It is still difficult to hide it from the childish eyes when we get along day and night.

But my childlike heart didn't think too much, I just thought Yishui was growing up silently.

Have chatted casually and had breakfast.

Yishui is online again.

In the game, the recruits in the camp are already training.

When Yishui is away, Fiona will temporarily replace Yishui's role, which is equivalent to a deputy that each player will obtain after leading a team.

She was quite active in overseeing the training of recruits throughout the camp.

During the training, every recruit had a look of solemn expression on his face.

The battle is about to begin.

Even if they did not receive the order to join the battle, they could feel the clouds of war pressing heavily on their heads.

Yishui asked Fiona to continue training with the recruits, but he himself went directly to the observation stand.

There are battlefield projection spells specially prepared for all players so that players can observe the battlefield with their own eyes.

The three empires and six armies met in the light pink mist that had not yet dissipated in the battlefield in the early morning.

After a long battle, there are no corpses and blood everywhere in the battlefield.

The light pink in the mist is the diluted blood of the martyrs. This is the eternal background that has penetrated into this land.

The unexpected and reasonable encounter caused the three battlefields and the six legions to gradually stop advancing.

From the initial "rustling" sound of footsteps to the current silence of the audience, it only took less than a few dozen seconds.

The elite front legions of the three empires are not comparable to those of the kind that attack the village where Bailan is located.

On the cold iron armor, a light pink mist adhered to it, forming a little pink water droplet. As the volume grew, it finally couldn't stick to it, dripping down, hitting the hard black-brown ground, and frying into countless more broken and tiny water droplets.

The well-trained war horses sprayed thick and moist white mist, which was the exhaust gas exhaled during the movement of their powerful bodies.

These long-standing war horses also felt the solemn atmosphere before the war came, and their bodies were ready to charge to die.

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave will win.

At this moment, none of the three battlefields and six legions retreated.

The commander led the crowd out, drew out his commander's sword and raised it high, shouting loudly in front of the array, "Rise up your weapon!"

"Yes!" Everyone is united and overwhelmed.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding..." The commander raised his sword, collided with all the warriors in the front row, and made endless sounds of gold and iron fighting.

"today……

Fight to the death...

Don't retreat!"

In the narrow and long rift valley, the number of soldiers in the first row was limited. From one side to the other, the commander swept the horse and stopped, and the commander's sword in his hand swung his sword towards the front.

"The whole army... charge!"

"The whole army... charge!"

"The whole army... charge!"

...

The three major battlefields, like mirror images, began a violent charge.

For a moment, arrows were overwhelmed and spells spread across the sky.

The charge at the front of the knights gathered together silently, and finally formed a blood-colored battle flag that was spreading vigorously in the wind.

This is the unique tactic of the Empire's large-scale legion battle.

The energy in the body of each soldier in the charge legion merged into a legion battle flag that protected the entire regiment.

If the battle flag is there, it will be invincible.

If the battle flag falls, almost no one in the group will survive.

The charge warrior has only two fates - either drilling through the opposite formation; or dying on the way to the charge.

Behind them, countless mage teams with six flowers or seven stars sang loudly. The ubiquitous and gentle spiritual energy of heaven and earth, under the guidance of their magic, began to show the magnificent and magnificent scenery of omnipotence.

Various legion-level large-scale spells that support the charge warriors, directly attack the opponent's battle formations, and try to counter the opponent's legion-level spells.

In the array of mages composed of countless mages, there are mages who keep up with the rhythm from time to time, being bounced back by the surging torrent of energy, bleeding from seven orifices and unable to rise.

There are also collective explosions of the entire array in the counter-attack with the enemy raiders.

And those professional rangers who can shoot from a long range are even crazily squeezing their own limit output.

He vented sharp arrows full of energy towards those enemy battle formations - output, output, output!

Their only mission is to exert their most rapid suppression.

As for the enemy cavalry, infantry, and ballistic large-scale annihilation spell that was about to fall on their heads, they were completely out of their thinking.

On the battlefield, everyone has their own responsibilities, believe in teammates and fulfill their responsibilities.

If everyone only does the right thing, the result will naturally shift towards the direction everyone expects.

The broadcast of the battlefield projection spell was soundless. The cruel war scenes of silent pantomime made the players who were naturally confused and indulgent to stop the hustle and bustle for a moment.

Under the army battle flag that fell silently were the bodies of countless charge warriors.

The mage team that exploded suddenly without warning was no longer as elegant and calm as a magician.

The game that should have been agilely wandering between the jungle is rigidly nailed to the spot, and is racing at the limit between catharsis output and death.

The battle between NPCs and NPCs is more realistic and closer to reality.

Unlike the blood bar mode between players or players when they fight against NPCs... the battle between NPCs actually causes a serious blow to the vital parts of the human body, no matter how many blood bars are left, it will basically end up suddenly dead.

Even if there are some incredible spell maintenance, it is probably a return.

Just like in that end...

Rather than saying that the game invaded reality, it is better to say that the players were dragged into the world of the game and became indigenous NPCs.

The difference is that ordinary people who don’t play games will fall into it and endure suffering.

The three battlefield scenes in front of you evoke memories buried in the bottom of Yishui.

Looking at the three imperial warriors fighting silently, Yi Shui's eyes flashed.

The cruel battle on the battlefield and the miserable situation of human beings before rebirth, two different scenes intertwined before his eyes.

It formed a magnificent and bizarre picture.

Yishui lowered his head, pressed down the magnificent waves in his chest, turned around and left.

The eldest princess is right.

It is good for everyone to end the war early.

In that end, these indigenous NPCs will also help them humans.

However……

Dead.

All dead.

The four saints of the human race, the three empires, the protagonists of the version... are all dead.

Humanity was defeated.

This future is not the future he wants to see.

If this battlefield can be ended sooner, it will be like saving humanity itself.
Chapter completed!