Chapter 54: Chapter 58 The Ogre Prophet
"This is impossible!"
The hill giant roared.
It rules the ogre tribe and has been neighbors with the Nature elves in the north for so many years. How can it not know how many Nature elves are there?
Even if the Nature elves are favored by the elven goddess and the population suddenly soars. But it will never reach a few thousand elves.
However, the ogre elder said that tens of thousands of elves invaded its territory.
Is he trying to Fool him?
The hill giant looked fierce.
Directly grabbing the ogre elder, and picked him like a chicken.
"You dare to tease the great king of the hills?!"
"No, Your Majesty, I didn't"
The ogre elder yelled in horror: "What I said is true there really are tens of thousands of elves! They have invaded our territory. In addition to the Nature elves, there are also a group of mountain giants.
All of them are at ninth-tier peaks, and their combat effectiveness is simply terrifying!"
"The more you talk, the more ridiculous you became!"
The hill giant threw the ogre elder to the ground fiercely.
The ogre elder spouted a mouthful of blood, and said in fear: "Your Majesty if you don't believe it, you will know if you go out and have a look! The prophet tells us that this war will be the end of our ogre tribe! Your Majesty, you must save us!"
At this time, the hill giant finally heard the screams coming from outside.
Its expression also changed slightly.
Is it true?
The hill giant said angrily: "The arrogant Nature Elves dare to provoke this king! Wait for it, you will be burned to ashes by the anger of the hill king!"
In a roar, the hill giant stepped away from the main hall.
The ogre elder also quickly got up from the ground and followed behind the hill giant.
…
After walking out of the main hall, the hill giant suddenly saw an unbelievable scene.
In the entire territory, there were scenes of ogres escaping everywhere, and at the same time, there were waves of screams coming from the foot of the mountain.
As the hill giant looked down the mountain.
He saw countless agile figures shuttling through the mountains and forests.
Some elven archers were shooting arrows, and elven huntresses riding on the Black Panther.
The face of the hill giant changed drastically.
Because the number of these elves is too much!
Sure enough, as the ogre elder said, this is an army of tens of thousands of Nature elves, and each of them is an elf with a profession.
In the eyes of the hill giants, the ogre tribe has always been the most powerful force in the dark forest. Neither the Nature elves nor the demon wolves in the south can compare to the ogre tribe.
but now.
The powerful ogre tribe was smashed by an army of Nature elves.
Everywhere he sees he saw ogres fleeing in terror.
Facing an army of elves that are as ruinous and well-armed, the ogres with simple weapons are not opponents at all.
Even if there are a few ogre elders organizing resistance, when the dense rain of arrows swept past, the ogres' camp disintegrated immediately.
"Retreat! Retreat to the top of the mountain!"
"Retreat! The attacks of these elf archers are simply terrifying!"
"Your Majesty the Great King of the Hill, please shelter us!"
The defeated ogres flooded towards the top of the mountain.
All the ogres were terrified to the extreme.
The entire mountain was surrounded by Nature elves from all sides, they couldn't escape at all.
Only the top of the hill, where the king of the hill resides, is their only hope.
They believe that as long as their King takes action, they will surely be able to repel the army of Nature elves.
Because their Majesty the King of the Hill is a king-tier powerhouse from the giant clan.
…
More and more ogres gathered at the top of the mountain.
But the face of the ogre elder was very ugly.
Originally there were more than 8,000 ogres in their tribe, but now there are only a few thousand people were left.
Almost half of the ogres died at the foot of the mountain within a few minutes.
The ogre wearing only animal skins couldn't resist those elf archers whose attack power was abnormal.
Those Nature elves riding on the backs of Black Panthers can easily kill their warriors and sometimes they even throw away their Silver Moon Scimitar in their hands harvesting more lives.
This is simply a massacre!
A battle of completely incomparable strength!
The ogre elder said with a trembling voice: "Your Majesty the Great King of the Hill, please tell me, what can we do to resolve this disaster?"
The hill giant turned directly into the megalithic palace.
When it came out, it was already wearing battle armor, holding a huge steel Warhammer in both hands.
How could the ogre elder not understand what it means?
And hurriedly persuaded: "Your Majesty, or we should organize the remaining warriors of the tribe. Under your leadership, we will surely be able to break out of the encirclement of Nature elves. The dark night forest can be given to those Nature elves, and we can go to find other places!"
"In the Holy Continent, there has never been a giant tribe that has escaped without a fight!"
The hill giant roared in a low voice, roaring up to the sky. It waved its steel Warhammer with both hands, causing them to hit each other, making a thunderous explosion.
In an instant, all the ogres gathered on the top of the mountain looked at their majesty.
At this moment, the ogres suddenly became confident.
They will not be defeated because they also had powerful king-tier giants.
"His Majesty King of the Hill!"
A group of ogre warriors approached an old ogre who has an old face holding a magic wand.
The hill giant nodded.
And other ogre elders hurriedly saluted: "Prophet!"
In every ogre tribe, there will be a prophet to guide the path of the ogre tribe. At the same time, the ogre prophet is also a magician.
However, what the ogre prophet masters is not ordinary magic, but very special aura magic.
The ogre prophet had a solemn expression, but said very seriously: "Your Majesty, the ogre tribe will advance and retreat with you to resist the evil Nature elves!"
While talking.
The magic wand in the hands of the ogre prophet slammed to the ground.
Suddenly, blood-red circles ripple visibly to the naked eye, centered on the ogre prophet, swayed towards the surroundings.
Every ogre that was affected by the blood-red ripples felt that their strength, defense, speed, and courage had been comprehensively improved, and their combat effectiveness had skyrocketed at the same time.
This is the halo magic of the ogre family.
It is very similar to the [Totem Drumming] of the Orcs.
Under the influence of the halo magic, the ogres gathered on the top of the mountain clench their weapons tightly, and their defeated confidence and fighting Elves re-emerged again.
The hill giant looked at the road leading down the mountain.
There, a large number of Nature elves appeared.
Walking in the front was the young Elf King, who was riding on the back of the Unicorn Queen.
Looking very noble!
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