[Host equipment 'Character Card: Liam Hartwell', countdown 300 seconds, start timer]
Liam Hartwell was originally an ordinary person. After being struck by lightning, he acquired a death aura. Any creature that came within 50 feet of him, which is about 15 meters away, would die instantly.
Rules, superpowers, magic, viruses, magnetic fields...
Russell has never studied the principle of death aura. He only knows that if this character card is equipped and he is the center of the circle, there will be no grass growing within 30 meters in diameter. Moreover, it is an indiscriminate attack, and anyone who enters it will definitely die. There is no need for conscious control, but there is no way to distinguish between friend and foe.
Boom! ! !
The thunder fell, and the flash of light hit Russell accurately among thousands of people. The electric current danced in the air, and the twisting lightning lasted for two seconds before dissipating.
The thunder broke down the water flow, and a steady stream of water splashed in from all sides, holding Russell at his feet and letting him fall slowly to the ground.
There was deathly silence in the valley. Both the human defenders of the Horn Castle and Isinger's orc coalition were a little dumbfounded at this moment, shocked by Russell's sudden appearance.
The character card expires for 5 minutes. Russell did not pretend to be cool and said harsh words, but rushed out like an arrow from a bow string with his feet on the water.
In front of Russell, the densely packed orc troops were stunned. He charged towards the 30,000-strong army alone. Even a wizard was too arrogant.
"charge!"
"Traze the Horn Castle and kill all humans!!"
The orc commander stood on a high stone and waved the long knife in his hand to give orders.
"Kill! Kill! Kill————"
Suddenly, endless orcs rushed out like mad dogs, and the earth shook and roared.
The next second, Russell pressed mute. There were no flashes of swords, no loud shouts of killing. The orc closest to Russell suddenly flew down and fell to the ground. He said no and walked away very peacefully.
After the orc fell, all the orcs who entered the death aura died suddenly, regardless of their strength. Driven by the remnant of the charge, the corpses ran forward two steps before falling down. They lay at Russell's feet one by one, lined up neatly.
There was no wailing, no wounds, only a pair of eyes turned blue-white.
The orcs who rushed to the front realized that something was wrong and hurriedly stopped, but thousands of troops rushed forward. They couldn't stop as easily as they could. They were wailing and being crowded forward by the subsequent waves, and walked into the aura of death...
In the valley, a dramatic scene occurred. The orcs beside Russell tried their best to flee backwards, while the orcs behind him rushed forward with all their strength. After finally reaching the front, they fled backwards with all their might.
Russell stepped on the water and shuttled back and forth in the valley along the Z-shape. At this moment, he turned into a walking death, 30 meters in diameter, cut off from life, frantically harvesting the lives of the orcs.
"It's a wizard's curse!"
"Stop rushing! Run!"
"Don't stop me, I don't want to die..."
"..."
Countless howls of terror resounded in the valley. The charging formation was too crowded. The shouts in front broke their throats, and the people behind couldn't see what was happening. They kept shouting and burying their heads in the charge.
"Uuuuuuu——"
The retreat horn sounded, and the orc army stopped its momentum, turned around, and retreated backwards.
But even after evacuating, the orcs who turned from the back to the front were still confused and retreated in an orderly manner. The orcs at the front were frightened by the death radius. No matter how unafraid of death the warrior was, if he saw the people around him dying inexplicably without even struggling, he would instinctively want to run away and run away.
The impregnable formation collapsed layer by layer, and more and more orcs joined the fleeing team. They were crowded, trampled, and stabbed in the back, causing the slow and steady retreat to gradually begin to collapse.
The first phalanx responsible for the main attack collapsed, like a defeated army. The orcs' minds went blank and they just wanted to run.
In the second phalanx of the Essinger coalition, the orc commander waved his steel knife and ordered the orcs in front to stop where they were. However, people were crowding in like a tide, and the orcs couldn't stop even if they wanted to.
"Archers! Form up!"
"Fire the arrow!"
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"Fire the arrow!"
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"Free Fire!"
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"The front troops raised their shields and spears, and all the defeated troops were killed on the spot!"
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Russell didn't know what was going on behind him. It was too far away to see and hear clearly, and he was wandering in the valley with his feet paddling in the water in a Z-shape.
Killing people is like cutting grass, even more unparalleled than unparalleled!
The defeated army was more crowded than when they charged. After Russell passed by, the orcs froze on the spot, like cutting wheat, falling one after another.
Suddenly, the defeated first phalanx fled even more fiercely!
Fort Horn!
The castle was eerily quiet, and after a moment, they cheered like crazy.
On the high tower in the inner courtyard, Théoden looked at the battle below with horrified eyes. Russell was strolling around, and where he passed, orcs fell to the ground and died for no apparent reason, just like a magical story.
"Come here, gather the cavalry troops and rush out with me!" Théoden realized that the morale of the army was available, and realized that this was a golden opportunity, so he immediately ordered.
"King Théoden, you cannot open the city gate..." Legolas ran over quickly.
"What do you mean, do you want us to watch Wizard Russell fight alone?" Théoden frowned. The orcs' formation was in chaos, and they could be completely defeated with just one charge.
He was a little angry that he had been too conservative when arranging his troops. If the number of cavalry in the city were doubled several times, they would surely have accomplished extraordinary feats.
"No, Russell said before leaving, he is in danger now, you will die if you get close to him!"
Legolas said hurriedly. At first he didn't understand what Russell meant and thought he was pretending. It wasn't until the orcs died in droves that he understood what Russell really meant, that he was indeed showing off!
"Also, Russell said that the Essinger coalition will not launch a charge tonight, and tomorrow will be the moment of the real decisive battle..."
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"Hohohoho——"
Behind Essinger's second phalanx, three flying dragon monsters fluttered their wings, whipping up strong winds and passing over the battle line.
The three Ringwraiths held iron chains and controlled the flying dragon to swoop towards the chaotic defeated army. The flying dragon did not immediately besiege Russell. Instead, it spewed black poisonous mist, clawed at its mouth, and wreaked havoc on the defeated army in front of the second phalanx. Massacre, using the most ruthless method to suppress the fleeing defeated army.
"Hohohoho——"
After stabilizing the retreat of the defeated army, the three-headed flying dragon roared towards Russell under the control of the Ring Spirit.
With the strong wind blowing in his face, Russell raised his eyes and looked at the flying dragon, secretly saying that tonight's extra meal is here. Thunder flashed around him, and three silver-white giant wolves were released to rush into the air.
He himself continues to harvest the lives of the orcs. The character card time is valid and must be fully utilized to kill as many as he can.
Boom! !
The Ring Spirit rode the flying dragon, faced the oncoming thunder beast, raised his lance and stabbed it hard. The result was beyond Russell's expectation. The Nazgul, who were killed by Thunderbolt last time, came prepared this time. When the lance was directed into Thunderbolt, it actually absorbed all the lightning.
