Villain Lord: Both The Player And The Protagonist Want To Kill Me

The walls of Erendela.

The city lord, Source Mage Blitz, stood in the cold wind, and the stench in the wind made him frown.

The powerful mage who had guarded the borders of Kalunkaya for a full 123 years thought he should splash some perfume on the city walls.

The smell was just too bad.

Briz's family has been guarding this place for generations, and no one can invade Kalenkaya.

The Titan's structure is the hardest shield in his hand, and the magic cannon on the city wall is the sharpest sword.

"cracking--"

A falcon's cry sounded, and the falcon composed of black mist turned into a black-robed mage and landed next to Blitzcrank.

Kneel down on one knee and report respectfully:

"Sir, we have found out clearly that there are 120,000 orcs in the army."

"These will not be all the fighting capabilities of the Beast King."

Blitz stared intently at the bright red tent of the Orc King in the center:

"Kurkel has led the orcs for more than four hundred years. His trump card is definitely more than that. What he has revealed now is only what he wants us to see."

"This is a good thing, sir." The black-robed mage stood behind Blitzcrank with his hands folded and his tone was contemptuous:

"We in Erendela have not experienced war for a long time. It is said that some nearby countries are always ready to make moves. It is time to show them the sharp blade of the Alchemy Country. Let's start by... crushing these orcs to death!"

"I have always been very confident in the country's alchemy technology."

Blitz said with a smile, and then her expression became serious again:

"But we must also respect the rules of this continent. The reason legends are called legends is because each legend can live for a long time until it becomes a legend. The key to living a long time is that they are strong enough and strong enough. clever!"

The black-robed mage bowed his head to accept Briz's teachings and stopped uttering wild words.

"Go and get ready, these orcs can't hold themselves back anymore."

"yes--!"

Within the city walls of Erendela, all the soldiers and mages were in a state of high tension at their posts. The strong soldiers pushed the magic cannon to the firing port, and the logistics troops began to reinforce the magic cannon to prevent it from firing again. In the process, they broke free from the launcher and moved enough magic crystals for use; knights patrolled around the city wall, inspecting the soldiers' equipment and work; mages and alchemists shuttled through the tall giant structure, passing through the spiral The stairs check every key node to ensure that the magic output is stable and the Titan structure can play its due role in the subsequent battle.

The earth magicians continued to strengthen the city wall, and ten layers of thousand-pound gates were released at the city gate, making the entire city impregnable.

Erendela's central square.

One hundred and eight magicians stood in a specific position on the formation with traces of the stars and the moon.

They held their staffs high and muttered words.

A long while.

Just listen to the sound of "buzz".

The 108 staffs fired mysterious magic lasers, and they gathered together to form a torrent of magic power that charged a witch-like statue in the center of the square.

The statue of the witch holds the book of knowledge in her left hand and points to the sky with her right hand.

A faint blue beam of light burst out from his fingertips and shot into the air.

Then it turned into a semicircular shield to protect the entire Erendela.

The champion knight Sigmen led the knight army to block the square and protect the magicians.

He held the sword in both hands and stared in the direction of the city gate. The black army behind him was like an iron wall.

If someone wants to hurt the magician supporting the shield behind him, he must knock down the iron wall.

The preparations have been completed, and neither side is afraid, only murderous.

Orcs are due to the characteristics of their race, while Erendela's soldiers are proud of their country and alchemical technology.

All Erendela's magic cannons entered the launch port. The Titan Construct raised its tall shield and held the Titan Sword backwards with its right hand - it was a super weapon made of obsidian and thousands of magic circles. Equipment, possessing the power to destroy heaven and earth.

The noise coming from the city wall further aroused the restlessness of the orcs under the city wall.

The melody of war sounded, the roars of the orcs, and the clash of armors merged into one.

Korkel's scarlet eyes looked at the silver-white city wall made of constructed soldiers. In order to capture the city in one fell swoop, he prepared for half a month on the city wall. He dug tunnels a week before and prepared the sacrificial site. , and in the next week, more troops were gradually added outside the city walls of Erendela, giving the humans of Erendela the illusion that the orc army was gradually gathering.

The sacrifice is now completed.

But it's not time to bring out the trump card yet.

First, let the orcs go up and sacrifice a wave, continue to paralyze the nerves of the Erendela defenders, and give them the illusion that they can slaughter the orc army at will.

The giant siege tower moved forward, loaded with a large number of cannon fodder composed of goblins and trolls.

"Tap tap tap—!"

These cannon-fodder orcs who have been blessed by the berserk spell are tapping their swords against their shields rhythmically.

The violent warlock behind him chanted a strange melody, danced in a way that normal humans could not understand, and was surrounded by totems with teeth and claws.

"Blessed by the ancestors!! Long live Sotan Trik!"

An orc roared loudly and threw the weapon in his hand high.

"Huha!! The orcs are invincible!!"

The chaotic roars shot straight into the sky, as if they were going to turn the sky upside down.

The Behemoth Legion hid behind the giant tower, and they pushed the siege tower and accelerated suddenly.

"Boom boom boom——!!" The dust and sand danced wildly, and the earth shook and howled.

The dense orcs surged toward the walls of Elendela like a tide.

And the giant god structure that Zhan Li had never understood finally took action.

Front wall.

The ten giant god structures waved their obsidian giant swords downward.

Thousands of magic circles were activated instantly, like carving red patterns on a black sword blade.

The blade of the sword stirred up scorching fire, and actually struck out with a huge flaming blade.

"boom--!"

The flaming blade fell to the ground, scorching the ground wherever it passed, leaving a ravine filled with sparks.

Like a wound that has been branded on the earth.

Countless orcs died tragically under this attack.

But the follow-up troops are still charging forward, and their marching speed is getting faster and faster!

The long sword constructed by the giant god was retracted and stood in front of him to enter the charging state. Just after a wave of attacks, the twenty giant towers that the orcs had just launched had been chopped down to only five. They continued to move forward without fear, but what awaited them But it was the cannon muzzles that lit up densely on the walls of Elendela.

"Whoosh whoosh-!"

Erendela's soldiers had no bows and arrows.

They only have countless magic cannons, starting from the middle of the city wall and spreading upwards, countless in number.

The intertwined magic beams tore the giant orc towers and the cannon fodder soldiers on them to pieces, and the first wave of attacks from the orc army turned into dust with loud thunder and small raindrops.