The light flowing in the crystal was intoxicating. The tree man Elder Hui Pi gently placed it back on the rock base with fingers like dead branches. The shallow flowing light reflected the gray rock wall in the darkness, and
Brightness in everyone's eyes.
"In those ancient times, seeds sprouted in the rocks. They grew lushly and formed towering trees. The rivers rushing in the earth took this place as their source and passed through the sunless underground to shape this land.
Everything above."
"Thank you for sending it back. I hope it's not too late."
"Short beard..." Time Reflection couldn't help but ask.
Gray Skin turned back to look at the human. "The earth will hurt, but it can always heal the wounds. We are the people of the earth, and our short beards will be fine too."
The leader of the Holy White Stone couldn't help but turn around and looked at his people on the left and right. No one spoke - but the Pappalal girl on the side looked at them and asked: "What are you going to do next?
"
She knows what happened before, and she quite approves of these people's choices.
The leader of the Holy White Stone sighed softly:
"Let's win the current battle first and then talk about it."
Mei Yi nodded: "Yes, but the Heart of Chongshan has returned here, and we are not hopeless in the next battle."
The tree man elder was raising his head and looking at the thick root system that passed through the rock formation. They had gone through many years and guarded this place. And it seemed to see the towering ancient tree on the formation, which had been growing for countless years.
, they have been guarding here for almost eternity.
It sighed:
"...Then I'll leave it to Lord Munyarit."
…
The forest was turning into a sea of fire. Flames were peeling and burning on the tree crowns, and embers were flying. The firelight illuminated the side of Sylvide's face. She held the communication crystal with some unfamiliarity and looked at the scene in the forest - and smiled bitterly.
After a moment. "Our captain, the situation here is not good. The defense line is about to be unable to support it. They may collapse at any time. It is just a matter of time."
Tianlan rushed out from the side with her head in her arms. When she saw Sylvide, she couldn't help but stop and shouted: "Sister Sylvide, why are you still here? Everyone is preparing to retreat. Let the others escape together!"
She then saw the communication crystal in Sylvide's hand, and her eyes couldn't help but light up: "Is this brother Ed?"
Tianlan ran over all the way, grabbed Sylvide's hand without any reason, and shouted exaggeratedly: "Brother Ed, come and save us! We are going to die, monsters are coming, help!"
Sylvide looked at the little girl with a bit of fun, then turned back to look at the hell-like forest, with longing figures evacuating from the front line. The flames of destruction in the darkness fell from the sky, plowing across the forest like a scalpel, golden
The light lit up her deep, blue eyes.
There were several towering black shadows like mountains in that direction. Occasionally, a flash of light lit up the luster of the crystals on their shells. The crystals covered each other like thick scales. She looked at the towering shadows and listened.
A low howl came from afar, and the penetrating sound seemed to make the entire forest boil, tunneling through the soul, and the animals in the burning forest were fleeing in all directions.
They gradually lit up, and the light flowed on each thick crystal scale and converged into a point. When the brightness reached its maximum, a light rain was inspired from it. The light hit the forest one after another, and the rising flames actually brought with it
There is a sense of destruction.
Those are the disordered monitors. Compared with them, the densely packed disordered guards under their feet are nothing but childish. But the light disappears in the darkness, lights up, and so on - and continues to illuminate the flat backs of those monsters, layer by layer.
Stacked up, forming an undulating ocean in the darkness. Countless rocks rolled and flew towards the human position, almost plowing the ground on the front line of thorns. From time to time, someone flew up, fell, and turned into white light.
At the forefront of the battlefield are the disordered minions like the dark sea water. Their number can no longer be seen at all. There are only rolling waves. Whenever there is a storm on the sea, the waves will engulf everything. At the beginning, there were occasional counterattacks on the front.
, one or two rays of magic passed over the battlefield, illuminating the dark sea. But later, the defending side gradually lost any sound.
The sound of fire crackling above the tree crown, the scream of sharp rocks flying through the air in the darkness, the dull sound of rocks rolling and falling in the forest, the overturning of trees not far away, creaking, and occasionally distant sounds on the battlefield.
The roars of monsters came one after another, and at this moment - the girl's quiet breathing.
In the communication channel, Fang Yu tried hard to keep his voice steady: "I'll be there soon, Sylvide, give me a little more time -"
Sylvide smiled and replied: "You know, I will always give you time, my captain."
"Ah -" Tianlan grabbed her own throat and rolled her eyes in a pretense: "Sister Sylvide is so romantic, I'm so sour, I'm going to die!"
If Fang Yu could get out of the communication crystal right away, she would definitely be dead, but Tian Lan was winking at the ship officer, who just smiled.
She asked softly: "You are going to die, do you have any last words for Mr. Luo Yu?"
"He, huh, I don't care about him."
Walnut under the ground was pulling Bei Ji out of the sea of fire. When he saw the two of them, he couldn't help but stop: "Miss Sylvide, we can't hold the front anymore, but everyone has a dispute about whether to stay or not, and the tree people don't plan to retreat.
Some people are preparing to evacuate to the gray forest to see if they can survive there for a while, what should we do?"
Sylvide looked at the crystal in her hand and was about to speak.
But it was at that moment that a dazzling light caught the eyes of several people——
…
Even if they have the same language, it is often difficult for people to convince each other——
When the crystal army came in full force, despair spread like a rolling tide. The defense lines disappeared piece by piece. Looking around, the battlefield seemed to be surrounded by enemies on all sides. White lights rose from time to time in the darkness. One team and two teams came from the communication
The channel went dark.
Everything seems irreversible. The first thing people think of is not unity, but quarreling with each other at this last moment.
"Retreat, retreat, where can they retreat to? Behind them is the gray forest. How can they hold on there for a moment longer than here? Holding this line of defense is our last chance. Once we finish playing here, we will finish playing together."
At best, it's just the difference between dying early and dying later - I think these bastards are so scared that they peed their pants, a bunch of boneless opportunists!"
The great swordsman threw the communication crystal in his hand to the ground with force, as if it was his enemy. The people around him looked at each other, and a sharp rock whizzed past their heads, crashing into the burning bushes behind, and brought them up.
A scattering of sparks.
When people looked back in that direction, in front of the unstoppable monster, they were like a burning bush that could turn into a handful of ashes at any time.
Someone asked in a low voice: "...the tree people are not going to retreat, leader, what should we do?"
"That's just right!"
The great swordsman pulled out the giant sword stuck on the ground and looked at everyone around him with firm eyes, "You have all heard my words. If you stay here, you will die prematurely at most. If you leave with them, you will die late at best.
For a while. But if you stay in this place, you died heroically and died like a warrior, not a coward. We all came together temporarily. I understand that you have your own ideas, and I will not force you to do anything.
You can stay or you can leave with them."
"But I have decided to stay and fight side by side with the tree people. Even if I die, I will face the enemy instead of turning my back to them. Okay," he said: "This is what I want to say, you have to leave.
, you can go."
But people looked at each other, and everyone seemed to have roots under their feet.
A little girl weakly held her staff and whispered: "But captain, I, I am not a warrior."
The crowd couldn't help but let out a deep roar of laughter.
The great swordsman couldn't help but smile and shook his head.
In the flaming forest, several teams were preparing to evacuate from the front line of thorns.
Although they were evacuating, they were not fleeing in all directions. They broke away from the defense line and still appeared to be in an orderly manner. Those who left at the end were looking back at those who stayed behind, somewhat incomprehensibly.
"These barbarians seem to have an iron mind. What can they change if they stay? When did they change their style of giving away people's lives for nothing and still calling themselves heroic?"
The deputy seemed a little frustrated: "The front line of thorns has been broken, why do we have to rely on one line of defense to fight the opponent? Now, gather everyone and retreat into the gray forest, preserve as much strength as possible, and stick to the second line of defense is the best way -
—”
The leader looked at his colleagues and shook his head: "Their choice may not necessarily be wrong, the tree people also stayed. We made this choice because I think the power of the heart of the tree should be more than this -
—I collected some intelligence, just thinking that if the front line is revealed, we can delay it in the Ash Forest for a little longer."
"The best way is to plan before taking action." The deputy muttered.
The former smiled and made two gestures on the sand with his staff: "Actually, sometimes it's not necessarily true. At the moment, it seems more like a gamble. If the gamble fails, maybe as the guy said, we have nothing to do with them.
The difference is just that you die early and die later."
"But what if the bet won?"
"Did the bet win?" The team leader looked in that direction: "If the bet won, even if we die, we can still keep the seeds so that their efforts will not be in vain." He smiled again and turned around
Lai: "Of course it's not that noble. I just invested so much in the early stage and don't want the investment to go to waste. The heart of the tree is still here, so we can continue to recover the cost -"
At this time, someone ran out of the forest out of breath:
"Captain, someone has contacted us."
The deputy turned back and waved his hand impatiently: "It's those barbarians again. Let them fight with those monsters on their own. We have made up our minds to evacuate and will never stay for any reason."
"No, it's not," the man shook his head quickly: "It's the poet."
"The poet?"
The deputy was stunned for a moment before reacting: "Cuiye, aren't he and his team also planning to retreat? What are they causing trouble?"
The magician stretched out his hand to interrupt him, took a step forward, and asked, "What did he say?"
"He said that man is back..."
…
"They're coming again, they're coming again, raise your shield, raise your shield, watch out for me!"
The stout dwarves waved their battle axes on the battlefield, rolling around like a ball and roaring like thunder. Every dwarf had a loud voice, whether they were aboriginals or chosen ones.
.
The dwarf was so excited that his beard trembled, his scales trembled, and he repeated loudly as if he was crazy: "Stand still, stand still for me, don't act like you haven't eaten. Block this wave, and I will give it to you."
The wages are doubled, if we can’t stop it, everyone will lose money together!”
The crystals fell on the position like raindrops, and the sharp fragments hit the big shield and made a splashing sound. The dwarf, wearing a sentry helmet and carrying an ax, walked around in the heavy rain without any injuries.
The disordered minions hit the dam like a wave. The Iron Guards all took a step back. The two dwarf rune masters ignited the spell. The flames swirled into the monsters, forming two bright flashes. The shock wave caused by the explosion exploded.
Only after opening a gap did the crystal monster retreat slightly.
Behind the crowd, an Avenquin elf kept pulling out arrows from the quiver behind him. Each arrow would almost certainly take away a disordered minion. The sharp arrows would either hit the eye socket or shoot through the throat. His first
Thirty-three times when I touched the arrow, I found nothing. When I looked back, I found that the arrows had been used up.
But a quiver full of arrows flew over, and a human ranger threw his quiver over and shouted: "Use mine."
"Thanks."
The elf took the arrow and nodded.
"Aren't you scared?" The human ranger looked at him curiously and asked.
"What's there to be afraid of?"
"I heard you are Aboriginal."
"Our understanding of life is a little different from yours," the elf shook his head: "What's more, in your terms, this is only one-fifth of the starlight, isn't it?"
The human ranger couldn't help laughing: "You are really interesting, but the leader certainly doesn't think so. I heard that he invested a lot of money in this place, bought a lot of supplies, and is preparing for a big fight.
Look at that guy, does he look like a gambler who is losing his mind? Haha, I heard you have a lot of jokes about dwarves, they are notoriously misers."
The elf smiled: "But he is the Chosen One just like you."
"That doesn't make any difference. Why do you think he chose the dwarf?"
But they suddenly stopped chatting because they both received a communication request at the same time.
"It's tomorrow's group. Didn't they retreat to the Ash Forest?" The human ranger muttered in surprise as he looked at the communication request.
However, the two of them still chose to accept it at the same time. After all, on the battlefield, any delay in information may be fatal. But for just a moment, the two of them were stunned again, because after joining the communication channel, they saw
What arrived was not the imaginary group leader, but another message:
ba invites you to enter the channel: battlefield communication, channel manager: ba, Cuiye, tomorrow, ten nights, tna...
"It's him..." Seeing this name, the human ranger couldn't help but be slightly startled. The long list of names and IDs of each team leader behind the channel manager seemed to indicate what this temporary communication channel meant.
The channel was silent for a moment, and then a slightly disturbing and deliberately thickened voice came:
"Everyone, the counterattack has begun."
That familiar voice made everyone fall silent.
But immediately, another rude voice sounded: "I said you really live up to your name. You left us alone, and now you are talking nonsense?"
The ranger wiped his face and recognized that it was the voice of their leader, the hot-tempered dwarf. Although that was correct, he always felt that it was a bit embarrassing for his leader to be so careless in front of everyone.
.
The elf also coughed lightly.
However, the words were rough and unreasonable, and the various group leaders in the channel couldn't help but start talking, until a rather calm voice spoke: "Can you tell us first, where did you go before?" The voice was not loud, but it was
Making everyone unexpectedly quiet.
Fang Yu also stopped, and for a while only some low background noise echoed in the quiet communication channel - in fact, except for Cuiye, not many people here knew where this mysterious craftsman came from, and the one who deliberately disguised
Sound does not contain much real information.
Only after a moment did he speak again:
"You'll understand right away."
Did you understand immediately?
Everyone was slightly startled, and even the rude dwarf forgot to curse for a moment - what kind of answer was this? Do you think they are three-year-old children?
But it was at that moment that the underground world suddenly changed to some extent. The feeling was insignificant, but it lingered in everyone's hearts. They were slightly startled, but then, they immediately felt the change.
source--
At that moment, the battlefield became quiet. The burning flames, the sky-piercing screams, the dying wails and roars, all the sounds disappeared.
A ghost seemed to appear on the battlefield, swallowing up all the sounds that could be heard. There was only a blank space left in the auditory world. No matter whether it was high frequency or low frequency, all vibrations were stagnant, and there was only silence in this
In the middle, they heard another sound - a high-pitched, buzzing trembling sound.
The voice seemed to come from another world, sometimes low, sometimes sharp. When it was low, it was almost invisible, and when it was sharp, it seemed to penetrate the soul. Everyone could not help but open their mouths at that moment, and their vision seemed to be dark.
They had heard such a sound not long ago, but it was clearer at this moment.
And at that moment, another voice came from the darkness:
"look up."
That was like an order, causing everyone to raise their heads subconsciously. It was at this moment that light was born. Pure light originated from the boundless darkness. It was endless and was pouring from the top of the rock underground.
Hang down.
It was a ball of flame, and the heart of Chongshan was relit, like a bright sun, it was even more dazzling than before.
And in this dazzling light, there seems to be a fresh green like a dream. Fang Plover is slowly putting down the communication crystal in his hand, raising his head and looking at the source of all the light on the top of the rock. It seems to be shining on this place as always.
The forest beneath the ground.
Then an old voice came from his heart:
"Thank you, young human."
"Without the Heart of the Mountain, it would be difficult for me to suppress the power of the crystal, but now there is still room for redemption. I will clear the way for you... But then, I will leave it to you."
An invisible ripple is sweeping across the entire underground. It is the power of nature that is recovering. The earthquake is roaring, causing the majestic life to slowly rise from under the soil. The curled leaves have a touch of touching
Soulful greenery.
And the thick vines that rolled out from the rock formations, each like the long tail of a giant snake, swung towards the disordered minions on the battlefield, knocking them to pieces.
More tiny roots are also rising from the ground. They wrap around every lifeless crystal structure, immobilizing these monsters, and penetrate into every crack between the rocks, making it impossible for them to move.
They crumble under the endless force of life.
Within the reach of the light, the crystal monsters on the battlefield are falling one by one, as if another guardian under the ground is truly showing its power at this moment.
That is the power of life, coming from Amaya's care and the power of nature.
