Chapter 1124 The Time of Death

In the roar, the Hydra once again spit out a corrosive purple poison.

In the face of this level of attack, Orcas, the Grey Elf King, wouldn't just lose his position like that.

I saw the knight spear in his hand held high, and the elf mage troops gathered below cast spells at the same time.

Although the wind pressure is only a first-order wind spell, the power is very weak and the range is small, but when hundreds of elf wizards see the opportunity to cast spells at the same time, they can still bring a strong wind, want to blow away the nine heads The purple poisonous gas that the snake spewed out was obviously enough.

It is said to be poisonous gas, but in the end it is nothing but gas, and you cannot expect it to be blown away.

For this, Redis was clearly mentally prepared.

If the poisonous gas of the Hydra alone could kill his younger brother and let him re-enter the Grey Elf Castle and sit on the throne of the Grey Elf King, then he would not need to spend five hundred years to accumulate strength.

Moreover, the poison gas is indistinguishable between us and the enemy. To put it bluntly, it is a double-edged sword.

Now that it was cracked, Redis did not produce much emotional changes, but directly sent a signal to signal the army behind him to charge up.

At the same time as the signal was sent, a large black shadow quickly swept over in the distant sky, accompanied by a dense shrill sound.

After getting closer to a certain distance, Orcas finally saw clearly that it was a group of monsters that were half human and half bird.

"It's a harpy!"

The ugly face that seemed to be cursed made Orkas's eyebrows almost twisted into a ball.

The harpie's flight speed was very fast, and within a while, it was already approaching.

I didn't have time to think about it, I saw Orkas raised the knight spear in his hand again and shouted...

"Griffin Knight, follow me to meet!!"

With an order, Okas pulled the reins in his hand and directly controlled the gryphon under his seat to attack strongly, and the hundreds of gryphon knights behind him also quickly followed.

The gray elf king, who was over a thousand years old, still showed quite good skills at this time. The fighting power of the griffin knights was even more ferocious. In the process of rushing to kill, several eagles were directly torn apart. body of a banshee.

Radis, who looked up at the battle in the air, snorted coldly, but didn't care too much, but directly directed the Hydra to advance towards the gray elf city deep in the forest.

The huge body directly ran over the towering trees that blocked its eyes. Even if it didn't breathe poisonous gas, just relying on the body length of nearly 50 meters, it was enough to break out amazing destructive power!

Not to mention those flying arrows, even the ballista's attack could not pose much threat to the scaled Hydra, with an invincible attitude, it constantly suppressed the morale of the gray elf army.

Facing such a mighty Hydra, the Elf Prince Terrell, who is now over 500 years old, looked solemn.

In this battle, he and the other two generals in the clan will command the ground battle, but if this momentum continues, the battle on the ground will collapse.

In this battle, if you want to win the odds, you have to get rid of the Hydra!

But ordinary attacks are obviously useless against Hydra. The beast's black scale armor looks harder than their armor. If you want to destroy it, you must use powerful attack spells!

In the sound of breaking the air, the wind blade technique, which reached the fourth-level median spell, directly cut through the air, and slashed fiercely on the huge snake head of the Hydra.

One of the scales shattered directly, and the blood splattered out, proving that this attack succeeded in making the monster see blood.

However, before all the grey elf soldiers could feel ecstasy, a more violent and sharp roar pulled them back to the cruel reality!

"No, isn't it? The fourth-order wind blade technique failed to hit it hard?"

Different from the first-order, second-order, and third-order wind spells, the fourth-order wind blade art can be regarded as the type with strong attack power among the single attack spells of all attributes.

However, it was such a blow that it failed to injure Hydra?

This was simply too bad for all the grey elves present.

After being injured and seeing blood, the mad Hydra's attack became even more violent.

At the same time, the ground troops of Redis are also killing quickly. At this moment, the dark elves can be said to have the advantage!

The gray elves' army fought and retreated, and most of the forest area outside the Sunset Mountains quickly fell.

The situation was so bad that Trier, the elf prince, changed his face again and again.

"The fourth-order median spell can't hit the Hydra, so, then only the fifth-order upper spell can be used..."

Thinking of this, Terrell couldn't help but grit his teeth.

It is no exaggeration to say that the destructive power of high-level spells has basically reached the level of natural disasters. Even the gray elves who are known for their talent in spells have only a handful of high-level wizards born.

And there is only one high-level elf mage alive today.

"Go, go and invite the Great Elder."

Hearing this, a gray elf general standing beside him was shocked.

"His Royal Highness Prince!"

Probably because he knew what the other party was going to say, Trier lifted his hand and interrupted the words of the gray elf general.

"I know what I'm talking about. We have no choice. Now is the key to the life and death of our gray elves. If we can't stop the Hydra, the entire Sunset Mountain Range will probably fall. Now we can only, only..."

Speaking of Terrell here, his expression had already taken on an obvious pain.

"You can only ask the elders to sacrifice."

When he said these words, his entire voice trembled.

The surrounding grey elves fell into silence, while Terrell took a deep breath and spoke again after calming down...

"All the consequences will be borne by me!"

Then, before he could say anything more, an old voice sounded in everyone's ears...

"His Royal Highness is right. Now is the time when my family of gray elves lives and dies. If I sacrifice my old bones to save my family of gray elves, what's the harm?"

While speaking, the grey elf elder, leaning on a staff, had already walked in front of Terrell.

Looking at Terrell's appearance at the moment, a smile appeared on the elder's old face.

"Your Highness has really grown up."

A simple sentence, but it almost made Teller burst into tears.

"Grandpa Carters..."

At this moment, Terrell's heart is already filled with countless regrets and pains. The old man in front of him is not only the great elder of his grey elves, but also the 'Grandpa Carts' who has watched him grow up since he was a child. .

Now that he is 1,581 years old, his own existence is equivalent to an old man over 100 years old in the human race. His aging body and declining spirit have long been unable to bear the burden of high-level spells. .

In other words, once he casts a high-level spell, it will be his death!

"His Royal Highness doesn't have to feel guilty. I am over fifteen hundred years old, old man. To be able to die to save my family of grey elves is a decent death."

Congrats to the book friend 'Captain of the Winged Cavalry' for becoming the head of the book, and for the addition of the head of the book, the Commander of the Winged Cavalry, and thanks to the book friends 'Gu Mingdi Lemi' and 'Confused' for their monthly passes!