When the battle lines of the living begin to waver, and it is difficult for the legions to push any further, it is the dead who take up the burden of the vanguard and launch this final charge that is destined to change the course of the fate of the entire world.The separation of life and death, the transmission of ancestors and descendants, is on such a battlefield, in such an immortal way, to achieve reincarnation.In front of the walls of light formed by the wardens and the steel lines of the knights, an inhuman army swept out like a storm across the border, rolling across the battlefield, and there was not a single normal living person in this legion—they were made up of corpses, ghosts, hollow armor, and twisted monsters, whose limbs and lives had been destroyed by the war of time and eternity, and their shapes and faces had been distorted, but not their inner souls, when such a tattered army rushed forward, Hao Ren knew that things were no longer under his control.Lily was letting out an anxious roar, constantly clinging to the ground with her huge claws, what was happening in front of her made her uncontrollably want to rush forward and fight side by side with those heroic souls, even Hao Ren herself, there was some uncontrollable urge to rush up, but she was forcibly suppressed by reason.At the same time, Gordon, the king of mountains and rivers, is also stopping them: "We still have our own mission, this is their battlefield, and we are not qualified to interfere." ”The army of the dead and the "monsters" had already rushed into the line of fire, they suddenly charged from the flanks of the army, half of them crashed into the death zone composed of derivatives, and the other half slammed straight into the front line of the Chaos Monsters, without too fierce shouting and killing, and without the glorious brilliance of divine magic, these warriors who were willing to fall into the darkness in order to protect the mortal world just charged silently, and then slammed into the position of the Chaos Monsters.A tattered banner fluttered at the top of this great wave, this flag had been corrupted and polluted to the point that it could not see any of its original appearance, it used to be a golden battle flag, or it could have been the banner of the last legion, but now it was like a rag dancing wildly in the wind, and the end was tied to a twisted and festering bone spur, but it was such a battle flag, like a mountain that stood still, and it did not fall despite the countless impacts of the chaos monsters!
Suddenly, another flag was also raised in the charging ranks.The flag is ethereal and translucent, and the sideways figure of the goddess on it is blurred to the point of being indistinguishable, it is like a "spiritual artifact", a spiritual artifact that has been completely weathered with the burial of the saint, and only the thoughts of the deceased remain.Holding the banner in his hand was a tall undead who rode on a ghost horse and rushed forward with the banner held high.The two flags gradually converged and finally converged."
Aaron!
I knew it was you!
”The tall undead fought with only one hand, and rushed to the side of the twisted and mutated flag bearer of the "Final Warband", "After dying for so long, I can still see you again!"
”The twisted and mutated bearer seemed to hear the voice beside him, and he hesitated to pause, identifying the person in front of him."
Old fellow, you're dead, I'm dead," the tall undead looked back in the direction of the Knights, "but they're still alive......"
The spirit's golden battle banner suddenly tilted forward."
Leave hope to the living!
Let us old bones who have already died once pave the way for them!
”The minions of chaos are not afraid of death.But the dead and the Legion of the End will not be afraid either!
It's like a spirit that Kolo has passed down since ancient times, an ancient adage - leave hope to the living.For thousands of years, in every chaotic war, the barriers on the border of order have been like this: one defense line after another has collapsed, accompanied by the bloody sacrifice of countless border guards, who have exchanged their lives for the buffer time and space behind the defense line, so that the people can survive until the end of the chaos tide.For thousands of years, the same has been true of every secular kingdom: when the chaos war ends, the destroyed kingdom of order becomes the nourishment and masonry of the new kingdom, and the surviving kingdoms rely on absorbing the resources and legacy of the dead kingdom to heal their wounds and strengthen themselves, and their rulers also know that sooner or later, their kingdom will also become such a "nourishment", which is the inheritance law of the Kolo world.On this battlefield, the warriors of the ancients are the same: when life and death come, when the crisis comes, even the dead will get up again, and together with their comrades and comrades from thousands of years ago, they will go to the battlefield again, leaving hope for the living.Under the charge of a legion that was also not afraid of death, the defense line of the Chaos Monsters finally began to retreat again, and several huge openings appeared in the wall of death composed of derivatives, and the pillars of smoke were mostly scattered by the impact of the army of the dead, and the ugly and corrupt tentacles of Lockmarton were shockingly exposed.The sound of horns rang out from the three magic guide battleships, resounding throughout the battlefield.The knights and warriors of the Sanctuary Expeditionary Force had been given a precious respite and regrouping with the help of the ancestral spirits, and when the horn sounded again, the roar of shaking the earth and mountains echoed over the legion, and the silver-white blade appeared on the battlefield again, stabbing at the heart of Lokmadon, the Spiral Hill, with an indomitable momentum.The Fire Lord Gurash and the Thunder King Keno roared, and a scorching ray and a ball of lightning flew over the battlefield, through the sparsely populated group of tokens and the Chaos Lines swept away by the army of the dead, striking the tentacles on both tentacles.A roar echoed in everyone's minds, a roar that could shake the spiritual world, meaning that Lokmardon's body had finally been traumatized - with the two tentacles battered, the tokens finally stopped entering the battlefield.The Sanctuary Legion's front continued to advance, and finally reached the foot of the Spiral Hill.It seemed that the repeated provocations of mortals had finally made the Nightmare Tyrant lose patience, or perhaps it was Lokmadon who sensed a threat from a series of changes, and he finally stopped hiding.Hao Ren felt a palpitating fluctuation suddenly coming from the sky, and even his demigod-level spiritual world was in a trance.With an inexplicable sense, he looked up and saw that above the Spiral Hill, the clouds had twisted in a funnel-like shape, and even the Spiral Hill itself seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fluctuating lenses, showing a constant shaking appearance, and the twilight spread wantonly behind the funnel-shaped clouds, and penetrated the clouds in wisps, dispersing the thick clouds.Huge tentacles hung down from the clouds, curling and twisting maliciously, unleashing a terrifying storm of energy.A tentacle swept over the Spiral Hill, and the Spiral Hill shook violently like a dream, then shattered silently, and two-thirds of the structure disappeared into thin air.Another tentacle swept over the Sanctuary Expeditionary Force, and within its shadow, countless soldiers looked dazed, and then one after another disappeared mysteriously in front of everyone's eyes, becoming "the product of a dream that dissipated by waking up".This power is completely beyond the reach of mortals!"
Mortals have done what they have to do," Gordon, the king of mountains and rivers, suddenly roared, and countless brilliance bloomed on his body, "It's time for us brothers to go into battle!"
”The Wind King Avtina laughed and stepped forward, "It's not just my brother, but my sister." ”The ten wardens burst out with all their power, and the pure light of order formed a raging ocean, blocking the sky above the Sanctuary Legion, blocking Lokmadon's tentacle attack, and then they soared into the air one by one, flying towards the clouds!
And the clouds also dissipated in time, and Hao Ren finally saw the true face of the nightmare tyrant.An indescribable behemoth, any mundane language to describe this product of twisted madness pales, it has no definite shape at all, there is not a trace of rational structure in the huge body that covers the sky, it is like a mass of flesh that grows wantonly and deformed, and in the mass of flesh you can see a large number of hazy areas between the unreal and the real, where things like starlight flicker and wander, but if you look closely, you will find that there is only darkness, like the deepest nightmare.This strange mass floats in the sky like that, every part of the body is constantly changing, the shape is changing, the structure is changing, even the virtual and the real are constantly changing, as if you can never see its exact side.An unpredictable nightmare - Hao Ren even subconsciously thought of this sentence.He then jumped from Lily to the ground, found a relatively open space, opened his personal space, opened it as wide as he could, and poured all of his heavy firepower out of his nest.Missiles spitting flames flew out of the cracks in the space behind him, bombarding Lokmardon in a graceful arc, and a huge cannon also appeared out of thin air, roaring at the sky, and the autonomic machines wielded long mechanical arms, each of which operated various cannons and launchers that were larger than their own bodies, and they also participated in the battle, and formed a powerful firestorm.At the same moment, a little behind the position, the three magic warships finally waited for the moment when they played their role, as if to vent the anger and war intent that had been suppressed until now, the cannons of the three ships roared in unison, and the loud noise almost made the remnant clouds in the sky vibrate!
Attacks fell on Rokmadon's massive body, and layers of defenses suddenly appeared around the latter, most of which were silently devoured, but the few that passed through the defenses still burst into brilliant brilliance on the black chaotic surface.Lily was anxiously circling in place, barking at the sky, this battlefield had completely aroused the bestiality in her bones, and the husky girl who usually looked cowardly could not suppress her desire to fight at this time.
Hopefully, she felt something brewing and swelling inside her, and she was almost about to break out of control.In a burst of mania, she tilted her head and stared at Rockmarton's body, the light of order on her body gradually shrinking.Then she opened her mouth wide and let out her loudest howl: "Whoa-" A huge pillar of white light burst out of her mouth, piercing through Rockmardon's frontal defenses, and striking a grand explosion on the latter's body.Half of the wolf howl came to an abrupt end, and the rest of the part was scared back by herself.
(To be continued.) )