With a single witchcraft spell, only one third-tier Orc warrior remained alive.
The other second-tier and first-tier Orcs were almost all dead or wounded.
Even those who had not died had basically lost all combat capability.
As for the ordinary Orcs, there was even less to say. Under such terrifying witchcraft, only scraps remained.
Forget the Orcs—even the city walls had been lashed with enormous scars.
The Astral Spirit Guard and the treant Charles had summoned, despite Charles deliberately controlling the spell, were also severely injured.
This witchcraft had no ability to distinguish friend from foe.
Even so, these two summoned third-tier beings utterly crushed the other surviving third-tier Orc warrior.
The three third-tier Blood Ring Knights also charged onto the city wall.
They did not spread out. Instead, they gathered together and began sweeping across the wall.
Boom!
As great clouds of blood-red mist billowed out, the Blood Ring Knights' figures flickered in and out of view within it.
"Aahhh!"
"What is this?!"
"My eyes! My face!"
The Orcs wailed.
These ordinary Orcs could not even see their enemies clearly within the blood mist.
Moreover, the blood mist continuously weakened their combat strength while enhancing that of the Blood Ring Knights.
The blood mist could wound enemies, heal the Blood Ring Knights' injuries, and increase their attack power.
The three Blood Ring Knights, charging in formation, were like tigers entering a flock of sheep.
At the same time, Charles formed several massive fireballs and hurled them toward the city gate.
"Rumble rumble rumble!!"
Several consecutive explosions blasted the gate of the outer wall straight into the sky.
If it had been an Elven city, it would mostly have had fixed witchcraft runes that could strengthen its defenses.
But these Orcs had already used their brains just by being willing