Before, the four knights of the Apocalypse were hesitant to rush in because they sensed the aura of a false god in the Hero Empire, and now they finally saw it with their own eyes.￠￡

The Destruction Knight comforted the red horse on his crotch, and looked at the wandering god Kara from a distance, with a disdainful smile on his face: "So what about the False God? They are just funerary objects of the heroic empire! From heaven to earth.

, no one can save you!"

"The Void God is so powerful! What should I do? I'm so scared!" In the invading army, a player stepped forward and patted his chest in an exaggerated manner.

"Don't be afraid, the God of Death and the others are all cowards. They are nothing but bullshit gods. They are just tigers in a cage for us to watch and tease."

"We are standing here, come out and kill us if you can! Aren't you the God of Killing? Come on!"

"Our people are building a new city in the green plain behind. We are invading you. What can you do to us? What a heroic continent, I think it is a bear continent!"

The invading army players were shouting unscrupulously outside, with their twisted faces filled with ridicule and provocation.

"I hope you can remember what I am saying now!" Huang Yi glanced at the invading troops indifferently, closed his eyes and waited quietly.

The wandering divine envoy Kara did not speak anymore, and has been standing quietly in the void, emitting golden holy light from his body, illuminating the world.

"Everyone doesn't need to talk anymore, just wait for the end of the national war!" Among the invading army, the commander-in-chief Tiandao also took a step forward, stretched out his hand and gave everyone a false push.

The people on both sides became eerily quiet. They were divided into two seas of people by the national border. No one crossed the border. They faced each other and waited for the last moment together.

Hundreds of millions of miles away, the ports of various invading armies were busy. Transport ships from various countries were rushing in every minute, carrying all kinds of precious materials.

In the occupied areas across the mainland, countless invading army players are seizing the last moment to build crazily. Buildings are rising every minute. They have become their territory...

Finally, only the last minute was left for the end of the national war.

"[System Announcement]: The national war in Hero Continent is about to end, the last minute countdown starts now! 60...59...58..."

The sound synthesized by the system began to count down steadily, resounding throughout the world. Every time a number was counted, it brought a heavier pressure!

Those billions of mounts began to snort uneasily and swung their hooves, feeling the tense atmosphere of a war about to break out.

All reporters seized the last moment and adjusted their positions to show the best live broadcast perspective.

In other continents, players quickly logged off one by one and stayed in the live broadcast room of the forum to watch this battle that determined the fate of the world!

In the Central Continent, those famous scholars have spread out their parchments and dipped their quills in ink, preparing to record this turning point in history.

In the course of time, the clones of the seven demon kings, the dean and the heroic guardians of the empire have been fighting inextricably, waiting for the outcome of the national war to determine the winner.

In the real world, viewers in more than two hundred countries all held their breath and stared at the TV stations in their respective countries.

In the World Federation Headquarters building, senior federal officials in suits and ties gathered in the magnificent conference room, looking up at the command screen.

In the free organization, the agents who are risking their lives to perform tasks all wear headphones and listen to the voice of No. 1 Huang Yi at any time.

In the ruins of a Southeast Asian city, Ni Dongde led a group of armed troops with live ammunition. While dressing his wounds, he stared at a remaining public TV wall in the ruins;

At this moment, everyone, whether in the virtual world or the real world, whether players or NPCs, are waiting for the end of the countdown!

"[System Announcement]: 32...31...30..."

All personnel, all departments, and all fields on both sides have begun to make final preparations.

The mages began to chant spells; the priests released buffs one after another; the warriors clenched their weapons; the knights gripped the reins of their mounts; the assassins disappeared into the air.

Casual players who are indifferent to the world, loners scattered all over the world, adventure groups wandering in the wilderness, life professions with no strength... All non-combat players have all made fighting postures to welcome this final battle.

"[System Announcement]: 20...19...18..."

The magic cannon began to light up, the lever of the siege crossbow was ready, the war mech raised its mechanical arm, all the sky barriers were opened, and the guardians were in place.

Among the garrison troops in the southern part of the Heroic Empire, the Blade raised the Blade King's Edge;

In the garrison in the east of the heroic empire, the sharp sword drew the sword emperor's blade;

The northern maritime fleet of the Heroic Empire, Thor's divine ship, began to accelerate...

All reporters focused their attention on the two commanders-in-chief, Huang Yi and Tiandao.

The directors of the live TV broadcast split the live broadcast screen in half, showing Huang Yi and Tiandao on the same screen, standing in front of tens of billions of viewers around the world.

Huang Yi stands at the forefront of all Chinese players. His legion of heroes is the last force for Chinese players.

Tiandao stands at the forefront of all the invading armies. He has incorporated all the invading armies into the Japanese Army under his command.

They looked at each other from afar across the national border, their eyes penetrated the distance of the entire world, and collided with each other.

The future of the world is in the hands of the two of them. The history after today will be created by them, but there will only be one protagonist left;

The fate of the world is divided into two straight branches, extending behind each of them, but they can only choose one of them;

In this long national war, they all stood out from the hundreds of millions of compatriots in their respective camps and gradually grew into leaders of their respective camps.

They have all tasted victory, experienced defeat, fallen and risen, enjoyed the happiness cheered by thousands of people, and suffered the pain of being abandoned by everyone.

They led hundreds of millions of followers behind them, and carried the souls of countless heroes who died in battle. They walked towards each other step by step through mountains of corpses and seas of bones, climbing over mountains and ridges, and finally arrived today, today.

Now for this step!

in front of them,

Only the last mountain remains,

And that mountain top,

It is the end of victory.

Who steps on it first?

Who can become a legend,

crowned by history,

Load documents.

He will bathe in light,

Take the roses offered by people,

Retire after success.

And losers,

Will face the ashes of our compatriots,
Chapter completed!