The King

  Chapter 245 The Power of the Forbidden Curse

   At noon, the sun hangs in the middle of the sky, and the soft sunlight fills the earth, dispelling the winter cold.

  Two teams in formation met on a wide plain. Step by step, the distance is getting closer, and the atmosphere of chilling permeates between heaven and earth.

  The Emperor Beamon, who was sitting in the camp of the Chinese Army, stood upright under the handsome flag, without a trace of old age.

  At this moment, he was using sharp eyes to size up the enemies that appeared in the sky.

  Although it was used as bait, in order to make the show more realistic, this time he gathered all the elite troops in the vicinity.

   There are thirty-five elite legions, and there are countless cannon fodder troops.

   Such a lineup is enough to fight a war of annihilating the country.

  The team in front of me is only a part of the troops participating in the battle, but they are all elites of their own.

  If these human armies can be annihilated in one fell swoop, the defense line of the Alpha Kingdom will become paper, and the vast plains will allow them to roam.

   "Infantry attack and fight the enemy hand-to-hand!"

  Emperor Bimon ordered with a blank face.

  Orcs are proficient in melee combat. In previous battles, their first choice was to approach quickly and fight in close quarters.

  Suddenly, the advancing human army stopped.

   I don’t know when there was an extra sun in the sky, and the fire element between the sky and the earth surged wildly. The experienced orc priest hurriedly exclaimed:

   "Your Majesty, get out of the way. This is a forbidden spell—Fire Hell!"

  Hearing the "Forbidden Curse", Emperor Behemoth rushed to the rear and retreated for several miles before stopping.

  The agility of the body almost exceeds the visibility of the naked eye, and it is definitely a strong one.

  The fiery red sun descended from the sky, but the target was not the handsome flag, but fell on the Ursine heavy infantry regiment ahead.

  Although everyone has heard the priest's reminder, it is obviously beyond the reach of ordinary orcs to avoid the curse.

  Under the scorching flames, countless bear soldiers were wiped out without knowing what happened, and even the armor on their bodies melted into molten iron.

   A full bear army was gone, and the aftermath of the flames also spread to the nearby orc army.

   It was okay to send him directly to see the Beast God, but the worst thing was the orc soldier who was affected and did not die immediately. One was roasted into a suckling pig, and he smelled his own meat before dying.

   Although everyone is used to seeing life and death, this method of death still exceeds the inner capacity of many orcs.

  The old Bimon Emperor was also full of anger. He just thought of running away when he heard the "Forbidden Curse" just now, and he lost his wise image.

   After calming down, he secretly scolded himself for being stupid. He didn't even get the secret method of longevity, so how could a strong human race kill him?

   It can be said bluntly, now that "Forbidden Curse" sees him, he has to take a detour.

  For the sacrificial group, Emperor Bimon is now full of fire. Venting anger is second, the key is that the enemy has prepared a forbidden spell, but they don't even know how to intervene.

   This is a bit embarrassing for the priest, the "Flaming Hell" came so fast that there was no chance to interfere.

   There is only one explanation for the enemy's ability to release the forbidden spell so quickly: there are enough strong ones.

  The release speed of the forbidden spell mainly depends on the energy. The energy required by the forbidden spell is terrifying, and the gathering time will naturally not be short.

  That's only for individuals. When a large team of mages jointly attack, the time for energy gathering will undoubtedly be greatly shortened.

   Judging from the situation just now, the enemy not only gathered a group of fire magicians to jointly attack, but also used a large number of fire magic crystals to accelerate energy convergence with the help of magic circles.

   Before he had time to explain to Emperor Bimon, the wind elements between heaven and earth began to gather again. Seeing this scene, the sacrificial group hurriedly intervened.

  It's a pity that it was too late. When they disturbed the sea of ​​elements, countless shining wind blades had already appeared in the sky.

   "This is the forbidden spell of the wind element - Hell Wind Blade Dance, get down!"

   There was no accident, the reminder from the old priest was a bit too late.

  The wind blades flying all over the sky have already entered the orc army and started harvesting. The most miserable is the cavalry, who stand high and see far, and sit high and die miserably.

  The wind blades flying all over the sky really want to dance, but it costs money to appreciate other dances, and this dance is terrible.

  Compared to the previous flame hell, the coverage area of ​​Hell Wind Blade Dance is obviously larger, covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters.

   It is still far from destroying a city, but in this specific occasion, the damage caused is not small at all.

   Being attacked by forbidden spells one after another, and the family's priest group was not strong enough. Under the control of panic, the orc army, which was already not well disciplined, fell into chaos.

   Immersed in the blow of the enemy's forbidden spell, Emperor Bimon, unable to extricate himself, was so shocked that he could not speak at this moment.

   It's been so many years, I didn't expect to encounter the forbidden curse again.

  I wanted to reprimand the sacrificial group for their incompetence, but seeing the few sacrificial priests accompanying the army, I swallowed the words again.

   It is obviously embarrassing the beast to count on the hundreds of priests accompanying the army to fight against thousands of higher-quality human mages.

  Even if it's just interfering with spellcasting, this is beyond their ability. Who let the race make a lot of money this time, and a large group of strong people emerged.

  If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Bi Menghuang would not have believed that there are so many old immortals alive in the human race.

  Concentrating the priests of the entire orc empire would at best interfere with the other party's spellcasting. The orc empire, which dominated the mainland at its peak, could do it if it wanted to rely on the sacrificial group to suppress the enemy's mage group.

   "Withdraw!"

   Emperor Bimon ordered decisively.

  The enemy doesn't play by the rules, and can no longer stay here and be beaten.

  It is unlikely that the forbidden spells will be released continuously. The forbidden spells of the fire and wind systems have come out, but are there any magicians of other departments who have not shot it?

  Theoretically speaking, as long as there are two great magisters or a dozen magisters joining forces, and supplemented by a large group of fellow mages, it is possible to release the forbidden spell.

  Of course, this lowest-standard forbidden spell not only has a reduced power, but also takes an unusually long casting time.

  The forbidden curses of the human race gathered so quickly just now, and their power is not small among the forbidden curses.

  Even if the two lines were ruled out, Emperor Beamon still didn't dare to stay and fight again. Especially after feeling the subtle magic fluctuations, he didn't dare to delay here.

  Deaths are common in wars, but soldiers should not be allowed to die like this.

   A forbidden curse took away tens of thousands of elites, and let the mages of the various races take turns to come, and the elites he brought out might lose more than half.

  This time I came here to lure the enemy, not to contribute to the enemy.

  If all this army is lost, the military strength of the Orc Empire will directly drop by 30%. There is no need to continue the subsequent war at all.

   "Bi Menghuang wants to run, hurry up!"

   There was an exclamation, and the Grand Master Knights rushed out. That indomitable momentum pressed down on the orc army like a mountain.

   In front of Changsheng, any orc who dares to block their steps will regret coming to this world.

  The top master who was rarely seen in the past became the vanguard of the army at this moment, and the real massacre began.

  The orc soldier in charge of the rear of the palace threw himself into the arms of the orc before he understood what was going on.

  If it wasn't too chaotic on the battlefield and they couldn't find the position of Emperor Bimon, it is estimated that they could leave the army and fight there.

"Army attack!"

   After reacting, Marshal Campbell hastily ordered.

   When it comes to the person who hates the orcs the most, the Alpha Kingdom is definitely the first choice. How could the Royal Army be absent from this opportunity to beat the dog in the water?

  Enemy cavalry is fine, those guys are not easy to chase; but the two-legged infantry, Marshal Campbell is not going to let it go this time.

  The morale of the enemy army has been lost, and the combat effectiveness is ten to seven. Annihilation may not be realistic, but there is still great hope for the disabled.

  The army was defeated like a mountain, and Emperor Bimon, who was in charge of the Chinese army, felt that he was running for his life in a hurry for the first time in a century.

  I originally thought that after a **** battle, I would slowly fall into a disadvantage, and then make a strategic shift to lure the enemy into the bait.

  Unfortunately, no matter how cunning and scheming, Emperor Bimeng still underestimated the allure of the secret method of longevity.

  The human masters brought out this time, both in quantity and quality, exceeded his expectations.

  Not to mention the heavy losses of the army, whether the traps set up can bury so many enemies, Emperor Bimeng has no idea at all.

   Looking back at the group of guys flying in the sky, Bi Menghuang involuntarily accelerated his escape speed.

  The picture is really brutal. The Eagle Legion, which was in charge of harassing the enemy from the air and buying time for the army to retreat, directly **** up those old immortals with blood flying all over the sky.

  A group of sky knights and great magisters were flying above, and Emperor Bimon felt—bitter!

   It's all the fault of the prodigal ancestors. If the orc empire hadn't declined, they wouldn't have been bullied by the enemy like this.

  Send experts to intercept, that doesn't exist.

  Even though Emperor Bimon was surrounded by masters of the same level to guard him, and even he himself was not weaker than those guys, the difference in numbers between the two sides was too great.

   Reason told him that it was not easy for the Bimon Royal Court to accumulate such a small family fortune, and it is better not to prodigal.

  The chase and fleeing battle is still going on, but the army following Beamon Emperor is less and less, and the enemy's pursuers are getting closer and closer.

  Fleeing all the way, I don’t know how many orc soldiers paid the price of their lives in order to intercept the enemy and buy him time to escape.

  These military operations were spontaneously organized by the most loyal generals. The master with a dark heart had long realized that the target of the chasing soldiers was Emperor Bimeng, so he left the team early,

  Knowing that these actions of his direct subordinates are meaningless, Emperor Bimeng can only pretend not to see it.

  Bait is not so easy to use. Once the enemy finds out that something is wrong, all previous efforts will be wasted.

   They are all old foxes, who have seen various scenes at a large age. It is not easy for everyone to live to the present age.

   "Closer, closer!"

  The destination is close at hand, and the eyes of Emperor Beamon burst out with hope.

   Faster, faster. The galloping behemoth has already left the army behind, and only a small number of masters can keep up.

   "Something is wrong, the enemy actually broke away from the army, is there really Emperor Bimeng among those people?

  False and real, true and false.

   That old guy, Bi Menghuang, is not bad at using troops, so there may be fraud in it!

  Morrison, you know the most about this old neighbor. Is there anything you want to say? "

   An old magister said.

  As one of the top powerhouses of the Alpha Kingdom, he is also a retired member of the royal family. Morrison has been dealing with orcs for most of his life, and has participated in countless battles, large and small.

  The only thing he knows about his old enemy, Bi Menghuang, is what he eats every meal.

   "After all, it is an old overlord with some special means, which is also understandable.

  Let everyone be careful, and shoot directly if something is wrong.

  I always feel that the enemy is deliberately leading us here, maybe there is something waiting for us in the valley ahead. "

  Morrison's words made everyone look a little dignified.

   But at this point, it is impossible to give up. Strength has brought sufficient confidence to everyone.

  With so many top experts gathered, even if the orc empire has a few sanctuary powerhouses ambushing here, they can handle it.

  On the continent of Aslante, there is no place they cannot go to. If there is one, perhaps there is only the legendary Dragon Island.

   "Boom!"

  A huge explosion sounded, and for a while there was flying sand and rocks in the valley, and you couldn't see your fingers when you stretched out your hands.

  The astonishing mutation made Emperor Bimon and his party who entered the valley look extremely ugly. The enemy hasn't come in yet, but the enemy's attack has come one step ahead.

   "Your Majesty, the enemy seems to have noticed something, and did not rush in.

  Start the blood sacrifice in advance!

  With such a distance, even after the door of the abyss opens, they cannot escape.

  If we let them continue to test like this, all the sacrifices we prepared will be tossed and useless, and I am afraid that we will not be able to attract enough powerful demons. "

  The reminder from the old priest made Emperor Bimon wake up instantly.

   "Okay, go host!

  Others, get ready, once the gate of the abyss opens, we will leave here immediately.

   There must be no hesitation, except for sacrifices, all living beings are their blood food.

  Once they lock the breath, it will be a big trouble. "

   Seeing Emperor Bimeng's serious expression, everyone nodded in response. They don't want to taste the feast specially prepared for the strong of the human race.

  An ancient sacrificial song sounded, and a tiny slit appeared above the altar, and the blood beads on the ground gave off an evil breath, drifting away along the slit.

   A group of boys and girls who were escorted by soldiers had their wrists cut off one after another. The blood flowed slowly along the blood nest, and under the infestation of blood beads, it was like an abyss of Styx.

   On the other side of the slit, as if drugs had been released, nearby demons floated over one after another.

   Follow the cracks one by one, trying to squeeze in and out, trying to cross the boundary to enjoy the feast.

  It's a pity that just as I poked my head out, it was swallowed by the turbulent space in the middle, as if to warn outsiders: Those who cross the boundary will die!

   Such a little difficulty obviously cannot scare the greedy demon. Every day in the abyss, absorbing the chaotic atmosphere, negative emotions are infinitely magnified.

  The space turbulence devoured some demons, but more demons continued to join in, and the cracks in space continued to expand with the joint efforts of all the demons.

  Seeing this scene, the old priest smiled slightly, as if enjoying the most beautiful music.

  Suddenly concentrating, he murmured to himself: "Dozens of them died just now, and the number of introductions seems to be a bit insufficient, unable to exert the maximum power of these blood beads.

   That's all, anyway, they will die anyway, so let's use waste!

   Presumably, His Majesty will not object, and if he is really an important confidant, he will not arrange this deadly task.

  You guys immediately call all the soldiers in the valley, I have something to tell. "

  (end of this chapter)