"Don't be in a hurry. The use of the golden spear requires complete preparation, and you need to find a good position and aim at the angle. This all requires calculation."
Furion said helplessly, and then found Master Modu to study the position with him.
"This is the seed of the tree spirit prophet. It has a strong endurance. After we find the right location, we will plant it and ripen it. Let its trunk be called the base, and then place the golden spear in it.
Then the tree spirit prophet will activate the spear to destroy the boundary gate.
Once the boundary gate is destroyed, the spirits of nature will cooperate with us to attack the city wall and launch a full-scale attack!"
Furion said, and then began to arrange areas for each leader to be responsible for attacking.
The next step is a particularly torturous wait for some people. The final step is already close at hand, and success or failure is already decided in one fell swoop. If this time fails, it will be difficult for the coalition forces to concentrate on dealing with the increasingly powerful demons.
clan.
People with faith are praying, praying that they can win, and that they can survive the final war alive and return to their homes to spend the rest of their lives with their wives and children.
Those who are uninhibited, such as mercenaries and wandering tribesmen, drink happily and eat meat with large mouthfuls. They have always lived a life of hanging their heads on their waistbands and licking their heads to lick blood, and they are not very nervous.
"You don't seem worried at all!"
A hoarse voice sounded from behind Ronan, who was sitting on the hillside and staring at the twinkling stars in the night sky in a daze. Ronan turned his head and saw Ezran, whose porcelain white scales also glowed slightly in the night light.
"There is nothing to worry about, because we will win!"
Ronan smiled slightly, turned his head back and said.
"Hahaha, you are so confident. It's great to be young. If you lived in my era, we should be good friends!"
Azran said with a laugh, and then sat next to Ronan, looking up at the stars.
"Do you know what that is?"
Azran stretched out a finger and pointed to the east of the sky and asked. Ronan turned his gaze and looked over, and then said:
"A zodiac sign?"
"Yes, that is the constellation that symbolizes my father, and it is also the location of his divine kingdom. The souls of all dragon species will ascend into it after death.
But I am not a pure-blooded dragon like Zhuoma. I don’t know if I can ascend into it after my death. If not, I will only become a lonely ghost. That would be too miserable!"
Azran sighed and Ronan shook his head and said:
"Is it important? You won't die!"
"Hahaha, I'm not as confident as you, you haven't seen the true strength of the demons!
Although the decline of magic power has weakened us, Dan has also become our protective umbrella, preventing the demons from invading on a large scale and summoning people who are too strong.
Thousands of years ago, I also participated in that battle, but in it, countless guys who were much stronger than me died. It is precisely because of this that I can be called the king, and Moran, who suffered the least damage, can unify the continent.
I am now more than half as powerful as I was a thousand years ago, and the demons must have gone to great lengths to strengthen their troops at a huge cost. In this upcoming war, everyone may die!"
Azran laughed a few more times, then whispered.
"This is not like your usual kingly appearance. Demoralizing the enemy will destroy your own prestige! Are you scared to death?"
Ronan didn't know what Ezran meant by saying this, but he said it in a sarcastic tone.
Azran was not angry, he just laughed a few times again, then stood up and left Ronan's side.
"He is testing you, Your Majesty. It seems that he has always had doubts about your portrayal of the messenger of the gods!"
Magna's voice came from the system, Ronan shook his head and replied:
"It doesn't matter. After winning this battle, we will have to touch each other sooner or later!"
Moran has always been the biggest stumbling block in Ronan's pursuit of the goal of dominating the entire continent. Ronan will kick it away sooner or later. However, the strength Moran has shown so far is indeed terrifying. Ronan is not sure of victory.
The giant dragon of Dolma alone is very troublesome, and those pterosaurs should not be underestimated either.
One night passed, the demons did not launch a surprise attack at night, because they knew that even a surprise attack would be fruitless. The coalition's aerial reconnaissance was very good, and it was impossible for them to hide from the sharp eyes of the pterosaurs and approach the coalition forces.
It is still weaker than the coalition forces, and may be counterattacked during a surprise attack.
"Just right here, this should be the best location right now!"
After careful calculation by the mages, the coalition finally selected the most suitable location for launching the spear, which was on a hillside.
"Okay, then I'll plant the seeds now!"
Furion waved his hand, and Scar Bear behind him immediately walked up, took out small shovels one by one from the bag behind his back, and started digging on the ground.
After digging a small hole of about the same size, Fario put the small seed in it, and then Scar Bear buried it with a small shovel.
After that, Fario took out a small pot from his arms, opened the lid and poured some of the liquid into the place where the seeds were buried, and then said:
"Let's retreat to avoid being accidentally injured later!"
After listening to his words, everyone followed him and retreated about a hundred meters away. In less than a minute, the seed began to sprout rapidly. The young green seedlings broke through the soil and stretched their bodies in the air.
, then it grew bigger and bigger, and in less than five minutes, it grew to a very huge size.
The branches that emerged from the ground were braided together, and then formed a shape like a blooming lotus. The skin also became tough and rough. In the center of the bush, a gun cage made of entwined branches stood there.
The location is facing the direction of the crossing gate.
Furion took the golden spear from Mordo, then climbed to the center of the bush, and put the golden spear into the gun cage. Then the gun cage quickly closed up, tightly entangling the golden spear.
Lived.
"Let's go down. When the golden spears start firing, this hillside may not be saved!"
Ezran said after Furion crawled out of the bushes. Everyone nodded, knowing that what Ezran said was true. When such a powerful magic is released, the recoil must be very strong. It is indeed dangerous to stay here.
"Lord Prophet, it's time to begin!"
After everything was ready, Fario said to the sapling in the pot. The sapling quickly changed into a human face after hearing the words, and then said:
"Then put me next to my seed, and then stay away from here, otherwise I won't be able to guarantee that I won't accidentally hurt you later!"
"good!"
Furion nodded, placed the saplings in the bushes, and followed the large army down the hillside, retreating some distance away.