(ps: Some people asked why Xiao Fen could teleport in. The reason is very simple. Hand of Despair's sealing of space certainly cannot block the teleportation channel of their own reinforcements, so they are only closed in one direction, and they can only enter but not exit——

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The Tiger Shark is like a sun exploding in mid-air. The flames burning in mid-air are rolling and emitting bright and dazzling light. These lights have been spread dozens of miles away, throughout the Brossalon wilderness.

Every player in this area couldn't help but raise their head and look at the little sun that suddenly appeared in the sky, squinting their eyes, and their faces were reflected in gold.

Outside the town of Brossalon, all the players of the Hand of Despair held their breath. Mirus and his companions raised their heads and faced the fire, opened their mouths blankly, and for a moment lost the ability to speak.

A wave of commotion spread from the crowd of players. The floating fleet of the Rune Island Empire, which they thought was invincible in their minds, was easily defeated at this moment. The sinking of a Type 80 frigate meant the destruction of a myth.

, Oras is not unable to defeat the Rune Island Empire, and players are not unable to express different opinions in front of powerful NPCs.

While watching this scene, Apple's eyes reflected the brilliant sparks, and he couldn't help but smile with relief. At this moment, the former novice finally grew into a name that can be remembered by history. This is the most anticipated thing about Canaan.

Adventure - After this battle, no matter what the outcome is, the name of Shining Gold Coin. Palin will definitely be remembered by history in one fell swoop.

Maybe you defeated a legend, maybe you were the enemy of the gods in the legend, maybe the poems sung your adventures. But none of these are as good as the words written on the scrolls of history:

In June 1037, during the battle between Rune Island and Olas Brossaron, Marine Division Palin single-handedly sank the Imperial Type 80 frigate Tiger Shark and defeated the Imperial Second Fleet's Count Trasku fleet—

—

From this moment on, a person becomes a legend, just like the names left in the Magic War that fascinate future generations and shine in history: Phoenix Lord Fenix, the Terminator of the Darkness of Magic. Monktor, the King of Swords

, Soul Forger. Lord of Runes Asoghas, God-slayer. Maybe Xiao Fen is next, who knows?

The halfling stretched out his hand and pressed on the virtual keyboard on the light screen, posted a post he had compiled, and marked the words "Shining Gold Coin" on the post using the means provided in the game.

The unique markings of the team logo:

"There is no point in bullying the weak. The strong only talk to the strong——"

——The hand of despair, the deputy captain of shining gold coins, half an apple

The forum was in an uproar.

When the hands of despair on the periphery began to cause commotion, the commander of the 19th column, Sariya, issued a precise order - attack, all-out attack! Abandon all positions and launch the highest intensity attack on Brossalon at all costs.

However, when the player's lower-level commanders scattered away from her and went to find their own units, the woman surrounded by an aura of despair and coldness issued another order and handed it over to her adjutant for preservation.

'If you cannot succeed in one blow, retreat immediately; ignore the Rune Island Empire, everything will be subject to my orders.'

She stared indifferently at the moving army of Black Knights. Thousands of players gradually poured into the stormy town like a tide, showing no mercy. The Dame suddenly felt some strange feelings. She thought that she must have been a

An outstanding commander: at least she could clearly see the turning point of the situation on the battlefield at that moment. Now both sides have secured victory - but the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road, it depends on which side can support until the last moment.

If she hesitates, she will give up victory.

She raised her head and looked at the smoky imperial flagship, hoping that the other party's commander would not be hopelessly stupid.

…

Griffin's little face was a golden red reflected by the fire. She watched the fireball bloom and roll in the sky, and then disintegrated into countless dazzling sparks, splashing out in all directions, and falling to the ground with a trail of black smoke.

Miss Elf was stunned, but Miss Black Dragon and Miss Red Dragon had a look of admiration on their faces. Further around, almost every wind knight was stunned.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.

Griffin suddenly reacted and realized what she should do. She threw three runes into the air. Those stone slabs were carved with the elemental language of the Ella people that contained magical power——

ni——light.

farme - flame.

sar - the holy sword of Iris.

The wind knights in the air also came to their senses at this moment. They raised their swords one after another, shouted in unison "Long Live the Empire" and launched a charge. And further away, the Pegasus knights were making a half circle to regroup in the air.

Wearing colorful lacquer armor and short elf shawls. Wearing pointed helmets and long five-color feathers, the knights were lined up in a charging formation, leveling the applewood spears in their hands.

Miss Elf stretched out her hand.

"May the clouds part, the crown of light and fire descend, and God grant this sharp sword to punish the darkness and evil - the power of God's favor, multiple casts!"

She shot a fireball, and then the thirty-two flame tentacles shot a fireball in all directions. The sky outside the Golden Swordfish suddenly became brighter. It was not just one explosion, but a continuous chain explosion—

—The deafening roar seems to pierce everyone's eardrums, making it impossible for you to even hear what you are thinking.

The air current lifted everyone up, even Maairi Bailey and Vladis. They had to use their huge claws to clasp the deck to barely resist this terrible shock wave. Miss Elf herself was the first to do so.

She was swept away and hit the mast. The violent impact almost made her head shoot out. She couldn't help but shake her head hard to stay awake.

Thirty-three fireballs exploded at the same time, and the energy generated in an instant caused most of the wind knights to be wiped out. Countless experienced soldiers of the empire were directly killed in this round of terrible blows. Only some of them could escape by chance, but they could not escape.

Seriously injured along the way.

So much so that the triple-sailed heavy cruiser shook violently in the impact of the explosion.

In the bridge, Count Trusco watched his teacup fall to the ground amid violent shaking and shatter into pieces. His adjutant had to hold on to the command platform to barely stand, and most of the crew, the herald,

Everyone was staggering around, except for the Earl himself, who stood with his hands behind his hands, meticulously maintaining the dignity of a soldier.

"Lord Earl, the Tiger Shark has completely disintegrated, and there are no survivors expected—"

"Your Majesty, the enemy has approached the power room. Please give the order to abandon the ship. Please transfer the command to the Jetcaster. We will cover your breakout——"

Count Trascu glanced at his adjutant and asked calmly: "What is the direction of the hand of despair?"

"Hands of despair?" The adjutant was slightly startled.

"Hand of Despair! The Hand of Despair has begun to attack. Lord Count!" A communications officer shouted from below: "Petera, their commander seems to have launched a full-scale attack. They are really crazy!"

"An excellent commander." The captain, who was over fifty years old, commented concisely and concisely, and then he began to issue orders: "Let Baron Minnego take back the Wind Knight formation and switch to a huddle defense. Let him target

On the ground, be sure to concentrate all your firepower on Brossalon."

Count Trascu said as he drew his sword with his right hand and waved: "The Golden Swordfish, the flagship of the empire, will never sink. As long as I am still here, it will stay in this airspace forever; the empire will not die.

, its flag will always fly——"

There was silence on the bridge, and everyone thought that the captain must be crazy. But there is no doubt that such madness must make people's blood boil, because the next moment everyone became angry with the same enemy.

"Guard."

"exist!"

"follow me."

"clear!"

Exactly like this, just like what Saria described. Now both sides of the war have seized the victory, but who will have the last laugh? This is the most paranoid war of paranoia, no concession, no end, only real gambling

Only the disciples will achieve the final victory.

…

Xiao Fen raised his head and looked at the second flash of light that exploded in the sky. It was caused by Miss Griffin. However, he didn't know what happened above, but he was just a little worried. He clicked on Cole and half an apple.

, he wanted to say something but took a labored breath first - fighting against the wind knight, the goddess, and the empire. Especially after the meteor explosion, the mage felt that he was exhausted.

However, he still insisted on giving the order: "Ke'er, Apple, go up and support Sophia. I'm not too worried about her."

The two were about to answer when they heard a player shout:

"The Hands of Despair are attacking, all of them are moving!"

Everyone present was nervous.

But what Xiao Fen, Ke'er and Half Apple thought at the same time was that the opponent's commander was really a gambler. However, this gambler was quite clever. Our mage hates all-or-nothing bets, risks and luck. Although he

A radical but not an agnostic believer. He just pursues a more proactive approach - rather than entrusting himself to such illusory things as luck.

But Saria turned a situation that seemed to have turned to a disadvantage into a gamble where no one could guess the outcome. Her bet was the Nineteenth Column and the Empire's Trasku fleet. For these, she could

He didn't care at all, but Xiao Fen couldn't help but care about the losses.

The mage hates gambling, but he is forced to participate in this gamble because the other party has forced him to place a bet.

Xiao Fen's brows furrowed deeply.

"Shall I go?" Ke'er asked tentatively.

"No, you stay, we need you more here." Xiao Fen replied: "Half an apple?"

"I know, I mean I'm not too worried about that reckless girl Sophia -" Before the halfling could finish his words, suddenly a white light fell from the sky and hit directly a few streets away, followed by the flash and noise of the explosion.

It trembled and could not stop for a long time. The air flow set off by the explosion brought strong wind and blew it all the way to everyone's side, sweeping away the sand and gravel on the ground.

According to the order of Count Trascu, the Jetcastle began to carry out a covering strike on the opposite side. In the war, life is just a fragile consumable, and the residents of Brossalon should probably not be involved.

This unreasonable disaster came, but at this moment, what awaited them was like a divine punishment. These civilians screamed and fled in all directions. The men took their families, and the mothers held their children. They cried and tried to escape.

An area of ​​fire.

The three of them watched this scene quietly.

…

When the smoke dissipated, Griffin leaned against the mast and coughed loudly. She covered her mouth, and when she let go of her hand, her palms were covered with blood. She quietly looked at the bright colors in her white palms, not knowing what she was doing.

Instead of feeling scared, I felt extremely weak and could hardly move.

The surrounding smoke was billowing, and Miss Elf couldn't even see the two female dragons. She couldn't help but look left and right. Her friends were nowhere to be seen, but she vaguely heard a song coming from behind the thick smoke, which seemed to come from a long and charming song.
To be continued...