The Black Dragon roared, and the cannons roared.
Yeye followed the footsteps of his teammates. Under the command of Li Mu, the battlefield commander, he unleashed the warrior's Cross Slash skill and cut down another Evil Demon that charged at him.
Then, he took a deep breath and hurriedly retreated. The second wave of players, who had prepared their skills, went forward and unleashed their skills again.
Just like that, the players intertwined and cooperated with each other.
Wave after wave, they used flesh and blood to form a solid wall on the open plain, resisting the invasion of the Evil Demons.
On the real wall behind them, the Magic Crystal Cannons roared and the catapults shot. The long-range players' arrows were like rain, and the mages' spells were like rainbows.
Under the bombardment of cannons, spells, and arrows, the Evil Demons fell like wheat. However, more Evil Demons were like an endless tide. They stepped on the corpses and equipment of the Evil Demons and rushed forward to fight with the players.
The dark clouds in the sky became thicker. The Black Dragon Merril's figure flashed in the clouds as he fought with the Evil Demon Monarchs.
On the ground, the battle between the alliance army and the Evil Demon Army reached its climax.
It had been half a month since the second battle.
Up to 100,000 cavalry troops had been wiped out on the fifth day of the battle.
Even the reinforcements from various forces had suffered great casualties.
Apart from the Elven troops that were specially protected by the players and the fearless Heroic Spirit Army, the reinforcements of the Underworld Alliance, the warriors of the Dwarf Kingdom, and the mercenaries and knights of the Maple Moon Free Territory had lost more than half of their forces …
The air forces, with the Megalosaurus and Zeppelin airships as the core, also suffered great losses in the battle with the Winged Demons. Nearly one-third of the Megalosaurus remained on the battlefield forever. More than 80% of the players had lost their flying magical beast companions forever.
However, this cruel price did not destroy the players' will to fight.
On the contrary, it stimulated the courage in the depths of their souls.
The mission was difficult?
No.
They … wanted to complete it!
Even if they did not sleep or rest, even if they had to pay a great price, they had to fight until the moment of victory!
Nobody went to the forum to complain about Sima's lousy game producer anymore.
Even after the defeat of the first battle, the posts on the official forum that scolded the game producer had gradually quieted down.
Instead, they were replaced by encouraging posts and posts where the players shared their feelings about the battle.
All the posts had similar wills.
That was to encourage each other and fight on …
At this moment, the players were fighting against this war mission.
They did not believe that a human wall made up of millions of people could not stop these abyssal monsters.
They did not believe that the five years of preparation in the game were not enough to unite them and defeat the invading demons!
Half a month was equivalent to three days in Bluestar.
Even though Commander Li Mu had purposely chosen the date of the battle to coincide with the National Day holiday, most of the players felt that it was time to go offline and rest after several days of battle.
However, out of the millions of players in the server, more than 80% were still holding on.
Many of the upper echelons of the guilds were already advising the players who were fighting the hardest to take a break and balance between work and rest.
However, almost no one left.
The players all chose to stand guard on the battlefield. If they were too tired, they would quietly retreat to the back of the team and take a nap in the game. After the nap, they would immediately rejoin the battle!
Fight, fight, fight until death.
After resurrecting, they would not hesitate to join the close-range infantry team again and fight against the demons …
Their desperate fighting spirit and unwavering belief moved the reinforcements of the various forces who came to support them.
After this battle, who knew how many stories of the Elven Chosen One would spread in the world of Segers, and how many ballads about this tragic battle would be sung by traveling poets …
The ground had long been dyed dark red by blood, and the broken armor of the demons was scattered all over the battlefield.
But this time, very few people went out of their way to pick up these abyssal equipment.
Rewards were no longer important.
Equipment was no longer important.
Even their own levels were no longer important.
At this moment, everyone had only one thought in their minds, and that was to stop these demons in front of them!
The common goal and high fighting spirit made the players even more cohesive …
The continuous war and the daily killings made the players more and more united …
They were like sharp swords that had been hammered by flames. Under the baptism of war, they became sharper and stronger, and after being tempered thousands of times … they finally transformed.
As the battle continued, the friendship and bond between them grew deeper and deeper, and continued to sublimate.
Former enemies smiled and wiped away their enmity as they fought side by side on the battlefield.
Former enemies put their arms around each other's shoulders and encouraged each other, advancing dauntlessly wave after wave.
This unprecedented large-scale battle smoothed out the conflicts between different guilds and the enmity between different players.
At this moment, they were comrades with the same goal. They were all warriors who protected their homeland!
The majestic battle song echoed in their ears, and the chests of the players were burning with fire.
If many people wanted to become heroes before the battle started, then they had done it at this moment.
United as a fortress, advancing courageously …
In the eyes of the people of Maple Moon Territory and in the hearts of the Elves who were supporting them from the rear, each of them was a fearless hero!
And this hero had a resounding name —
Elven … Chosen One!
The greatsword in Yeye's hand had been dyed dark brown by the blood of the demons and monsters, and the armor on his body was already full of cracks.
The coagulated blood on his face made him look ferocious.
He roared angrily and waved his greatsword. Fight, fight …
Commander-in-chief Li Mu's voice was already hoarse, and the passionate background music changed one song after another. Even the bright guild flags were tattered and incomplete under the baptism of war.
However, they still fluttered tenaciously and danced in the wind.
Finally, with a loud dragon roar, the Demon Monarch in the dark clouds let out a painful groan.
The dark clouds above the battlefield rolled, and the horrifying figure slowly retreated. At the back of the endless demon army, a low bugle horn sounded …
Then, the tide-like demon army paused for a moment. Then, in a chaotic commotion, they left a ground full of armor and corpses and slowly retreated.
The Abyss retreated.
The golden sunlight penetrated the dark clouds and poured on the battlefield.
The players panted heavily and looked at the retreating demons. They looked at each other and saw the excitement and joy in their comrades' eyes …
The next moment, cheers sounded on the battlefield, one after another.
The players threw down their weapons, hugged each other, and collapsed on the ground …
However, no one continued to chase after the retreating demons.
Everyone was tired.
The cheers gradually subsided, and the players' mood gradually calmed down.
They struggled to get up from the ground, and quietly cleaned the battlefield and picked up the equipment.
However, compared to the locusts and huskies that swept through the battlefield after a great battle, the players at this moment looked more composed and quieter.
On one hand, it was because the high-intensity battle had already exhausted them physically and mentally, and they no longer had the mood to mess around. On the other hand, it was also because the brutality of the war made it difficult for them to completely cheer …
After half a month of battle, it was not only players who formed friendships with each other.
Many of them also got to know and befriend the dwarves, elves, humans, and even Megalosaurus that fought alongside them in battle after battle.
After the players died in battle, it was just the beginning.
However, these reinforcements that came from all directions, these NPCs that the players had long regarded as friends and comrades, many of them fell into eternal slumber …
Yeye sat on the ground as well.
He took the waterskin that Nainai handed to him, and raised his head to gulp it down, greedily replenishing his water supply.
The golden sunlight that pierced through the clouds shone on the battlefield, coating the blood-stained world with a layer of dreamy radiance.
The background music of the war song became soothing and majestic, and even the long cries of the Megalosaurus in the sky became distant and ancient.
Those were the sounds they used to mourn for their fallen comrades …
The once immature youth had grown into an experienced warrior. Yeye narrowed his eyes, and looked at the intoxicating sunset in the sky with infatuation.
Above the horizon, the rays of the sunset were boundless, dreamy and illusory.
The land that had been polluted by the power of the abyss looked a little more vast and heavy.
The elven priests walked on the battlefield, praying in front of the fallen soldiers.
The murmured prayers were ethereal, sorrowful, and faded away with the wind.
Accustomed to the roars of battle and the explosions of cannons, the battlefield that had quieted down at this moment brought a different kind of tranquility to the people. Meanwhile, the faintly discernible dragon cries and prayers brought about an indescribable sense of vicissitudes and emptiness.
It was an epic feeling that could not be described with words.
At this moment, the exhausted players looked at the vast world in a daze.
However, this relaxing time did not last for long.
After resting for a moment, the players stood up from the ground again and began to check the operation of the magic crystal cannons and various long-range weapons. They also repaired the city walls and rebuilt the obstacles that blocked the advance of the demons.
They knew that the demon army had not been truly defeated, and they had only retreated temporarily.
They knew that this battle was not over, and the bloody battle would still continue.
However, after the first victory, there would be a second, a third …
Everyone believed that as long as everyone was united and persevered, they would definitely be able to win the war.
…
South of Maple Moon Free Territory, north of the fallen Sai Er Town.
Black clouds covered the sky, and ferocious winged demons flew all over the sky.
Roars and roars rose and fell one after another.
On the ground, demon tents scattered all over the place formed an endless camp, surrounding several abyss mother nests formed by black sarcomas and ferocious blood vessels.
This was the frontline camp of the demon army.
Like a colony of ants, the demons were active in the camp, transporting felled trees and constantly building siege equipment.
In the center of the camp, beside several mother nests that produced abyssal worms, stood a towering castle.
It was once a baron's castle in Maple Moon Free Territory. After it was attacked by the demons, it became the residence of the demon monarch of the abyss army.
At this moment, in the castle.
Demon Monarch Astaros, who had been defeated by The Black Dragon Merril, was kneeling on the ground, trembling.
Behind him, there were four existences with terrifying auras. They were all abyss myths.
In front of them, a deep door of light floated in the air. The door was filled with grayish-black fog, and the fog condensed into a ferocious giant face.
The giant face looked coldly at Astaros and the other abyss myths. Its voice was majestic and heavy, and no emotions could be detected.
"So, Astaros … What you want to tell me is that after giving you millions of demons and fighting for half a month, you still haven't broken through the elves' defense line?"
Astaros' expression changed slightly, and he looked fearful.
He lowered his head and explained in fear.
"Lord Hellier … I didn't expect the believers of the Goddess of Life to be so difficult …
"I thought that since the Goddess of Life was not here, we only needed to hold back the Black Dragon King and a few mythical Megalosaurus. With the demon army, we could sweep everything, but … but …"
Astaros stuttered, and his body trembled.
The giant face condensed by the black fog sneered.
"But you didn't expect that after half a month, you still haven't broken through?"
Astaros lowered his head even more.
Glancing coldly at the abyss myths present, the giant face shook his head slightly.
"Forget it, I've never counted on you bunch of trash …"
With that, he dispersed his incarnation, leaving only a distant and profound voice that echoed in the castle.
"Leviathan is ready and will soon open the second plane channel for invasion …
"At that time, if you still can't break through the elves' defense line, wait for my wrath!"
The door of light disappeared, and the castle returned to silence. The terrifying pressure gradually dissipated.
The abyss myths shivered coldly.
They looked at each other and saw some lingering fear in each other's eyes.
Astaros breathed a sigh of relief.
His eyes flickered, and his voice was inexplicable.
"The second plane channel …"
…
West of the Elven Forest, the coastal city of Milovia.
Since the beginning of the war, the chosen ones and frost elves fought bravely, and the city became much quieter.
However, as the largest gathering place of Frost Elves, even if it was deserted, it was still relatively better than the City of Heaven's Choice, which had tens of thousands of people.
The dock of Milovia was still bustling with activity, and ships of all sizes were moored.
Most of them were merchant ships that changed their course after the war began because the river transportation of the Vimur River was completely blocked. They came from the Kingdom of Ayres in the south to trade with the Elven Forest.
Gando stood on the dock, helping the frost elf warriors maintain order.
As a Gold-ranked professional, he wanted to participate in the war again after the war broke out, but he was rejected by the church.
After much persuasion, he finally got permission to become the port's order keeper.
The heavens could see that he only wanted to contribute his strength after the war broke out ….
News from the frontline kept coming, and the battle seemed to be getting more intense.
However, the beautiful coastal city was still peaceful.
Gando knew that this was all in exchange for the efforts of the chosen ones.
Just yesterday, he received news that the chosen ones had won a battle in the Maple Moon Free Territory.
After this news spread, Milovia partied until midnight last night, and Gando drank a few glasses of wine in excitement.
"Everyone is working hard … I can't fall behind …"
He sighed slightly.
After thinking about it, Gando decided to apply to the church again after inspecting the cargo ship. If it really did not work, he might as well go to the Maple Moon Free Territory to find the chosen ones.
However, just as he was thinking about going to war, there was a sudden exclamation behind him.
"Look! What's that? "
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