Everything is going according to the strategy script.
Falling to the ground in the first stage, falling to the ground in the second stage. In the third stage of his final rage, the Forest King fell to the ground. From the moment he raised his sword, he couldn't move another step at all.
Bullets and artillery shells were all fired, and even the summoned Great Spirit of Spring struck back. Everything is just as described in the guide, even more perfect than the guide. Because even the conditions listed in the strategy, no one has ever been able to achieve them all like now, let alone the dragon tooth soldiers among them.
100% complete, no injuries. A perfect pass allowed the "scorer" to rush into the penalty area perfectly.
"Scorer" stepped inside. His cloudy eyes glanced at the figure rushing into the restricted area through the gaps in the large crowd of people. He only saw it for a moment, and even his sight was blocked by a golden armor.
Everything was as perfect as a drama, and he was as ugly as the buffoon in the drama. Everything was rehearsed, everything was rehearsed, except for him.
The cold sword went in and out of his body. But he didn't feel any pain, because myths are history presented through stories and are the eternal continuation of history. He is just a silhouette, an imitation.
Anger welled up from nowhere. But he didn't know why he was angry, because myths are history presented through stories and are the eternal continuation of history. He is just a silhouette, an imitation.
"I'm not an immortal king at all, I'm just a substitute? I've never succeeded?"
He and the elf who assassinated him met each other's eyes, and they both saw eyes that were no longer cloudy in each other's eyes.
"He's awake!!!" Karin penetrated the Forest King's head with her sword, and the blood that poured out failed to make his eyes cloudy again.
"Betrayer! You will definitely pay the price!" He only responded with swords. One sword after another, the cold sword penetrated him, pinning him to the ground unable to move, making him more and more awake.
The voice of the wind appeared in my ears: "You finally woke up."
It was an unidentified voice. Men, women, birds, beasts, flowers, cicadas, everything in summer seems to speak:
"Look at all this, look at what the Romans have done. They are teasing you, they don't even treat you as a bull to be slaughtered, they only treat you as a ridiculous 'end reward'."
"I remember you!" The Forest King has never been so angry, and has never been calm. "You appeared in my long dream. You left behind these great spring spirits, which are not part of the Moon God's ritual. .You are.Elodea.Elodeasha."
"Looks like you're really awake. Welcome to the Victorian era, my king."
Taking one step forward, Shangluo entered the penalty area.
"Ahhhhhh!" The Forest King let out a furious roar. The layers of dragon tooth soldiers pressed him tightly under him, but they couldn't stop his roar.
The wind picked up.
The wind swept together flowers, fresh grass, blood, everything that flourished in the long summer, and gathered into a furious face in front of the laurel tree:
"Stand back! Blood-filled hunters. The wilderness has never been your playground! You have gone too far!"
The furious wind swept up everything on the ground, and Shangluo was blown backwards. Only the golden armor operated by Apollonia was deeply rooted in the ground and caught him.
After the storm, all the Dragon Tooth Soldiers were blown into the forest like pieces of paper, leaving only four Great Spring Elves standing as tall as big trees.
"Lin." Feng's voice turned to her, "I trust you so much."
"You only trust your puppet! Elodai!" Karin pointed her sword forward.
"Don't forget, who gave you the first red fruit in the forest, who let you drink the first clear spring of Changxia, who made you attend the royal court of Changxia and stand in the corridor of the Mirror Palace Before. And you, you didn’t even want to call me Yasha. You really let me down, Lin.”
"My name is Karin! Karin of the Kelso family, knight lord of Aricia and Lake Nemi, noble Roman! Remember this name, my hunting will begin today!"
"Well, as you wish. Let the wild hunt begin."
The face of the wind shattered, and the objects gathered by the strong wind began to burn, forming a burning doorway. The one closest to the gate was Shangluo. Through the gate of inverted flames, he saw the flowers and dense forests in midsummer, the palaces and courtyards in the forest, and the royal court's army. A whole square of steel formed behind the door.
Elodeasha, the mistress of Longsummer, sent out her army. The great elves of Yongquan lined up neatly and walked out of the door. Each one was 2.5 meters tall, and each one held a big sword.
The great elf's steps trampled the ground. Pushing forward unhurriedly, the front of the queue has already cleared the restricted area.
Suddenly, a heavy machine gun formed a chain of fire and fired at them - followed by a second, third, and fourth. The dragon tooth soldiers who were blown away returned to their positions.
"(*Jinling Yayan*)." Han Xingzhi cursed, "We seem to have revealed a hidden plot! (*Jinling Yayan*) is not in the strategy book at all!"
Wen Yuan snatched his transmitter: "Shangluo! Back off! We have to form a battle line first!"
【what to do? I can also take you for a flush. 】
"Go up! Get around their flanks! The Golden Branch is right in front!"
【good! ] The golden armor held Shangluo back and moved towards the elf's flank.
Suddenly, the Flame Gate suddenly expanded in a circle and became wider than before. In the long summer, a group of swift black shadows charged out - the Royal Court's horse leaped out from the flame gate, the six-legged heavily armored war horse trampled the mortal earth, and the elves on the war horse all had the same characteristics as Karin. body shape. The figure that was several times smaller was carrying a much larger sword, and the sword was dancing with silver light.
[Holy shit, shit, I can’t beat this! Let's take a walk! 】
Before Shangluo could decide whether to escape, Wang Tingjunqi, who was the first to jump out, rushed in front of him, his sword pointed directly at Shangluo. The sword's edge was curled up with strong wind, and the six-legged war horse leaped high——
There was a muffled "pop" sound, and the rainbow light emitted by the Jusu explosion crossed the battlefield and hit the horse's eyes.
Wen Yuan pulled out the gun, loaded another round of armor-piercing bullets, and adjusted the weapon chamber to the ready position.
The war horse was knocked off balance in the air and rolled to the ground. However, the fallen war horse and the knight did not separate - anger supported the war horse and jumped up again, and the holes punched in the eyes made the war horse even more excited.
Wang Ting's horse charged again, and the second shot of the explosive gun was fired again, still hitting the horse's eye. However, the war horse only lags slightly and is no longer knocked down. After a slight pause, the furious power supported the horseman and launched a third charge.
(End of chapter)
