"Boom!"

A deafening sound...

Everyone on the battlefield saw a purple-black thunder piercing through the sky, penetrated the thick clouds, and slashed on the divine defense barrier of the Golden Tent tribe.

That trembling and terrifying force carries a majestic and majestic aura, making people unable to help but feel a sense of awe.

This is a God's punishment.

The blasphemy of several players on the statue once again triggered the true god's divine punishment!

Although hesitated for a moment when the divine punishment was slashed down this time,... he still fell down.

And the moment the divine punishment fell, the divine art barrier that was difficult to maintain under the repeated shooting of the catapult finally reached its limit, suddenly collapsed, turning into countless flying silver photons...

Purple-black lightning flashed over the Golden Tent tribe, spreading along the collapse of the magic defense barrier...

On the wall of the village, the orc priests who maintained the magic of defense had no time to scream, and they turned into ashes under these lightning.

Only the chief priest who had reached the golden throne survived.

But even if he survived, he vomited blood and his face turned gray. In an instant, he seemed to have grown up for dozens of years, like an old man who was about to die...

It seems that I won't live long.

Above the village wall, there was a strange silence.

The surviving orcs stared blankly at the sky, looking in a daze, as if they had not yet recovered from the divine punishment just now.

Flashes of thunder came from the sky, which were the dark clouds triggered by the divine punishment.

The next second, the raindrops as big as beans fell with ice and snow, poured on the heads of the orcs, and were cold in their hearts...

The barrier of defense magic was broken.

In the direction of the elves, there was a burst of cheers coming from the direction of the elves.

Li Mu looked excited. He raised his sword high and shouted loudly:

"The magic technique has been broken! Follow my orders and the whole army will attack! Start siege--!"

After speaking, the 30,000 elves army was about to move.

The next moment, the originally passionate background music suddenly changed, and turned into a more majestic and vigorous symphony, which seemed to be blowing the horn of the charge.

Listening to such music, the players' eyes were red and their adrenaline surged.

"Siege!"

Someone shouted excitedly in the crowd.

"Siege!"

Another player began to agree.

And as if it caused a chain reaction, after the first few players yelled, more players kept shouting:

"Siege!"

"Siege! Siege! Siege--!"

The sound continued to go from small to large, from scattered to neat, and eventually turned into roars of 30,000 people:

"Charge! Siege!"

"For the goddess, for the elves!"

The neat and vast sound covered the thunder in the sky and the sound of rain, resounding on the vast battlefield, and even the earth trembled.

On the wall of the village, the orcs who heard this sound changed and looked frightened.

While they were shocked, they were also a little scared and confused.

Such an army has never appeared in the world of Segus...

The siege cone and crossbow cart were pushed out by the players, and the ladder was also carried by them.

Immediately afterwards, the 30,000 army launched a charge from four directions at the same time!

Iris Citi was raised high by the players, and they pulled out their weapons and rushed towards the city walls like a tide.

The shooter players charged and shot, while more than a dozen catapults continued to shoot. However, this time, without the magic barrier, the Golden Tent Tribe had completely lost its power of resistance.

The huge "meteorite" burned with flames, smashing into the orc tribe, and hitting the stone-stacked walls of the village, causing a violent explosion and making loud bangs.

Even if it is a downpour, it cannot extinguish the flames caused by the explosion of the magic stone...

In just a moment, the golden tent tribe was filled with flames.

And the simple village wall was even more shaky under the shooting of a catapult, as if it would collapse in the next second.

The light rain of arrows and elementals was pouring into the city wall again, but this time, there was more ranged magic.

Those were some mage players who rushed to the front.

They have already entered the magic range.

The colorful magical brilliance and arrows intertwined, turning into colorful brilliance with hidden murderous intent, submerging the village wall.

The casualties of the orcs guarding the city began to soar at an extremely exaggerated speed...

The orcs have no spellcasters other than priests.

At this moment, this has become their biggest weakness.

Faced with the players' dense ranged magic attacks, they lost the defensive barrier and could only barely support behind the wall, and almost lost the power to counterattack.

Soon, the players who rushed to the front approached the city wall.

If you look from the sky, you will find that the entire Golden Tent tribe has been completely closed by the black elves...

The attack of the catapult stopped.

The final stage of siege has officially begun.

The ladders were lifted up by players and placed on the city wall.

Tank warrior players were wearing heavy armor and holding weapons that were shining with cold light. They screamed and climbed up the city wall under the command...

The crossbow chariot aimed at the tower on the village wall and shot three meters long crossbow arrows, destroying the last resistance of the orcs little by little...

At the city gate, more than a dozen players surrounded the siege cone depicting reinforcement magic and piercing magic, and began to collide with the city gate...

"Bang...bang...bang...bang..."

Those sounds of collision sounded under the city walls and in the ears of the orcs, like the death knives of the end of the world...

The orc priest who had run out of oil and was helped up by his subordinates. He forced himself to endure the pain all over his body and ordered with difficulty:

"Stop them! Don't let them climb up!"

"Protect the city gate! Protect the city gate!"

His voice was hoarse and almost silent.

With his orders, more orc warriors climbed the village wall and joined the battlefield.

At the same time, the fastest player also climbed up the village wall.

The melee begins.

The one who rushed to the front was the silver-level tank warrior player.

Although these players who have chosen the guardian expertise have limited attack power, their defense power is extremely terrifying.

They were like human-shaped titans, and began to rush around the village walls.

The orcs are obviously stronger, and the orcs are obviously taller...

However, when facing these human-shaped flesh shields with heavy armor and halos of magic players, the maces and scimitars in their hands seemed to have become players and could not cause damage to them at all.

Headed by Demacia, the tank warriors instantly tore the defense line of the orcs on the village wall like a sharp blade.

Immediately afterwards, more players climbed up the city wall and started fighting with the orcs.

The sound of swords and swords were everywhere, mixed with the sound of heavy rain, screams, and the explosion of magic, which was extremely majestic.

The player who rushed to the front fell down, and soon another player made up and fought fearlessly.

In this situation, no one cares about his own life.

All players were as if they were going crazy and fought to the death.

Their purpose is only one-

Crack the orc tribe!

More and more players are climbing the village wall, while half-orcs are becoming more and more messy.

Their formation has been torn apart by the players.

The average level of players is very high.

Even the lowest level public beta players have level 31.
To be continued...