He angrily ordered the remaining Wolf Riders to protect the Warlocks in the middle of their summoning spells. Warlocks could not move freely while summoning demons, or the spell would be interrupted.
They were spellcasters who wore nothing but cloth robes, which could not withstand an Aerial Bomb bombardment. These Warlocks were certainly powerful, but they were just as undeniably fragile.
Seeing several hundred Orc Wolf Riders clustered around the Warlocks to protect them, the Gryphon Riders dropped countless black specks from the sky. The specks were tiny, clearly not Aerial Bombs, so the Wolf Riders protecting the Orc Warlocks resolutely stayed where they were, surrounding the Warlocks and letting the Gryphon Riders shower those black specks onto them, one after another.
In an extremely short time, each of the thirty Gryphon Riders dropped at least thirty black specks. They fell like raindrops, striking the Orc Wolf Riders who could not move while protecting the Orc Warlocks.
Some struck plate chestplates with a metallic clatter. Others landed on chainmail or the Worgs and pierced straight into flesh. Those that failed to penetrate wobbled for a moment before falling to the ground.
Chainmail and plate armor protected most of the Orc Wolf Riders' bodies, but quite a few spikes still pierced them. As for the unarmored Worgs, every hit drove a spike into their flesh.
Although the Wolf Riders guarded the Orc Warlocks closely, more than half the Warlocks were still hit. Some took direct hits, while others were struck by spikes that bounced off the Wolf Riders protecting them.
They wore only cloth robes. Their magic resistance was decent, but their physical defense was fucking pathetic. How could they withstand those tiny spikes? Anything that bounced or fell onto them was bound to pierce their flesh.
That was right! This