Accompanied by a loud roar, the earth shook and dust flew up.
"Bah!"
Under the disgusting yellow sunset, Augustine hid behind the bunker, bent down and spat out the dust in his mouth. He looked up at his companion who was carrying a huge communication device: "Is it not done yet?"
Amidst the roar, the scholar in charge of communication lay on the ground and put his ear to the speaker. After a long time, he looked up and shouted: "The purser said it's almost done."
"Almost done? How fucking fast is it! How can you believe it! " Augustine's eyes widened: "I suspect that he has Parkinson's disease since I was eight years old. He likes to fool people!"
"He said it's already on the way!"
"That means it will be at least one fucking hour -"
Augustine took two breaths, wiped the sweat on his face, raised his head and said: "Can the Undead Army go on the field? Cooperate with Faceless, let's charge another wave! Gargoyles, prepare to take off later - "
"Faceless still needs a quarter of an hour to prepare."
"Then I'll charge first!"
The elder raised his hand, and the Nagas resting behind the bunker quietly pulled out their scimitars and climbed on the huge war lizards.
Some of them were still bandaged, and some even had their eyes and arms broken. As if they couldn't feel the pain, under the command of the elder, the Nagas army operated like machines.
After the temporary fortifications were set up, the killing intent had already spread out.
When the firepower from the Colonel's army paused for a moment, Augustine had already seized the opportunity. He roared, turned over the bunker, and cold frost spread from his feet, freezing the yellow soil and broken stone slabs with a layer of ice.
As he rushed forward, his body became bigger and bigger.
A layer of sharp ice armor had already formed on his tall and sturdy body, and two long, meandering horns had already unfurled from the armor. In his hand, the originally ordinary walking stick was also rapidly covered in a layer of frost, and a sharp blade grew out from it.
He took the lead in attracting most of the firepower, and rushed to the center of the battlefield where the firepower was the fiercest.
But then, his body flickered out of thin air.
He actually swept past the intersecting firepower, crossed a distance of hundreds of meters, and appeared in the middle of the colonel's army, and swept his strange sword.
In the rain of blood, several soldiers at the front were the first to be cut in half.
The combination of the Tier 3 Frost Giants and the Traveler's Staff, which allowed players to teleport, resulted in massive casualties.
However, after causing a disturbance, Ogyust did not dare to stay for long. After using all his strength to leave behind a wave of spreading cold waves, he retreated and reappeared in the distance once again.
He had used up all of his Origin Substance and was on the verge of collapsing.
Behind him, the Ice Crown Star left behind by the Frost Giant slowly spread out. Wherever it passed, even the air was completely frozen. However, the terrifying cold quickly dissipated under the high temperature.
Hundreds of Salamanders rose into the sky.
After extracting a large amount of fuel for temporary strengthening, the flames of this group of Salamanders were already twice the size of ordinary people. The figures among them had even faintly solidified, leaving behind burning flames wherever they passed.
The Ivy League spared no expense. All four Salamander settlements affiliated with the Eye of Nightmare had been hired. Now, only two settlements were on the battlefield.
As the main force of the attack, they had caused great damage to the Ivory Tower from the beginning until now. Many of the peripheral defensive facilities had been broken under their fierce attacks.
After using a large amount of fuel and foreign flames for catalysis, all of the Salamanders had entered a rare burning period. The more of them there were, the more shocking the burning temperature would be.
Now, Salamander, who had two settlements, had turned the entire battlefield into a furnace.
The long-planned counterattack of the Naga Undead Army was also futile in front of their stubborn defense. The Gargoyles that rose into the sky only had time to detect the situation. Before they could cause trouble at the rear, they had no choice but to retreat to the broken temple where the branch control center was located.
No matter how good-tempered a person was, they would start to get angry after being suppressed and beaten for two hours.
Especially as time slowly passed, it was soon going to be night.
If they could leave with the branch control center, the situation would definitely not become so troublesome. However, the problem was … with their current ability, they could not move it at all.
Not to mention them, even the Iron Crystal Throne could not move it.
This was because the branch control center was this broken temple that looked like a temple itself.
Including the broken walls and the altar, everything was an extension of the branch control center!
It went all the way down to the foundation dozens of meters underground!
This caused Ogyust and the others to be unable to gain any advantage even if they occupied the branch control center first. Instead, they were in a passive position.
Spitting out the meat that they had already eaten?
That would be too aggrieving.
Ogyust leaned against the shelter at the door and raised his hand, allowing the others to bandage him. "Hurry the Iron Crystal Throne. Is it not done yet?!"
Although he knew in his heart that even if they were already preparing, it would not be done so quickly, he had to make sure that the old bastard would not stand him up.
He had delayed for long enough.
He only hoped that the other party would not notice the abnormal reaction of the Ivory Tower.
.
.
"Something doesn't feel right."
In the temporary fortress, the colonel put down the binoculars in his hand and frowned. "The Ivory Tower's reaction is too slow. It's too simple."
"Is this not good?" 'Old Man' Pan Delong asked. "I can't see anything. Is there something wrong?"
"No, it's just weird. It's too passive."
The colonel frowned and looked at the image on the monitor screen. His expression became more and more serious. "Although I don't know what they are doing, I think … they might be stalling for time?"
"Are you confident?"
"It's hard to say." The colonel shook his head. "It's just a guess."
"Then let's end it quickly."
Pan Delong made the decision first. "Since the other party is passive, then we don't have to wait until nightfall. Take it down now to avoid any more problems."
After a moment of silence, the old man who knew nothing about war made a decision. "Didn't the No.7 fusion beast was sent to the frontline? Let's use that one — "
The colonel was stunned.
"Are you sure? That thing is not done yet, right? "
"We have to try."
Pan Delong said. "If we always have scruples, we won't be able to show our skills. Besides, even if we don't use it, won't the Ivory Tower be on guard against us? I'll take all the responsibility. You just have to give it a try. "
The colonel looked deeply at his partner and superior for many years. He nodded and left without saying anything.
Not long after, the observers saw that behind the Ivy League's defensive position, the huge airship once again rose into the air, sticking close to the ground … But then, under everyone's dumbfounded gaze, the huge airbag above the airship that was as big as a building slowly opened.
It revealed countless concentric circles that were nested together in a frame.
Accompanied by the rotation of the frame, a whistling hurricane rose out of nowhere. The whole space seemed to be torn open.
A slender leg stretched out from it …
"Giant fusion beast!!!"
Ogyust put down the binoculars. His face was pale. "Our Dome Giant is still nowhere to be seen! How did those bastards manage to cultivate the War Behemoth so quickly?! Can you tell what model it is? "
"It's not an adult. It's just a juvenile!"
The observer's eyes widened. "It's a heavy annihilator type. It probably has special mobility, but it's still within our ability to deal with …"
Before he finished speaking, another roar erupted from the sky.
They were stunned.
Looking up, they saw a layer of dark clouds sweeping from afar and covering the entire sky. The dusk that was supposed to last for three hours had ended early.
Instead, it was replaced by layers of throbbing black clouds filled with endless lightning.
In the sudden cold wind, the scholar squatting next to the communication station looked up and shouted to Ogyust in ecstasy.
"The storm is coming!"
Yes, the storm was coming.
In addition, there was another meaning in the code of the Iron Crystal Constellation.
[Disaster Warning — 4T].
"It's finally here!"
After a brief moment of astonishment, Ogyust took a deep breath and sniffed the rapidly thickening tidal scent in the air. His smile became more and more excited. "This time, it's really big … Everyone, quickly get dressed and get ready for battle!"
The hurricane swept across. In the increasingly high-pitched whistling, the colonel looked up in shock and saw flashes of light jumping rapidly in the clouds.
"What the hell is that?"
He could not believe it.
"… It's going to rain?"
"…"
After a brief silence, Pan Delong's sigh came from the communication station. "Colonel, we may have to prepare to retreat … Everyone, pull back the line and be alert for the enemy's counterattack."
Under the mask, the old man raised his eyes and stared at the dark clouds in the sky that were filled with malevolence.
His heart was filled with a deep regret.
He was still too cautious. As a result, he did not even have the chance to play his trump card.
Even if he had not figured out what it was, he still knew that its existence could not be separated from the Ivory Tower.
"Stop the wind tunnel teleportation!"
He gave the wisest order.
At that moment, accompanied by the explosion in the sky, a thick rainstorm poured down, sprinkling evenly on every corner of the Village of Dusk.
The color was scarlet.
That was blood …
Endless blood fell from the sky, forming a torrent that seemed to engulf the entire world, fertilizing every inch of land.
What was even more suffocating was the ferocious intent that was enshrouded in every drop of rain. That kind of almost endless malice engulfed every figure who dared to trudge through the rain.
Under the wheels, the grass seeds that fell into the soil began to grow rapidly under the watering of the rain. They sprouted and unbelievably bloomed and bore fruit. Then, they spread the seeds and multiplied rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, clumps of green and green grew in the barren hell. Flowers bloomed in the midst of the barren hell. It was a beautiful sight.
However, in this beautiful scene that was as precious as an oasis, there were screams that rose and fell one after another.
Unlike Salamander, who naturally did not like rain and would hide in the fortifications the moment it rained, there were still a large number of hell tribes who were close to the water vapor.
But now, in this blood rain that was like a gift … all the creatures who dared to expose themselves to the rain welcomed a tragic ravage.
If the skin was stained by the rain, then the skin would rapidly loosen and wrinkles would grow on it.
If the hair was wet by the rain, then the hair would rapidly lose its color and fall from the top of the head, revealing the scarred scalp.
Even if one's scales and claws were to be touched by the rainwater, they would immediately age like a shadow.
Under the splashing of the rain, every moment would usher in unimaginable aging and weakening. In just a few seconds, a strong warrior would fall to the ground, struggling in the pain of the rapid decay of his internal organs. It would be difficult for him to breathe.
Once he stopped breathing, he would begin to expand, decay, and even decompose at a terrifying speed.
In just half a minute, even the bones did not exist in the world. Only lush flowers, weeds, thorns, bushes, and other plants rapidly grew and withered in the blood rain, returning to the cycle of nature.
This was a curse!
A curse that was attached to the blood rain!
After being modified by the great master, Huai Shi's blood no longer showed any signs of poison. Instead, it had been integrated into the generous blessing.
Growth.
If it was a curse, perhaps one could still hope that one's resistance could resist it. But in the face of such a generous influx of vitality, no life would instinctively choose to refuse.
Feeling the vitality brought by the rain happily.
Thousands of times of growth, and then thousands of times of decline.
In the blink of an eye, after a short life, everything left behind would become the nutrition for countless flowers and plants to sprout.
Under the shroud of the blood rain, a brand-new ecosphere arrived in the territory of the Twilight Village, forming a cycle of nothingness.
Like an invisible millstone, it consumed all the lives in it little by little.
Originally, as the sub-control center of the Twilight Village, the giant cube was only left with an interface, a connection to the center.
Now, under the stimulation and modification of the secret instrument, it formed a terrifying weapon that did not distinguish between friend and foe.
Just like what the great master once said.
Only day and night, it was too lonely.
Relying on the connection between it and hell here, the great master injected the third disaster miracle into the Twilight Village.
— — Aging Rain.
Under the heavy raincoat, Ogyust slowly raised his hand and revealed the Nibelungen Ring inherited from the head of the exploration team.
When he called with the Sacred Mark of the same origin, a terrifying chill quickly rose into the sky.
It was accompanied by the roar of the horn.
It shook the rain, the earth, and the sky.
Dazzling lightning emerged from the void and intertwined into a spear.
The frost giant legion sleeping in the Nibelungen opened their eyes, and hell slowly emerged from this place.
The endless blood rain fell on their shoulders and froze into scarlet in the spreading chill, like a blood-colored cloak. In the blood rain at dusk, they were already excited.
As the light of the Rune pillar lit up in the rain, Pan Delong slowly closed his eyes.
The situation was over.
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