Game of the World Tree - Chapter 770

770. Chapter 767 Beliefs and Bonds

The black dragon roared, and artillery fire roared.

Ye Ye followed in the footsteps of his teammates, and under the command of the battlefield commander Li Mu, he burst out the warrior’s cross slash skill and chopped down another demon that rushed up.

Then, he took a breath and quickly retreated, letting the second wave of players who had prepared their skills come forward and throw out their skills again.

In this way, the players intertwined and cooperated with each other.

They formed a solid wall with flesh and blood on the open plain in waves to resist the invasion of demons.

And on the real wall behind them, accompanied by the roar of magic crystal cannons and the throwing of catapults, the arrows of long-range players were like rain, and the magic of mage players was like rainbows.

Under the cover of artillery fire, magic and arrows, the demons fell like wheat, but more demons rushed forward like an endless tide, stepping on the corpses and equipment of the former, and fighting with the players.

The dark clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker. The figure of the black dragon Myriel kept flashing in the clouds, fighting with the demon monarch.

On the ground, the battle between the coalition forces, mainly players, and the demon army also reached a climax.

Half a month had passed since the second major battle.

The cavalry of up to 100,000 had been wiped out on the fifth day after the war began.

Even the teams that came to support from various forces suffered heavy casualties.

In addition to the elf troops that were specially protected by the players and the heroic spirits who were not afraid of death, the reinforcements of the Dark Alliance, the warriors of the Dwarf Kingdom, and the mercenaries and knights of the Maple Moon Free Territory had already suffered more than half of their casualties…

The air force with dragons and Zeppelin airships as the core also suffered heavy losses in the battle with the winged demons. Nearly one-third of the dragons stayed on the battlefield forever, and more than 80% of the players lost their flying monster companions forever.

However, this cruel price did not erase the players’ will to fight.

On the contrary, it aroused the blood in their souls.

Is the task difficult?

No.

They… must complete it!

Even if they don’t sleep or pay a high price, they will fight until the moment of victory!

No one goes to the forum to complain about Sima’s dog planner anymore.

Even after the first battle, the posts on the official forum that scolded the planner gradually became quiet.

Instead, there were encouraging posts and records of players sharing their fighting moods.

All the posts have similar intentions.

That is to encourage each other and fight on…

At this moment, the players are fighting against this war mission.

They don’t believe that a human wall composed of millions of people can’t stop these monsters in the abyss.

They don’t believe that the five years of preparation in the game can’t make them unite and defeat the invading demons!

Half a month’s time is equivalent to three days on Blue Star.

Even if the commander-in-chief Li Mu specially chose the date during the National Day holiday, for most players, it’s time to go offline and rest after fighting for many days. However

, more than 80% of the nearly one million players in the whole server are still persisting.

Many guild leaders have been persuading the most ruthless players to take a break and pay attention to the combination of work and rest.

However, almost no one left.

The players chose to stay on the battlefield without any prior agreement. When they were too tired to bear it, they quietly retreated to the back of the team and took a short break in the game. After the short break, they would immediately rejoin the battle!

Fight, fight, until death.

After resurrection, they did not hesitate to join the close-range infantry team again and fight with the demons…

The desperate fighting spirit and unswerving faith moved the reinforcements from various forces who came to support.

After this battle, I don’t know how many stories of the Elf Chosen will be circulated in the world of Segos, and how many ballads about this tragic battle will be sung by the wandering poets…

The earth has long been dyed dark red by blood, and the destroyed armor of the demons is all over the battlefield.

But this time, few people specifically picked up these abyss equipment.

The reward is not important.

The equipment is not important.

Even your own level is not important.

At this moment, everyone has only one thought in their mind, that is, to stop these demons in front of them!

The common goal and high morale make the players’ cohesion stronger…

The continuous war and the fighting day after day make the players more united…

They are like a sword beaten by flames, becoming sharper and stronger under the baptism of war, and finally transformed after thousands of hammers.

And the friendship and fetters between them have become deeper and more sublimated as the battle continues.

The former enemies laughed and laughed off their grudges, fighting side by side on the battlefield.

The former opponents were shoulder to shoulder, encouraging each other, and continued to move forward.

This unprecedented battle has wiped out the conflicts between different guilds and the grudges between different players.

At this moment, they are comrades with the same goal, and they are all warriors protecting their homes!

The majestic war song echoed in the ears, and the players’ chests were stained with blazing fire.

If many people wanted to become heroes before the war started, then at this moment, they have done it.

With one heart and one mind, they march forward courageously…

In the eyes of the people of Fengyue Territory and in the hearts of the elves supporting them from behind, each of them is a fearless hero!

And this hero has a resounding name –

the elf… the Chosen One!

The giant sword in Yeye’s hand has been dyed dark brown by the blood of demons and monsters, and the armor on his body has long been covered with cracks.

The coagulated blood on his face made him look a little hideous.

He roared, wielded the giant sword, fought, fought…

The voice of the commander-in-chief Li Mu was hoarse, and the passionate background music was changed one 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, accompanied by a loud dragon roar, a painful groan came from the demon monarch in the dark clouds.

The dark clouds shrouding the battlefield rolled, and the terrifying figures slowly retreated. Behind the endless demon army, a low horn sounded…

Then, the tide-like demon army paused slightly, and then in a chaotic commotion, they left a pile of armor and corpses and slowly retreated.

The abyss retreated.

The golden sunlight penetrated the dark clouds and poured onto the battlefield.

The players panted, looked at the gradually retreating demons, looked at each other, and saw the excitement and joy in the eyes of their comrades…

The next moment, cheers rang out on the battlefield, one after another.

The players threw down their weapons, hugged each other, or fell to the ground…

However, no one continued to chase the retreating demons.

Everyone was tired.

The cheers gradually subsided, and the players’ moods gradually returned to calm.

They barely stood up from the ground, silently cleaning the battlefield and picking up equipment.

However, compared to the locust- and husky-like sweeps after the previous wars, the players at this moment seem to have become more stable and quiet.

On the one hand, the high-intensity battles have exhausted them physically and mentally, and they have no interest in tossing; on the other hand, the cruelty of the war makes it difficult for them to cheer thoroughly…

In the half-month battle, it is not only the players who have established friendships.

Many people have also met and made friends with the dwarves, elves, humans and even dragons who fought together in battles.

After the players died in battle, it was just a new beginning.

But many of these reinforcements from all directions, these NPCs that players have long regarded as friends and comrades, have fallen into eternal sleep…

Yeye also sat down on the ground.

He took the water bag handed to him by Nana, raised his head and drank it, greedily replenishing water.

The golden sunlight that penetrated the clouds sprinkled on the battlefield, coating the blood-stained world with a layer of dreamy brilliance.

The war songs in the background music became soothing and majestic, and even the long roars of the dragons in the sky became distant and vicissitudes.

They were mourning their dead companions with their voices…

The once naive boy has grown into an experienced warrior. Yeye squinted his eyes and looked at the intoxicating sunset in the sky intoxicatedly.

Above the sky, the rosy clouds were as bright as a dream.

The land polluted by the power of the abyss looked a little more vast and heavy.

The elf priests walked on the battlefield and prayed in front of the dead soldiers.

The murmuring prayers were ethereal, sad, and disappeared with the wind.

Accustomed to the roar of fighting and the roar of cannons, the quiet battlefield at this moment brings a different kind of tranquility, and the faint dragon roar and prayer sound bring some indescribable vicissitudes and emptiness.

It is an epic feeling that cannot be described in words.

At this moment, the exhausted players looked at this vast world and gradually became dazed.

However, this relaxing time did not last too long. After

a short rest, the players stood up again from the ground and began to check the operation of the magic crystal cannon and various long-range weapons, or repair the city walls and rebuild obstacles to resist the demons.

They knew that the demon army was not really defeated, but just temporarily retreated.

They knew that this battlefield was not over yet, and the bloody battle would continue.

However, with the first victory, there will be a second and a third time…

Everyone believes that as long as everyone unites and persists, they will definitely win the war.

…

South of Maple Moon Free Territory, north of the fallen town of Sayre.

Black clouds covered the sky, and ferocious winged demons flew all over the sky.

Roars and roars came one after another.

On the ground, demon tents dotted around formed an endless camp, surrounding several abyssal nests composed of black tumors and hideous blood vessels.

This was the front-line camp of the demon army.

Demons like ant colonies were active in the camp, transporting felled trees and constantly building siege equipment.

In the center of the camp, next to several nests that produced abyssal worms, stood a towering castle.

It used to be a baron castle in Maple Moon Free Territory. After being captured by the demons, it became the residence of the demon monarch of the Abyss Legion.

At this moment, in the castle.

The demon monarch Astaros, who retreated to the hands of the black dragon Myriel, was kneeling on the ground, trembling.

Behind him, there were four terrifying beings kneeling, all of whom were abyssal myths.

In front of them, a deep light gate floated in the air, and the gate was filled with gray-black mist, which condensed into a hideous giant face.

The giant face looked coldly at Astaroth and other Abyss Myths, his voice was majestic and heavy, and no emotion could be heard:

“So, Astaroth… what you want to tell me is that I gave you millions of demon armies, and after fighting for half a month, you still haven’t broken through the elves’ defense line?”

Astaroth’s expression changed slightly, and he looked terrified.

He lowered his head and explained in panic:

“Your Majesty Helaier… I didn’t expect the believers of the Goddess of Life to be so difficult…”

“I thought that the Goddess of Life was not here, and we only needed to hold back the Black Dragon King and a few mythical dragons, and with the help of the demon army, we could sweep everything, but… but…”

Astaroth stuttered, his body trembling.

The giant face condensed by the black fog sneered:

“But you didn’t expect that you couldn’t break through in half a month?”

Astaroth lowered his head even lower.

Glancing coldly at the Abyss Myths present, the giant face shook its head slightly:

“Forget it, I never counted on you bunch of trash…”

After saying that, He dispersed his incarnation, leaving only a long and deep echo in the castle:

“Leviathan is ready and will soon open the second invasion plane channel…”

“By then, if you still can’t break through the elves’ defenses, just wait for my wrath!”

The light gate disappeared, and the castle returned to silence, and the terrifying pressure gradually dissipated.

The Abyss Myths shuddered coldly.

They looked at each other and saw some fear in each other’s eyes.

Astaros breathed a sigh of relief.

His eyes flickered, and his voice was inexplicable:

“The second plane channel…”

…

In the west of the Elf Forest, the coastal city of Milovia.

Since the war began, the Chosen Ones and the Frost Elves bravely participated in the war, and the city has become much quieter.

However, as the largest gathering place of frost elves, even if it is deserted, it is relatively quiet, at least it is much better than the current Chosen City.

The dock of Milovia is still prosperous and lively, with large and small ships moored.

Most of them are merchant ships from the southern Kingdom of Aris that trade with the Forest of Elves after the war started because the river transportation of the Vimur River was completely blocked and the route was changed.

Gando stood on the dock, helping the frost elf warriors to maintain order.

As a gold professional, he wanted to join the war again after the outbreak of the war, but was rejected by the church.

After much persuasion, he finally got consent and became the order keeper of the port.

It can be seen that he just wanted to contribute his own strength after the outbreak of the war…

News from the front line kept coming, and the war seemed to be getting more intense.

However, the beautiful coastal city was still peaceful and tranquil.

Gando knew that this was all the result of the efforts of the Chosen.

Just yesterday, he got the news that the Chosen had won a victory in the Maple Moon Free Territory.

After the news spread, Milovia partied till midnight last night, and Gando drank several glasses of wine excitedly.

“Everyone is working hard… I can’t fall behind…”

He sighed slightly.

After thinking about it, Gando decided to apply to the church for the battle again after inspecting the cargo ship. If it really doesn’t work, he might as well do it first and ask for permission later, and go directly to Maple Moon Free Territory to find the Chosen Legion.

However, just as he was thinking about going to battle, there was a sudden cry from behind:

“Look! What is that?”

Today is still one update, and tomorrow, Friday, I should be able to make up for it_(:з」∠)_Don’t

worry, the goddess will be revived soon.

(End of this chapter)