Boom, the mighty momentum swept across the bloody battlefield. After a period of fighting, the coalition army was the first to bear the pressure and dispatched four levels of high-end combat power to clean the battlefield.

    Before, in order to hang the wild wolf of the captain of the orc King''s court, the coalition sent two fourth-order major generals, and finally killed the wild wolf at the cost of one seriously injured and one slightly injured. Now the human coalition sent another fourth-order major general, major general Walda of the kingdom of Begur.

    In addition, major general Burt, who was slightly injured before, joined hands with extraordinary strength, and the air burst with a blow. In a short moment, they just suppressed the increasingly fierce Orc forward force.

    To some extent, the fourth order extraordinary people already belong to the category of non-human, and their strength has reached this point. Unless they are stupid, the general number has lost its meaning to them.

    Although under the banner of glory, the orc forward troops generally have the physical quality of the first-order extraordinary, this does not change their weakness in the face of the fourth-order extraordinary.

    "Is that all mankind can do?"

    When a large number of orcs were slaughtered, a shadow fell, and the orc King court captain violent bear appeared in front of Burt and Varda.

    "Oh, have you finally come out? I thought you were going to continue to be shrinking turtles? I hope you can hold on longer than the old dog before."

    With a sneer, the corners of his mouth cracked, revealing his teeth with shredded meat. Burt looked at the violent bear with the same eyes as his prey.

    Boom, the collision between the fourth order suddenly started, pouring a basin of cold water on the fanatical battlefield below. At this moment, both the human coalition and the orc pioneer spontaneously bypassed this area, leaving enough space for the collision of the three fourth order.

    Pit, white beard figure quietly appeared here.

    "Can you move?"

    "Not bad, not bad."

    Hearing white beard''s words, bear, barely breathing, struggled to get up from the ground, but he failed in the end.

    "Lord white beard, did I disappoint my father? I failed too much."

    Bang, unable to fall to the ground, the bear''s tone is particularly low.

    "No, otherwise I wouldn''t be here."

    Looking at Bear''s decadent appearance, white beard''s tone was as low as ever.

    Hearing this, the bear suddenly had a light in his dead eyes.

    "Well, I''d better take you."

    With that, Baihu reached out and picked up the bear''s huge body with one hand.

    "Hey, the people who killed us want to go like this. You think too much..."

    Boom, the air cracked, covering up the unfinished words, and white beard kept walking.

    Hearing this, he raised his head laboriously. The Bear looked at the scene behind him. He saw that it was empty, not even the shadow of an ORC. Only a red blood mist floated there for a long time.

    "Is this Lord white beard?"

    Looking at such a scene, the bear''s eyes are excited and yearning.

    When the strength reached the point of white beard, ordinary extraordinary people were not qualified to stand in front of him at all. Just like just now, he just hit a punch, and a third-order Orc commander and an unknown number of orcs turned into fly ash, which was either described or literal.

    "Although the performance is somewhat unsatisfactory, it is also qualified as the basic version."

    Looking at the pacifist bear and the Black Knight brought back by white beard, Sean''s eyes showed the light of thinking. From the results, the test was relatively satisfactory and the goal was basically achieved.

    At this time, the Black Knight suffered serious losses. Only three survived, and the remaining seven were brought back by white beard. In addition, the pacifist bear who only had one breath looked really miserable.

    "Who are they?"

    His eyes turned on the Black Knight''s broken body, and ASIM''s face showed a look of doubt.

    "Construct."

    Knowing what ASIM meant, Sean didn''t hide it and gave the answer.

    "It''s a construct."

    Hearing Sean''s answer, ASIM''s broken gold eyes flashed with relief, but then he felt something wrong. It seems that the constructs he learned from the data are somewhat different from the performance of these Black Knights.

    "Kill."

    The murderous spirit rushed into the sky. With the passage of time, the orc army finally came up.

    "The situation is a little bad."

    "Yes."

    Looking at the situation on the battlefield, ASIM''s look became dignified.

    After the orc troops came up, the line of defense that had been relatively stable by the human coalition suddenly became precarious and felt like a thousand miles of collapse.

    Although these follow-up orcs did not receive the blessing of the banner of glory, they were too many, which brought great pressure to the human coalition.

    Originally, the large fleet at sea should have shelled the orcs on the way of charging and killed them on a large scale, but thousands of guns of the large fleet were misfired at the critical moment, so that the pressure of the human coalition forces on the front battlefield at this moment was unexpectedly high.

    At this moment, the sea was red, thousands or more fire crows were constantly attacking the fleet, and the harsh croaking was disturbing.

    The individual strength of these fire crows is not strong. An ordinary soldier can break up their bodies as long as he picks up his sword and cuts it accurately, but there are too many of them. They can''t be killed in a short time. The most important thing is that these fire crows pose a great threat to the large fleet whose main body is sail warships. Although warships have been treated with fire prevention, they are not easy to be ignited, But this is not easy. Relatively speaking, coupled with sails and ropes, the situation of the big fleet is really bad at the moment.

    "General Joey, things seem to be in some trouble."

    Wielding a wind blade, he hanged the fire crow in front of him, and storm bishop ebou turned his eyes to Joey.

    "Yes, I didn''t expect the orcs to have such means. I really underestimate them."

    At this moment, Joey''s face is also a little ugly. If the orcs launch a strong attack on the fleet as before, he doesn''t care. He has enough means to deal with it. Now, relying on the number to carry out the coverage attack makes him a little tied up. He has power and nowhere to vent. It''s really depressing.

    "This should be the means of ORC totem priests, and only they can manipulate the power of elements on such a large scale."

    With that, ebou turned his eyes to Gattuso, where a totem pole connected to heaven and earth stood.

    Hearing ebou''s words, Joey understood what he meant. Since he couldn''t solve the trouble, he would solve the trouble maker.

    "Hey, I can only try."

    It''s a good idea, but it''s not easy to achieve.

    Between the words, a long bow, one high and flowing with blue light, appeared in Joey''s hand.

    The long bow is luxurious, with exquisite patterns depicted in secret silver and inlaid with three cat''s Eye gems, with strong extraordinary fluctuations all over.

    "Is this the dragon war of water, a five level wonder inherited by the Medici family? It''s really a praiseworthy creation."

    Looking at the bow that appeared in Joey''s hand, ebou''s eyes showed brilliance.