"Hurry! Hurry up! Time doesn't allow us to waste any more!"
The endless void seems to be unable to see the ends of each other in the cosmic scene, making the battle presented in a corner of a certain area in the void library a bit smaller, as if these bursts of light are lighter than the stars. But at a certain moment, it suddenly became louder, and the voices shouting for death in it also rose together: "Get serious! Don't be fooled! If anyone lets me see paddling there, I will kill you." No one can spare him!"
"Yes, yes! But... we have already worked hard enough."
"No! You are not working hard enough! Your potential is more than this, don't fall into the second place in the world!"
"Our coach is still fighting a group of people in front! He is still waiting for us to come over and support him!"
The increasingly intense whistling rushed forward along the corridor of the library as the players attacked, and soon passed the magic air waves that were constantly exploding and rising above the Void Library. They were originally blocked by the portal. The defensive line that the magic phalanx kept suppressing later showed signs of collapse amidst the shouts and desperate charges of these players, pushing back in the direction of the dark magic phalanx group. The tragic scene of the player's screams and the white light of death becoming more frequent as this defensive line advances. Accompanying this is the scene of more and more swords and lights and shadows surrounded by a large number of shield warriors. The shield of the magic barrier made a dull roar at the forefront. They gritted their teeth and launched a death charge. Then they also stepped forward with each other's footsteps amidst the uniform sound of horns, and without hesitation moved the tip of the phalanx like an army towards The magicians of the Magic Empire pushed forward: "One!"
"Shield block!"
"two!"
"Rockskin!"
"three!"
In the scene where several white lights of death rose together with uniform shouts, the magicians hiding behind these shield-bearers then revealed their last fangs, and the magic smoke scattered around these battle formations was subsequently The spiral light gathered on these magicians broke through and reflected back towards the magic square of the magic empire in front: "Let you see it! This is called group magic!"
"Lightning storm!"
The ear-piercing explosions twisted and exploded in the air as the light emitted by the magicians at the forefront of the battle array formed into streams of equally dazzling lightning in the dark depths of the void. The bone-gnawing white light then followed. The Magic Empire's camp tore each other into thick barrels of electricity, turning the Empire's magicians who were neatly releasing magic there into puffs of green smoke. A fluid shield representing defensive magic was quickly formed in this sudden lightning storm, blocking the lightning that was raging everywhere like snakes from the invisible shield. It was a panic call from the magicians of the Magic Empire. As the battle between these lightning and magic shields began to vaguely appear in the ears of the players, the firepower that was still bombarding their heads began to become weaker: "It's the air isolation circle. !”
"Their attack power has been dispersed! Sure enough, the only way to survive is to put them to death! Attack! Don't let them have a chance to breathe!"
"Don't be afraid of sacrifice! More reinforcements will come from behind!"
"As long as we close the distance, these magicians from the Magic Empire don't seem to have anything to fear... Keep suppressing them! Bite them!"
"I didn't expect that you would actually hide such a method."
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he stepped back. The handsome man Jack, who was receiving treatment, then showed his smile on his disheveled look: "Although it looks a bit familiar, it is nothing compared to the previous dog-fighting array." , this lightning storm is considered orthodox."
"It's just a group magic from the Star Wars world. We copied it." The demon who also retreated from the line of fire and was covered in scorches also showed a bitter smile at this time: "And due to distance limitations, We also paid a huge price to achieve such results.”
"Compared to just a few of us holding on in front, it's more reliable to use numbers against numbers." Handsome Jack shook his head with a look of disapproval: "It's a pity that we from Borderlands didn't send anyone Come here, otherwise we may be able to provide you with a little help in the advancement just now."
"Ignore such details, reinforcements will arrive soon." I don't know what was mentioned, but the red-haired demon resurrected and then focused his gaze on the front of the battle line that was gradually fighting together: "We have paid our dues. These results achieved at such a high cost may be fully consolidated.”
"……Ah."
Looking at the backs of Duan Feng Lei, who was still fighting, and Luo Rigu Yan, who was still chanting loudly, the handsome guy Jack, who was slumped on the spot, let out an involuntary sigh: "The more times like this come, the more... You can see the gap between us and those old guys."
"We haven't reached the state of anxiety yet. Only then can the power of these old immortal guys really show up." Slowly sitting up his body, the demon resurrected also shook his head: "You It’s best not to care about these things, otherwise your self-confidence may be even more damaged.”
"I have a very calm mind. We are all a family now anyway." He waved his hand casually, and the handsome man Jack threw the body to the dark floor where the light and the flames of war intertwined and reflected: "But standing on my own If we think about it from a human perspective, it seems that it is not our turn to feel relieved about the current situation.”
"Of course, after all, the enemy has not yet tried his best." Looking at the increasingly fierce energy confrontation in front of the battle line and the shadows of swords and swords that gradually became chaotic, a serious look gradually appeared in the eyes of the resurrected devil: "Choose To launch a strong attack at this time——"
"There must be some internal considerations."
His gaze shifted a little inadvertently, and his eyes quietly stopped for a moment in the direction of the whispering voice behind him. The blue-haired female swordsman who appeared at the back of the second camp group in the world at some unknown time also put her down. The arms he folded, and the divine light contained in his eyes became more serious: "...how long will it take to build that portal?"
"Regardless of the cost, we should be able to make progress soon." A subordinate in black standing next to him replied in a low voice: "Unless they can come up with a method that can cope with our fighting tactics, and use those The magic square was saved from the ensuing melee attack, otherwise it would only be a matter of time before it was breached."
"Originally, we could have won this battle in a more secure way, because we only had to wait for the nail that was driven in to bleed completely." Another player's subordinate who had been paying attention to the changes in the battlefield situation ahead said later. He made his own voice: "If the assault troops headed by the Angry Demon can stand firm, it will only be a matter of time before they cannibalize the power of those magic phalanxes one by one -"
"What we lack most now is time." He interrupted the other party's words, and there was a hint of tension between the frowning eyebrows on his forehead: "And our combat purpose has also changed. Originally, we were just It's okay to fight off these guys, but now..."
"We must leave the portal and enter the Tyran Tower side."
She said these words while looking firmly at the woman in black robe beside her who had never spoken: "Do you agree? Ms. Gardevoir?"
Without giving a positive response, the woman named Gardevoir just looked back at the murmuring face with a look that seemed to see through everything. Her clear look was followed by the fact that the black-robed woman kept raising her hands to maintain the ball of void in front of her. The movements together gradually disappeared into an increasingly intense surge of energy. The shouts from the angry madman then rose up in the huge bookshelf of the Void Library as the distance to the battlefield approached and more and more players shouted to kill. They were fighting with countless Magic Empire soldiers entangled with each other. The figure became more and more violent at this time. A certain black-clothed swordsman, who had already taken advantage of the chaos to escape from the entanglement on the battlefield, then watched the battle from a distance, and some kind of sound kept ringing in his ears. A remote communication voice that only he could hear: "...Yes, that's right, they started attacking."
"To be precise, they are starting to get anxious."
After whispering these words, the black-clothed swordsman then began to turn back and walk towards the depths of the Magic Empire camp: "Although this is also within our plan, it seems that these people's counterattack takes longer than us. It’s earlier than expected.”
"...Yes, yes, I have been looking forward to this day for a long time. It would be best if those betrayers can appear together. I want to have a good fight with them. And that woman - what?"
"The woman has appeared in the tower?"
In the chaos and noise, the voice of the black-clothed swordsman suddenly became a little louder: "When did she appear in the tower? How could she-eh?"
"So...that's it?"
The subtle sounds in his ears gradually drifted into the surrounding darkness with his long sigh, and the smile on the corner of the black-clothed swordsman's mouth began to become more and more distorted as time passed: " Hehehehe, hahahahaha! Okay! Very good! Since they can’t solve it, let me meet this unscrupulous sister for a while - who is it? "
Then a brilliant sword light suddenly rose in his ears, accompanied by a faint blood mark that suddenly appeared on the side of the black-clothed swordsman's cheek and flew into the air with his long sword. He relied on his instant reaction. After dodging the attack, he then rolled out of several positions on the ground and turned his blood-smeared eyes behind him solemnly: "How dare you sneak attack me? Do you know -"
"Oh, sorry, sorry."
His words suddenly stopped, and his originally ferocious eyes were fixed on the sneak attacker. The sneak attacker, who was holding a long sword in both hands, then loosened the turban tied to his head and spoke with a smile. Looking at the face of the swordsman in black: "I didn't notice you just now, so my shot was a little off... Are you okay?"
"Sword Beidong."
The wild and disdainful eyes gradually retracted, and the young face of the black-clothed swordsman who climbed up from the chaotic battle background also turned serious: "Why are you here? What are you doing here to get involved?"
"I don't really want to come here for a walk, but someone wants to go on a date with me." He smiled and tilted his head. The swordsman known as Jian Beidong then moved the long sword between his hands. He put down a little and said: "Oh my, even if I am no longer young, my charm is still unstoppable! Hahahaha... Why are you looking at me like this? The date is not you, so don't worry about this. "
"No matter who you plan to deal with this time, this is not a place you can come to easily." Slowly holding the sword behind his back, the swordsman in black's face became more and more gloomy as he spoke. : "If you dare to underestimate my existence, I will make you unable to eat and walk around."
Smiling and tilting his head, the extraterrestrial visitor standing between the chaotic battlefield seemed to have no intention of continuing to speak. The faint sword light then faintly appeared in the gradually tense atmosphere between the two people, and finally Together with the sudden approach of the two long swords, one long and one short, one wide and one thin, they were intertwined. The sound transmission that originally sounded in the ears of the black-clothed swordsman also disappeared due to the fierce interplay of two sword lights. The broken communication also made the black-clothed man from the other side of the tower put away himself. Holding his ears, he glanced slightly at the mysterious figure of the frost magician beside him who had also begun to put away his magic light, and then whispered as if talking to himself: "It seems that the situation is beginning to change. It’s getting subtle, haha...Old Huang.”
"Here." A surly voice then sounded in his ears, accompanied by a thin player figure gradually walking out of the darkness in front of the corridor: "The body of the maid has been taken care of, and she will not be reborn. It’s in this place.”
"She was never able to pose a threat to us. It was just an attempt before." He shook his head and put away the magic ball in his hand. The man in black with his hands behind his back faced the void outside the corridor with a bird's-eye view: "Right now The key is to set up this entertaining banquet so that nothing can go wrong."
"Divide some more people and go to the 89th and 90th floors to search." There seemed to be endless darkness condensed in his eyes, and his voice again was full of decisiveness and killing feeling: "Reality There’s nothing settled here, so let’s settle it at this moment—eh?”
As if he had just discovered something strange, the black-clothed player suddenly closed his mouth. The hand that originally wanted to wave away the subordinate in front of him also stopped in mid-air as he discovered something. Finally, with a few gloomy chuckles, he pulled back from the direction of a certain wall in the corner of the corridor.
"Looks like there's no need for that."
