"Hurry! Hurry up! Time doesn't allow us to waste any more!"
The endless void seems to be unable to see the ends of each other in the cosmic scene, making the battle presented in a corner of a certain area in the void library a bit smaller, as if these bursts of light are lighter than the stars.
But at a certain moment, it suddenly became louder, and the voices shouting for death in it also rose together: "Get serious! Don't be fooled! If anyone lets me see paddling there, I will kill you."
No one can spare him!"
"Yes, yes! But... we have already worked hard enough."
"No! You are not working hard enough! Your potential is more than this, don't fall into the second place in the world!"
"Our coach is still fighting a group of people in front! He is still waiting for us to come over and support him!"
The increasingly intense whistling rushed forward along the corridor of the library as the players attacked, and soon passed the magic air waves that were constantly exploding and rising above the Void Library. It was originally blocked by the portal.
The defensive line that the magic phalanx kept suppressing later showed signs of collapse amidst the shouts and desperate charges of these players, and pushed back in the direction of the dark magic phalanx group. The tragedy for the players
The tragic scene of screams and the white light of death became more frequent as this defensive front advanced, accompanied by more and more scenes of swords and lights and shadows and the shields of a large number of shield warriors wrapped in magic barriers.
With the dull roar at the front, they gritted their teeth and launched a death charge. Then they also stepped forward with each other's footsteps amidst the uniform sound of horns, and without hesitation, they pointed the tip of the phalanx like an army towards the magic of the Magic Empire.
The teachers pushed past where they were: "One!"
"Shield block!"
"two!"
"Rockskin!"
"three!"
In the scene where several white lights of death rose together with uniform shouts, the magicians hiding behind these shield-bearers then revealed their last fangs, and the magic smoke scattered around these battle formations was subsequently eliminated.
The spiral light gathered on these magicians broke through and reflected back towards the magic square array of the Magic Empire in front: "Let you see it! This is called group magic!"
"Lightning storm!"
The ear-piercing explosions twisted and exploded in the air as the light emitted by the magicians at the forefront of the battle array formed into streams of equally dazzling lightning in the dark depths of the void. The bone-gnawing white light then followed.
The Magic Empire's camp tore each other into thick electrical grids of buckets, turning the Imperial magicians who were neatly releasing magic there into puffs of green smoke. The fluid shield representing defensive magic then appeared
This sudden lightning storm quickly formed, blocking the lightning that was raging everywhere like snakes from the invisible shield. The panic calls of the magicians of the Magic Empire also followed these lightning and magic shields.
The battle between players began to vaguely appear in the ears of the players, and the firepower that was still bombarding their heads began to become weaker: "It's the air isolation circle!"
"Their attack power has been dispersed! Sure enough, the only way to survive is to put them to death! Attack! Don't let them have a chance to breathe!"
"Don't be afraid of sacrifice! More reinforcements will come from behind!"
"As long as we close the distance, these magicians from the Magic Empire don't seem to have anything to fear... Keep suppressing them! Bite them!"
"I didn't expect that you would actually hide such a method."
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he stepped back. The handsome man Jack, who was receiving treatment, then showed his smile on his disheveled look: "Although it looks a bit familiar, it is nothing compared to the previous dog-fighting array."
, this lightning storm is considered orthodox.”
"It's just a group magic from the Star Wars world. We copied it." The demon who also retreated from the line of fire and was covered in scorches showed a bitter smile at this time: "And due to distance limitations,
We also paid a huge price to achieve such results."
"Compared to the few of us who only have a few pounds holding on in front, it is more reliable to use quantity to fight quantity." Handsome Jack shook his head with a look of disapproval: "It's a pity that we from Borderlands didn't send anyone.
Come here, otherwise we may be able to provide you with a little help in the advancement just now."
"Ignore such details, reinforcements will arrive soon." I don't know what was mentioned, but the red-haired devil resurrected and then focused his gaze on the front of the battle line that was gradually fighting together: "We have paid our dues.
Perhaps these results achieved at such a high cost can be fully consolidated."
"……Ah."
Looking at the backs of Duan Feng Lei, who was still fighting, and Luo Rigu Yan, who was still chanting loudly in the distance, the handsome guy Jack, who was slumped on the spot, let out an involuntary sigh: "The more times like this come, the more...
You can see the gap between us and those old guys."
"We haven't reached the state of anxiety yet. Only then can the power of these old immortal guys really show up." Slowly sitting up his body, the demon resurrected also shook his head: "You
It’s best not to pay attention to these things, otherwise your self-confidence may suffer a greater blow.”
"I have a very calm mind. We are all a family now anyway." He waved his hand casually, and the handsome man Jack threw the body to the dark floor where the light and the flames of war intertwined and reflected: "But standing on my own
If we think about it from a human perspective, it seems that it is not our turn to feel relieved about the current situation."
"Of course, after all, the enemy has not tried his best." Looking at the increasingly fierce energy confrontation and the gradually becoming chaotic sword shadows in front of the battle line, a serious look gradually appeared in the eyes of the resurrected devil: "Choose
To launch a strong attack at this time——"
"There must be some internal considerations."
His eyes shifted a little inadvertently, and his eyes quietly stopped for a moment in the direction of the whispering voice behind him. The blue-haired female swordsman who appeared at the back of the second camp group in the world at some unknown time also put her down.
The arms he folded, and the divine light contained in his eyes became more serious: "...how long will it take to build that portal?"
"Regardless of the cost, we should be able to make progress soon." A subordinate in black standing next to him replied in a low voice: "Unless they can come up with a method that can cope with our fighting tactics, and put those
The magic phalanx was saved from the ensuing melee attack, otherwise it would only be a matter of time before it was breached."
"Originally, we could have won this battle in a more secure way, because we only had to wait for the nail that was driven in to bleed completely." Another player's subordinate who had been paying attention to the changes in the battlefield situation ahead said later.
He made his own voice: "If the assault troops headed by the Angry Mad Demon can stand firm, it will only be a matter of time before they cannibalize the power of those magic phalanxes one by one -"
"What we lack most now is time." He interrupted the other party's words, and there was a slight tension between the frowning eyebrows on the forehead of Xiu Yuliu: "And our combat purpose has also changed. Originally we were just
It's okay to fight off these guys, but now..."
"We must leave the portal behind and enter the Tower of Tyran."
She said these words while looking firmly at the woman in black robe beside her who had never spoken: "Do you agree? Ms. Gardevoir?"
Without giving a positive response, the woman named Gardevoir just looked back at the murmuring face with a look that seemed to see through everything. Her clear look was followed by the black-robed woman who kept raising her hands to maintain the ball of void in front of her.
Together with the movements, they gradually disappeared in the increasingly intense rising energy. The shouts from the angry madman then also rose up in the Void Library as the distance to the battlefield approached and more and more players shouted to kill.
In the huge bookshelf, the fighting figures that were entangled with countless Magic Empire soldiers became more and more violent at this time. A certain swordsman in black, who had already taken advantage of the chaos to escape from the battlefield, also watched from a distance.
Looking at the scene of the battle, some kind of remote communication voice that only he could hear kept ringing in his ears: "...Yes, that's right, they started to attack."
"To be precise, they are starting to get anxious."
After reciting these words in a low voice, the black-clothed swordsman then began to turn back and walk towards the depths of the Magic Empire camp: "Although this is also within our plan, these people seem to take longer to counterattack than us.
It’s earlier than expected.”
"...Yes, yes, I have been looking forward to this day for a long time. It would be best if those betrayers can appear together. I want to have a good fight with them. And that woman - what?"
"The woman has appeared in the tower?"
Among the chaos and noise, the voice of the black-clothed swordsman suddenly became a little louder: "When did she appear in the tower? How could she-eh?"
"So...that's it?"
The subtle sounds in his ears gradually drifted into the surrounding darkness with his long sigh, and the smile on the corner of the black-clothed swordsman's mouth began to become more and more distorted as time passed: "
Hehehehe, hahahahaha! Good! Very good! Since they can't solve it, let me come and meet this unscrupulous sister for a while - who is it? "
Then a brilliant sword light suddenly rose in his ears, accompanied by a faint blood mark that suddenly appeared on the side of the black-clothed swordsman's cheek and flew into the air with his long sword. With his instant reaction,
After dodging the attack, he then rolled out of several positions on the ground and turned his blood-smeared eyes back behind him solemnly: "How dare you sneak attack me? Do you know -"
"Oh, sorry, sorry."
His words suddenly stopped, and his originally ferocious eyes were fixed on the sneak attacker. The sneak attacker, who was holding a long sword in both hands, then loosened the turban tied to his head and spoke with a smile.
Looking at the face of the swordsman in black: "I didn't notice you just now, so my shot was a little off... Are you okay?"
"Sword Beidong."
The wild and disdainful eyes gradually retracted, and the young face of the black-clothed swordsman who climbed up from the chaotic battle background also became serious: "Why are you here? What are you doing here to get involved?"
"I don't really want to come here for a walk, but someone wants to go on a date with me." He smiled and tilted his head. The swordsman known as Jian Beidong then moved the long sword between his hands.
He let go a little bit and said: "Oh my, even if I am no longer young, my charm is still unstoppable! Hahahaha... Why are you looking at me like this? The date is not you, so don't worry about this.
"
"No matter who you plan to deal with this time, this is not a place you can come to easily." He slowly held the big sword behind his back, and the swordsman in black's face became more and more gloomy as he spoke.
: "If you dare to underestimate my existence, I will make you miserable."
Smiling and tilting his head, the extraterrestrial visitor standing between the chaotic battlefield seemed to have no intention of continuing to speak. The faint sword light then faintly appeared in the gradually tense atmosphere between the two people, and finally
Together with the sudden approach of the two long swords, one long and one short, one wide and one thin, they were intertwined. The sound that originally sounded in the ears of the swordsman in black disappeared due to the fierce intertwining of the two sword lights.
The broken communication also caused the man in black from the other side of the tower to stop holding his ears. He looked at the mystery of the frost magician beside him who also started to put away his magical brilliance.
The figure glanced slightly, and then whispered as if talking to himself: "It seems that the situation is starting to become more subtle, haha...Old Huang."
"Here." A surly voice then sounded in his ears, accompanied by a thin player figure gradually walking out of the dark depths in front of the corridor: "The body of the maid has been taken care of, and she will not be reborn.
It’s in this place.”
"She was never able to pose a threat to us. It was just an attempt before." He shook his head and put away the magic ball in his hand. The man in black with his hands behind his back faced the void outside the corridor with a bird's-eye view: "Right now
The key is to set up this reception banquet so that nothing can go wrong."
"Divide some more people and go to the 89th and 90th floors to search." There seemed to be endless darkness condensed in his eyes, and his voice again was full of decisiveness and killing feeling: "Reality
There is nothing settled here, so let us settle it at this moment - eh?"
As if he had just discovered something strange, the black-clothed player suddenly closed his mouth, and the hand that originally wanted to wave away the subordinate in front of him stopped in mid-air as he discovered something.
Finally, along with a few gloomy chuckles, it was withdrawn from the direction of a certain wall in the corner of the corridor.
"Looks like there's no need for that."
This chapter has been completed!