In the matter of Qiu Gulifu, the great god Sandru more or less played a trick on Liu Yifei~
No matter what kind of persistence he had or his expectations for the younger generation, Liu Yifei was involved in a clear hostile incident with a near-legendary powerhouse by talking to himself like this.
Okay~
Maybe Liu Yifei already has a lot of super strong names on his "enemy list", and he doesn't care about one or two more for the time being, but this is still a very depressing thing.
Especially since this matter also involves the life and death of Gregory!
Liu Yifei, who has long regarded Gregory as a special "friend" in the game, almost thought that he would have to say goodbye to Gregory, but the anger and reluctance in his heart were hard to describe~
However, although Grigory has been saved for the time being, if he is delayed for half a year on Qiu Guliev's matter,
Damn it~
Although there was a 50% chance of surviving successfully, thinking about the 50% mortality rate made him even more frightened!
In this way, Liu Yifei is somewhat dissatisfied with Sandro the Great about this matter~
But the Great God is indeed worthy of being called a Great God!
Although my personality is a bit bad, my work is a bit self-centered, and my ideals are crazy and unrealistic, my strength is absolutely nothing to say!
Through communication with Toradre, Liu Yifei roughly understood the effect of the previous curse as a "reward"
How to say~
It is not a very troublesome curse, but it basically causes all the elves' domestic units to suffer from the combined effects of three major negative states: weakness, loss of magic power, and wound corruption.шwщFirst,
Not to mention being weak, it reduces the power of all units, making it difficult for them to exert their physical strength and attack power.
The loss of magic power is aimed at magic units, and players suffer a greater loss in this regard. Because among the regular NPC army of the elves, there are no real magic units except high-level and high-quality unicorns and green dragons~
However, the resistance and mp limit of high-level and high-quality mercenaries are also extremely high. Although the problem of losing magic power makes them feel uncomfortable, it is not as terrible as the druid players of the elves~
The final wound corruption is for injured units.
As long as the elf unit is physically damaged, the wound will be invaded and corrupted by a large amount of death force at the first time. While preventing the wound from healing, it will further expand the wound and affect the unit's combat capability, and even cause continuous blood loss of the unit.
hurt~
Such a "curse" can be found in many offensive spells or curse skills with similar effects in undead magic. However, as a large-scale curse launched by Lord Sandro himself by activating the power of the Bones and Earth, the real thorny point lies in
"What???
The Druid group can't be dispersed???
What does it mean to be unable to disperse?
Go! Tell them!
Give them a little more time, even if you can't!
If this situation continues, how can our soldiers fight?
When the time comes, will we have to rush forward to purify those despicable and dirty undead souls on our own?
Damn it~
Go tell Tierre. Give him one more day at most!
If he and his men can't come up with any effective method, they will be ready to go to the front line with their staffs to purify the undead!
Swear in the name of the goddess of life!
I'm not kidding!!!"
Within the Ptolemaic Kingdom, the elven vanguard army that had been marching straight in, even pointing all the way to the center of the kingdom, had stopped its steady advance half a day ago.
Of course~
The reason for stopping is naturally because a certain super god triggered a magical curse from an extremely far distance that perhaps even the top master of the undead tribe may not know about today.
Although I don’t know the cause of the incident, the result was a solid taste for the elves’ army!
The general "Drom Silver Hunter" who was originally supervising the battle on the front line was cursed almost immediately. While his chest felt tight, he keenly felt that his body's strength had dropped by at least 10% or even more.
More~
What surprised him even more was that after he used several life-system dispels to dispel the magic, it had no effect. Moreover, every time he cast a spell, he felt that his abundant magic power became more uncontrollable.
Diaspora
Even if he tried his best to control, there was no obvious resistance effect~
This situation made Drom almost scared away his three souls and seven souls!
As a legendary level super strong man, he has not experienced this kind of experience of being silently planted a curse for a long time~
And what made him almost unbelievable was that
Soon, the frontline army under his command suddenly increased its losses.
The enemy's combat effectiveness has not changed much. However, the side that has changed is our own side!
Almost all warriors have lost a considerable part of their strength, almost all magic units are losing mp all the time, and all injured warriors are being treated either by bandages or by the druid group at the rear. Although it can
To make up for the lost physical strength of the soldiers, it was unable to heal even a single wound.
Not even the tiniest bit can be done!
Not only that~
In just a short moment, the wounds on the soldiers' bodies would be stained with a layer of strange gray-black adhesion, and then with the wounds as the center, the bodies of the soldiers would slowly decay.
Although this process is not fast, when it affects the entire elf army, the effect of suppressing morale and shaking the morale of the army is so terrifying that it is unbelievable!
As soon as the incident broke out, Drom ordered the frontline troops to withdraw bit by bit, and then moved to the nearest base for defense and preparation.
But half a day has passed, and the news from the Druid group is that they can't heal?
Damn it~
Thinking of the frightened expression on the messenger's face when he came in to report just now, Drom wanted to bite his silver teeth into pieces!
Why on earth is all this happening?
As the forward commander and one of the few with the highest combat power in the entire elven army, Drom knows more about the goals and intentions of this battle than his subordinates~
Battle with Ptolemy
Even though the fighting between the two sides seems to be fierce in the past few days, in fact, there are not many real deaths~
The elves took this opportunity to train their troops. While sending various rookie troops to the battlefield for training, they ensured the integrity of the troops' combat power with a low elimination rate~
Although the undead side seemed to be defeated and defeated, in fact, the main losses were only skeletons, dead bodies and those worthless "armed civilians"~
Forget about skeletons and dead bodies, for the undead lords, these are just worthless cannon fodder, and they can even easily pull out an army on the land of bones.
As for those adventurers who seem to be very enthusiastic haha~
To the vast majority of high-level NPCs, these are just mobs running amok within the territory. If they die more or less, what does it have to do with them?
Therefore, this seemingly lively and cruel war is actually a tacit understanding played by both sides. As for their true purpose,
But somehow, something that was going smoothly at first took an unexpected turn!
Was there any change on Ptolemy's side?
However, judging from the intelligence transmitted from the rear, the same situation did not only occur among the forward troops in Ptolemaic territory. The occupying forces that followed, the assisting troops in Solna, and the civilian troops all received the same "
"Curse Possession" situation
To say that this is Ptolemy's conspiracy, it seems difficult for the other party to launch such a powerful curse on such an astonishing scale in an instant on his own?
Could this be a conspiracy trap concocted by the entire ghost clan?
Not right either~
If it is really a trap, it has been half a day since the elves were possessed by the curse. Why haven't the enemies taken action yet?
Even when Drom led the army to retreat, the enemy seemed to hesitate for a moment and then gave up the perfect pursuit opportunity.
But if it weren't for the joint participation of the entire ghost clan's top leaders, who could have created such a curse on an astonishing scale?
After the messengers retreated, Drom paced back and forth in the hall uneasily~
The situation was originally smooth, there was no warning, the vision was shocking, the reaction was the same in Ptolemy and Solna.
Could this be an accident?
No no no~
How could there be such an accident in the world?
This is absolutely impossible~
Absolutely impossible!
But who is it?
Thousands of thoughts went through his mind, and for a moment, Drom was a little annoyed that he had actually accepted the proposal to lead the attack in a fit of enthusiasm~
"I hope everything goes well, but be sure not to have any accidents."
Drum uneasily stroked the war bow at hand, and actually prayed with some trepidation~
And just when the elven army was stationed in shock and doubt, thinking about how to eliminate the negative state that permeated the entire army. On the other side, there were also some beings hidden in the darkness within the undead tribe who expressed great incomprehension about this.
"curse?
Hum~
What a coincidence
Saxonode, you don’t want to tell me this matter, it has nothing to do with you, does it?”
The voice hidden in the darkness was cold and cold. It was like the eternal ice on the edge. Although it was hoarse, the majesty faintly revealed in the tone was also the majesty of a king that no existence could ignore!
"how?
Don’t you believe me?”
"believe?
Haha~
Praise the God of Death. I never knew that in the kingdom of death, there is such a happy word as "believe"~
Oh, yes, yes. I almost forgot, Sacnod, you seem to have a good personal relationship with those two idiots who talk about ideals and peace~
Those two guys are always like this, always saying some unintelligible things
Could it be that you have been exposed to some inexplicable weird problems because you have been with them for a long time?
Hehehehe”
The cold ridicule seemed to have a meaning. Just one sentence seemed to have pushed the existence previously called "Saxonod" into some kind of opposition.
"you!!!"
"Okay, okay~
Witch King and Saxonod, please be quiet.
What we have to consider now is how to explain this ‘curse’ that was apparently at the hands of the undead.
It’s really a troublesome situation~
Are you sure that the center of the curse comes from Solna?"
Another invisible voice spoke. But it separated the two people who had almost quarreled, and brought back the theme of "meeting".
"I guess so
There is currently no actual information indicating that there are masters of this magnitude in Solna.
In fact, I only felt an inexplicable and terrifying pressure coming from the direction of Solna when the incident broke out.
The feeling was so fleeting that I had no way of confirming it. It was even mixed with the power of the curse that erupted at that time, making it almost difficult for me to pinpoint it accurately.
Just judging from the fluctuation of power revealed at that moment
At least it’s a power above the epic level
I wonder if there are some hidden forces in Solna that we don’t know about?”
Sacknold spoke again, and what he said instantly brought the atmosphere of the meeting to freezing point~
Are there hidden unknown existences above the epic level?
If this is the case, then perhaps everyone here will have to reconsider the emerging kingdom on the border that was the last to be established and lasted less than a hundred years.
"Probably not
If there really is such a trump card in Solna, with the temper of that guy Toradre, there is no way he would let those green-skinned, pointy-eared trash pour into the national border.
I'm afraid that at the border, they will encounter an unimaginable counterattack from the Sea of the Dead. Where can they be as prosperous as they are now, with a group of useless adventurers able to contain more than half of the regular military strength of the border garrison?
By the way, skeleton, don't hide in the corner and say nothing. Didn't you promise that you would go back and ask those old immortal guys for instructions?
What was the result?
Don’t even they know what that inexplicable curse is about?”
"have no idea
The ancestors said that it is a technique similar to the use of death source power, a regular power. Even they cannot say that they know much about this level of technique.
In addition, the ancestors are dissatisfied with our recent actions, so let us be careful not to cause a big mess among the elves."
"Haha~
Big mess?
How ridiculous~
It sounds like they are guys who stick to their duties~
When those guys were in power
Cut~
But not many can live in peace."
"I'm just paraphrasing"
"Hmph~
You cold and hard skull deserves it, and you have been unable to make an inch of your strength for more than a thousand years. Don't you know how to express your opinions appropriately?"
The Witch King's voice was tit for tat, which made no one feel happy.
"The power of regularity
Death is upon us!
Could it be that Toradre has reached some kind of contract with an old monster in a secret realm, or a god-level existence? So someone suddenly came to help him?"
"I think
Otherwise, we should just forget it, right?
How can we say that we are all kings of the same clan? Is it really necessary to be so awesome?
Although Toradre and Solna's aspirations do deviate from ours, they have never done anything to forget their roots, right?
They haven't done anything to be ashamed of their identity as a ghost clan!
If you really want to talk about it, it’s us.”
"how?
Now you think of retreating again?
Saxonode!
You are really famous for being a wallflower~
Can't you stick to your choice even once?
Don’t forget!
When you first agreed on the alliance agreement, you also made a death contract!
If you regret it now, aren't you afraid of God's punishment?"
"Coco, that was forced by you!
I never agreed to this plan from the beginning!
And you also said at the beginning that you would let the elves in to teach the Kingdom of Solna a lesson. But what about now?
The plan changed again and again. Not only did he want Solna to destroy the country, he even wanted me to give up one-third of the country!
Is this your attitude towards your allies?
This was not what we negotiated at the beginning!
If I had known that this situation would be like this, I would have "
"you?
Hum~
What do you want?
Do you want to fight against us with that waste station in Toradre?
Saxonode!
You are now the king of a country. Sometimes, you need to think more clearly about what you say and do!
If you really have a problem with the way we do things
You can leave at any time~
Don't worry~
As long as you don't act stupidly and take the initiative to terminate your contract with the God of Death, we won't be bored enough to report you~
But are you sure that you and Toradre can withstand the anger of the rest of us?
Or to say
Are you in a hurry to hug the thick leg that the vampire found?
Just afraid~
Your former ally may not accept you at this time."
After a moment of silence, the Witch King's aggressive taunts left Saxonold speechless~
After all, everything is indeed made by oneself. It is indeed too late to regret anything now.
