All Gods: Lord’s Conquest

"Fight for the Wolf God!"

For crazy enemies, kill them back with an even crazier attitude.

With the blessing of the Wolf God, the orc warriors were very fanatical, because before, under the leadership of the Wolf God, they had never lost.

And this time, they believe the same is true. Even if the enemy is very powerful, so powerful that it is extremely difficult for them to even parry, but under the leadership of the Wolf God, they will be the same as before. The process may be difficult, but victory must belong to them.

With this belief, the orc warriors rushed towards the enemy without fear of death.

Then he was killed with a knife.

"In the name of my Lord, I grant you death!"

The black-armored soldiers had cold eyes, and with an unrivaled attitude, they killed the enemies rushing towards them.

Not strong in strength, but commendable in courage - this is the evaluation of them by the black-armored warriors.

Able to welcome death honestly, I have to say that these orc warriors are excellent.

The city gates have been broken, all the city walls have been occupied, and the city's fall has become inevitable.

In this case, if they dare to charge towards themselves, it means that they are ready to die.

But that was it.

As if they are afraid of death?

Under the king's gaze, death is not terrible, but the failure to fulfill my Lord's command is terrible.

One orc warrior fell down, and the corpses covered the ground. The bright red blood dyed the ground completely red, and you would even feel wet when walking on it.

The orc warriors were very courageous, but courage could not improve their combat effectiveness much, and the situation still favored the Night Tribe.

The black-armored warriors advanced slowly but firmly. They gave death to these brave men, which was the greatest respect for the enemy.

When there were no more orc warriors standing on the city wall, the siege was declared a victory.

"Praise my Lord!"

"Praise my Lord!"

"Praise my Lord!"

The black-armored warrior bathed in blood raised his head and shouted.

The army of the Night Tribe marched neatly into the city.

The cavalry was in front, the infantry behind, flanked by kobolds and gnolls, and behind them were half-metal giants.

All the orc residents in the city hid in their homes and closed the doors and windows for fear that they would be taken out and killed by the intruders.

Ye Zhan rode at the forefront and shouted: "Those who kneel down when going out will not be killed!"

"If you go out and kneel down, you will not be killed!"

The soldiers behind him also shouted, and the sound spread throughout the city.

Faced with the threat of a long knife at their necks, the orc residents hiding in the house only hesitated for a moment before walking out of the door.

Gathering the residents of the city, looking at these timid orcs, Ye Zhan said calmly: "You have lost this battle, but you don't have to worry. Our Lord is kind and will not kill you, so I hope you guys Be wise and don't cause trouble for me, otherwise you will be killed without mercy."

When the residents below heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

The night battle also announced a bunch of orders, including but not limited to sealing off the city and not being allowed to go out unless something happened.

At the end of his speech, he raised his hands in the air with great enthusiasm:

"You humble people are fortunate enough to be bathed in the divine light of our Lord, so you should be grateful! Praise my Lord, this is your honor!"

The night is coming.

The warriors of the Night Tribe were the first to shout loudly:

"Praise the eternal and supreme King of Night!"

"Praise be to the mighty and holy Lord of Darkness!"

The residents in the city hesitated for a moment, seeming to be thinking about something, and then they saw the cold eyes of the black-armored soldiers around them.

then

"Praise the eternal and supreme King of Night!"

"Praise be to the mighty and holy Lord of Darkness!"

The real hard-core and devout believers had died in the city defense battle just now, and the remaining orcs were just ordinary believers.

This is the border, so it is common sense that we will succumb to force.

But looking at the shouting people, Su Xingyu couldn't help but hold his forehead. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask and others couldn't see his expression.

‘I remember he was quite stunned before the night battle. Who taught him these lines? It’s really amazing! ’

Looking at Ye Zhan like a missionary, Su Xingyu couldn't help but be a little confused and didn't understand what made Ye Zhan change so much.

Ye San, who was working overtime, suddenly shuddered and felt that something bad was about to happen to him.

The main city of the werewolf tribe.

In the city lord's palace, Walker became extremely angry when he thought about the power of the invaders.

"Damn it, how could he be so powerful!"

He really couldn't understand why the other party was so powerful.

In just one invasion war, hundreds of thousands of extraordinary warriors can be sent out, and they are also mixed, including humans, orcs, and small giants. The most important thing is that these warriors are all ridiculously strong, at least second-level. exist.

You know, even in Walker's direct line of werewolf legion, only two-thirds of the warriors have reached the second level.

Most of Walker's resources were spent on these warriors.

Maintaining a second-level warrior legion is much more difficult than cultivating a second-level warrior legion.

Cultivation is a bottomless pit, and maintaining the cultivation of an entire legion is a huge bottomless pit. No matter how many resources are filled in, it will not be enough.

There are hundreds of thousands of at least second-level warriors. Walker can't even imagine how many blood crystals are consumed every day to maintain these legions.

But now is not the time to think about the consumption of blood crystals. If he doesn't think of a way, Walker feels that he may not be able to survive this wave.

The opponent was too powerful, and he couldn't see a win at all. Not to mention winning, he wasn't even sure how many days he could hold on.

After thinking for a while, Walker clicked on the system interface. All system functions turned gray, except for the help function.

When invading or being invaded, except for sending a distress letter to friends, all other system functions are unavailable.

However, this help function has its advantages and disadvantages, because after you ask for help, the intruder can also ask for help.

At that time, it is likely to turn into a big melee, and it will still be on his territory.

On his own territory, no matter what the outcome of the war is, he will definitely be among those who lose.

But right now, apart from asking for help, Walker really can't think of any other way.

A big melee is better than being beaten to death.

Walker rummaged through his friend list, filtering for help.

Apart from anything else, you must be strong enough, otherwise you will just be served food when you come in.

The two of them together do not want to defeat this player named 'Eternal Night', but they must at least make the other party feel threatened.

As long as the gain and effort are not equal, you will have to pay some price when the time comes, lower your profile, and believe that the other party will make a favorable choice.

Walker is now very lucky that he has added many friends, otherwise he would have to go back to before liberation overnight this time.

After searching for a while, he finally found a suitable target.

After editing a piece of information, vaguely modifying the intruder's strength, and promising enough benefits, Walker anxiously sent the request for help.