War......
It's over......
Night was falling.
The hills on the battlefield are like graves, and the broken black flags and broken blades all tell the tragedy of this war.
Dried blood soaked the armor and stained the earth red.
There was still a trace of the blood of the remnant sun in the sky, and there was endless darkness around it.
There was silence, except for a few crows hovering in the sky.
Several paladins set foot on such a battlefield, desolate and bleak.
One by one, the elves, dwarves, orcs and other warriors of various races who had died before slowly woke up from this desolate battlefield under the illumination of the holy light, and looked around, and couldn't help but shiver.
Helen carefully flipped open the corpse of a Shadow Legionnaire, with a face distinct from that of humans, elves, and dwarves.
They are all like that.
There are even many documented races that have long been extinct.
I don't know what kind of force can bring them together to form such a powerful and brave army.
"You found no ......," Captain Evan said with a slightly gloomy face, "all of them died on the battlefield, and almost none of them died on the way to escape. ” They seem to be real, and they are not afraid of death.
Everyone shuddered, if that was the case......
People are afraid, and without resurrection, no one would dare to face such an army.
No one dares to say that they can win.
They couldn't help but rejoice that this nightmarish army had finally fallen.
The priests waved the staff in their hands, and a little golden light fell, and their faces were filled with smiles from the aftermath.
Only at this moment did they dare to shout: "We......
Victory!
” "We've won!"
Helen also held the knight's sword in her hand.
Gradually, cheers resounded through the four fields.
At this time, Boss Fang had just returned from the northern part of the orc kingdom with a large group of elves and dwarves.
Then before he could react, he was caught by a group of people in minutes and thrown into the air.
"Oh——!"
"Ahh——!
h They cheered and enjoyed the moment.
The picture freezes, as if it has been transformed into an eternal painting.
"Did you shoot it?
Did you take a picture?
"A few elves are holding a new type of communication jade purchased online.
"I'll see, I'll see!"
Hurriedly gathered together to watch.
I saw that in the photo, Boss Fang, who was thrown into the air, looked loveless. …… And the summit of the nations at this time.
"How's it going!?"
All of them stared at the spell projection equipment operated by the mage group.
"Alright, alright!"
Hematon sweated profusely for a long time, and finally the scene appeared in front of him again.
"What about people?"
"Win?"
"It seems to be ......"
Even the princess Isabella was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses.
"So you win!?"
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What kind of power was that just now!?
Sunlight!?
Why does it look like our own!?
What's going on!?
…… The perspective of the spell projection reappears on the battlefield of the Principality of Lianshan.
"They're here!"
I saw that in the projection, there was a tsunami-like cheer from the mountains.
A group of dwarves and elves stood up from their positions and looked at everyone in the spell projection: "I think, this is something worth celebrating for everyone!"
” They were also infected by this atmosphere: "They are all heroes!"
” Only the Arbitration Temple of the Holy One?
Du Lan and the others, the sentence that came from the Immortal Relic Continent kept coming to their minds: A group of Caibi, don't come next time......
A group of dishes than ......
Everybody's face was red.
The bottom line is that it doesn't matter if they win or not in the end, and even if they can.
Now the situation is that they ordered the withdrawal of troops, and this so-called "rabble" won.
How can this be refuted!
There seems to be a depression in my heart, and I am about to explode.
"Who would dare to order a retreat next time!"
Queen Isabella glared at St.
Duran and Sword Saint Cleus slapped the table in the main hall with a bang, "Military law!"
” Sword Saint Cryus chuckled in his heart and asked in a low voice, "Your Excellency Duran, ...... now?"
What to do?
” Saint?
Duran said: "From now on, no one is allowed to mention this again!"
Time will slowly wash everything away. ” The big things are small, the small things are turned into small things, and the matter naturally passes like this.
Saint?
Duran had just finished speaking.
"Eyes of the Secret Realm" Magic Forum.
"When such a big event happens, what did Blizzard brag about before, how powerful is the actual combat of the secret realm of "World of Warcraft......
Now there is not a single one who participates in the war?
In the somewhat messy alchemy room, the slightly chubby magician with messy hair and a slightly chubby body excitedly pushed up a statement a few days ago titled "The grandson of 'Blizzard Blow' has washed your father's floor."
"I think we can make it a little bigger."
A Blizzard Black offered advice under the speech, "Take this opportunity to expand public opinion, and maybe there is a chance to get rid of this 'Blizzard Workshop'." ” "How much enmity?"
A passer-by aristocrat, who had always been neutral, replied a little frustrated.
"There's one to protect?
Origin Fighter?
In the alchemy room, which looked a little messy, Sam, a magician and a low-level employee of the "Crystal Stone Workshop", scratched his somewhat messy hair, took a deep breath, and came to the fighting spirit like a chicken blood.
"Take the hard-earned money earned by your parents to play this kind of plaything, and now there is one who plays "World of Warcraft" who dares to go to the battlefield?
It's been a few days, and there's a battlefield news related to them?
” "A few days ago, Master Oss and Master Hollywood made several speeches, and under the guidance of the Radiant Divine Kingdom, they have fully entered the advantage!
A warrior of the Radiant Divine Kingdom, a fighter trained in the military secret realm of the 'Duran Workshop'!
” "Just this morning, we in the Radiant Divine Kingdom have made a report, and the battle situation is very good, so there is no need to worry."
"With this kind of secret realm, it is estimated that they are addicted to what scenery and leisure play, where are they in the mood to do serious things?"
"I guess no one wants to do logistics."
"Do you think that there is still a need for a garbage secret realm like "World of Warcraft", something that misleads people's children?
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Cancer!
” As soon as the passer-by nobleman finished his remarks, there was a series of messages below.
Seeing that the passer-by nobleman did not reply again, the magician Sam showed a hint of happiness.
"I think we should compile a relevant article and post it on various magic forums."
The magician Gian is a diehard loyalist of the "Duran Workshop", as if he had done a very sacred thing.
Look!
If we take down the "Origin Network Club" and the "Blizzard Workshop", they will thank me.
Maybe Her Royal Highness will know about it at that time!
But I don't need to thank you, I'm going to be a very humble person.
He thought so proudly and proudly.
Soon, other magic forums began to be invaded by these Blizzard blacks.
Because these days, only some passers-by who can't stand it help stand up and say a few words, so the remarks on the magic forum are completely one-sided.
At this moment, the magician Sam suddenly received a message prompt, only to see someone reply below his forum speech: "I'm sorry, the regular army in your mouth has run away, and we have saved the world without logistics." ” “！！？？”
"Just open your mouth?
Just you?
”