Over time, the patterns of warfare are changing.
The three major natural disasters can only break out of each other through collision.
Unable to break through the defense lines of the other two parties, war Optimal Solution was chosen simultaneously.
Attack the behemoth army and start a battle for resources.
Compete to see who can grab more Giantification field resources.
The flesh and blood of the giant beasts are nutrients for their own growth in the eyes of the three parties.
At this moment, the battlefield turned into a slaughterhouse of giant beasts.
The offensives of the three natural disasters are like three blades of divine punishment, carrying out precise and cruel dissections of the behemoth legions from different angles.
The golden barrage of Player Camp, Star Network poured down like a torrential rain.
The golden sand sea boiled and surged, and the legal players behind the camp turned into elemental forts.
Each player of the legal system received different coordinate prompts. The elemental bombardment seemed to be launched in disorder, but in fact every shot was calculated. In the direction of the main battle line, a thousand-meter-long gilded whale set off huge waves.
The first round of bombardment fell like a meteor shower instantly, landing precisely on the surface of the giant whale. The shock caused by the elemental explosion made the behemoth wail in pain, and golden blood seeped out from the gaps in its scales.
The huge body moved sideways in the churning of the torrent of elements.
And the second wave of elemental offensive followed closely.
The impact point was exactly where the giant gilded whale was blown away by the blast wave.
Two waves of offensives were launched, but Star Network had already calculated the target position deviation caused by the first round of bombing and locked the position of the second round of bombing in advance.
Then came the third and fourth rounds.
The moment the first round of bombardment started, the death of the gilded whale was proceeding according to the script written by Star Network.
In the end, the gilded giant whale was turned into pieces of meat and flew everywhere in the crazy rounds of bombardment.
At the front of the battlefield where soldiers were fighting hand-to-hand, players of the casualty stream and warrior stream charged forward on sand waves, their bodies constantly hitting the weak points of the Crystal Brood's body. The Assassin Stream player kept using the Spirit Seal characteristic to interrupt, preventing the Crystal Brood from spewing self-destructing jellyfish.
The gap in combat power was completely reversed under the calculation of Star Network who controlled the overall situation.
The Behemoth Legion seems to be a majestic force, but at this moment it is like a moth trapped in a spider's web. The more it struggles, the tighter it is entangled with fatal threads. Star Network uses the player's flesh, blood and magic to weave the warp and weft of death, putting the Behemoth Legion into a predicament from which it cannot escape.
It's not so much a war as it is a drama with a pre-written ending.
Star Network is the director who holds the script. Every move of the behemoth army soldier Team Battle is leading to death according to its calculated trajectory. What makes players feel outrageous is that their actions seem chaotic, but in fact they are paving the way for the next wave of offensive.
For example, in addition to pursuing the ultimate power, the magic bombing of legal players is also deliberately creating shock waves, pushing the behemoth warriors into the preset "slaughter position" to bear the physical impact of the player. It is not just to tear apart the battlefield, but like a billiards master, through precise collision angles, the behemoths interfere with each other and move according to the preset trajectory of Star Network.
Even the giant beast's struggle became part of Star Network's adjustment of tactics.
At this time, in Star Network's three-dimensional view of the battlefield, countless silk threads crisscrossed each other, each representing the rehearsed trajectory of the war.
And Star Network's consciousness travels through billions of threads, and every calculation weaves a tighter death net.
Black Tide This way.
Di Nian Evil Spirit adopts the latest tactics.
Under its control, the evil spirit, like a gangrene attached to the bones, penetrated the exhaust hole of the chimney of the molten gold tortoise's back. When the giant turtle accumulated lava and spewed it out, the evil spirit exploded in the pipe, causing the mobile volcano to collapse from the inside.
During this period, as long as any evil spirit is killed, it will turn into a curse mark and be adsorbed on the surface of the giant beast.
Black Tide Legion's counterattack and reuse has reached its extreme at this moment. Every evil spirit is a deadly parasite aimed at the giant beast warrior. The more evil spirits are killed, the denser the curse marks on the giant beast will become.
In the end, it will be swallowed into a skeleton in pain, and finally even the skeleton will become Black Tide nutrients, generating more evil spirits to join the battlefield.
Di Nian Evil Spirit's tactics are like a death cycle. The death of one's evil spirit means rebirth, and also means that a more ferocious offensive is about to begin. The death of the giant beast warrior will also become a source of power for Black Tide to become more powerful.
Although it is the weaker side in terms of combat power, in terms of system comparison, Black Tide has an absolute advantage.
It can even be said that this is a crushing advantage.
The defense system that the behemoth warriors were proud of was as fragile as tissue paper under the corrosive power of Black Tide, completely falling into the death cycle trap woven by Di Nian Evil Spirit.
Insect Tide This way.
The Zerg warriors under the control of the mastermind turned into a tide of death, one wave after another, endlessly lapping at the golden sea hall composed of the behemoth army.
The first wave of Insect Tide was shattered into pieces in the roar of the giant beast, with its carapace and residual limbs flying, but it paved a path of flesh and blood on the sand sea, forming a spreading carpet of bacteria.
The second wave of Insect Tide charged over the corpses of their companions, with the sickle blade and acid carving cracks in the giant beast's scales.
The third wave of Insect Tide poured in along the cracks, using their flesh and blood to forcefully open the "wounds" of the behemoth army, and cut a bloody path. The fourth wave, the fifth wave, the sixth wave... were never-ending. The screams of the behemoths were completely drowned out by the roar of the insect swarms, and the remains of the behemoths continued to fall on the bacterial carpet to be devoured and digested.
The insect swarm has no tactics and does not need tactics. Their number is their strongest advantage. Every fallen insect warrior will become a stepping stone for the warriors behind. Every drop of acid blood splashed will corrode a bloody path for the final victory.
Use corpses to rewrite the terrain of the battlefield, and use deaths to build ladders of victory.
This is the art of war that belongs uniquely to Combat Insectoids.
When the mastermind determines that the target is worthy of destruction, the massacre has only two endings.
Either the enemy will be wiped out, or the insect swarm will die, there is no third possibility.
In past cross-border wars, the end point of Black Tide's invasion of Small World was to completely devour the world.
The invasion of the Zerg has no end, they will follow those fleeing across space and launch an endless pursuit, even if there is only one person on the other side, even if the benefits brought by this cross-border pursuit are far less than the expenditure.
Killing them all is the cruelty engraved in Combat Insectoids's bones.
The three natural disaster commanders changed from trying to frustrate each other to plundering more resources of the behemoth legions. This was another invisible confrontation.
The actions of Star Network, Earth Thought, and the Mastermind brought the behemoth army, which was already in a bitter battle, into a desperate situation.
There is no breakthrough at all for the natural disasters coming from three directions.
The front line continued to crack under the strangulation of the three major natural disasters. From a high-altitude bird's-eye view, the behemoth legion was like a golden whale carcass torn apart by a group of sharks, and behemoth warriors were constantly being crushed into pieces.
God Tiger's roar is getting more and more impatient.
It kept running between the three fronts, shredding the player array with its sharp claws, sweeping away the crazy insect swarm with its tiger tail, and biting the Black Tide evil spirits with its fangs. But every time it left a certain battlefield, the defense line of the Behemoth Legion would collapse again, and the fronts of the three major forces destroyed by God Tiger healed quickly. The energy shock wave released by the main front line generated a three-color vortex.
From a high-altitude perspective, the continuous advancement of the three colors caused the golden front to be eaten away at a speed visible to the naked eye. Like a sand sculpture castle washed away by heavy rain, those giant beast warriors as towering as mountains were nothing more than dishes on the chopping board in the strangulation of the three natural disasters.
The main theme of the war is no longer fighting against the behemoth legion, but becoming eating up the behemoth legion.
Facing the decline, God Tiger kept roaring.
The giant Canglong warrior kept twisting and turning in the death charge of the insect swarm, but the sharp limbs of the insect warrior were pierced into the body surface, like a blue whale with countless barnacles, and the mouthparts pierced into the body were like straws, swallowing blood.
In the end, under endless torture, the Mosasaur's flesh was chewed into a skeleton and fell on the fungus carpet.
Countless twisting tentacles wrap around the skeleton, breaking it down into nutrients that spread and spread.
In the area where the three major natural disaster fronts intersect, the scene of food grabbing is even crazier.
A huge gold-plated whale is struggling desperately, half of its body is covered with Zerg warriors, and half of its body is covered with Black Tide evil spirits.
They were all burrowing into the body along the wounds, and the dead evil spirits turned into curse marks, spreading quickly like vines. Within a moment, the former overlord of the Golden Sea stopped struggling, leaving only a skeleton riddled with holes.
Finally, like an image erased by an eraser, it slowly disappeared into the battlefield.
But the craziest devouring ones are the players blessed by the "All Things Extraction rule".
There is no gradual process of player devouring.
As long as the target dies, it will instantly become the player's nourishment.
Both Black Tide and Insect Tide understand the horror of players. What they can do is to devour as much flesh and blood energy as possible before the death of the giant beast, thereby reducing the nutrients that are taken away by players after death.
In the high-intensity war, even God Tiger, who was supported by the power of the main body of the rules, was covered with wounds of varying depths, and blood continued to seep from the wounds.
God Tiger has the strongest single combat power on this battlefield.
But as long as it is not powerful enough to easily crush the three major natural disasters and quickly end the battle in a devastating way, it is meaningless. No matter in the eyes of Star Network, Earth Mind, or the Master Brain, God Tiger's power only delays the time of death.
But God Tiger is still fighting hard, and he is still running wildly on three fronts.
But such efforts are ultimately in vain.
The offensive of the three major natural disasters is like a tide that never stops.
God Tiger's speed also gradually slowed down, and the anger in his eyes was replaced by exhaustion and despair.
In its eyes, the indestructible legion of giant beasts is like a candle in the wind, crumbling under the ravages of the three natural disasters, and may be completely extinguished at any time.
The three commanders did not give God Tiger a chance to breathe at all. The player's steel torrent, the Zerg's suicide charge, and Black Tide's bone-eroding curse seal were like three constantly rotating meat grinders, grinding the behemoth legion into minced meat bit by bit.
Under the violent advancement of three major natural disasters.
Finally, the remaining behemoth warriors retreated to the core of the golden realm.
Twelve sacred pillars stand in the center, and a rule brand is suspended at the convergence point of the released light beams.
This area was originally the source of power for the giant beast warriors, but now it seems to have become the final graveyard.
The remains of the crystal brood are floating on the sand sea, and the corpses of the accompanying jellyfish are floating on the waves like Shatter's glass. The imprint of the derived rules on the mosasaur has dimmed, and its slender body has been broken into three parts. The floating meat in the ocean is being swallowed by Black Tide and decomposed by the Zerg carpet... God Tiger stands on the top of the giant beast's corpse pile, with its golden fur covered in blood.
It looked at the torrent of natural disasters coming from three directions.
The elemental radiance released by the player connected into the sea of stars, and Black Tide evil spirits turned into thousands of twisted demonic shadows squirming on the top of the waves. The sound of the Zerg carapace rubbing was like the whetstone of the death scythe... With the mixture of grief and anger, it let out a long and shrill roar, shaking the golden gravel to roll back, like a golden rainstorm for the funeral of the behemoth army.
But the three major natural disasters began to bite each other again at this moment.
Faced with the only remaining behemoth warriors and the imprint of rules in the center of the domain, no one from the three parties wanted to let go.
The imprint of rules in Di Nian Evil Spirit's eyes is the nourishment for its own growth. Evil Moon and Evil Eye can help it transform and reconstruct the rules it has swallowed into the power of rules that adapt to itself.
In the eyes of Insectoid Main Brain, the imprint of rules is the catalyst for the rapid evolution of the Zerg. Like Black Tide, both have the terrifying ability of Devour Rules and then transform it into their own power.
In the eyes of players, the Giantification rules are the Monster Stream gameplay and the hope of re-emergence.
With the rapid development of Player Camp, Monster Stream, which was once able to stand alone, is gradually declining.
Monster Stream is not essentially the core gameplay of the player system, it is just a branch gameplay that some players have explored from the mainstream system. The early performance is indeed impressive, even surpassing the strength of the mainstream Star Vein System.
While other players are still allocating the Evolution Points ratio, the Monster Stream player puts all Evolution Points into a single Monster Soul.
When other players are making armed vehicles, Monster Stream players will save this part of Sacrificial Power and continue to invest in the growth of Monster Stream Monster Soul... Secondly, another feature of the Monster Stream gameplay is that players can inherit the talents of the monsters themselves.
The main form of Astral Veins can only inherit the characteristics and attributes of Monster Soul, but cannot inherit the monster's own talents.
For example, Extreme Speed Fish relies on its streamlined body structure to give players the ability to swim at high speeds in the sea. This ability cannot be obtained by inheriting the main body alone.
This is also what Monster Stream is most proud of.
Roar, Black Armor Snake, Bone Fire, and other monster forms have their own life characteristics, which have considerable destructive power. Coupled with the ultimate single bonus point, the early performance is not a bit better than the Astral Veins gameplay.
But Monster Stream is just a branch after all, and it cannot incorporate all the advantages of Star Vein System.
As the number of Star Vein Slot from mainstream players increases, their combat power begins to skyrocket.
For example, Assassin Stream and French players can double their combat power by receiving the Critical Hit characteristic blessing based on their original combat power.
Or with the blessing of Eat Qi characteristics, the combat power and battery life can be improved several times.
In contrast, Monster Stream's growth system has never been said to have changed qualitatively.
Doesn't exist. Because of the emergence of the new Monster Soul, the combat power has skyrocketed, and the combat power has been slowly increasing with the level of Monster Soul.
This is the pain in the hearts of many old Monster Stream players.
Monster Stream gameplay brings them a lot of happiness. Many old players still save videos of themselves transforming into monsters and sweeping across the battlefield with a devastating attitude.
The charge in the roaring form tears the defense line, the Black Armor Snake form wreaks havoc on the front, the Bone Fire form burns the enemy... But this glory is gradually fading with the perfection of Star Vein System.
Some Monster Stream players have given up on this old-fashioned gameplay and chosen to follow the mainstream and follow the Astral Veins matching growth route.
Even the most determined Monster Stream players have to admit that their version bonuses have disappeared.
The gap in combat power between them and mainstream players is widening day by day.
Although there are still some die-hard fans of Monster Stream who insist on turning their huge bodies into mobile fortresses and inspiring their comrades with thunderous roars, they believe that Monster Stream is the most unique genre with the most oppressive battlefield feeling.
But all those who stick to the party understand clearly that this is just the afterglow of the old era.
When mainstream Astral Veins party players were roaming the battlefield, the mountainous beasts they were once so proud of were gradually reduced to silhouettes on the background board.
For example, in this war, Monster Stream players' performance in charging into battle is far inferior to mainstream injury-bearing players.
Its lethality, injury-bearing ability, and battery life are not as good as... Even its huge body is inferior to the behemoth warriors of the behemoth legion.
A long time ago, some Raiders players posted on the forum and made a conclusion about the future of Monster Stream gameplay.
This is a system that will surely be eliminated by the times.
Today, one year later, the prophecy of that year is being fulfilled.
If the current trend continues, Monster Stream is destined to be eliminated by players.
Perhaps the new players who join in the future will not consider the Monster Stream gameplay at all, and may even think that the early veteran players are out of their minds to play such a useless branch system, which is simply useless.
For the vast majority of players, the core of this war is a struggle for interests. It is a peak contest against the evil spirits of Black Tide and the Zerg craze, and it is also another large-scale gathering expedition of the Player Legion.
But for every player who sticks to Monster Stream, this is their last glorious moment.
Every roar in the monster form is an unyielding cry for this dying genre.
They know very well that if this battle fails, if the Giantification rules cannot be captured, Monster Stream will come to an irreversible end.
Therefore, Monster Stream players on the battlefield are trying their best.
I only hope that the Monster Stream gameplay can continue to live, so that this once glorious genre can continue to retain its spark in the new era of rapid growth.
Before the war started, a post on the forum received spontaneous likes from countless players.
This post was posted by a player who adheres to the Monster Stream gameplay.
[To Monster Stream: My favorite genre gameplay]:
Posted by: Never Extinguish.
Content:
Dear comrades:
When I write this, there are less than 2 hours left before the battle that will determine the future fate of Monster Stream.
I feel like my body is shaking, not because of nervousness, but because I am afraid that this may be the last battle for our Monster Stream gameplay. I still remember the first time I came into contact with Monster Stream gameplay. I saw a Monster Stream guy on the forum boasting that Monster Stream is invincible and that Astral Veins is weak in matching genres. At that time, the functional system was still very crude, and the forum only had the main section function.
I decided to trust the advice of the guy on the forum, and jumped into the Monster Stream gameplay like a teenager, choosing the Black Armor Snake form to enter the game. This is a path that makes my blood boil.
Although there were setbacks during the growth process, the overall experience was good.
Until God King launched the joint combat operation, that was the first round of melee between our players and Di Nian Bully and Combat Insectoids.
When I transformed into the eight-meter-long Black Armor Snake and charged into battle, I felt the blood all over my body was burning. The roar I let out when I opened my mouth made the evil spirits shake and stagger. I felt like I was in a deserted place. My powerful body could easily crush the evil warriors.
At that moment, I seemed to really become the overlord dominating the battlefield, with blood boiling in my chest. That unparalleled sense of accomplishment still makes my heart surge when I think about it.
Since then, I have been completely obsessed with the Monster Stream gameplay.
I will also practice repeatedly in the game to get myself used to fighting in the monster form, and study the life characteristics of the Black Armor Snake form. The happiness that Monster Stream brings to me even makes me forget the fatigue and tedium in real life.
Later, I formed the Monster Legion Guild with a group of like-minded brothers.
We rampage across major battlefields, using our huge bodies to build defense lines for our teammates, and tearing apart the enemy's lines with ferocious attacks. Occasionally, we go to forums to lure newcomers to the Monster Stream camp as old players, adding fresh blood to the Monster Stream gameplay. Every time a war is won, we cheer in the voice channel and share our experience in fighting in monster form.
Those days were my happiest time at Monster World.
But I don't know since when, everything has changed.
The rise of Star Vein System has gradually made Monster Stream, which we were once proud of, lose its luster.
Our ability to withstand injuries is not as good as that of mainstream players, and our lethality lags far behind. Even the huge body that we were proud of is not worth mentioning in front of mainstream forces.
Watching the comrades who once fought side by side switch to the Astral Veins faction one by one, the news in the guild channel is getting less and less, and there are only a few people left in the once bustling legion.
I tried changes, worked hard on new Monster Stream tactics, tried to find a way to bring Monster Stream back to life.
But no matter how hard I try, in front of the mainstream Astral Veins party players, I am like a clumsy giant, with all my Brute Force but unable to touch the fruit called "power".
Watching more and more raiders in the forum assert that Monster Stream will be eliminated by the times, and watching new players sneer at Monster Stream, my heart hurts like a knife.
But even so, I never thought about giving up.
Because Monster Stream is more than just a way to play the game to me, it is my love, the memory of fighting side by side with my brothers, and my most precious belief in this virtual world.
They say that the injury-bearing style is a belief. What I want to say is, Monster Stream is not a belief.
The upcoming Giantification field war may be our last chance, maybe we will fail, maybe Monster Stream will really come to an end, but I have no regrets.
I hope that one day in the future someone new will ask about the genres that have existed in this game.
You can still remember that there was once a group of people who transformed into giant monsters, roared wantonly on the battlefield, and wrote monster legends on the battlefield. No matter what the outcome is, I will always remember that I am a Monster Stream player, and this is my undying belief in gaming.
All brothers who are still insisting on Monster Stream.
I hope we can meet again on the battlefield in the Giantification field and fight for the last time for Monster Stream and our faith.
A Monster Stream sticks to the party.
This player's speech is a reflection of the inner feelings of countless Monster Stream players.
In the most glorious era of Monster Stream, it was a powerful school that could compete with the mainstream Astral Veins party in forums.
In the early stages of Player Camp's development, Monster Stream players were even more important than injury-bearing players. They can also be used by injury-bearing players. The lethality and sense of oppression when charging are unmatched by injury-bearing players.
Early Hall of Glory battle video, Monster Stream players are always one of the focuses on the battlefield.
But all glory must be accompanied by the word "once".
Giantification rules are an important part of rebuilding glory in the eyes of Monster Stream players.
It can extend the life of Monster Stream who is approaching the end of his life.
At this moment on the battlefield, every Monster Stream player is burning their last stubbornness.
All Monster Stream players participated in this battle.
They went all out to win the war.
On the battlefield that is like a meat grinder of life, even if their sharp claws are broken, they are still attacking with all their strength again and again, trying to tear apart the encirclement of Insect Tide and Black Tide.
Even though the scales Shatter on his body are rolling, he is still using his body to build a wall of flesh and blood for his teammates.
Even though every breath in the monster form is filled with blood foam, the roar is louder than ever.
This is not War Cry, but Monster Stream player roaring unyieldingly for the continuation of faith.
In a corner of the battlefield, players in the form of Black Armor Snake, whose scales were corroded by acid, had to plow a bloody path through the obstruction of the swarms of insects. Even if their tails were half broken, they still had to twist their remaining bodies into a spiral and roll up the final vortex of death in the waves of golden sand.
Even the Raging Thunder form, which is good at long-range attacks, gave up the tactic of hiding to save his life, and took the initiative to use charges to help his teammates get closer to the rule mark, dedicating his own life...
All Monster Stream players understand that this may be the last time Monster Stream is included in the war record of Hall of Glory.
Every claw mark on the battlefield will be an epitaph engraved on the monument of the times, and every roar will be the most tragic farewell to this once glorious school.
While mainstream players are using Monster Soul's characteristics to fight with ease, these players in monster form are using the most primitive brutality to sway the afterglow of the old overlords.
In the regional channel, the roars of Monster Stream players kept ringing:
"Today I will be broken into pieces. As long as my mouth can still bite, I will continue to fight. Monster Stream In the final highlight moment, I will leave no regrets and try my best even if I fail."
"If this battle fails, I will give up the Monster Stream gameplay and choose the mainstream Astral Veins matching gameplay. But what I can guarantee is that I will give 300% of my efforts in this battle and not embarrass the Monster Stream brothers."
"Qi and Blood is almost exhausted. It can still block one more round. The brothers behind you will step on my body to move forward!"
"For Monster Stream's tomorrow, come on, brothers, we must win!"
Monster Stream players' passion has infected countless players.
From the moment Monster Stream players ignited their passion, the significance of this war is no longer a simple battle for interests.
All players want to keep Monster Stream alive.
In the eyes of old players, although Monster Stream players like to brag on the forum, they are undoubtedly the most reliable teammates on the battlefield.
The scene of groups of Monster Stream players charging fearlessly left a deep impression on them.
The fighting spirit of all players was ignited at this moment.
On the other side, the blood in Di Nian Evil Spirit's body is also boiling.
Five Evil Eye were suspended and burning behind the back, and the jet-black Liu Guang injected into the body flowed like blood.
It stared at the Player Legion, Zerg Legion, and Behemoth Legion on the battlefield, and the anger and Battle Intent in its heart were burning.
In this battle, it wants to prove itself.
Once upon a time, it was just an ordinary Evil Spirit Warrior among the Black Tide Legion, and Small World was his main battlefield.
Evil Spirit Warrior was lucky enough to be selected as Monster World, for which he put in countless efforts.
Every growth in Abyss Trial is accompanied by pain.
I thought I would have a new start at Monster World, but I didn't expect bad news to come one after another.
The emergence of Player Race was originally thought to be the first stop in its long journey to Conquest Monster World, and also its first milestone on its way to the top, but unexpectedly it was eventually forced to struggle for survival between Player Race and the Zerg.
As a Evil Spirit Warrior, it doesn't want to be like other Evil Spirit Warriors, crushing everything with its endless torrent of Black Tides.
Regardless of battle losses or troop allocation, you can grow quickly through the devouring characteristics of Black Tide.
During this period, I racked my brains to study tactics, reviewed every battle scene day after day, and collected the mental portraits of every Player Race warrior. All my efforts were to break free from the shackles and challenge more powerful tribes in a wider world.
But the environment it is in is destined to not allow it to do what it wants.
It has been defeated, escaped, been deceived by Player Race Mysterious Commander's exhaustive layout, and its carefully laid traps have been crushed by ruthless calculations. Every failure is like a carving knife, leaving deep visible scars on its pride.
But it is not depressed, and has learned to make progress in despair and transform in desperate situations.
Facing Player Race and Combat Insectoids, it has endured too much.
This battle was the closest it came to victory.
The deductions provided by the five major Evil Eye are surging in the body.
It is no longer the Evil Spirit Warrior who only charges mindlessly, nor is it the loser who can be easily plotted by Mysterious Commander.
After countless battles, it learned the tactics of Player Race, understood the ferocity of the Zerg, and even integrated the essence of the two into the craze of Black Tide. Every failure carved new edges into its soul until it polished itself into a poison-quenching blade.
The growth of tactics starts from a young age. As it grows, it requires both the chaos of Player Race and the madness of Zerg, but also retains the most primitive devouring instinct of Black Tide.
Now, it's time to make them pay.
On the high tower platform, black mist surged into a whirlpool at the feet of Di Nian Evil Spirit, and its eyes reflected the humiliation and growth of these years.
The flames in his heart kept rising. Black Tide Legion quickly gathered and dispersed under the command of Di Nian Evil Spirit. The arms switched in seconds and turned into a precise sharp blade, stabbing at the most vulnerable node on the battlefield.
In this battle, it is no longer afraid of Mysterious Commander's cunning calculations, nor is it wary of Combat Insectoids's crazy advancement.
What it desires is never victory itself, but to prove that the proud warrior who climbed out from the bottom of Abyss Trial has never wavered in his persistence.
I believe that I can stand at the top of Monster World through hard work and write my own Black Tide legend.
It promised Evil Eye to take it to the top of Monster World.
As his thoughts surged, Di Nian Evil Spirit roared in his heart.
All Black Tide evil spirits in the field screamed, announcing to the entire battlefield that the Black Tide commander who could only rely on numbers to win had long since transformed into a true war artist.
The evil frenzy of Di Nian Evil Spirit, the swan song of the Monster Stream player, the death wave of the Zerg, and the desperate fight of the behemoth army are all colliding at this moment.
All four forces have reasons why they cannot fail, starting the final madness leading to the moment of victory.
The battlefield turned into a meat grinder of life, dyeing the sea of golden sand into blood.