The demonic voice urging death sounded again, and the pale power enveloped the earth, as if the countless humble creatures on the ground were just ants being slaughtered at this moment, regardless of high or low, no noble or low~
You may be wearing a king's divine attire purchased with a lot of money, and you act like an ancestor in front of ordinary players. Especially the demeanor of being the boss and your second child makes countless people around you who can only envy and hate the popularity, but also feel itchy.
Nothing can be done.
You may be a monster-level perverted master like Liu Yifei or Xue Lan. After many trials and accidental coincidences, you have acquired terrifying combat power that is far beyond ordinary people.
People can only have a surge of admiration for you...
But even the blood billowing like a storm goddess is nothing more than a small, insignificant piece of dust that can be wiped away at the feet of the "Pale Lord" in the sky at this moment~
Death seems inevitable~
However......
The dazzling blue light suddenly exploded!
The expected dense and vast white bone grabbers, like a sea of needles in a stone forest, did not appear~
The moment the Pale Lord's attack was about to land on the Dark City, it triggered a huge blue circle of light that enveloped the entire Dark City. Then, the Pale Lord seemed to strike with a blow that was enough to destroy the lives of more than ten thousand people...
Was it actually offset?
The facts witnessed were astonishing. The next moment, everyone's eyes were involuntarily looking towards the direction of the city's teleportation array~
If there is anyone present who can resist the methods of the pale lord in the sky, it must be those beings shrouded in teleported white light.
Anyway, there is no such level of awesomeness in the Plague Alliance, not even the legendary Selastro.
The teleported white light flew away and disappeared. But the existence revealed in front of people caused a series of gasps from the crowd in Dark City!
Hiss~~~
Toradre???
Isn’t this His Majesty the King of Solna?
So far, most players of such a high-end NPC have only heard of their name but never seen their true appearance, and even if they know their name, they have found it from gossip news on the forum, which may not be exact information.
However, there is at least one person in the audience who can determine the true identity of the other party...Xuelan~
As Liu Yifei's closest companion, Xue Lan and Toradre have been in close contact for a long time. However, even so, Xue Lan never expected that Toradre would show up at this time...
...
And among the faces following the opponent... Xue Lan actually didn't recognize any of them!
It is neither Emoni, who has close contacts with Plague City, nor the other close sect members who have "business" dealings with Plague City... It is not even the one who followed Xuelan when he saw Toradre the previous few times.
Those guards and followers around him!
Among the people who appeared with Toradre, there were almost all skeletons, zombies, undead, vampires, corpse witches, and black knights. The complete range of races could be said to cover the entire undead genealogy from top to bottom.
However, what is even more surprising is that...these guys are all well-armed, and they look more like warriors about to go into battle to kill the enemy!
Could it be that...they actually want to...
"Why do the powerful people in this world... stop the pale majesty from fulfilling the established contract?
Do you want to resist the will of God?
As powerful beings in the undead clan, you should know the pale terror better than anyone else!
The will of the gods cannot be resisted, and the Pale Lord has accepted the sacrifices of the believers, so the will of the gods must be carried out.
Do you want to suffer the consequences of offending the gods by standing here now..."
The indifferent and cold voice sounded again, just like the cold wind in the frost season on the endless plateau. It was so cold that it penetrated the heart and lungs, making people tremble like chaff.
Even if the great god in the sky does nothing, the majesty he exudes instinctively is enough to make the player crawl to the ground at this moment.
It's just that obviously such majesty doesn't have much effect on Toradre and the others.
The group of people did not delay too much after they appeared, and did not even look at Xuelan and the others... It was as if these guys had really become insignificant passers-by, and the purpose of Toradre and the others was not at all
It has nothing to do with the people they just "conveniently" saved.
"The clone of the great monarch's will.
We hereby beg you to calm down your anger~
How can the sacrifices offered by those humble beings be worthy of the great will of the gods?
Those are just boring, defective products.
If you are willing to listen to our sincere prayers, we are willing to offer sacrifices a hundred times more precious, just to obtain the favor of the great Pale Lord."
The boss group flying into the sky faced the Pale Lord from a distance, and Toradre took a step forward, caressed his chest and gave a gentle salute before answering calmly.
“Blasphemy!!!
How can God's will be tampered with!!!
As long as it is something decided by the gods, there is never any regret!
Even if the believer's sacrifice is humble, as long as he obtains the favor of the gods, the contract must be implemented!
If you wanton fellows want to communicate with the spirit of the Pale Lord, you can go through normal channels~
Although I am only an avatar of the god's will, I have no other ruling rights other than fulfilling the contract.
It’s not that you don’t understand this. But why do you want to stop the gods from fulfilling their noble and unshakable ‘faith contract’!”
The "Pale Lord" who had always seemed indifferent and calm seemed to be suddenly furious. The milky white liquid on his body that was originally quiet and slowly flowing suddenly jumped like a flame and then surrounded him and burned fiercely, like a ball that was completely ignited.
of kerosene!
The undead war horse covered with iron armor beneath him sprayed out a scarlet gas as thick as blood from its mouth and nose, covering almost half of its body~
Looking from a distance.
The lower body of the Pale Lord's horse has been completely covered by the scarlet blood mist, but the knight's body is burning with bright milky white flames like life... like a white fire knight standing in the sea of blood. Angry
He stared at the existence in front of him that dared to blaspheme the majesty of the Pale Lord.
"In that case..."
"I remember, your name is Xuelan, right?"
At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in Xue Lan's heart.
She couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then realized that this was actually His Majesty Toradre who was contacting him through the "Language of the Soul".
Xue Lan had heard Liu Yifei mention this method of communication many times, but she had not experienced it much herself. Being suddenly frightened by Toradre, Xue Lan almost thought she was hallucinating.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"
"It's me~
What is the approximate content of the contract that this god's clone signed with the sacrificer? Where is that person?"
"That person has committed suicide and sacrificed himself. The content is probably to kill all of us...
Your Majesty, can you handle it?"
"It's hard to say... If this is the case, you should start from the teleportation array first. There is no need to make unnecessary sacrifices here."
"Well...Your Majesty! I know I shouldn't cause you any trouble at this time.
However, there are a large number of Lord Liuyun's brainchild gathered in the city at the moment. These war machines were all accumulated by him with great difficulty. If they were all destroyed here, it would be too heavy a blow to Liuyun...
..”
In fact, Xue Lan knows very well that for these high-end NPC rulers, today's players do not have much negotiating capital.
Don't say that she is just one of Liu Yifei's "subordinates", even if Liu Yifei himself is here, for such a big matter, sometimes when faced with some god's clone, I'm afraid Liu Yifei has no choice but to shut up and obey.
However, Xue Lan really couldn't let go of the many war machines in Dark City at this moment...
Not to mention the hard work involved, the accumulated market value loss of more than 10 million gold coins is enough to make people vomit blood.
Although it is very likely to arouse the dissatisfaction of Toradre, Xuelan has no choice but to give it a try.
"As soon as possible, we can't hold back against something like this. The whole city must be evacuated. Immediately."
Without giving Xuelan any more chance to intercede, Toradre decisively ended the Soul Language with a simple sentence. And in the sky, his time-delaying rhetoric came to an end.
"...So, dear descendants of the Pale Lord, if possible, we do not want to be enemies with you, but please give us a chance to appease your anger.
I think~
We must be able to find a suitable balance between each other, which has allowed us..."
"Enough!
The strong in this world exist!
You've wasted too much time~
You don't have much room for change in the will of divine grace.
Get out of the way, or fight! There are only these two paths in front of you!
And what I need to remind you is~
You may have the possibility to defeat me, but if you destroy my existence, you will be cursed by the great Pale Lord forever.
Are you sure you want to offend a god for these ants down there?"
The frost-white soul fire in the Pale Lord's eyes condensed into tiny dots, and the pale flames all over his body slowly shrank and subsided, obviously not wanting to be too aggressive.
Obviously~
Even if he is a clone of a real god, he is not a completely invincible existence in the main material world. If necessary, he does not want to completely fall out with a large group of people in Toradre, but...
.
"Get out of the way, or fight?
The majesty of the gods may be great and immortal, but the dignity of the king cannot be trampled on either!
Fragment of the Pale Lord's will, are you asking me to turn a blind eye to the death and pain of the people?
If you want to massacre the people of my city today and I choose to ignore it, will I still choose to ignore and avoid you the next time you want to massacre the people of my country?
Then my throne is too disappointing...
What a pity~
Great fragments of will, I think we may have to compare our methods~"
"Arrogant!!!"
Toradre stood up and turned his palms, and pulled out a one-handed thin sword that seemed to be made of black bones from the void. The vampire's hostile behavior immediately caused the Pale Lord to become furious. He shouted sharply and at the same time, the white inflammation around his body surged.
The next moment, he appeared in front of Toradre as if he was teleporting. He raised his sword and struck Toradre's head down!
But just when the sword was about to hit the vampire's head, the frost-white one-handed giant sword suddenly made a sharp sound of metal clashing as if it hit something, and stopped at a distance from Torad.
The void less than half a meter away from Lei's forehead...
A circle of water ripples appeared in the space, and the next moment, a special-shaped bone shield appeared leisurely~
It was a special bone shield made entirely of flat skulls, and what was even more impressive was that countless tiny flat skulls eventually integrated into a huge, grinning demon face!
And the heavy blow of the frost-white giant sword hit the demon's bone shield at the gaping fangs and mouth...
The blue flame lingered in the mouth of the devil, and there were countless innocent souls wailing faintly, but it seemed to have withstood the attack of the god's clone with invisible force~
"Laws. Rotten!"
The white flames in the Pale Lord's eyes were overwhelmingly victorious. He wiped it with his left hand, as if he was trying to wipe away the obstructive bone shield in front of him from the screen.
And with his sharp shout...
Damn it!
The originally snow-white demon bone shield suddenly became charred and brittle, as if it had experienced thousands of years of time in an instant. It shattered into pieces in a gust of wind, and finally turned into a ball of invisible black powder!
Just this moment was enough for Toradre to complete preparations for battle.
The sharp canine teeth bit through his seemingly soft and delicate fingers, and then smeared it with a gentle press... The black bone stabbing sword in Toradre's hand suddenly made a shrill bee sound like a living thing after it was stained with his own blood.
Ming!
The sound became denser and louder, and eventually caused the space to fluctuate layer by layer. It seemed that the entire space had become like water.
And this rapier, which was noisy like a living creature, became even more weighty at this moment. Toradre's figure, which was originally flexible and erratic, suddenly slowed down, but there was a rapier in his hand.
Facing the opponent's giant sword impartially!
On one side is a frost-white giant sword condensed with eternal frost, and on the other side is a red blade of black bones, like an extremely vicious blade that has drunk the blood of a demon~
The attack trajectories of the two became as slow as a snail in an instant, but then disappeared in an instant. In the end, they all returned to nothingness...
boom!!!!!!
The scene seemed to be quiet for a moment~
The next moment, the violent noise that almost shook the entire northwest of Solna and the entire Fostel Basin came like a volcanic eruption!
The huge roar sounded like mountains and rivers collapsing, and countless black space cracks like a bottomless abyss were created in the center of the impact site...
The most stable and mysterious space rules were actually torn apart by this blow, and countless overflowing space forces even turned into the most terrifying space blades, spreading far away along the direction of the vibration transmission. In the buildings, the earth,
The city walls, crowds, etc. have caused countless horrific and huge tear marks, just like the beach after a hurricane. It is a mess~
The ferocious collision of forces not only tore apart the space, but also severely bounced away the two parties who launched the attack~
The only slight difference is that the Pale Lord's condition is obviously much better. Except for a missing piece of the blade of the giant sword in his hand, it can be said to be almost unscathed.
However, with his sole concentration, the sword blade was suddenly filled with frost, and the newly cracked wound was completely closed in an instant!
And the reflective Toradre side…
The sharp red light on the black bone and blood sword in the vampire's hand has completely disappeared, and even his own face has turned a frosty white, as if he had been severely frozen in ice water.
And Toradre looked even more embarrassed~
Not only was her normally unkempt hair tangled up in the chicken coop, but even her originally luxurious and graceful king's robes were transformed into strips of cloth wrapped around her body like a beggar's attire, faintly revealing the delicate protective scales underneath.
Even though the genius who single-handedly founded the Kingdom of Solna more than a hundred years ago broke into the legendary level at a "young age", it was still a little too early to confront a god's clone head-on...
Even though the sacrifice that triggered the arrival of this god's clone was actually extremely weak, the strength of the god's clone itself was not that strong~
After reaching that level, the "power of rules" is activated between advance and retreat, attack and defense. As long as the thread of rules can be moved, the level of the body's power no longer plays a decisive role.
However, when it comes to the use and mastery of this aspect, it is still difficult for a strong person like Toradre to fight against the gods.
But fortunately! The saying "there is strength in numbers" is not for nothing...
Just as the two of them were forced back by the overwhelming impact, all the strong men brought over by Toradre had already taken action!
The necromancer gently shook his staff, and countless dark gray necromantic light pillars that seemed to be entangled and condensed by the undead, like surging water, hit the pale lord who was flying back on the opposite side!
The undead faces in these light pillars are all extremely crazy, like tortured souls that have already gone crazy, and their scrambling appearance is even more daunting, as if they can't wait to devour fresh flesh and blood to relieve their pain.
The warriors all drew their weapons and swarmed forward, not giving the Pale Lord's clone any more buffer time. It was obvious that they were planning to overwhelm the opponent with the strength of their numbers...
The battle in Skyrim has exceeded the cognitive scope of players at this stage~
Many times, what the players can capture is only the brief pause of the two sides' figures during the collision. Even the spells and skills cast by the wizards are unknown to the players, and they only see exaggerated and gorgeous magic light effects.
Then there were the ghosts flying all over the sky and the cries of ghosts filling the ears, the sound of collisions and the roaring and roaring sounds like thunder...
The battle has reached this point, let alone the ordinary players on the scene, even Liu Yifei is just delivering food~
This level of battle is simply not something that players can get involved in at this stage. The only thing they can do is to pray to Amitabha that they will not be affected by the aftermath of the battle in the sky, and at the same time, under the command of Xue Lan and the Dark Duke, they frantically move the entire Dark City
The supplies in stock...
When Xuelan informed the Dark Duke of His Majesty Toradre's warning just now, he was already completely angry!
I originally thought that the purpose of the Pale Lord was just to kill them...but that's obviously not the case now~
Look at the intentions of those fighting monsters in the sky... They plan to demolish this place alive!
For the Dark Lord, this is the most terrifying bolt from the blue!
In order to build the Dark City, the Dark Lord spent a lot of thought and savings. Even if he is still a rich man in reality, millions of hard and soft investments cannot be thrown away casually in the blink of an eye...
Perhaps for those wealthy second-generation people, this money is just for their occasional fun. But for the dark prince who is a shrewd housekeeper, this is an investment that will make him feel heartbroken for a long time!
However, precisely because of his shrewdness, he did not lose his mind at such a tense moment.
As the old saying goes, "A monk who can run away can't run away from the temple." But the problem is that the people who are "destroying the temple" are almost unstoppable. But there is no reason for the "monks" to follow them and wait for death, right?
Not only must the "monk" not die, but more importantly, all the previous people inside the "temple" must be moved out before the "temple" is completely destroyed!
As the lair of the Lord of Darkness, the Lord's Warehouse in Dark City stocks a large number of rare, excellent, medium and high-grade equipment.
These things are reserved for players. Whether it is used as excessive equipment after rebirth or as a reward for meritorious players, huge material reserves can always make people feel inexplicably at ease.
In addition, there are many good things collected in Dark City, such as soul crystal fragments, military relics, metal mineral deposits, wood and stone resources, gem crystals, consumption scrolls, etc.~
This large amount of stuff needs to be stuffed into the player's private warehouse, which can be filled by who knows how many people. Therefore, it is more convenient to put it in the territory warehouse and let a dedicated person manage it~
In order to deal with this enemy's attack, especially when Xue Lan played the "prepared" card before, he spent a lot of time transporting numerous alchemical potions and consuming arrows.
Nowadays, these things have not been used up, but if they are buried here together with the Dark City, not only the Dark Duke will be anxious to jump off the building, but also the entire Plague Alliance will vomit three liters of blood!
And the other thing that cannot be forgotten is of course those extremely precious war machines~
So Xuelan and the Dark Duke simply split up and acted separately.
Xue Lan commanded the warrior players and dwarf warriors to step up the transportation of war machinery, while the Dark Duke led all the assassins and wizard players to desperately move everything in the warehouse of the entire territory. They vowed to rescue any considerable amount of valuables before the city was destroyed and people were destroyed.
Wealth~
Although the manpower in the entire Dark City has been deployed to the limit, and Xuelan even temporarily invited some players from other territories in the alliance to come over to help. However, the entire Dark City is still in chaos!
The players deliberately avoid the monsters in the sky, but the monsters are always unaware of it. From time to time, a stray bullet will fly into the Dark City and cause chaos~
For example, a small piece of falling meteorite, a large cloud of fire that spreads over the sky, or a tsunami of undead that soars into the sky like a blowout, or the aftermath of an impact collision...
And every time it is affected, it will inevitably cause a lot of damage in the city!
At this moment, almost all players are carrying heavy loads and packages. Even if they do not have any PK value or life lawsuit, the explosion rate will be increased to several times due to the problem of heavy loads. This problem is faced by assassins and wizards.
This type of non-strength units is particularly obvious. They can only rely on them to transport the warehouses in the Dark City territory~
Every time someone accidentally dies, there will be a big explosion immediately around the place where the person disappears! There are dozens of potions, equipment, and consumables left on the ground in a mess, like a rain of supplies.
At this moment, in the chaotic Dark City, it can be said that people are dying every second. The rain of materials that explodes from time to time is like the fireworks of life in the dark night, triggering the final madness and chaos in the Bone City...
Although the losses were heavy and the scars~
But after a lot of hard work, everyone finally worked together to save more than 90% of the valuable assets in Dark City.
If there is still time, the Dark Lord really wants to demolish many of the buildings that have been built in the city.
Because according to the degree of damage when the building is demolished, the system will also return a certain standard of materials, at least a batch of stones.
Mosquito legs are also meat. If they could be taken away, the Dark Lord would definitely want to leave not even a hair behind, and even want to move the entire Dark City away~
It's a pity that at this time, there is no room for people in the city.
The battle in Skyrim is becoming more and more cruel and fierce. Sometimes the strong men on Toradre's side and the clone of the Pale Lord's will simply fight for their lives in an evil way!
Both sides have raised their power to the extreme. The excitement caused by the dozens of beings whose overall power level is above legendary almost makes the entire Dark City in a constant light struggle, not to mention the bursts of life-saving.
It hit~
And the attack range of magic is getting bigger and bigger~
With the rapid depletion of the combat power of both sides, the wizards had already spent all their money, using all kinds of advanced, expert-level magic, and even miracle-level magic as if they were free of charge, and the sky was black.
The clouds are rolling and the wind is howling, just like the chaos and danger that appeared on the ignorant earth countless years ago when the eight tribes of the alliance first came~
This is the space where the strong strive for hegemony, and this is the tomb where the weak die~
Here, even if you just huddle in a corner and watch the battle quietly, you will risk death. If you don't die ten or eight times, you will be embarrassed to tell people that you watched the battle all the way to the end.
~
At this time, it would be unwise to stay here any longer.
After confirming that nothing was left behind, the Dark Duke looked back rather unwillingly to take another look at the Dark City he had worked so hard to build. Then he gritted his teeth and growled "Let's go", and disappeared one by one into the teleportation array with the rest of the people.
In the fluctuating white light~
Looking at the roaring battlefield in the sky, looking at the trembling and tilting city on the ground, Xue Lan's eyes were filled with confused and trance-like colors~
Is this a world where strong men collide?
Is this the battle scene that determines the existence of the game?
In the earth elemental world, in the copy of Lost Heroic Spirits, Xue Lan has seen these exciting battle scenes more than once~
However, as a "perverted being" who is much stronger than ordinary players, she is even more aware of the strength gap between herself and these monster-level beings!
Players will indeed experience a huge improvement in basic strength after entering the third level. However, when it comes to absolute strength improvement... it is difficult to predict whether it will be more or less~
After all, there is too much randomness in issues such as race selection, hidden career employment preferences, unexpected combinations of ancient professions, etc., and then there are also issues such as academic accumulation, skill improvement, equipment progress, etc.~
But even if all these variables are maximized...
It seems that Xue Lan still has no hope of comparing these perverted existences~
So where is the secret?
Xue Lan couldn't help but think of Liu Yifei~
Because Liu Yifei is definitely the closest player to these monsters right now!
Although his previous "Dragon Man" state was not normal, at least he had indeed opened a slight doorway to the absolute powerhouse sequence... Even if the doorway was still very small and narrow, he
After all, I have seen hope and direction~
And what about yourself?
Xue Lan couldn't help but think of his own thunder power, and also thought of the Storm Goddess seal sculpture that he had obtained two-sixths of~
Could it be that...this is my hope?
Taking one last look at the superpowers flying freely in the sky, Xue Lan's eyes showed nostalgia and yearning, but she also knew that now was not the time. At least, until she had the ability to fly freely in the sky, she would never be able to do so.
He is a real strong man~
flight?
Okay~
Perhaps, in the days to come, we can work hard towards this visible goal.
Taking one last look at the unusually familiar guy named "The Pale Lord", Xue Lan chose to turn off the camera wizard, and then disappeared into the white light of the teleportation array in the Dark City without looking back...
It's night~
There is sudden chaos in the northwest of the Kingdom of Solna!
In an incident of unknown cause and effect and unknown origin, there seemed to be two opposing NPC strong men fighting against each other for some reason!
The battle lasted for more than two hours from the outbreak to the end, covering more than two system cities and dozens of large and small player strongholds, spanning nearly half of the northwest province.
Wherever the battle passed, mourners filled the land, and the color of the world changed~
The number of players who died due to "accidents" is unknown...at least more than ten thousand people. [This is because most of the players rushed south to the border of Xerys Fortress to participate in the defensive war. Otherwise, absolutely
Heavy casualties]! And the direct economic losses it caused are incalculable~
And in this inexplicable natural disaster that seems to have suddenly come, the biggest loss for the players is the complete destruction of Dark City under the Plague Alliance...
