This night in the Fortress of the Gods is destined to be uneventful. The sky in the north of Olas is densely covered with stars, and a huge black shadow hangs in the deep purple sky in the distance. The giant thing floating slowly in the sky brings a strong sense of oppression.
It feels like that is the legendary floating city - Allenbisi.
The floating city trembled slightly and made a buzzing sound. Although the low trembling sound was very subtle, it could be heard even though it was miles away.
The knights and orcs looked at this huge guy silently - especially the orcs' eyes, which clearly shone with fear. Alenbusi's terrifying attack on them shocked them, and the acid rain storm covered thousands of feet.
In this era it seems like punishment from God.
However, there was clearly hidden hatred in these frightened eyes, hatred for the enemy. As they looked at the floating city, they found that the huge creature did not seem to attack again. Their eyes immediately shot out an excited red light, and their rough hands
Start rubbing the wooden handle of the axe.
A low roar came from the throats of the orcs.
The sluggish knights finally reacted. They raised their weapons again. The silver sword reflected the faint starlight, and the rose-colored liquid sliding down the blade stained the silver carved on the sword's spine.
Roses and low prayers floated from the battlefield, and the swords held high by the knights emitted soft white light, which was the power of faith.
The commander of the knights was in an extremely happy state at this time.
"It's Brother Palin!" The little girl wiped the blood on the silver armor, her beautiful blue eyes were filled with excitement. "Sister Bing, did you hear that? It's Brother Palin!" The little girl tugged.
Bing's arm, said with excitement and a bit of pride.
Bing held the long sword and watched the orcs in front of her who were about to move. She smiled and waved her arms and said: "Okay, I've said it several times! Little cutie, get ready to fight!"
"Yes!" The little girl nodded heavily, but she finally looked back at the black shadow, with a happy smile on her lips. "Brother Palin is still helping the little girl!" she thought in her heart.
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"Boom!" A warrior player let go of the bow string in his hand. This arrow that did not hit anyone affected the entire battle situation in an instant. The orcs roared, and they raised their axes, and the sharp blades flashed intimidatingly.
of cold light.
"Attack!" The little girl swung her sword forward, and the white evil-breaking slash directly cut the orc in front of her into two halves. The turbid blood stained her white cheeks, but Sophia didn't even move her eyes. The female knight commander
The order successfully made the knights move. The silver and green battle lines collided with each other with a bang, and the meat grinder of war began to turn again.
The strong smell of blood permeated the battlefield, seeming to form a light red smoke that could be seen with the naked eye. This smoke floated over the position, covering up the killing and the loss of life. The knights and the orcs cut into each other's arms.
In the battle line, sharp knives cut into the flesh, blood filled the pits on the ground, and human bodies continued to fall into the pool of blood, splashing a wave of blood.
Just when the battle entered a stalemate, the floating city of Allenbisi floating above the fortress of the gods suddenly emitted a dazzling bright light. This bright light was like a small sun, penetrating the clouds and covering dozens of people nearby.
The sky for miles was brightly lit...
Perhaps because of the terrifying acid rain storm, the orcs immediately screamed in fear when they saw the bright light. They began to flee with their heads in hand. The knights took advantage of this opportunity to gain an advantage. The silver front kept moving forward, slowly
Slowly, the orcs were killed outside the ruins of the city wall. The knights of Wisland stopped and simply and quickly set up the simple fortifications. A crude but barely visible defense line soon appeared on the position. The paladin
He and other players blocked several breaches in the city wall, preventing the orcs from taking advantage of their numbers.
However, this time the floating city of Allenbisi did not cast that terrible spell in the end. It just emitted a dazzling light and floated there quietly.
The little girl who was in charge of the command and Bing glanced at the sky fortress, and then followed the knights into the position. This was a fortification made of broken rocks and city bricks. In addition to causing certain obstacles to the orcs' charge, this kind of fortification could also hinder the orcs' charge.
Apart from providing a little shield against long-range attacks, it has no other value - but at this time, it is better than nothing.
Several warrior players leaned on the broken half of the wall and suppressed the orcs in front with long-range weapons. The black arrows screamed and flew forward, making a splashing sound like raindrops when they hit the tall black tower shield.
The orcs finally reacted at this time and began to counterattack, but they still seemed a little timid, especially when they saw the black floating shadow in the sky.
The little girl who entered the main position inserted her sword into the ground. She calmly looked at the orcs ahead who were pushed away by long-range fire. After a long while, a tired smile finally appeared on her face. She wiped her sweat and said, "I'm so tired!
But it seems like there was no danger!”
"Yes, but my little cutie, you can't take it lightly!" Bing smiled and reminded.
"Yes!" The little girl nodded.
And at this moment, the ground of the fortress of the gods began to shake gently. It was the kind of rhythmic high-frequency vibration, but this vibration no longer came from the fortress of the gods, but from the front - the seven in the distance.
Above the mountain wilderness! Immediately afterwards, melodious horns and shocking drums came from that direction...
On the horizon, a huge winged bear flag appeared there...
"The fifteenth wave of attacks has arrived!"
"The fifteenth wave of the orcs' attack has arrived!" the voice of the herald came one after another - the players saw dense ant-like black spots on the horizon beginning to appear, which was the last wave of the orcs' attack - the owlbear tribe
The army is the terminator of the late spring offensive, and it is also known as the most difficult wave of attacks to defend in the defense battle of the fortress of the gods.
"Coming!" There was a commotion on the battlefield. The enthusiastic players licked their lips with fanatical light in their eyes. The knights planted their swords on their chests. The look in their eyes was not only calm but also confident - that was confidence in their own firm beliefs.
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The priests shuttled between the positions, and bits and pieces of white light representing healing and resurrection appeared on the entire front.
"Sister Bing! Then can I use the authority given to me by the Sage of Glory?" The little girl stared at the black spots getting closer and closer. She pulled up the silver sword on the ground and asked quietly.
"Little cutie, use it."
"Yes!" The little girl's sapphire-like eyes showed an excited look. She stretched out her left hand forward, and all the sounds in the entire position were immediately covered by a huge system prompt: "System prompt: Regional plot mission, Silver Faith
When activated, the mission level is b+, and all players in the area will automatically be regarded as players participating in the mission!"
"System Announcement: Regional plot mission, the silver faith is inspired by all players in the Fortress of the Northern Gods of Oras - the dark tide sweeps from the north, the silver front forms the most solid wall, the knights are noble and determined
In his eyes, there is the most persistent belief, to protect or to be protected, that is just a choice..."
"Story mission!"
"It's really a plot mission!"
"I didn't expect that we could also participate in plot missions!" Some easily excited players on the battlefield were already shouting loudly.
The slightly calmer players just gently touched the broken rock fortifications on their chests with their weapons, with excited light in their eyes, the kind of eyes that were eager for a battle. At this moment, suddenly behind everyone
There was a terrible loud noise, and the players turned around, and soon they saw a shocking scene - Allenbisi floating in the sky began to tilt, the huge city made a huge rattling sound in that direction, and then a thick
Smoke and flashes of explosions appeared from across the city...
In this terrible explosion, Allenbisi gradually disintegrated, and then it fell from the sky at an extremely fast speed, with a terrifying scream and a roar, and then fell into the ground again. Smoke and dust that could almost cover the entire city rose into the air, and the ground violently
There was a slight tremor, and then everything calmed down.
"What's wrong?" The players looked at the sky in surprise, not knowing what happened this time.
"Ah! Brother Palin!" the little girl screamed. A look of panic appeared in the female knight's beautiful sapphire eyes. She almost dropped her sword and ran in that direction. But Bing hugged her and whispered
He whispered in her ear: "Your brother Palin is fine, little cutie, you still have to take charge of the command!"
"No...I want Brother Palin! Brother Palin!" Tears welled up in the little girl's eyes.
"Your brother Palin is fine, this is just a game! Little cutie, you have to command well. Only by winning this war can you be worthy of the help he gave you just now!" Bing Xin wiped away the scar on the little girl's cheek in pain.
Tears, comforting in a low voice.
"But..." The little girl looked over nervously and bit her lip.
"Listen to sister! It's okay!" Bing smoothed Sophia's messy blond hair, pulled her into his arms and whispered in her ear.
The little girl was quiet for a while, and the panic in her blue eyes was gradually replaced by calmness. After a while, she nodded quietly, picked up her sword and walked back to the position silently. "We will win, sister.
!" She turned around and whispered, with something flashing in her eyes called stubbornness - or, in other words, stubbornness.
"We will win, Brother Palin! For you, I will definitely win!" The little girl bit her lip and silently made an oath in her heart.
"Woo——!" The horn sounded again, and the orc army began to accelerate. The black army rushed towards the knights' position like dark clouds in the sky. The earth began to shake violently. In the rumbling sound, the gravel on the ground
Started to dance crazily and made a crisp sound.
The orc rhinoceros knights in the front row were wearing rhinoceros leather armor and charging with a roar while holding a giant axe. These are the elites of the orc army. The cold subspecies war rhinoceros has a terrifying burst speed, which can reach 60 miles per hour. Similarly,
The impact force at this speed is also extremely terrifying.
The knights raised their weapons and looked coldly at the charging orc cavalry. Behind them, the silver Vislan rose flag was erected - this woven white flag fluttered gently in the red mist, and the silver rose represented silver.
The will of Wislan, that is the pursuit of the knights - although it is just a game, it is at least a spiritual sustenance. This sustenance allows them to proudly raise their heads and say sonorously: "I am qualified in Canaan."
The paladin!"
"Woo——!" The battlefield poet took off the horn from his waist, and the distant sound of the horn echoed on the battlefield. As the sound wave full of fighting will spread to all directions, it inspired courage, boosted combat power, inspired pride, and war.
Songs and other states are simultaneously blessed on players and NPCs, making them feel as if their bodies are instantly full of power.
"In the name of Silver Vislan!!" The little girl stood on the rock and drew out the shining silver sword, her scarlet cloak fluttering in the wind.
"In the name of Silver Vislan!" The knights raised their swords high, and a faint white light glowed on the swords.
"In the name of Silver Vislan!" The warriors and rangers chanted these words in a low voice following the knight. They excitedly stretched their longbows to the strings, and the thieves also began to string the crossbows. There was a sudden commotion on the battlefield.
A squeaking and harsh pulling sound.
"Attack!" Sophia's blue eyes fluctuated slightly, and her golden hair brushed across her cheeks. The female knight pursed her lips and decisively swung her sword... Following her movements, a 'buzz' was heard on the battlefield.
There was a loud noise, which was the terrifying trembling sound made by thousands of bow strings vibrating at the same time.
The black arrows that flew out almost at the same time instantly met the charging Orc Rhino Knight. The first line of Orc Cavalry rolled and fell to the ground as if they suddenly hit a wall - but the Orc's impact array was not chaotic.
The cavalry directly trampled over the fallen orcs, they raised their giant axes, and their eyes shot out bloody light.
"Attack!" the field commander roared, sweeping over with dozens of huge fireballs and a second round of arrow rain. The short contact caused heavy losses to the orcs, but at the same time, they were getting closer and closer.
"Stonewall!"
"Grease Technique" stone walls were pulled up from the ground as the mage chanted, and large swaths of grease appeared on the battlefield out of thin air, but the cold war rhinos didn't care about this at all. They gasped and smashed through the stone walls and crossed the grease.
The area covered by the magic shot directly into Silver Vislan's position, and screams suddenly came from there.
At this moment, the player fully realized the horror of the knight's charge. Guys who were extremely confident in their own strength tried to stop these terrifying cold rhinos. However, they ended up either being directly hit to pieces by the rhino, or being hit from a distance by the rhinoceros.
He opened it, and then the orc cavalry followed up with an axe.
Silver Vislan's position instantly became shattered, players screamed one after another, the entire front was almost pulled back dozens of yards, and a large hole was torn in the center of the position.
"Back up, summon your mount!" The little girl shouted and decisively retreated thirty feet. Then she summoned her own mount and led dozens of knights to quickly launch a countercharge... The knights on both sides of the front saw this scene.
They all followed suit, and the situation on the battlefield was soon reversed again.
The trebuchet group behind the fortress of the gods prepared a new attack sequence at this time. The huge rocks were driven by the trebuchets and roared into the sky. They drew a beautiful arc in the night sky and fell to the orc position behind.
Cause huge casualties in an instant.
However, the powerful attack was rewarded with an equally powerful counterattack. The war beast dragged the orc's huge bone sling and appeared on the horizon. The terrifying weapon slowly stopped, and then began to swing its throwing arm violently.
A tabletop-sized rock bombarded Weislan's trebuchet position, directly smashing the wooden trebuchet into a pile of useless tattered firewood.
Some stones fell on the position, taking away dozens of lives in an instant. The player's advantage disappeared immediately. The orcs began to counterattack with the help of this terrible remote suppression. A large number of orc infantry poured into the defense line, and the players and NPCs retreated step by step.
, an oversight, and was immediately submerged by the black tide.
"Roar!" The orcs became more and more excited as they killed. Most of these guys who were barbarians began to go berserk. Their eyes became blood red and their skin faintly revealed red. They roared and rushed forward, and the axes in their hands danced at a speed that seemed
It was also a few minutes faster immediately.
The front line position was quickly submerged by the tide of orcs. The silver Veslan flag fell to the ground and was soon trampled into a pile of broken cloth...
"For Wislan! Hold on!" An unyielding cry occasionally came from the battlefield, but almost immediately, the cry was drowned out by more screams. Some players were also furious, they were completely
He forgot what he had learned in the vocational training center and just relied on instinct to pounce on the enemy, using all available weapons - including fists and teeth.
Other players began to retreat. When they discovered that the flags of Silver Vislan were submerged one after another by the tide of the orc army, a deep sense of fear seized their hearts. They saw their companions falling down one after another.
In a pool of blood, I saw the orcs using axes to separate the bodies of the knights, and I saw the orcs trampling the struggling players on the ground to death...
They were afraid. They dropped their weapons and shouted in despair. Most of them began to flee, while others sat in despair and waited for death.
At this moment, a silver Vislan flag appeared in everyone's sight. The silver rose in the center of the flag had been dyed red by blood, the most heart-stopping red - Sophia walked up holding the flag.
At the top of a broken wall, the female knight's blood-stained face was filled with perseverance and confidence. She raised her sword upwards, pointing the sword tip straight into the sky.
"We are Paladins!" the female knight shouted, and her voice spread far around. "But why did we choose this profession?" she asked loudly, an arrow shot into her shoulder, and blood was like spring water.
The words came out, but the little girl didn't even hum.
A few knights turned back to look at her, but most of them were fighting the orcs while listening to her shouts.
"Because of faith and glory!" the little girl said loudly, a strange light flashed in her eyes.
"Fellow knights -" Sophia bit her lip until her lower lip turned white before she opened her mouth to speak the second half of the sentence. "Since we cannot win! Then use our swords to prove our belief and glory.
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"In the name of my sword!" the female knight pointed her sword at an orc below, and she rushed down from the wall towards the orc - carrying the silver flag of Weslan, with firm determination, and with the sword
The white light floating above...
"In the name of my sword!" The remaining knights on the battlefield shouted these words loudly, and they rushed into the tide-like orc army without hesitation.
The escaping players stopped. They looked at this scene in surprise, with expressions of disbelief on their faces... Some shook their heads, raised their weapons and fought back into the formation, while others turned on the shooting system and started shooting.
The most famous scene in Canaanite history - the song of knights!
The little girl didn't know how many axes she had been hit by, or how many healing potions she had used. She just kept holding the flag of Wisland high, waving her sword, and never fell down... But she could
She felt that life was draining away, draining away from her body quickly, disappearing bit by bit...
A huge ax cut into Sophia's weak shoulder, the female knight's eyes darkened, and a weak smile appeared on her lips.
"I'm sorry, Brother Palin... the little girl can only do so much... the little girl is so stupid!" A crystal tear fell from the corner of the female knight's eye.
But at this moment, a system prompt sounded from the darkness: "System prompt: The fusion of blood and faith, inheriting the legacy of the inheritor - the glory of the ancient knight Erathize has never been abandoned. When that moment comes again
When it appears, it will be the day when the spear and horn of glory return to the mainland."
"System prompts: The choice of faith, the pouring of blood, the fragments of the sacred Atikalan are repaired, and the player Sophia obtains the second-level high-level artifact: the glory of Erathize, the blade of judgment of Atikalan!"
"System prompt: High-level artifact repair, trigger artifact mission - the chant of life, the song of Atikalan!"
Following the prompt, countless rays of white light shot down from the sky at the same time. This white light enveloped an area of dozens of miles. Under this white light, the players and NPCs who had fallen on the ground were resurrected one after another. They stood in surprise.
He stood up and watched the wounds on his body recover at an unimaginable speed...
And under the same white light, the orcs wailed in pain. They knelt on the ground in horror, holding their heads in their hands, as if they had seen something that caused them extreme pain...
At the same time, a long roar came from the underground of the fortress of the gods, and then, a huge silver dragon flew out from that direction, its waving wings covering a large area of the sky...
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Three days later, somewhere in the south——
A novice wearing a linen shirt slowly walked into the town's career selection hall. He had long flaxen hair and chestnut eyes. His cold face was as handsome as an ancient Greek marble statue. He looked quietly.
Looking at the novices coming in and out with smiles around him, he sighed and walked to the person in charge.
"New here? Little guy?" The quill in the old man's hand kept moving. He took the time to raise his head and push the thick lenses and asked.
"Yeah." The new player said kindly.
"What career do you want to choose?"
"Well..." The player hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Knight!"
"Oh! There are not many players choosing knights in the south...but there happens to be a relatively small knights group nearby. I can probably introduce you to go there for training." The old man pushed up his glasses and said.
A gentle smile appeared on the new player's face.
"Okay, what's your name?" The old man lowered his head and continued to ask.
The player was silent for a while, listening carefully to other players talking about the rumors about the fortress of the northern gods.
"Your name?" the old man repeated.
"I..." The player finally came back to his senses.
"Quest!" he said.
"My name is Quest!" The player's voice echoed quietly in the empty hall.