The wind blades were not as strong as the Tyrant's thousand jin strength, and they quickly shattered into pieces. The wind blades continued to collide, breaking into countless elements.
However, there were too many Wind Blades, and the Tyrant was forced to retreat with great force. Its footsteps became unstable and it fell to the ground.
It was like," Mage Dameron is amazing.”The upper echelons of the army stood in the distance as if they were watching a show. They saw that Dameron and the Tyrant were constantly fighting. The people nearby all retreated and fought in their vast territory.
When everyone was paying attention to the situation at the venue, no one saw the faint red smoke floating in the distant sky. The smoke was blown away by the breeze and quickly spread to the entire battlefield.
The smoke was tasteless. After it thinned, it was hard to see clearly. Everyone sucked on their stomachs as they breathed.
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
"What happened? My body!"
The orcs and humans suddenly regained their rationality at that moment, but their bodies made actions that they could not control.
Each of them held their own weapons and were cut down by their companions. Everyone died tragically under the knives of their companions, and strange things happened.
Some of them had their heads chopped off on the spot, but their bodies were still moving, crazily waving the weapons in their hands.
"Stop! Stop! It's me!"
"Ace! I'm your younger brother."
No matter how much he sought forgiveness, the killing continued. At least one-third of the human army was smoking. There were also quite a number of orcs.
The soldier who did not smoke suddenly had the knife on his shoulder cut by his companions around him. He angrily fired at the other party. The iron pierced the other party's glabella, but he still attacked himself.
"Demon! Must it be a demon?"
Everyone immediately accepted this saying about demons. They could still walk after cutting their heads, and they could still strangle their necks with their arms cut.
All the blame was placed on the poor Evil Demon.
The entire army was in chaos. Hegel and the other higher-ups tried their best to calm the army down, but it was useless. If the people were in chaos, it would not be easy to take them away.
Hegel, who could control his body no matter how much he drank, quickly ran out of Iron Song and left.
Dameron and Tyrant were getting more and more empty in this area. You came to me while the two of them were fighting. Use Wind Magic. Tyrant couldn't get close to Dameron. Similarly, the Tyrant could not harm Dameron.
Standing in the audience, God raised his arms. From the wounds on his fingers, large amounts of blood surrounded him. The blood beads were very clear, like rubies, setting off the image of a god and a bloody man.
"For my revenge, put on a big show. Ma Lan, Tie Ge, pay the price for what you've done.”The god muttered to himself angrily. No one knew what he was talking about. Only he knew his own heart.
"Blood control." Countless blood balls lined up in the air, forming a long line. Each blood sphere would produce a hair-thin red line that flew towards the battlefield, piercing into the bodies of humans or orcs, under the control of God. That was the reason why their bodies could not be controlled by him.
"God, your Great Prophet has gone deeper.”When did the angels, who had disappeared for a long time, come to this audience and compliment the gods?
"What's wrong there?" The god replied that he did not pick him up.
"Everything is going smoothly. After Tyrant and his subordinates left, I secretly mixed your blood into that pot. As long as you are willing, the entire Ironsong Tribe will become your slave.”
Come on, let's watch the show together.
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Slaughter was the tens of thousands of human soldiers being controlled by God to fight against thousands of berserk orcs. Even if their necks and limbs were broken, they would continue to attack until they were cut into minced meat.
"Damn it!" Scar walked in Iron Song City. He couldn't find the shadow of God and the people of heaven. The anxiety in his heart was getting more and more impatient.
At that time, the tall orcs had come out of the crossroad ahead. His eyes were blurry and his actions were delayed. At first glance, he seemed to have lost his rationality. The moment the orcs saw the bell, they immediately took action.
He quickly ran towards the bell, his muscles expanding continuously. It was obvious that he had accumulated a lot of strength.
"Bang!"
The orc's fist hit Curly Hair's face, and Curly Hair quickly reached out to block it. However, he realized that the orc was very strong. Under the fist, Curly Hair's hands were numb and sore.
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