Bei Gaoyang stood in the sky above Chenxi Town, looking at the distance where the sky and the earth meet. An obvious black line was rolling towards this side.
Just like a tsunami coming towards him, the increased concentration of magic power made the elemental elves become more "violent" than before. It also made the magic power in him ready to move. An unprovoked whim made him excited and nervous.
He just wanted to do something to caress his racing heart.
The Holy See's description of the demonic tide is very accurate.
The demonic tide is the counterattack of the abyss and the devil's yearning for the flesh, blood and soul of living creatures. Only by bathing every inch of land in the holy light of the gods can it be possible to prevent the occurrence of the demonic tide.
The magic tide that occurs every 30 years brings heavy disasters to the civilized world, especially to those border towns bordering the eruption zone. The people living there are very dissatisfied with the magic tide, and many fortresses are built to defend against the magic tide.
After the tide broke out, a large number of demonized creatures invaded the civilized world.
In essence, the magic tide is just a large eruption of magic power rich in "devil energy". The reason why it has such a huge impact, even a great mage like him has to protect himself during the eruption, is because a large number of "
Creatures infected with "demon energy" that become frenzied and demonized will leave their original habitats in large numbers and spontaneously migrate to places where the concentration of "demon energy" is not as high.
The earthquake became more intense. The billowing black lines were not the appearance of the magic tide, but the dust caused by the earthquake and the naturally formed landscape under the highly active magic convection.
The players are rushing towards the camp at full speed, and most of them have returned to the square of Dawn Town, looking at the increasingly shocking skyline, feeling heartless and excited.
Everyone is talking about the conscience of the production team. The second test is almost over and there is still such a big plot...
Bei Gaoyang smiled bitterly in his heart, wondering what the third test would look like under the background of the demonic tide.
Don't worry about the monster refresh mechanism now. There will be so many monsters that you can't even count them all. The best thing to consider now is how to protect Morningside Town and Buck City from the demonic tide.
Even though the current concentration of magic power was dangerous to him, Bei Gaoyang still went to Buck City.
The young city lord Bob has grown a lot, and the player template given to him has allowed him to grow and develop quickly. He is now level 6, but he has not yet changed.
He is patrolling the city wall with the trained Orc militia to strengthen and deepen the defense of Buck City. The magic array boards that Bei Gaoyang gave her have been placed in several key positions. In times of crisis, the magic arrays should be activated to resist for a while.
, persisted until his rescue.
With the loss of Earl Baldwin and all the professionals, Buck City is now extremely weak. How can it survive the demonic tide with such force?
I have no choice but to agree to Bob's request, gather the remaining boys and girls in the city, connect them to the magic network, and give them player templates.
Bei Gaoyang is far from reassuring the players when it comes to treating these indigenous people. Fortunately, after a period of focused inspection, every indigenous boy who has accessed the Magic Network has no problem. The secrets of the Magic Network and the players should not be leaked.
But Bei Gaoyang still didn't dare to take it lightly and asked Xiao Ai to always set aside a part of the thread to monitor them to eliminate the one in ten thousand possibility.
It's not that he has paranoia of being persecuted, but that the Demonic Network is really his only hope and capital. The longer the secret is kept, the more likely it is to succeed. Once it is leaked... the demonic tide cannot stop the church's high-end force.
After doing this, more than two hours had passed, and the billowing black line finally spread to Buck City.
The howling wind stirred up all the dust, and the vision was turbid. The earthquake was far and near. A hill outside the city sank in a very short time, and was replaced by an ugly "quagmire". The nightmare swamp rich in evil energy was there.
Formed before my eyes.
Players have been offline, the Canaan game has been closed, and the dark and dark wind has been blowing for three whole days.
Three days later, the appearance of the abandoned wasteland changed drastically.
Vegetation grew wildly, even on the cracks in the walls. Fragmented swamps spread throughout the wasteland. Vine-like plants that resembled ghost claws grew everywhere, creating many jungles that looked like ghostlands out of thin air.
The light is much weaker and the light is bluish, which is a symbol that the magic concentration has reached a dangerous threshold.
Under such a concentration of magic power, casting spells becomes dangerous, and there is always a risk of mental energy being infected by "demon energy". Elemental elves become extremely active, as if they are only one spark away from detonating the entire wasteland.
In such an environment, the mutations of animals and plants began.
Some originally harmless plants have become harmful, and some inactive plants have become active - no one knows how this activity came about.
Under this circumstance, Buck City ushered in its first "monster siege".
It was a group of activated grass plants, with human-shaped torsos growing out, as if the straw had been rolled into dolls, with a pair of red eyes, each one less than one meter tall, waving a short fork from nowhere, messy
Walking around the city wall.
"Sir, let's go kill monsters and upgrade."
The young city lord led a group of indigenous players eager to try. Bei Gaoyang nodded, and the orc militia pulled up the heavy gate and let the excited teenagers and girls out.
Blue Grass Essence, Green Grass Essence, Red Grass Essence, and Magic Network incorporate them into their own system, and the level given is LV1.
Monsters that are very suitable for training are everywhere in the wasteland at this time. As for why they are activated, Bei Gaoyang guessed that it may be related to the [Abyss Worm].
The devil's hair brought out a little bit of abyssal material, including [Abyss Worm], and then combined with the special environment and materials outside, it formed this kind of monster that is difficult to form under natural conditions.
Looking further into the field, there are tall figures wandering in the distance. They are level 5-9 tree spirits and level 10-12 demonized tree spirits (elite).
There are also various birds that have lost the ability to fly at high altitudes, landed on the ground, and become as huge as ostriches...
"It's beyond recognition!"
The overall situation is acceptable. After all, this is the fringe area where the demon tide breaks out. What we have to worry about is the tide of beasts migrating from the core area of the demon tide outbreak.
The centaurs came here to avoid the beast tide...
Thinking of the centaur, Bei Gaoyang went to the dungeon in Buck City to interrogate the prisoners.
These are spies sent by the Centaur tribe, a Rubam team composed of domesticated slave warriors. Centaurs love cannibalism, so there are few humans, elves and dwarves among the slaves.
After draining the Lubamu team of all the information they knew, Bei Gaoyang opened the entrance to the cemetery and threw these slave warriors to the hungry White Walkers.
At this time, Earl Baldwin no longer exists.
Dawn Town is well protected by Xiao Ai, and the senior NPCs are worried about the outbreak of the demonic tide, especially the forest elf sisters.
"Wait a few more days, wait for it to stabilize a little, and then you can return to Earth."
That night, Bei Gaoyang couldn't stand the pleading of Alice and Jia Bella, so he went to the forest that had become strange and rescued a nest of forest goblin cubs.
