"...Get out of the way!"
The fierce battle is still going on around the round platform on the top of the sacred mountain, and the siege situation has not slowed down because of the gap in the number of people on both sides of the screen. The Avengers, who are restricted by the geographical environment and the strength of each other, are facing each other. The movements of cooperating with the attack were also reflected in the twists and turns of the long sword that Wu Yu Liushang made, tearing back and forth like intertwined canine teeth before and after the round platform called the Altar of Destiny. Continuous fierce battles and long-term energy carrying have already overwhelmed the blue-haired female swordsman, and her face that belongs to the murmur has also become worse with the continuous waves of attacks arranged in front of her. Turning pale, and about to be forced into a corner again, she finally had to use two consecutive slashes with strong sword energy to force a space, and the muttering with fierce breathing was also in the narrow gap of the battlefield for a moment. appeared for a moment: "There are still... thirty seconds."
"Stop struggling, poor Miss Lou." The sarcastic words from outside the final battlefield rang in her ears at the right time, as well as the lustful smiling face of a middle-aged woman wearing a gorgeous red fur coat: "Obviously, let's take it easy. In this way, we might be able to keep some experience points for you because of our past friendship."
"Old love? Is there any old love between us?"
The improvised worn-out metal long sword threw out bits of starlight in the air. Xuyu Liushang used the dense sword energy that was free of charge to frighten other players who were still waiting to attack back. The Valkyrie armor surrounding her The white fluorescence formed by each other gradually dissipated in the flickering scene, hinting at the sign that the woman was about to be exhausted: "If I think about my old love, I will die worse in your hands." .”
"You know, why don't you just stand still?" The smile on her face gradually disappeared, and the middle-aged woman in red with a gloomy expression stared forward and waved her hand: "Thank you for being able to hold on for so long. "
"Is this the power of love? It's really ridiculous."
Two arrow attacks from behind this sarcastic voice then cut through the darkness around the mountain, shooting towards the brows and chest of the whispering woman with a light like thunder and lightning. The blue-haired swordswoman was panting with her upper body bent. Shi Shi paid no attention to the two arrows that wanted to kill her. His eyes suddenly turned to the middle as he murmured a countdown: "...Two, one."
"Sylvid's Oath! Life Burns!"
The body that had been blessed by some kind of blessing swelled for a moment in front of everyone. Then, a strange scene of blazing fire suddenly appeared around the body of the shouting whisperer, and a translucent magic light curtain also appeared. The outline of her swollen figure suddenly collapsed, blocking the two incoming thunder arrows in mid-air. It seemed that he had already anticipated the result of the contest between these two long-range attacks and the shield generated by his own burning. Without even looking at it, Xu Yu Liushang pounced to the side and behind, and two chain-like chains protruded from the bottom of the round platform. The attack was also missed in her urgent dodge, and a jingling sound came from the other side of the unknown void: "——You dodged it again?"
"It seems you've seen through the spacing used."
A low voice from behind the encirclement appeared among the suddenly dispersed crowd accompanied by a low laugh, accompanied by the insightful smile of the middle-aged leader of the Avengers standing in the center of the altar: "Indeed, activating the 'sacrifice' command of the Altar of Destiny requires a certain cooling time. Even now when the energy surge is at its strongest and the pressure is about to begin to be released, this cooling time cannot be compressed by another half second."
"But this does not mean that I have no choice. You will eventually become a sacrifice on this altar, offering all your strength and life." The smile on his face gradually faded, and the middle-aged leader's spacious and gorgeous robe followed. He also waved continuously amidst the constant agitation and wind pressure: "The simplest way to deal with it——"
"As long as I don't wait for the cooldown to release this binding skill, you won't be able to predict my attack time."
Finally, there was a moment of helplessness and irritability on her face. She had no intention of answering the other party's whispers and got up again to start a new round of confrontation. However, now that she had finally lost the blessing of the Valkyrie's power, her sword skills and The body shape also had to focus on avoidance and escape. Commanding the other players present, they kept forcing each other to move. The middle-aged woman in red, who took over the baton again, also enjoyed the final hunt in high spirits, all the while staring closely at the blue-haired swordswoman. The smile on her lips gradually became crazier as the warriors fled around the altar, and finally she suddenly raised her hands as if she remembered something: "That's right! Since there is no such thing as the Valkyrie With the blessing of the power, can our 'Mechanical Angels' take the field again?"
"She seems to be doing everything with ease!" She let out a tasteless laugh, and the woman in red kept waving her arms: "Let's add some more materials from the air! Only three-dimensional The gorgeous background woven with all-round attacks is worthy of Miss Lou’s final gorgeous performance, isn’t it?”
The whistling sound of the sky then occupied the increasingly darkening sky. The white winged figures that resurfaced with this order also turned into streaks of lightning that tore through the night, holding spears and swords. These inhuman figures with long swords then swooped down towards the center of the place where the whispering mouth was, and collided head-on with the sudden shouts of the blue-haired female swordsman who suddenly stood still: "——Stubborn heart of!"
"...Hmph, that woman is indeed not someone who can be killed so easily."
Looking coldly at the scene where the besieging heaven and earth attacks were crushing each other in the whispers and chatter that had erected a strong wall of energy, the middle-aged leader standing in the center of the altar also sneered and said in a low voice: "Just now Life burning, coupled with the ability to stand still and still stand firm despite so many attacks - that woman seems to have hidden many bottom-of-the-box techniques that she has never used before."
"...Do we need to use our 'full force'?"
"unnecessary."
In response to a low-pitched question from one of the player subordinates beside him, the alliance leader raised his hands and shook his head in denial: "She hasn't crossed the line so far, so naturally we don't need to cross the line, otherwise it will only appear that we are incompetent."
"The next 'restraint' is ready. Since she no longer intends to dodge, I will use the power of this sacred mountain to completely end her fate."
He calmly began to operate, and with his hands constantly playing with the void, he lowered his eyebrows and showed a decisive expression: "Even though this is the first time we use real player characters to realize sacrifice, the side effects and consequences are immeasurable. but--"
"Since you 'promised' this, let's just believe you for once."
Invisible energy fluctuations began to flow with the last finger of the middle-aged alliance leader, as if a series of criss-crossing ripples running through the entire world finally turned into a bolt of lightning falling from the sky, and the black chain with lightning followed. Like a soul-eating god of death, he pursued towards the location of the motionless Whispering Sword.
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"Attack! Attack! Don't even stop!"
Shouting at the top of his lungs, Mingyue Qingfeng, who was located in front of the ruins of the floating island, struggled crazily and rushed towards the front of the battlefield. His rag-like, bloody body was also showing bright red all around. Blessed by the terrifying power of sex, he floated in front of everyone like an undead zombie: "Who dares to step back from me! Then prepare to become my nourishment!"
The sound of tearing flesh and blood also sounded next to him. It was the sound made when one of the corpses included in the blood mist was torn into countless pieces by the power of the mist, absorbing these filthy remains. The vitality on Xue Mingyue Qingfeng's face has recovered more and more obviously, and even his complexion seems to have become much younger and more handsome: "Hahahahahaha! Nutrient! They are all my nourishment! As long as there is war and death, my life It’s just a steady stream!”
"Go, attack! Take the floating island!" The fearful and trembling voices of the players from Mingyue Qingfeng's side later turned into excited shouts, and together with their captain's increasingly thin body, they passed through the blood mist that gradually surrounded them. Line of Defense: "Seize the Lord of Violet! Let her accept the punishment of the false god!"
"Submit under my power, so that I may still be in the mood to accept you as my dependents." Feeling the continuous energy coming from the blood mist as his body melted, Mingyue Qingfeng's stern gaze followed. He also took it back from a dying tribal warrior who had just fallen at his feet: "Forget it, I don't seem to be in that mood anymore."
"Go to hell."
His teeth seemed to have been bitten with blood. The blood mist around the young magician seemed to become more and more boiling as the death aura spread throughout the battlefield. The entire front line had shrunk to the inside and outside of the tower. Asahi Dongsheng then also put away his frown, and the non-stop command actions at that moment became more frequent and urgent: "The opponent is about to launch a general attack again! Cheer up! "
"That's what I said, but when faced with that kind of blood mist that I don't know how to defend against..."
"Yes, yes, the tribal warriors on the grassland are never afraid of any battle, but that man turned himself into an invisible thing. Our swords are simply -"
"You spineless fools! Are you defeated by the fear of the unknown so quickly?"
A loud shout suddenly rang out from the crowd crowded at the bottom of the tower, and accompanied by it, the priest carrying a spear climbed up the broken wall with the blood of the fierce battle: "We are all sent by gods. Warriors chosen to enter the divine domain! How can such a threat defeat us! Those blood mist are at most a kind of mist! As long as you use the barrier of the wind stone, you can definitely keep it out!"
"That's right."
The person who spoke again was Surtu, who also stood out from the crowd. He led the few remaining Sioux people with a determined expression on his face: "The envoy of God entered in order to protect us. He was seriously injured while climbing the sacred mountain, and even the barrier of the divine realm cannot be displayed again. Now is the time for us to repay this kindness! Build the inviolable barrier again!"
"The Zhuangsi tribe is good at the combination of wind enchantment, let them do this!" Adamu, who was standing on the other side, also took the Datar tribe one step forward: "We, the Datar tribe, are willing to contribute. With all our wind stones, we will fight to the last man for the divine envoys and the divine domain! We will definitely be able to keep this dirty blood mist away from the sacred tower!"
"That's right! Plus our Yagolon clan!"
"These outsiders who occupy the sacred mountain actually think that our good tribal men on the grassland will just give in? What a joke! There is no way that I, Kilge, will just give in! Brothers! Show them our last bit of unyielding will!"
"...Fortunately, the bond we accumulated previously is strong enough."
Holding a large shield to block the front of the boiling battle formation, Gedmane also showed a somewhat relieved expression when he heard these declarations: "As long as these major tribes I gathered have not been completely defeated. If we lower our momentum, we can still hold on for a while."
"Then what? This does not solve the most fundamental problem." Asahi Dongsheng, who threw out a long sword light and flew away an approaching enemy figure, curled his lips and replied: "Even if the major The wind barrier formed by the tribe can't block the bright moon breeze, and delaying time can't bring us a turnaround. Don't forget that our Lord of Violet and the lady of the Dragon Tribe are still seriously injured, and they can no longer be help. We have the leverage to turn the tide of the war."
"and--"
Panting and holding up his sword, the naked warrior suddenly raised his head: "I always feel that the blood mist can't be blocked that easily."
"Since this fog is controlled and manipulated by Mingyue Qingfeng, what if-"
The cyan wind barrier began to form around the tower with Asahi Dongsheng's last murmur, and soon connected with each other under the command and help of Mi Si, which had appeared once on the border of the central grassland. The wind-colored city wall was quickly built on the inside of the encirclement that was getting closer and closer in front of the battlefield, blocking all the rolling blood mist and the long-range attacks mixed in it. An inexplicable sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. Ming Yue Qingfeng, who had already expected this result, reshaped his head and then appeared on the top of the blood mist. He was arched high by the blood mist and then he was as easy as a floating cloud. Crossing the highest defense range of the blue city wall, he got into the gap that had been blasted open in the upper floor of the tower with an increasingly loud laugh: "Hahahaha! Powerless! Ignorant! Incompetent!"
"You weaklings just watch with helpless eyes as the divine messenger in your eyes finally perishes!"
