Coven recited the incantation silently and concentrated on releasing the magic.

The 'Holy Light Barrier' he released this time is a compound magic that he improved.

The 'Holy Light Barrier' pioneered by Kewen only has a healing effect and can continuously treat injuries and enhance the strength of friendly parties within the barrier.

Inside the basic version of the 'Holy Light Barrier', human soldiers can barely fight against the orcs, and they will no longer be easily harvested by the orcs.

But even then, with less than two thousand soldiers now, they can barely fight against the same number of orcs.

But now there are nearly 10,000 orcs, and the gap in numbers is too big.

Therefore, Kewen can only use the enhanced version of 'Holy Light Barrier'.

In the enhanced version of magic, Kewen added the lethality of 'light magic elements'.

But Kewen had a lot of things going on during this period, and there was not enough time for him to completely perfect the magic.

Therefore, the magic of 'Holy Light Barrier Type 2' is still somewhat insufficient in terms of lethality. The 'light magic element' mixed in 'Holy Light' can only have a weak burning effect.

But as far as the current situation is concerned, the enhanced version of magic is enough.

Because the orcs don't know much about magic, they were originally hesitant about the 'Holy Light Barrier'.

When some orcs tried to put their hands into the barrier and were burned by the 'light element', even though it did not cause real harm to them, the orcs were frightened and quickly retracted their arms in surprise.

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As a result, no orc dared to rush into the barrier head-on.

When the stalemate occurred, Kewen finally stabilized the magic barrier.

He opened his eyes and looked towards the entrance of the camp.

In the short charge just now, nearly a thousand human soldiers had fallen on the way.

Perhaps not all the soldiers were completely killed, and there should be some who could not afford to be seriously injured.

Therefore, Kewen took control of magic again, and he spread the holy light barrier toward the entrance of the camp.

The result made him sigh a little.

Because after the 'Holy Light Barrier' enveloped all the fallen soldiers, less than 300 soldiers stood up again, and the remaining 800 or so soldiers were truly killed.

This is a pity for the somewhat 'perfectionistic' Kewen.

But others don't think so.

After King Wrynn saw the more than two hundred soldiers who had stood up again, the surprise in his eyes could not be concealed at all.

He even laughed happily: "Holy light! Kewen! You have saved more lives!"

Hearing this, Kewen sighed silently, and then cast a double spell, causing his body to be lifted up by the whirlwind.

When Kewen rose to an altitude of more than thirty meters, he looked down at the nearly ten thousand orcs surrounding the barrier.

Then, he put his right hand with the sword finger on his neck.

Under the influence of the amplification spell, one word quickly spread across the entire battlefield: "Makgora——"

The sound echoed throughout the entire battlefield.

The orcs looked at each other in astonishment, then raised their heads and focused their attention on Kewen in the air.

After a while, an unknown orc took the lead and roared in response: "Makgora!"

The sound made the orcs stunned for a moment, and then the atmosphere suddenly ignited.

"Makgora!"

"Makgora!"

"Makgora!"

…

Gradually, all the orcs raised their weapons and roared the duel tradition of their race.

Below, King Wrynn was very confused. He glanced at the fanatical orcs, wondering what exactly Kowen said that made all the orcs react like this.

"Makgora!"

Next to her, Garona was infected by the atmosphere, raised her sword and shouted.

The people around were startled, and King Wrynn finally found his target and quickly asked: "Garona! What does Makgora mean!?"

“It’s our tradition!!!”

With the pride and fanaticism of an orc, Garona proudly explained to King Wrynn: "The strongest person fights in a life-and-death duel! The winner gets all the glory!"

"duel!?"

King Wrynn quickly raised his head, looked at Kewen in the sky and said: "Kewen wants to duel with the orcs?"

"Of course it's him!"

Garona nodded heavily: "Because he proposed it! So the duelist cannot be replaced!"

King Wrynn looked away and continued to ask Garona: "What form will the duel take? Can magic be used?"

"Of course not!" Garona explained seriously: "You can use bare hands! You can use weapons! But you must not use spells!"

"Can't use magic!?"

King Wrynn quickly raised his head again and stared at Kewen worriedly: "But... Kewen is a mage!"

Garona frowned when she heard this. She finally remembered that she now belongs to the human side.

"This... there is no way..."

Garona showed a worried look: "Since he has sent out the 'Makgora' signal, he can no longer change the candidate..."

"Kevin..."

King Wrynn could not finish his words.

Because Kewen suddenly put away his magic, the 'Holy Light Barrier' covering the battlefield quickly disappeared.

"Kevin!"

King Wrynn quickly raised his head and shouted: "Magic cannot be used in their duel!!!"

Corwin heard King Wrynn's voice. He lowered his head from the air and nodded to King Wrynn with a smile.

Afterwards, without waiting for King Wrynn to say anything else, Coven immediately activated his body shape and slowly flew down to the open space in front of him.

When his feet landed, the orc camp suddenly became noisy.

All the orcs were shouting loudly, looking for someone who was qualified to duel with Coven.

Finally, a passage was opened by the orcs, and the skin turned green all over, and the even bigger 'Black Hand' walked out of it.

Ke Wen was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the other party's life would be so tough.

He had used two waves of large-scale magic before, plowing through almost the entire camp.

Just like that, the other party actually managed to survive?

Just when Ke Wen was looking at Black Hand, as the chief of the tribal coalition, Black Hand had already walked to the center of the clearing at a fast pace.

Black Hand squinted his green eyes, stared at Kewen with a slightly excited expression, then raised his left hand that turned into a ferocious claw, and shouted loudly: "Makgora——"

"Makgora!"

"Makgora!"

…

Nearly ten thousand orcs shouted in unison.

At this moment, Orgrim suddenly walked out of the crowd.

He held the hammer in his left hand and held a tribal battle flag in his right hand, and then firmly planted the battle flag into the ground behind Black Hand.

Taking a slight step forward, Orgrim stood behind Blackhand and said in a deep voice: "Can you give this duel to me?"

Black Hand was stunned.

But before Blackhand could get angry, Orgrim immediately said: "Durotan's death was largely caused by him! So I think..."

"go back!"

Blackhand interrupted angrily, turned around and scolded Orgrim: "This honor! It can only belong to me!"

Orgrim was silent.

He stared at Black Hand's angry and eager eyes, and could only retreat silently.

Blackhand finally showed a satisfied grin.

He turned back to look at Ke Wen and asked in a loud voice: "Do you understand our tradition!?"

Ke Wen nodded: "I can't use magic."

Black Hand grinned with satisfaction, and his fangs moved his face, making his appearance even more ferocious.
To be continued...