Arcane Lord

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But it is a pity that even human mages who are good at spell duel may not be able to counter the spells of these premeditated elves, let alone orcs whose understanding of magic is still only at the level of primitive witchcraft.

Thundercloud storms do appear very quickly, and their power may be very impressive, but if they can't hit the target, it's all in vain.

…

A few golden elf wizards immediately disappeared after casting the spell and began to descend, and the next moment, the result of the spell they had just cast began to appear—

I saw the top of the towering World Crest Mountains covered with snow and ice, as if it was knocked a few times by a pair of huge invisible hands, and the finished ice and snow began to slide down.

At first, there were only some subtle rustling sounds, but the further back they went, the louder the sound became, so that the roar was like a tidal wave, almost as good as the thundercloud storm just summoned by the orc shaman.

Even louder than that.

In the view of the orcs at the foot of the mountain, along with the massive ice and snow falling, and the vibration of the mountain, countless years of ice accumulation and snow falling down, it is like a world-destroying catastrophe.

After experiencing the shock at the beginning, countless orcs almost all started to run to the south without hesitation.

But in this wave of refugees that has spread across almost all orc tribes, there are also some who are going against the trend. Before the snow and ice in the sky, more than 20 bright and shining totem halos lit up on the lower half of the mountain.

Originally, these large tribes lived on the mountain to show their status, but now facing a sudden world-annihilation catastrophe, the mountain may be able to escape by luck, but it is almost impossible for the mountain to escape.

Even if a few powerful shamans escaped without the support of the tribe, they would not be able to escape the fate of being annexed or even destroyed in the end.

"Notify the patriarch and start the blood sacrifice immediately!"

An old great shaman walked out of the totem temple and issued the highest order. At this critical moment, only elders with prestige and experience would dare to make such a choice.

At the same time, more than 20 large tribes made the same decision almost at the same time, and the identity of the decision maker was roughly the same.

The stone knife was swung, and countless heads fell to the ground. At this moment, the spirit of the totem also became extremely active. Without waiting for the blood to flow naturally from the neck, it controlled the blood to break out of the body and spread to the totem pole.

After that, a shaman instructed the tribal warriors to get rid of the corpses, replace them with another batch, and continue to slaughter. Generally speaking, large orc tribes will raise a group of small tribes nearby for blood sacrifices.

But now, the natural disaster has come so suddenly, it is obviously too late to use all the people of the small tribe.

Tribal shamans control totems, totems create totem warriors, totem warriors are stronger than ordinary warriors, and ordinary warriors are stronger than ordinary tribesmen.

When the shaman gave an order to ask for blood sacrifice, he acted quickly from top to bottom. When the people of the small tribe who could be found temporarily were sacrificed by blood, their own sacrifices were quickly selected.

…

In midair, Yin Ste and his party, who were hiding their figure, saw such a tragic scene, even if they had long since stopped seeing the orcs as beings equal to themselves, they couldn't help but sighed.

But at this time, all the screams, wailing, cursing, and even sighs were inaudible under the cover of the thunder of the snow and ice above the mountain.

"This time, you must destroy at least two large totems to really hurt them, prepare for it, and do it when the final impact comes!"

Although he couldn't bear it, Yinsta knew that the orcs could not be completely eliminated by relying solely on the power of nature, and the shaman mastered the power of nature to a certain extent.

Although the blood sacrifice will hurt these big tribes, at least most of the elite ethnic groups can survive, and the large totem halo that forms a line on the mountainside will also block the ice and snow that fall on the mountain.

The small tribes below survived even more.

And even if there are not many survivors, as long as the totem is still there, it is always difficult to completely eradicate the orcs. In fact, Yin Star is not willing to completely eradicate the orcs for Yin Erfalang.

Not only can he not do it himself, but Yeerlan where he is located is also difficult to do.

If there is only one country and one faction in the Northland, the threat of the orcs can almost be ignored, but there is not only one country in the Northland, and there is not only one faction within a country.

Who is willing to sacrifice for others for no reason, and not get the slightest benefit?

…

Soon, the roar became more intense, to the point where Yin Star and other elves had to cast spells to protect them.

At this time, the ice and snow that fell on the mountain were all in sight. Countless crazy orc warriors cut their palms with stone knives and smeared blood on their foreheads, hoping to gain more power from the totem spirit in the upcoming collision of heaven and earth. The power of protection.

The shamans also focused all their attention, not on controlling the totem, but on finding possible attackers.

Before all this happened, there was a horn call from the bottom of the mountain, and it was suspected that the golden skin long ears from the south attacked again, which was not the same as the usual attack frequency.

The shamans suspected that the Armageddon might be the beginning, so they dared not let their guard down.

But it is a pity that Yin Star and other elves came prepared this time, and the target selection was not unique. Before the catastrophe, even a wise shaman would have difficulty considering it thoroughly.

After a few roars, all shamans sensed a message—

The spirit of a totem has fallen!

But at this time, the natural disaster could no longer allow them to think about it. Except for a few big shamans who dared to manipulate the wind and snow to check under the impact of massive ice and snow, the rest of the shamans could only take care of their own tribes, and at the same time ordered their tribesmen to continue blood sacrifice.

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And on the other side.

Yin Star and his party were destroying two large totems, and killed several big shamans and a few elf mages who rarely saw blood. At this moment, there was more bloodthirsty impulse.

"How about we destroy a few more totem poles?" an elves suggested.

At this moment, Yin Star was very sober and knew what the mission of his line was. After performing a concentration technique, he calmly rejected the proposal just now:

"It's not necessary, we've done enough, and we're helping Yin Erfalang. You don't want Yin Erfalang to wait too easily!"

"Oh, yes, almost forgot, so let's leave now?"

"Not yet, there are too few clues, and these orcs must be given clearer hints."

"Master Yinsta, you said that my heart is gone, hahaha!"

Afterwards, several elves acted independently, or left some ornaments with some unique characteristics left by the battle, or confronted some shaman who tried to probe, and released a few harsh words with their own identity.

About five minutes later, the ice and snow fell to the foot of the mountain, and Yin Star and his party disappeared again.

Only after disappearing this time, they never appeared again.