"Come on! Where are you...people? Where have you gone?"
At the same time, outside the town gate at the foot of Fenghua Town, the Sword of Justice president named Gregson was jumping up and down in a group of only a dozen people, and his voice roaring to the surroundings became hoarse: "
Come on! Follow my orders!"
"President, they are all gone." A player who stayed next to him replied with an embarrassed look on his face: "Brother Banli said he was going to persuade them, but he hasn't come back yet..."
"...Assholes! You bastards!" Then Gregson's hoarse voice rose a little higher again: "You just believe a few rumors so easily? You people can't think carefully with your brains,
How did I treat you before?"
"President, stop talking." Another player then dissuaded him in a low voice: "If you stop saying a few words, they might not react so violently..."
"...I don't care! I just want to rush forward!" Grayson's expression became ferocious: "Let that bastard Chenyu Canyue come to see me! I will cut him into pieces again!"
"President! Sir President!" Several people hurriedly pulled down the President of the Sword of Justice who wanted to rush into the enemy formation alone: "Our people are running away with death, and there are really not many left now! Don't be like this
Damn it, there are so many other guild members ahead..."
"No! How can you lose the title of the Sword of Justice!" As the golden fighting spirit burst out from his body, Grayson's struggling movements became more intense: "If you don't want to follow, then give it to me.
Get out of here, I want to go in alone and settle the score with that bastard traitor!"
"Sir, Mr. President——"
In the scene where several people failed to stop him, Grayson, who was wrapped in golden sword energy, rushed into the gate of the town with a violent aura, and then just withstood attacks from all directions, without any contact with the enemies from all directions.
They fought together in a fancy way, and the light like a hot bulb swallowed up everything there. At the same time, it also attracted the attention of the players who were originally scattered around the bottom of the town, so it didn't take long for that brilliant golden light to appear.
It passed slowly like the sunset: "President, that guy has been killed in battle."
"Hmph, I didn't expect that they would have such a big conflict." Freefly, who had retreated to the back of the battlefield, sneered at the sound: "The name of the Sword of Justice... will also be removed from the alliance's top eight list in the future.
.”
"Chenyu Canyue's price is indeed what he said." Yandong, who was standing beside him, smiled and shook his head: "In this case, we don't need to invest more energy in them."
"He didn't waste the huge stage we set up for him." Freefly clapped his hands and smiled, while looking back at the sky above the mountain with brilliant fireworks behind him: "The only thing left is to deal with these remaining guys..."
"And let's sing our own good show."
He stretched out his finger and pointed at the battle scene in front of him. The figure belonging to the Sky Barrier was constantly moving around in the siege there, using his two signature large shields to resist the swords handed to him by four or five people in turn.
Members of the Wings of Freedom, who were resurrected and arrived from around the town, followed the instructions of their president, and pressed forward towards the Jianghu that only existed here. Arashiyama and others still held the position, and watched helplessly.
The red-robed mage who was watching all this then stopped casting spells and turned to look in the direction of the top of the mountain: "The situation that seemed good at the beginning turned out to be like this... Hehe, I have really already experienced this game.
do not understand."
"Didn't Master Military Advisor have anticipated this situation coming?" Nifeng, who was standing beside him at some point, leisurely gathered his blue robe sleeves: "Not only the battle situation of the coalition forces, but also the Council of Mages may not be in a good position.
A magician who will defeat the Restorationists on a frontal battlefield..."
"They seem to have anticipated everything."
The strong arms stretched in the air, and Luo Yan Gu Yan's loud laughter echoed in the night sky between the city wall and the streets: "But we have also prepared some surprising gifts... How is the battle situation above?
How are you doing?"
"According to the information Kashiwagi Kamaki brought back, the battle on the top of the mountain should not have been started by our people."
As this voice appeared, the image of the black-clothed scholar belonging to Fu Sheng Lu Meng then appeared among the crowd gathered at the back of the area: "Duan Fenglei also sent people over to explain that some people from Jianghu have already rushed up.
,so……"
"The fierce battle there now has nothing to do with us at all...right?"
Looking in the same direction, the smile that originally hung on Lueyi Guyan's face slowly disappeared: "Does this mean that our plan has not been implemented yet?"
"Don't be anxious, there will be results soon." Fusheng Lingmeng's expression still maintained the calmness and certainty it should have: "What's more... he is still here."
"he……"
It seemed that someone was mentioned who was rarely mentioned, and Luo Riguyan's expression became more serious: "He...has gone up?"
"Probably." Looking at each other leisurely with the still unaware Nifeng, Fusheng Limeng lowered his head: "After all, he once said before..."
"The tasks I take on must be completed no matter what."
boom--
As if in response to what he said, the sound of magic bombings then appeared on the mountainside in the distance of Fenghua Town, and then those magic fireworks with various colors slowly extended to the top of the mountain.
Around the mountain pass, the magicians belonging to Wizard followed the path Duan Qing had taken before, all the way to the edge of the battle at the summit square. Flags and slogans with the logo of Wizard also followed these players.
appeared gradually behind the surviving Jianghu members: "Artillery formation, intensive bombing! Clear the entrance area first!"
"Ice wall and earth wall cover! Block the reinforcements on the left and right!"
"The people from Jianghu are also here? That's just right. Let them continue to fill in, so our close combatants don't have to do it..."
"Concentrate your firepower! I'll hit whoever shows up... What, the enemies at the foot of the mountain are following up? Then... let me fight them together!"
"...It sounds like a lot of fun."
The flaming sword in his hand drew red tracks in the air. Duan Qing, who was blocking the front, then flew the eighth opponent in front of him into the air where he came from. The powerful force drove the bone sword and followed it.
Shining sparks were wiped out in the air, intertwined with the flames also attached to the surface of the white blade: "If we delay for a while, this place may become more lively..."
"Uncle! Ninglan is injured!" Mengzhu's shout came from behind Duan Qing: "There are too many people here, and our carrot can hardly be defended..."
"It is indeed inappropriate for you thieves to be responsible for the defense, but... there are two of you." Duan Qing's voice was then drowned in a series of metal clashes that sounded again: "I can stand up to this by myself.
It’s been a long time, so you can’t hold on a little longer…”
"We, we also stood up for five minutes!"
With several cuts on her petite face, Mengzhu struggled to push aside a large group of enemies dragged from behind by Dark Language Ninglan: "And they seem to have noticed the movement here. The people sent here now
It’s becoming more and more…”
"Defending Luobo has always been this process. More reinforcements and more powerful opponents will definitely appear later." Duan Qing's voice then rose behind the numerous enemy figures: "Xiao Hongchen and the evil young man from Jie City haven't arrived yet.
? If you don’t come over again..."
"We might really drown."
call--
The cold blade then sliced through Duan Qing's position, flashing a large arc in the dark night. The white traces that passed through then connected into a sloping circle in the air, surrounding the surroundings again.
The players who came up slashed out, but Duan Qing, who was holding the sword in both hands, did not show any stagnation because of the perfect sword. The forward rotation of his feet did not stop for half a minute, one after another, the same white as before.
The trajectory then rapidly advanced in a spiral state, completely clearing the passage near the east side of the library. The screams that kept ringing around then spread farther and farther in the direction Duan Qing was advancing, and finally disappeared into the thorns behind.
Within the range of the bushes, the aura brought out by the blade then formed a large force of wind in the air, leaving deep scratches on the surrounding walls. The magic that never stopped flowing through the bushes behind them
In the light, some people could still see the traces of scratches on the wall that were neatly aligned with the light of the sword. Loud claps were then accompanied by the appearance of a certain figure, who gradually came to Duan Qing: "So neatly
And the perfect whirlwind, and it was executed with such a heavy long knife..."
"As expected of someone who once dominated the professional world, Mo Shang Qingshan."
As the force of the sword gradually stopped and the crowd dispersed, a young male player wearing fancy clothes slowly appeared in front of Duan Qing. The versatile image of him wearing various types of armor and equipment seemed to match the famous figure.
The name of the player named Tu Pao is very consistent: "Is it my greatest misfortune to meet you at this time and in this place?"
"...Who are you?" Duan Qing's eyes quickly turned around the other person's location while still maintaining a vigilant look: "Are you from the Restorationists?"
"When you were at the foot of the mountain before...you should have had a profound and friendly exchange with Luo Tu in our group."
He whispered such a name, and there was a hint of surliness in Tubao's voice: "But... you probably haven't met the other members of our group yet, right?"
"The Knights Templar..."
Duan Qing's eyes also turned cold as the murderous aura that continued to extend outwards passed through his skin: "It seems that you have all arrived at this place... Where is Demon Hunter Tian? Is he nearby too?"
"
"Monster?" The local cannon who looked like a hip-hop youth turned up his nose and sneered: "That loser who can't learn anything and can't do anything, the boss has long stopped letting him deal with external affairs! Now!
Everything here is the responsibility of us combatants..."
"You seem to be doing something big here?" He put his hand on his forehead casually, and then looked at the magnificent scenery intertwined with magic behind Duan Qing: "Can you tell us about it?"
"Monster Hunter didn't come?" Duan Qing, who didn't answer the other party, narrowed his eyes slightly: "Could it be that... he left your organization?"
"Hmph, he'd better disappear from our Knights Templar." Tu Pao looked at Duan Qing's face fiercely: "A guy who always claims that you are strong... I don't think he wants to defeat you at all.
You are the idiot who has already admitted defeat!"
"Kill me... is your purpose?" Then Duan Qing sighed leisurely: "You are also one of the opponents I have defeated before? What is your real name?"
"A nobody who was once forgotten by you is no longer worth mentioning."
Talking derogatory words without hesitation, the player named Tupao gradually showed an expression of revenge as he approached: "It is precisely because of this that my desire for revenge is getting stronger now.
!”
"...Are you confident that you can defeat me now?" Duan Qing raised his sword again: "Without any support?"
"Don't try to confuse my mind, Sky-Breaking Blade."
He said the other party's former name without hesitation, and Tu Pao's ferocious expression was gradually hidden behind the black sword he raised: "I know you have seen through the situation here, and now you want to take the opportunity to break it... Yu Gong
Personally, I won’t let you get what you want!”
"...Come on then." Duan Qing moved half a step back, and his eyes became sharp: "We don't have much time for each other, so..."
boom!
An impact with a strong whistling sound then appeared beside the two people, interrupting what Duan Qing had just wanted to say to the mysterious young man. The powerful impact of the sword energy without warning then swept through his body.
In front of him, most of the objects, including the cannons, were blown away together with the surrounding air. In the symphony of fighting that continued all around, the yells of the hip-hop young man who fell into the distance were heard from the other side of the flowers.
sounded in the corner, but Duan Qing, who was motionless, ignored the man for a moment, but turned his gaze to the position in front of him that had just replaced the cannon, and was now inserting his sword into Yinzhu's body on the bluestone floor.
.
"...Get out of here, you're in the way."
Amidst the shouts of countless Wizard members from far and near behind him, his eyes moved away from the direction of the figure that had just been blown away by him, and then while patting his armor, he fell on Duan Qing's head.