The light flowing in the crystal was intoxicating. The tree man Elder Gray Skin gently placed it back on the rock base with fingers like dead branches. The shallow flowing light reflects the gray rock walls in the darkness and the 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 underground that was not exposed to the sun, shaping 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.
Grayskin looked back 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 girl Papalal 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 nodded: "Yes, but the Heart of the Mountain 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 formations. They had gone through many years to protect this place. And it seemed to see the towering ancient trees on the ground. For countless years, they had been guarding here for almost eternity.
It sighed:
"...Then I'll leave it to Lord Munyarit."
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The forest was turning into a sea of fire. The 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. one time. "Our captain, the situation here is not good. The defense line is about to be unable to hold up. They may collapse at any time. It is just a matter of time."
Tian Lan 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. Hurry up and run away with the others!" She then saw the communication crystal in Sylvide's hand, and her eyes lit 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 amusement, then turned back to look at the hell-like forest, where the longing figures kept evacuating from the front line. The flames of destruction in the darkness fell from the sky, plowing across the forest like a scalpel, and the golden light lit up her deep, blue eyes.
In that direction there were several towering black shadows like mountains. 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 to the low howling in the distance. The penetrating sound seemed to make the entire forest boil, tunneling through the soul. The animals in the burning forest were also 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 rain of light 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.
That is the disordered monitors. Compared with them, the densely packed disordered guards under their feet are nothing more than child's play. But the light faded and lit up in the darkness, and so on - and continued to illuminate the flat backs of those monsters, layer upon layer, forming an undulating ocean in the darkness. Countless rocks tumbled and flew towards the human position, almost plowing open a layer of the ground on the front line of thorns. From time to time, someone flew up and fell, turning into white light.
At the forefront of the battlefield are the disordered minions that are 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 first, there were occasional counterattacks on the front, and one or two rays of magic passed over the battlefield, illuminating the dark sea. But then the defense gradually lost any voice.
The sound of fire crackling above the tree crowns, the scream of sharp rocks flying through the air in the darkness, the rocks rolling and falling in the forest, making a dull sound, the trees overturning and creaking not far away, and occasionally the distant sounds on the battlefield. The roars of the monsters that came one after another, and at this moment - the quiet breathing of the girl.
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 -" Tian Lan 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 Plover 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——
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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, and looking around the battlefield seemed to be surrounded by enemies on all sides. White lights rose from time to time in the darkness, and one team or two teams dimmed from the communication channel.
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 looked at each other in shock, as a sharp rock whizzed past their heads and crashed into the burning bushes behind, bringing up a scattering of sparks.
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 flying 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 in 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 staying here, 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. 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: "That's all I have 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 soldier."
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 thorn front line.
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 last were looking back at those who stayed from a distance, somewhat incomprehensible.
"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 free and 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 only difference is 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, no," 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..."
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"They're coming again, they're coming again, raise your shield, raise your shield, watch out for me!"
The stout dwarf waved his battle ax on the battlefield, rolling around like a ball, roaring like thunder. Every dwarf has a loud voice, whether they are natives 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, and 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 splash. The dwarf, wearing a sentry helmet and carrying an ax, walked around in the heavy rain without any injuries.
The disordered minions hit the embankment like a wave, and the Iron Guards all took a step back. The two dwarf rune masters ignited the spell, and the flames swirled into the monsters, forming two bright flashes. The shock wave caused by the explosion opened a hole, causing the crystal monster to retreat slightly.
Behind the crowd, an Avenquin elf kept drawing 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. The thirty-third time he touched the arrow, he caught an empty one. When he looked back, he 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're Aboriginal."
"Our understanding of life is somewhat 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 has lost his sights? 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, both of them 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, what they saw was not the leader they imagined, but another message:
Columba invites you to enter the channel: Battlefield Communication, channel manager: Columba, 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 silenced everyone.
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 the voice of their leader, the hot-tempered dwarf. Although it was true to say that, he always felt that it was a bit embarrassing for his captain 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 very 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 minimal, but it lingered in everyone's hearts. They were slightly startled, but then, they immediately felt the source of this change——
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 world of hearing. No matter whether it was high frequency or low frequency, all vibrations were stagnant. But in this silence, they heard another sound - a high-pitched, buzzing sound. Trilling sound.
The voice seemed to come from another world, sometimes low, sometimes sharp. When it was low, it was almost undetectable, and when it was sharp, it seemed to penetrate the soul. Everyone couldn't help but open their mouths at that moment, and their vision seemed to be completely dark.
They had heard a sound like this not long ago, only this moment it was clearer.
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 Yu was slowly putting down the communication crystal in his hand, and raised his head to look at the source of all the light on the top of the rock. It seemed to be shining on the forest below the ground as always.
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.
Everyone was stunned.
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