(ps sent today’s update, a big explosion is brewing, but I feel that 15,000 updates a day is really debilitating)
You must have never seen the scene of the army retreating——
Under the gloomy sky, vast and vast, filled with mountains and plains, the black knights retreated on the wilderness of Rosalon like the fading black tide, losing their goals and glory, like a piece of loose sand, or like ants walking along
The edge of the Clover Plain is rushing towards the west. The goal of these desperate people may be Fallen Blade City, or Plastor, which is a scorched earth, lonely and uninhabited, with only the embers still remaining.
A trace of remaining warmth.
Looking down from the Youlin Hills area along the gentle slope to the east, you can see this wonderful scene.
The hands of despair were like three black and sick dragons, staggering and winding on the undulating terrain of Brossalon wilderness, with broken flags and dejected faces, as if they had defeated the rooster. However, they still need to worry about two things - Alto's
The forest elves and the coming thunderstorm, golden light flashed among the dark clouds on the horizon, and the faint sound of thunder heralded the coming of a heavy rain.
Heavy rain is coming soon, and after the thunderstorm season in June, this muddy road is like leading to hell.
The adjutant wanted to stop and reorganize the team, and then arrange for the Hands of Despair players to go offline one by one. But in the middle of the war, it was no longer as good as in the early golden age when tactics were endless. Every method had been practiced hundreds of times by the opponent.
Coping means. In this season, the pace of war has changed from a wild and unrestrained pace to a degree of coincidence and surprise victory - after eliminating the bad and retaining the good, Aolas's player war theory gradually matured.
There are indeed some shining examples of going offline and then launching a counterattack, or saving yourself, but a flash of genius is not the mainstream of this era, unless you want to give the opponent a textbook encirclement and annihilation, not to mention the giant eagles of the elves are still in the sky.
It's flying.
Therefore, the Hand of Despair could only run, and run with no life. If you don't run, you will really lose your life. But players are players after all, and soon many people went offline one after another. By the time night approached, the Black Knight's long queue was almost reduced by half. These
Most people will pay the price of an angel stone, because their enemies will not let go of a single player or team wandering in the wilderness——
However, it was such a good war. The empire has never suffered such a heavy defeat since the Magic War. Even in the conflict with Xia Lun (Eastern Empire) ten years ago, each side had its own victory or defeat.
Under the checks and balances of such deterrent forces as the Sword Master and the Scepter Archbishop, the two ancient kingdoms still maintained basic restraint.
But this time, the whole world was really shocked:
The Tiger Shark Type 80 frigate disintegrated in the air during the first wave of attacks, and the entire ship was destroyed.
The Golden Swordfish Type 120 triple-sailed heavy cruiser withdrew from the battle due to damage to its power system, and then crashed west of Brossalon. Count Trascuo and others died for their country.
The Type 80 frigate USS Jescastle was captured, and a total of 220 officers, soldiers and others on board were made prisoners.
And their opponents are just a player team called 'Shining Gold Coin', as well as hundreds of players from the Southern Resistance Organization, and more than a thousand forest elves who joined later. In fact, they have been guarding the forum.
Everyone who is watching the live broadcast knows that the only thing that really determines the outcome is the shining gold coins.
This is a resounding slap in the face of the Rune Island Empire. As for whether the latter will become angry or suppress it, it is still unknown. However, in June of Aolath, the players' eyes are still on
I was attracted by other events in this world. For example, the movements of the Seven Seas Merchant Group during this month. The businesswoman used a mercenary army of about 3,000 people to capture Trans and conquered the empire stationed there.
The Rocaroas fleet of the Second Fleet was burned to the ground.
A column of the empire was completely wiped out, and the loss of the Seven Seas Merchant Group was unknown to the empire, or was unclear. The information contained in this attracted the attention of the whole world, and its popularity even exceeded the two consecutive battles of Shining Gold Coin.
the attention caused.
Another major event happened during the withdrawal of the 19th Column of the Hand of Despair——
Lion Fortress——
When the light door opened in the dusty hall, Meng, who was wearing a black bishop's robe, stepped out with two other black knights. One of the tall knights took a look at the hall, and then turned back to look at himself
companion - or rather, former companion. He thought for a moment and said, "Is this the Lion Fortress?"
Meng stared at the hall, as if recalling something, and nodded without saying a word.
"Speaking of which, please forgive me. I just came down from the battlefield and came here to help." The knight said after smiling.
Meng shook his head and said it didn't matter.
"It witnessed the advent of the most glorious era of the Hand of Despair. From that moment on, a group of players finally had the right to compete with the behemoth City of Dragons." Another knight said, as if reciting a poem: "He
It is the most glorious testimony of the power of players, but it is also the end of a period of history. But at least, we once stood in this position. We may decline in the future, but it is also our own choice..."
Meng turned around and looked at them quietly.
"Is this why you chose to negotiate with the Rune Island Empire here?" she asked softly.
The tall black knight nodded.
"This is the result of our efforts. I hope to compete with those arrogant adults at this point in time." He replied in a soft voice, and a layer of light seemed to shine on the black knight's handsome face: "
Dream, you know what we are proud of is not the destruction, but the creation of everything we are now."
The girl looked at him with a complicated expression in her eyes. But in the end, her eyes calmed down little by little, and her black eyes became calm again.
"I'm afraid I wouldn't listen to these things seriously before. I originally just wanted to play a bad guy with all my heart. But since joining Silver Storm, I have realized that such a beautiful world is worth integrating into yourself," she said.
Said lightly.
"Compared to this, I prefer you now. Even from this moment on, we are rivals." The Black Knight smiled.
"Despair, the players in the Temple of Heroes are not doing nothing and sticking to their own interests. It's just that they have chosen a more conservative path. Sometimes being radical is not a good thing," Meng said softly, holding his scepter.
: "The hand of despair has entered a dead end. How do you plan to save yourselves? You cannot be the enemy of the world. There is too much pain. The world has become sad..."
When the black knight heard this, he didn't say a word or smile; he just looked at the hall indifferently for a long time.
"I have chosen a path and must go on it. You know, Dream, I have opened Pandora's box, but I cannot restrain the power of disaster that comes from it. I can only guide it," he replied
: "This is the necessity of the world. If I shrink back, then the souls who die under the sword of despair will become meaningless. This is not a game, and I must take responsibility for it."
"Indeed, there has never been a game that made me so exhausted. But I think it is worth it because the world is so real. But players are always passers-by, and we must understand the meaning of our existence."
"It starts with us and ends with us. After that, the player's existence can become self-consistent in this world."
Meng looked at him: "I never knew these thoughts of yours. Desperate, you have changed after that adventure. What did you see in the legacy of the Ella people?"
The black knight smiled slightly.
"But you've gone too far. Have you ever thought about what would happen if there was no way to end it?" Meng asked.
"The power of one person is too weak after all. Whether you or the old players, everyone understands that we are just looking for different ways out." The knight replied: "What about you, Meng?"
"I just want to see the war end." The female bishop was stunned for a moment and replied calmly.
"But you brought the war with your own hands."
"That's the cruelty."
Meng faintly sighed.
The tall black knight took out his pocket watch. Then a soft smile appeared on his handsome face: "My time is up, I'm going to see those arrogant adults. Wish me good luck, Meng."
The female bishop just looked at him without saying a word. The knight sighed slightly, glanced at the girl one last time, turned around and was about to leave. But at this time, he heard Meng calmly say from behind: "What's left in the box?"
What’s falling is hope.”
The tall black knight smiled, opened the door and walked in with his adjutant.
Only Meng was left alone in the hall——
The female bishop felt a little tired. Sometimes she wondered whether it was really worth being so immersed in a game world. But she had already made a choice in this world, and she just wanted to see how this choice would go.
Go on and see if what is described in the story is really what people think. The persistence in the heart will eventually defeat the coldness and ruthlessness of the world.
Because at least compared to reality, there is still room for ideal survival here. Has the tenderness in human nature really disappeared?
Dreams and hopes will eventually sprout, and that day may come.
But at this time, she heard a voice asking: "Excuse me, is your name Meng? This sister."
The female bishop turned around and saw a girl wearing a black cloak and long black hair walking out of the shadows. She held a serrated dagger in both hands and looked at her with clear black and white eyes.
This afternoon, Olas lost his third Bishop of Wands.
…
When a black dragon and a red dragon descended from the sky, a dense crowd gathered in the square, surrounding the two giant dragons in the center. Griffin jumped off Fratis's back first, attracting everyone's attention.
Looking at her, she stood beside Miss Hong Long without saying a word, her face calm and somewhat silent.
Then there is Eugudra, who is holding the sleeping beauty who looks like an angel——
The little girl's pale face had a calm expression, but her eyelids drooped slightly, and her eyelashes were as motionless as a brush. Her lips were lightly pursed, and there was a gleam of cold light on the edge of the tip of her nose, like
The princess has just fallen into a long sleep, but she has lost her last breath. The paladin's armor has been completely broken, revealing the weak body wearing an armed uniform underneath, and the slender palms are pale and cold - you can hardly imagine that they could have been so firm.
The two hands holding the sword never retreated even in the most difficult battles.
She is the little princess of Silver Wisland.
She is the Sophia Holy Light that shines with gold coins.
She is the little girl that everyone likes.
She is Miss Red Dragon's reliable knight.
But in the end, she was a paladin—
There was a dead silence among the crowd. This may not be a true farewell, but a female paladin who stands at the top of the players can choose to sacrifice herself at the last moment to save the war situation, or even save the entire Brossalon - this is noble
His behavior undoubtedly caused waves in everyone's heart. This is a kind of transmission of value. It makes you ask yourself the true meaning of kindness and justice, ideals and persistence in this world.
But the crowd separated, allowing Xiao Fen and his party to go out.
"Sophia, am I, Ms. Sophia, really unable to be resurrected?" After a while, someone in the crowd asked.
Many people are looking here, waiting for an answer. There are many refugees and many residents of Brossalon, and they are looking here with eager eyes.
"This is the end of one story and the beginning of another," Yugudora looked at the little girl in her arms lovingly, and then handed her over to Snow; the round-faced swordswoman smiled and replied
: "But at least it tells you that a kind lady has unreserved love for the world. As we all know, we are players, so you don't have to be sad because you will see our Ms. Sophia again soon -
—”
"Perhaps she is no longer the shining silver princess of Vislan, but at least her sword will always fight to protect you."
The crowd became commotion——
"Thank you." But finally, someone in the crowd shouted.
"Thanks."
"We will not forget you, Brossalon should not forget this day." The voices gradually became more frequent, and this voice made every player involved in this war - whether it was Shining Gold Coin or the players of Thorn Castle
, or players in the South all feel warm in their hearts. Because they know that at least their efforts will be felt by others, so they will never be meaningless.
Among the crowd, Quest was talking to Xiao Fen; he first placed his long sword beside the little girl to show respect, and then turned back to look at the black-robed mage.
"Long time no see." The paladin said.
"It's rare that you don't glare at me when you see me." The black-robed mage hugged his staff with both hands and stared at the other side of the square.
"I'm just happy to see someone taking the right path again."
"That's just temporary, we are not the same kind of people."
Quest glanced at Xiao Fen.
"What do you think of little girl?" he asked.
"She is my teammate. Hands of Despair will soon regret everything that happened on this day." The mage replied calmly.
"No, I just think she has realized her own value. And our war with the Hand of Despair is by no means determined by hatred -"
"That's your decision, not mine -" Xiao Fen responded indifferently, but at this moment, a white light suddenly flashed on his hand. The mage immediately raised his palm and opened it, and there was a homing pigeon -
He took out the note again and took a look at it. His face suddenly brightened and he raised his head, only to see Miss Heilong holding a homing pigeon in her mouth. She was smashing it with her mouth as she prepared to swallow the little thing.
Xiao Fen was feeling depressed for a while, and then he sent a message: "That's the little girl's homing pigeon. If you don't want to be killed by her, you'd better spit it out."
Miss Black Dragon pretended not to hear and concentrated on preparing to deal with the carrier pigeon, but the next moment she received a claw from Vladis. Miss Red Dragon took the little carrier pigeon and handed it to Xiao Fen.
"Flatis, give me a ride." The mage put away the carrier pigeon, took off the letter and handed it to her: "This is a letter from the little girl -"
"She is resurrected?" Miss Red Dragon asked in disbelief.
"No, we just rebuilt the character." The mage replied.
This sentence made the whole square excited, and people wanted to squeeze over to read what was written in the letter. But before that, Miss Red Dragon had already turned her back and asked the mage to grab the saddle and climb up. Xiao Fen looked down.
He glanced at it and shouted to Xue: "The little girl has re-created her role. She is near the Fourth Town. I will go there to pick her up first. Xue, you can help me wrap things up here -"
The female priest nodded quietly.
"Wait a minute, I have a good idea! We have to make a tomb for that dead girl, put a tombstone and engrave an epitaph on it, and then let her come and see her own epitaph. This is really good!" The dwarf was heartless.
He suggested: "I thought of a very good epitaph - she spent her whole life pursuing 'ups and downs' in the 'ordinary' world, and in the end, she realized her wish. Of course, there is still a little
Regret——"
However, he was immediately hit by Ke'er on the head.
"If you don't have anything nice to say, you'd better shut up." The female elf ranger said bitterly: "A dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory."
"Omodin, if ivory comes out of the dog's mouth, that would be a miracle." The dwarf muttered, holding his head.
Xiao Fen looked at the letter, smiled slightly, and flew up from Brosalong on the red dragon, circling half a circle around the whole town, and then flew south, one man and one dragon. Everyone raised their heads.
, watching the legendary mage go away, and somewhere on the horizon, the female paladin who brings warmth to people is waiting for her captain——
'Brother Palin, I have re-created the character. But it seems a little strange. Can you come over first?'
——Sofia de Atikalan
…
Time passed to more than ten minutes ago——
"Are you sure you want to challenge the death?" a voice asked in the darkness.
"Of course." This is the answer of a confident and determined girl.
"why?"
"Because I still have a lot of things to do -" the girl replied seriously.
"Then, I want to tell you. In fact, the death challenge has no form. It may be just a question."
"ah?"
"For example, Sophia Holy Light, what do you think dedication is?" the voice asked softly.
Silence fell in the darkness.
"I think," the girl's voice said hesitantly, "it should be something that can satisfy your heart and complete it without any regrets."
"Then, please follow the path in your heart, Sophia Holy Light——"
"You mean, did I succeed in the challenge?" the girl asked in surprise.
"No, you failed." The voice smiled slightly: "Of course, maybe something special, bring your sword -"
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