the Johnson Plane, which is a big problem related to the survival of all the creatures in the Johnson Plane, and those alien warriors and kings can no longer endure it.
For a moment, in the sky of Johnson's plane, there were orcs sitting cross-legged on huge flying monsters, black-skinned natives wearing strange grass skirts and covered with strange tattoos, and tall giants running wildly towards Kushui City...
These strong men from Johnson's plane, regardless of gender, age, race or gender, almost all ran out of their secluded secrets and used all kinds of methods to frantically rush to the lonely Kushui City standing in the northwest wilderness.
And in the third hour after the roots of corruption took root, a large number of orc strongmen actually came to the outside of Kushui City with the help of the "Great Teleportation Technique" and began to attack the city frantically.
But the death witches took advantage of the half-month gap to build a simple war witch tower in Kushui City. With the war witch tower as a defensive barrier, the witches with significantly fewer level 4 witches still resisted the opponent's attack without changing their faces.
Under the towering and solid dry water city, the witches summoned 4th-level witch beasts and monsters to block the orcs outside the city, and the terrifying witchcraft inspired by the high-level witches also caused the attacking orcs to be killed and wounded, which was miserable.
In this plane battlefield dominated by 4th-level, 1st-level can only be regarded as cannon fodder, and 2nd-level can only be regarded as barely qualified bottom-level warriors. Only when you reach 3rd-level can you have the opportunity to traverse the battlefield and charge into battle.
However, in such a battlefield, if you are unlucky and meet a 4th-level warrior who is free, then even a 3rd-level warrior will fall in minutes!
While the battle on the front line was in full swing, Grimm and his party who were waiting in the mansion finally waited for the news of evacuation.
The one who came was a charming and beautiful resentful banshee. Looking at her beautiful body that was as solid as substance, I am afraid that her rank is higher than Grimm.
However, even though she was at level 3, she was only a witch servant after all. Facing Alice, the witch leader, and Grimm, the level 2 patriarch, she had to bow her head and express her respect first.
"Lady Alice, Lord Grimm, the portal is ready. You can leave now!"
The first person to cheer after hearing this rare good news was the level 3 Thunder Dragon Arms.
"Great, great... Let's go... Let's not stay here any longer... It's too scary here!" As a level 3 Thunder Dragon, Arms could obviously sense more of the reality of the world hidden behind the heavy curtains than Grimm.
Not to mention anything else, the surging conflict of plane laws in the central area of Kushui City alone had already frightened the Thunder Dragon Arms so much that he could not calm down. Now, there were so many level 4 orcs outside the city, and the violent aura of condensed murder made Arms uneasy and restless.
If the witches had not already banned the ability to teleport around Kushui City, I'm afraid that Thunder Dragon Arms would have been unable to bear the shock in his heart and fled from Johnson's plane.
In comparison, Grimm's understanding of the plane rules is far less profound than Alice's. So, when Alice was pale and endured the shock of waves of rule power, Grimm was like a small ant perched high on an ant nest.
The world in front of him was so bizarre, and what he felt, heard, and saw was so incredible. No matter how hard he tried to look, listen, and feel, it was like being locked in a glass container, and it was difficult to understand and comprehend everything he touched!
Rules... the power of rules...
What is their essence? Where does their power come from? How do they methodically trap all things in the world in a net, making them unaware, but willing to follow all this?
It must be said that Grimm has been running around for many years, and has indeed robbed and seized a lot of things, but his understanding and control of the plane rules are still lacking.
All forces driven to the extreme will be transformed into some kind of alienated rules, and rules are the most reliable and powerful weapons for wizards!
With all the crimson wizards and the mighty magic machine army, Grimm and others followed the 3rd level resentful banshee and came directly to a square in the southeast corner of the city.
Here, in the center of the square, a ten-meter wide and twenty-meter high light gate has been opened, and it is overflowing with strong space fluctuations.
In the other corner of the square, some witch teams of other factions are also silently waiting for the evacuation order.
Seriously speaking, the reason why they are here is just to do a "small favor" for the death witches, and there is no need to lose their elites on such a fierce battlefield.
At this point in the plane war, it has broken away from the scope of secular war and has almost reached the stage of desperate fighting with red bayonets. On such a terrifying battlefield, everyone below level 3 is cannon fodder, and even level 3 people can’t say they can guarantee immortality.
Therefore, as allies, they have done their best!
The real life-and-death scenes below require those death witches to take over!
And it would be better for them to evacuate this terrible battlefield as soon as possible.
Over Dry Water City, the dark red sky looked like the sky was bleeding, and it was so gloomy that it made people feel depressed.
Directly south of the city, there was a loud noise like the earth was shattering and accompanied by strong vibrations, causing the entire dry water city to tremble. Thick and violent lightning chains flew through the air, illuminating most of the sky and causing the elemental barrier over Dry Water City to tremble.
The war witch tower towering in the center of Dry Water City raised a huge magic light pillar, supporting the existence of the elemental barrier. From time to time, a wave of magic like an abyss or an ocean would be projected outside the city in the distance.
Obstructed by the towering city walls and layers of elemental barriers, no one could actually peep into how the war was going on outside the city. However, just from the overwhelming shouts and huge roars in the distance, you can know that the intensity of the battle has reached an unprecedented level!
The portal had been opened, and the witches began to arrange their teams, and returned to the wizarding world through the light gate in an orderly manner. Greem's pestle stood beside the light gate, waiting for the magic weapon army to slowly pass through the light gate, while surveying the battlefield in the distance.
This is not his battlefield, nor is it a war he can intervene in!
Feeling the violent collision of destructive auras, Greem couldn't help but feel a little excited and a little uneasy.
All this time, I have underestimated the three major wizard organizations!
Different from the fierce internal strife in the central part of the continent, the Silver Alliance and the Northland Witch may have average external strength, but their hidden strength underwater is terrifying.
The death witches that I learned about through some intelligence organizations were only 2-3 level 4 witches. But on today's battlefield, there are 6 auras of level 4 witches alone.
Once such hidden strength is gathered in the wizarding world, it may be enough to change the power structure in the central part of the continent.
Moreover, if the death witches can hide their high-level combat power in the secondary plane, will the witches of other factions be as weak as they appear on the outside? I am afraid that except for the Witches of Destiny and the Witches of Winter, who have just been resurrected and have not yet accumulated enough hard power, the other witch factions are just pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.
This is the case for the witches of the North, so what will the Silver Alliance and the Wizards Association look like?
The fact that the three major wizarding organizations have been able to confront and stalemate for thousands of years probably has a lot to do with the hidden strength behind them!
Without being able to swallow the opponent whole, and with a ninth-level great wizard standing behind the opponent's organization, no force would dare to take the lead in provoking a war.
Just as Greem was silently daydreaming, a loud sound of earth shattering came from above his head.
Grim raised his head in shock.
Tear! ! !
With a sound of tearing cloth that pierced the eardrum, a large hole was torn out in the high sky. A huge orc head with a ferocious face got in and let out a deafening roar at the Dry Water City below.
"Damn little bugs, just wait to die here..."
boom! ! !
The world shook for a while, and even the entire space became a little unstable.
Two metal magic machines that were about to pass through the portal encountered this space shock. As the light door shook, the space was squeezed and cracked like a broken mirror. The cracked space ripples swept everywhere, and the two magical machines were the first to bear the brunt. They were silently cut into countless scattered parts and fell to the ground with a clatter.
Even if they are made of magic iron alloy, which is known as the toughest, they are still as fragile as tofu when encountering space ripples.
Faced with such a terrifying scene, no one from Greem or all the witches cast a glance at the magical equipment fragments. They all raised their heads and stared at the terrifying orc who was trying to squeeze into Johnson's plane with horrifying expressions on their faces.
Under its crazy tearing and support, the space crack that was originally only a few hundred meters in size has extended to thousands of meters. As he watched, the golden-bodied orc not only had its head, but also its shoulders and arms.
"It's... the god of the beast god... Gallon!"
