Black Territory Continent, Ember Earth Canyon.
Dragonwing Clan's territory "Dragon Court" is located on the top of the most steep mountain.
After many cross-border expeditions, Dragonwing Clan has gone through many ups and downs here. It once had the glory of becoming the overlord of a small area, and also experienced the desolation of Small World when it was surrounded and suppressed by alien races and nearly wiped out the entire army.
Every inch of rock formations in this land has been soaked in the blood and fire of the Dragonwing Clan.
The entire rock wall of the canyon is covered with Dark Gold colored lines, layered like dragon scales.
The Dragon Court, which has been rebuilt several times, still retains traces of the fierce battle with the Bone Burial Clan. The cracks in the stone pillars of the city's palaces are still embedded with ice crystals condensed during the fight against the Storm Clan... Every trace is a medal, recording the clank Iron Bone that this tribe has forged in cross-border expeditions. Today, a new expedition begins again.
Longting City, which had been reduced to ruins, was rebuilt in the hands of this generation of the Dragonwing Clan members.
A brand-new blood-red flag was raised in the center of the city, and the gold-plated dragon pattern rustled in the strong wind. The high-spirited posture of the dragon's head seemed to send War Cry to the world, announcing their return.
The members of the Dragonwing Clan all understand that the new expedition is not to recreate the glory of the past, but to fight for a broader future belonging to the Dragonwing Clan in the torrent of hundreds of millions of people competing.
As each generation lifts up the next, the important thing is not standing at the top, but the process of climbing.
As the family motto says: The dragon's flame never goes out, it only burns towards the sky.
Many new functional facilities have been built in the clan area.
In "Casting Dragon Workshop" next to the Longmian Temple, the furnace is burning with orange-red flames, and young craftsmen are tempering and forging the resources of the veins. The foundation of this workshop is the site where Master Xuanlin Da Long smelted the first dragon spear. Deep in the ground, the scorching breath of the dragon flame left by the first generation still remains.
In the newly developed "Dragon Rearing Pool" under Lingxi Cliff, the terrestrial spring water is surging, turning into energy veins flowing to the entire city.
The stone walls beside the pool are engraved with the resource planning experiences left by the sacrifices of past generations, and the oldest line of writing has been integrated with the rock. There are also several honor bridges built throughout the city, which are built with Monster World's spiritual materials and the dragon bones of the tribe. They are covered with trophies obtained by Conquest in the past. Several bridges that have collapsed have now been repaired.
The resource nodes left by predecessors have also been reactivated.
Mineral veins, Healing Spring... and a thousand-year-old Dragon Blood Tree plant stand in the center of the city, absorbing the aura of the outside world and nourishing the Dragonwing Clan creatures in the city. New buildings and old buildings are intertwined in the city.
The new functional facilities carry the vitality of the present, and the resources left by the predecessors have accumulated a rich history, which together form the cornerstone for the Dragonwing Clan to take off again. The forging of Casting Dragon Workshop, the sound of water on Dragon Rearing Pool, the sound of the trophies on the Tongtian Bridge colliding in the wind... This is the echo of a race passed down in its blood.
It is also the destiny engraved in the bones of every Dragonwing Clan member. Use the Relay method to write a long poem belonging to the Dragonwing Clan in Monster World. Every time I pick up the pen, it is dipped in new dragon blood, writing a hotter chapter to the sky of Monster World.
But the journey of Monster World has always been a dangerous road with a sharp edge and blood.
This land never sympathizes with the weak.
Between danger and opportunity, no one knows which one will come first.
At this moment, Dragonwing Clan is facing a sudden survival crisis.
Before the war broke out, Extermination Race dispatched reconnaissance troops to conduct a general investigation of the Dragonwing Clan's situation.
From the life strength of the Dragonwing Clan warriors who went out to explore, to the strength of the materials used to build the Weapon Equipment on their bodies, to the energy density detection of the city Defense Barrier.
Extermination Race's reconnaissance troops penetrate into every corner of the Ember Valley like a shadow.
It turns into moss in the rock crevices, adheres to the gaps in the scales of the dragon-wing warriors who go out, and even hides in the high temperature of the lava river. The collected information is continuously transmitted back to the clan through Mental Network as a medium.
During this period, they also calculated the daily energy consumption of the Dragonwing Clan's outgoing soldiers, including Dragonwing Clan's life structure characteristics and combat capability characteristics... All the information was calculated into the war victory rate in Extermination Race's information network.
What seems like a sudden war is actually the result of precise calculations by Extermination Race based on intelligence information.
At this time, the sky outside Longyi City was torn apart by the flames of war.
The last line of defense of the Dragonwing Clan is crumbling in the frenzy of Extermination Race.
Dragonwing Clan The current leader Da Long stands on top of the altar, his red-gold dragon eyes reflecting the entire burning battlefield.
His wings were badly damaged, the dragon scales were stained with the black blood of Extermination Race warriors, and his eyes were still burning with raging Battle Intent.
Outside the city, the soldiers of the Dragonwing Clan are building a defense line with their flesh and blood.
The roar of Dragon Scale Guard shattered the earth. They held giant shields engraved with dragon patterns. Every charge could crush Extermination Race's vanguard into pulp. But there were too many enemies. As soon as one Extermination Race warrior's flesh and blood body was crushed, more would rush forward.
Sky Dragon Guard shuttled between the clouds, and the dragon's breath spewed from its mouth fell like a meteorite, occasionally falling on the ground and burning black ravines. Extermination Race's swarms of devouring locusts blocked the sky and the sun. They used their numerical advantage to exhaust their breath to prevent the fireballs from falling and disturbing the advancing main army.
During this battle, many elderly Dragon Language Priest guarded the city wall.
Generate curse runes, activate elements in the air, outline a large array, and summon thunder and storms.
But Extermination Race's army wave seems to have no end. Countless Devouring Warriors are stepping on the corpses of the same kind. Even if their bodies disintegrate, they will be immediately filled up by those who come after them.
At this time, Master Da Long looked at the front line retreating under pressure and couldn't help but let out a low roar.
At this moment, a figure shot out from a distance and landed on one knee beside him.
"Master Da Long, the defense line on the west side has been broken, and the third Sky Dragon Guard... is completely destroyed."
The arriving figure was covered in blood, and the wing membrane of the left wing was corroded with several holes, revealing the bleeding bones underneath.
This blood-stained figure is the old friend that Ji Chen tried so hard to see again: Dragonborn
After listening to Dragonborn's report, Master Da Long's red-gold pupils were still locked on the rolling wave of battle lines outside the city.
It wasn't until Dragonborn's breathing gradually subsided that he slowly turned his neck, his eyes fell on Dragonborn's incomplete wings, and then turned to the scar on Dragonborn's forehead.
This scar coincides with the scar left by a certain genius in the clan during the Wind Howl Platform trial.
Back then, he was not the heir planned by the top management of the Dragonwing Clan. There was a better person above him.
The top leaders of the clan have already secretly made a decision to train Monster World after its arrival until it inherits the position of master of Da Long and takes charge of Dragon's Breath Rule.
However, during the launching ceremony of the cross-space expedition, this figure was swept away by the sudden turbulence in the space passage and disappeared. The entire Dragonwing Clan thought it had long since turned into stardust.
After that, he took over the position of the Dragonwing Clan's strongest genius, and finally inherited the authority of Da Long's master.
And the most powerful genius in the clan back then was the figure kneeling in front of him.
Master Da Long's eyes lingered on the scar on Dragonborn's forehead for a long time, with a complicated look on his face.
In that light white mark, it seems that you can still see the young man flying into the sky on Wind Howl Platform.
At that time, Dragonborn was the object of their worship.
The elders in the clan say that this is a master of dragon breath that is rare to see in a thousand years.
But now, the dragon's breath energy in the body of the high-spirited genius back then is extremely thin.
This is the result of long-term lack of Dragon Blood Fruit nourishment and erosion by Small World's dirty breath.
Just like a Dragon Blood Tree that was supposed to take root in Longxi Cliff, but was thrown into a land lacking spiritual energy. No matter how good the seeds are, it will be difficult to grow into a towering tree.
Even if he personally gave Dragonborn the source-level brand of "Dragon's Breath Rule", his current strength is still far from his own height. Two hundred years have passed by in a blink of an eye.
He remembered that when he had just inherited Dragon's Breath Rule and became the master of Da Long, he had imagined countless times in front of the star map that the disappearing figure would return. They were side by side in Monster World Conquest.
But the reality is that the existence that he needed to look up to back then has already been "tortured" by Mud World and fell out of the team.
But it can still see the unyielding edge in Dragonborn's eyes.
Small World restricted its growth, but did not kill its will. It is still the genius in memory.
The Battle Intent burning in those red-gold vertical pupils is exactly the same as the figure standing at the peak of Wind Howl Platform in the memory.
Even if it is covered in dust, it still has an edge that refuses to be bent.
Master Da Long stared at Dragonborn's blood-stained face, and the dragon's claw slowly lifted up.
Suddenly, a Dragon Crystal with bright golden light condensed in the palm of his hand. This is the original imprint of Dragon's Breath Rule.
Master Da Long took a deep breath, made a decision, looked at Dragonborn and said in a deep voice:
"Brother Dragonborn, you can no longer keep up with the intensity of the war. This is not contempt, it is a fact at the moment." Da Long Lord's dragon claw is hanging in the air, and the Dragon Crystal golden light in the palm makes the two people's pupils bright:
"Extermination Race outside the city, new warriors are being born every moment. Their power is beyond your ability to compete with. Next, I will lead Dragon Scale Guard into the battle and try to buy you as much time as possible. You and the rest of the warriors will leave from the secret passage under Lingxi Cliff and retreat to your home world."
As if he had thought of what Dragonborn would say, Master Da Long's tone was filled with unquestionable majesty:
"Remember, retreating is not about admitting defeat. It is about letting the fire of the Dragonwing Clan burn until the next era. Your battlefield is not in the scorched earth ahead. You can raise your wings in your hometown and wait for one day to bring the next generation of tribesmen back to Monster World."
With that said, Master Da Long pushed Dragon's Breath Rule in his hand to Dragonborn.
But Dragonborn suddenly raised his hand, pressed his claws against the Dragon's Breath Rule crystal that was very close at hand, and then slowly straightened his back. Shatter's wing membranes made a hunting sound in the strong wind, but they could not block the blazing light from its eyes.
"I have been waiting for this road for two hundred years."
Dragonborn stared hard into the eyes of Lord Da Long, and every word he spoke seemed to be bitten out from between his teeth, with a loose Qi and Blood:
"Since the day I was swept away by the space turbulence, I have been living every moment to return to the battlefield, struggling to survive in the dirty Small World, and tempering my dragon body in the barren wasteland... I have never given up, and I don't think I will fall, but now you let me go back."
Saying that, Dragonborn pulled off a dragon scale that was already Shatter from his chest, and slapped the master Da Long hard on the chest:
"In the past two hundred years, I have gnawed carrion in the swamp, drank poisonous water in the desert, and had my body pierced by the chains of aliens... What has kept me alive has never been the desire for survival. I have been waiting for this day for two hundred years, waiting for a chance to return to the battlefield. I am eager to fight side by side with my tribe, even if I am broken into pieces, I will fight heartily. Therefore, I will never agree to retreat to the tribe. If I want to retreat, you can find another heir."
"Today, I can either live on Extermination Race's bones or die on the battlefield. I have only these two choices."
Amidst Dragonborn's low roar, the Shatter dragon scale that was slapped on Da Long's main chest suddenly emitted a dazzling blood light.
Densely dense micro-runes appeared on the scales.
Those are the forbidden magic array runes that Dragonborn carved into his body with dragon blood stroke by stroke in another world. They are also the power bred in pain.
Da Long Lord's vertical pupils contracted violently.
At this moment, the Dragonborn in my eyes once again overlapped with the arrogant figure in my memory.
Time can wear away the strength, but it never wears away the dragon soul in its heart.
At this moment, he already understood what Dragonborn was pursuing, and there was no point in continuing to persuade.
At this moment, it raised its hand and slapped Dragonborn heavily on the blood-stained shoulder:
"Dragonborn brother."
Da Long's red-gold pupils no longer had any extra emotion, only sincere admiration remained, and he nodded solemnly to Dragonborn:
"Go ahead."
Dragonborn The muscles on his shoulders tightened suddenly, then slowly relaxed.
It didn't speak, but held the Da Long master's wrist with its backhand. The moment the two dragon claws clasped together, the Dragon Crystal and the blood scales in the palms were hot at the same time. No more words were needed at this moment.
Dragonborn turned around at this moment, swept across the earth with the strong wind, and rushed resolutely to the center of the battlefield.
The dragon's breath spewed from the mouth intertwined into a Dark Gold colored arc in mid-air, heading towards the Extermination Race densest torrent.
The Dark Gold-colored flames instantly ignited the bodies of dozens of Extermination Race warriors, but each Devouring Warrior has strong elemental immunity, and it takes a long time for the dragon flames to burn through the defenses.
The moment it flapped its wings and dived, three Devouring Vanguards had already rushed forward, and corrosive mucus splashed on the wing membrane, making a sizzling sound. Dragonborn suddenly spun around, and its sharp claws tore open the throat of the monster on the far left. Black-green slurry sprayed all over its face, but it did not slow down its movements at all. Like an out-of-control arrow, it pierced straight into the center of Extermination Race's densest formation.
Roar!
Dragon's Breath Rule is activated, and the rule-derived energy Quantization becomes densely packed with runes wrapped around the body.
Suddenly Qi and Blood was boiling inside his body, and his strength was rising steadily.
The sudden dragon roar instantly shattered the bodies of several low-level Extermination Race warriors.
But more Extermination Race warriors quickly rushed to fill the gap.
In the chaos, a Devourer Lord suddenly attacked, swung its giant pincers and tore open its right wing, revealing the white wing bones underneath. Dragonborn roared, turned its head and bit the opponent's neck, and used the force of the fall to slam it to the ground, causing gravel and black blood to fly.
Just as it broke free from the entanglement, it saw a young dragon guard beside it being torn apart by three Extermination Race warriors at the same time. With the crisp sound of the dragon's scales peeling off, the newly grown figure was quickly devoured in an instant, leaving only a short wailing sound.
Dragonborn's pupils suddenly shrank, and the newly healed wound burst open due to anger. Blood drops dripped onto the scorched earth, and white smoke rose.
It turned around and wanted to rescue it, but was pinned in place by several corrosive rays. The smell of burnt scales mixed with the smell of blood entered its nose.
From the corner of his eye, the elemental formation laid out by the clan leader was collapsing.
A core member of the formation was covered by a swarm of devouring locusts.
"Kill!"
Dragonborn pounced on the formation without hesitation. This is the core of maintaining the battle line and must not be destroyed by Extermination Race.
"Dragon Scale Guard, kill with me!"
At this moment, the roar of Lord Da Long came from behind, and the red-gold dragon breath poured down like a waterfall, creating a vacuum in the devouring frenzy. His dragon claws held a golden dragon gun, and the tip of the gun was carrying the remains of an elite Extermination Race warrior, and the broken wings brought strong winds when they flapped.
He rushed to Dragonborn's side, flapped his wings violently and defeated all the Extermination Race warriors.
"Can you still hold on?" Master Da Long asked in a deep voice.
As he spoke, he put his palm on his shoulder, and pure dragon breath energy was immediately poured into him.
Dragonborn, who was about to run out of gas, suddenly gained the strength to fight again.
Faced with the inquiry, Dragonborn did not answer. He suddenly raised his sharp claws and pierced the eye socket of a charging Extermination Race warrior, tearing it apart with his bare hands.
Da Long Master also set off at this moment, setting off a huge golden wave that crashed straight ahead.
But the devouring frenzy ahead is too dense.
As soon as a hole was opened, new monsters rushed up, stepping on the corpses of the same kind.
Dragonborn saw the tail vertebrae of Da Long being pierced by the shadow bone spurs that suddenly tore apart the space, but saw it grab the bone spurs with its backhand, forcefully pull out the Extermination Race warrior hiding behind the scenes, and tear him apart in the most violent way.
But the powerful Da Long master quickly became the target of concentrated fire.
More and more Devouring Warriors are rushing towards the Da Long Lord, and there are more and more scars on its body.
Dragonborn also let out a low roar at this time and followed the retreating master Da Long to charge.
Many familiar faces continued to fall in the Devouring Frenzy.
The giant shields of Dragon Scale Guard in the front row were shattered one after another, and the figures of Sky Dragon Guard in the sky were becoming fewer and fewer.
In this war, Dragonwing Clan is at an absolute disadvantage.
The power of the dragon's breath in Dragonborn's body also gradually dried up during the charge. When it flapped its wings for the last time, the bone stubble on its right wing broke directly, and Shatter's wing membrane fell into the scorched earth.
It fell heavily to the ground, crushing the bodies of several Extermination Races, but it could not stand up immediately.
Extermination Race's roar exploded in his ears, and countless sharp claws clawed at its head, but were resisted by the tribesmen around it.
While breathing heavily, it knew that this war was about to end with the demise of the Dragonwing Clan.
The torrent of Extermination Race is unstoppable.
Dragonborn's vision was blurred, and he stood on the battlefield holding on to his broken body. His eyes swept across the battlefield filled with the remains of his clan members, and he uttered the final War Cry. After being briefly repelled in the distance, it turned into a torrent of devouring frenzy again, dragging his heavy body to launch the final charge.
This is its destiny, to die as a warrior.
At the moment when the incoming wave of destruction was about to swallow it up.
Boom!
There was a loud noise in the sky, and Dragonborn and the tribesmen charging around him suddenly raised their heads.
I saw the sky suddenly explode.
A space crack across the sky suddenly opened up, and dazzling silver light poured down like a waterfall.
Immediately afterwards, the deafening sound of War Cry resounded through the sky:
"It's time to work, Tanking Group, come up."
After the voice fell, the naked upper body Tanking Group player with horny muscles turned into a red torrent, carrying Gāng Qì and fell from the sky.
Their bodies tore through the air and roared loudly, and the moment they landed, a steel city wall was built in front of the Dragonwing Clan that continued to extend horizontally. The injury-bearing warrior at the front decisively activated the Stone Gargoyle characteristic under the command of God King, and their bodies instantly turned into connected black Iron Wall, with their feet rooted to the earth.
Extermination Race's charge wave was immediately stopped, and violent collisions of broken bones continued to be heard from the front line.
"Treatment team, mark the location on the map, and release milk."
Immediately, all members were embedded with Wish Monster Soul to heal a group, releasing a healing beam of light and spreading it over a wide area.
The bodies of Dragonborn and the people around him were also shrouded in healing light at this time. An incredible scene happened that made it feel that the power of the dragon's breath that had almost dried up in the body began to recover quickly.
It looked at its body in shock. The wounds that had been corroded to expose the white bones were growing new pink flesh at a speed visible to the naked eye. The Shatter holes in the wing membrane were filled with pale golden energy veins and healed quickly.
It suddenly raised its head at this moment, and terrifying energy fluctuations were erupting in the direction of the main battle line.
"Tanking Group, push forward." God King finished speaking, and the rear auxiliary group took action at the same time.
The Bloodburn characteristics blessed the Tanking Group members in the front row.
The members of Tanking Group also released the Stone Gargoyle characteristic at this time, and the jet black color faded away like a tide, revealing a domineering body with swollen muscles. On the naked upper body, every inch of skin was as tight as forged black iron. The muscles swelled under the blessing of the Bloodburn characteristic. There were more wisps of scarlet in the red airflow surrounding the body, and the eyes were gradually covered with red.
No weapons, no shields required.
The soldiers in the front row lowered their waists simultaneously, their arms crossed in front of their chests like iron clamps, and the muscles in their shoulders and necks stretched like hills.
The next second, the injury-bearing players who formed this steel city wall stepped forward at the same time.
Under Dragonborn's disbelieving gaze, Tanking Group was like a Warhammer made of flesh and blood, slamming into the torrent of Extermination Race. The sound of cracking bones, the sound of body collapse, the muffled sound... Various sounds intertwined into the numbing Roar.
The Extermination Race soldiers blocking the front were like wheat fields blown by the strong wind, falling backward in pieces.
Each core member of Tanking Group activates the characteristics of Wind Breaking at this time and ignites the charge engine.
The injured players roared in unison at this time, causing the ground to tremble.
This line of advancement made of flesh and blood rolled through the scorched earth with an unstoppable attitude.
With the blessing of Wind Breaking's characteristics, their movement speed accelerated, and the veins under their skin popped out like a coiled dragon. Every step they took made shallow pits on the ground, and the strong wind stirred up the poisonous death mist dispersed by Extermination Race.
Dragonborn can see clearly.
A strong man in the front row suddenly leaned over, his shoulders and back muscles twisted into knots, and he withstood the impact of a five-meter-tall giant beast of destruction. His throat rolled and he let out a muffled roar, and the veins in his arms almost burst his skin. He swung a punch and blasted the beast into black mist. A figure behind him quickly moved to top, causing the exhausted warrior to retreat, and Relay charged.
Looking down from a high altitude, black and green slurry splashed like a heavy rain, but these soldiers were not affected at all and continued to advance on broken bones and wreckage. The air waves set off by Wind Breaking's characteristics rolled up smoke and dust all over the sky, and Tanking Group's charging speed became faster and faster.
Someone's body was hugged by several Extermination Races, and they didn't pay attention at all. They smiled evilly and ignited the Qi and Blood flames.
Someone's arm was entangled with the Devouring Insect. He grabbed the Devin's head and smashed it to the ground until its brains were mixed with gravel. Their muscles were covered with black blood and minced meat, making them look like evil ghosts crawling out of hell. They were hideous and terrifying.
The propulsion line is like a red-hot butcher's knife, cutting an ever-extending blood path horizontally in the Extermination Race torrent.
On the scorched earth, broken bones and flesh became a carpet, and the steel torrent composed of muscles and roars advanced with efficiency visible to the naked eye, as if it was going to completely crush the entire Extermination Race torrent into the abyss of death.
When Tanking Group roared in unison and accelerated again, Extermination Race's charge surge came to a brief stagnation.
It was as if the manipulator behind the scenes was afraid, and instinctively flinched from this pure, violent, and flesh-and-blood tyranny. Long Yi, who witnessed all this, was shocked in his heart.
This legion has no fancy skills or dazzling energy, only the most primitive and domineering power.
Every step forward carries the momentum of an earthquake Mountain Shaker, and every collision brings a Extermination Race defeat. The group of figures in front of them seem to be ferocious beasts descended from the wild world, using their powerful bodies to demonstrate to them the art of war that uses force to defeat skill.
Watching this scene made Dragonborn's blood boil.
At this moment, a dull buzzing suddenly sounded in the sky.
Dragonborn suddenly raised his head and saw countless beams of light rising from the ground, including icy blue, blazing red, dark purple... various colors of light overflowing like magma. The dissipated elemental energy was more powerful than the dragon's breath breathed out by Sky Dragon Guard. At this moment, it was densely rising into the sky with the force of covering the sky and the sun, and the number was still growing rapidly. "Magic group, hit me."
With the command on the battle group's voice channel, the sky seemed to have been overturned.
Countless fireballs dragged their tail flames and smashed down behind Extermination Race. When they hit the ground, they exploded into pieces of Sea of Fire, burning Extermination Race's corrupted body into crackling charcoal.
Then a torrent of ice cones roared down, piercing the Extermination Race warrior's body and freezing the earth into crystalline ice edges, building ice barriers on the scorched earth.
After that, thunderstorms, corrosive elements, giant hands of the void... various elemental energies appeared in turn.
Behind the Extermination Race frenzy, it was instantly filled with a torrent of elements, as if the heaven and earth were hanging upside down, trying to completely engulf this Extermination Race.
A large vacuum area was quickly cleared, and the killing efficiency was so fast that Extermination Race had no time to replenish it.
This scene greatly shocked Dragonborn and the remaining Dragonwing Clan soldiers.
Extermination Race warriors have strong elemental resistance and can also control flames. The dragon's breath fire released by the Dragonwing Clan is difficult to break through the Extermination Race warriors' surface defense.
It takes a while for the dragon's breath to burn through.
But when faced with the elemental flames released by these warriors falling from the sky, the Devouring Warriors seemed to have no elemental resistance, and their bodies were easily burned through. "This... is this suppression at the level of rules?" Dragonborn guessed the answer, and the dragon's claws tightened unconsciously.
What shocked him even more was that figures continued to fall from the cracks in the sky.
The second Player Legion quickly raised the guild flag on the battlefield, and a new round of charge began. They chose to advance from the right wing. Not long after, the third Player Legion followed.
Representatives of the three Player Camp strongest combined battle groups started war mode at the same time.
But this time the opponents are not Di Nian Bully and Combat Insectoids.
What seemed like a tragic collision turned out to be just a happy ending in their eyes.
There are no natural disaster walls, no destructive Blood Reversal, no tactical crushing... The head-on collision brings only hearty wantonness to the players. In the words of a player in a certain Branch Group voice channel: After eating too much shit, I realized that the food outside is so delicious. Unfortunately, this force is destined to be eaten within a few bites, without eating at all. The most durable shit monster is our Emperor's Tomb Mountain Range.
The unstoppable front of Extermination Race was in a state of collapse under the ferocious offensive of the Player Legion.
At this moment, a crack suddenly opened across the sky behind the battlefield, and a giant hand made entirely of shadows stretched out, with twelve fingers spread out, gradually spreading over the battlefield.
Then one after another, giant shadow hands tore through the space and emerged, completely covering the entire battlefield.
As countless shadow giant palms slowly fell, Dragonborn suddenly felt an unparalleled sense of oppression.
It realized that the powerful people behind Extermination Race could no longer sit still and chose to take action together at this time.
The situation is critical, Dragonborn sends out War Cry, preparing to charge with this group of reinforcements who have come to help for unknown reasons, to fight against Extermination Race's strongest power. The power displayed by the reinforcements is no match for the strong men behind Extermination Race.
The Devouring Warriors we fought just now were just cannon fodder that could be quickly generated. The group of guys who appeared now were the absolute main force of Extermination Race. Just when Dragonborn spread its wings and was about to fly, a palm pressed on its shoulder, and a strange yet familiar voice sounded in his ears:
"Don't worry, we've just started."
Dragonborn turned his head suddenly and saw a familiar face with a smile.
It is Ji Chen who has arrived.
At this moment, he pointed to the battlefield and said with a proud expression:
"Look, the show is about to begin."
Dragonborn Before he could recover from the shock of seeing Ji Chen, he heard a loud noise coming from the direction of the battlefield, and the ground began to Roar, as if an ancient behemoth was awakening.
It turned its head sharply and looked.
On the front line of the battlefield, blazing golden spiritual veins spread rapidly across the land.
It turned into a rushing torrent, spread out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and covered the battlefield with a radius of ten miles in the blink of an eye.
The spiritual patterns intertwined, overlapped, and climbed, eventually weaving into a Giant Net that enveloped the world in mid-air. Densely runes danced in the mesh, each of which corresponded to a player's Qi and Blood and will.
Millions of figures raised their hands at the same time, and the energy gushing out of their palms was like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, converging upward along the spiritual network.
Form a battle array.
The light between heaven and earth suddenly dimmed, and the battle formations in different directions became brighter and brighter. Finally, with a deafening explosion, they turned into a phantom of the Dharma standing tall on the sky and the earth.
At this moment, the Qi and Blood of the players in the battle group are intertwined, their spirits are connected, and their wills are fused.
Each generated battle formation is composed of 9999 players. Each battle formation statue is more than a hundred meters high, surrounded by red air waves. The body made of energy is covered with flashing light spots. Each point of light represents a player.
As the battle array continues to charge, a rotating wheel of light slowly appears behind each phantom.
It is engraved with battle array attributes, all composed of the player's Monster Soul combination.
The ripples of energy shed during the rotation tore the space into black cracks that constantly healed and appeared.
The Devouring Frenzy is like an ant in front of this supreme battle formation. It doesn't even need to take action. When the light wheel releases energy ripples and sweeps across, the Extermination Race warriors silently disintegrate into particles.
Even the swarm of Devouring Locusts that covered the sky and blocked out the sun was twisted into childish powder by the surging elemental air waves at the moment when the shadow of the Dharma Shadow raised its arms. At this time, the Shadow of the Dharma Image stood everywhere on the battlefield like a giant holding up the sky, raising its hands simultaneously to face the giant shadow hand pressed down by the sky. Each rune that lit up the surface of the body was filled with the brilliance of the intertwined will of thousands of wills.
Dragonborn Looking up at these behemoths that transcend cognition, the dragon's heart in his chest seemed to be clenched tightly by invisible giant hands, and even his soul was trembling. The aura of multiple rules escaping on the battlefield made it feel an unprecedented shock.
At this moment, an arm hooked around his neck, and a boastful voice sounded in his ears:
"Lao Yi, are you handsome?"