United Counteroffensive (Three Chapters, Complete)

The war against the Dark Invasion never ends.

Of the original hundreds of thousands of Player, only tens of Player are still grinding; the rest have gone to rest and sleep.

Even the High-Class Professional were exhausted, their eyes bloodshot. Three days of continuous, uninterrupted combat had been a tremendous burden for them.

Even William could fall asleep with his eyes half-closed while standing on the edge of the city wall, which is enough to prove just how intense the war was.

"Damn it, I need something to keep me alert, otherwise I'm afraid I'll fall asleep while fighting and then get bitten off by some Dark Creatures." Odom shook his head violently.

He also advanced to High-Class because of the Swampflower and Mana Gemstone, but his condition was really bad at the moment. His eyes were bloodshot, and his calves were trembling wildly, as if he were drunk.

"Rest is fine, but the battle losses will increase rapidly," Burning Ash stretched his limbs and replied while yawning.

As Angel who joined the battle later, Xiyan glanced at the silent Annie and said directly, "You all go and rest first. Annie and I can hold them off for now."

"What? Let Her Princess carry it, and we'll go rest?" Albert, one of the few muscular men in the Moonlight Elf group, immediately refused.

William was awakened by their noisy chatter. He quietly wiped the drool from his mouth and said with great concern, "Stop talking nonsense, everyone take a drop to wake up!"

Legolas's lips twitched. "I didn't expect you to be such a stingy lord," he couldn't help but say. "A single drop? You think this stuff is the Water of Life?"

But the moment he took it and opened the small bottle, the rich Life Aura immediately invigorated everyone.

And so.

Legolas put the cap back on the bottle and solemnly handed it back. "Your Highness, it's too precious. Everyone was just saying that; it's not that it really can't hold on any longer."

"And isn't using the Water of Life to refresh the mind a bit too extravagant...?" Albert also chose to refuse. Clearly, everyone regarded the Water of Life as a life-saving item that the Black Leaf Elf had given to His Prince.

"Drink this first, there will be more later. Just hang in there, the day of our counterattack won't be far off." William gave each person a drop. They didn't need to restore their HP, they only needed to use the life force to restore their increasingly strained Mental Strength.

However, it must be said that the Water of Life not only has effects such as prolonging life, restoring life, and regenerating severed limbs, but it can also instantly restore exhausted Mental Strength.

Upon hearing this, everyone stopped being polite and put the small bottles into their pockets, intending to drink them at the crucial moment.

William ignored them. He still had eight and a half bottles of the Water of Life, each containing 300 drops, totaling more than 2,400 drops. These would be quite useful, with a large portion intended for the seriously wounded soldiers.

The Elf, as the main force in the previous era, were able to fight against the Dark Invasion for a thousand years, wasn't that all thanks to the Water of Life?

It's a pity.

The World Tree was destroyed, and the Legendary-Quality of the Water of Life was cut off from its source.

The Elves fell into a period of complete decline, and humans seized the opportunity to rise again. After joining forces with the Elf to defeat the Dark Creatures, they drove the Elves into the forest and officially became the masters of the Third Era.

"The World Tree ..." William's gaze seemed to transcend Time-Space, as if he had seen a certain place.

"It's too early to talk about that." The Prince licked his lips. The World Tree had indeed exploded, but before it exploded, it had left behind a sealed sapling.

And what's interesting is...

He actually knew the location of that Ancient Ruins.

In the previous life, not only the Pure-Blood Elf, but all the races of the Nine Continents of the Gods fought fiercely for that World Tree Sapling, causing the heavens and earth to collapse and the seas to flow backward.

The number of Legendary and Saint who participated in the war was truly astounding...

Even High-Class Professional isn't worth a dog; they don't even have the ability to participate.

Only Professional with Epic Title are allowed to enter the battlefield.

William chuckled and rubbed his hands together, "But in this life, it's mine!"

"However, now is not the time to think about the World Tree. The key is to deal with the Dark Invasion." William held the Sound Transmission Scroll in his hand. He was waiting, waiting for the final moment, waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.

As the head of the intelligence department in Dawn City, Alec commands thousands of Assassin, including many of the Chosen Ones.

However, despite also reaching High-Class, he did not choose to participate in the battle.

Instead, they headed east to deliver the Water of Life to Christian of the [Fearless Legion]. The offensive against Dawn Fortress was not too intense, but Christian, being High-Class Christian, also had no time to rest.

After completing this task, Alec continued eastward, eventually reaching the territory belonging to the Altai Heavy Spear Clan.

Faced with the Dark Invasion.

Altai led all of his warriors in a counterattack, but due to a lack of prior preparation, they have suffered heavy losses. Of the 80,000 Orc who participated, more than 10,000 have already died, and this is under relatively low pressure.

Amidst these heavy casualties, many members of the Heavy Spear Tribe Clan expressed a desire to defect to the Dark Creatures.

However, due to the pressure from the brothers Altai and Arle who have reached High-Class, coupled with the opposition from hundreds of Pale Orc within their tribe, other Orc really don't dare to do that now.

But one can imagine what would happen if the casualties continued to increase.

Some cowardly Orc will surely choose to betray their clan...

"Human, halt." A group of mid-level Orc were patrolling the edge of the cliff, checking for any Dark Creatures that might try to climb up, when they saw a human swaggering over.

The patterns on his leather armor signify that he is a member of the Dawn City.

Seeing this, the Orc squad dared not make any rash moves. The two sides had been at peace for a long time, and now was not the time to start a war.

Alec stopped in his tracks. He saw countless Orc gathered at the edge of the cliff a kilometer away, defending themselves. He said in a deep voice, "Now go and tell Altai that the Lord of Dawn has sent me to speak with him."

"The Lord of Dawn?" The Orc patrol trembled. The Lord of Dawn's reputation was too great; they couldn't help but be afraid.

The name of the Dragon Slayer is what Orc fear most.

Even though the Lord of Dawn was their enemy, in the eyes of the Orc he was still a powerful and admirable figure.

One of the Orc captains thought for a moment, then said in a gruff voice, "You wait here, I'll go tell the chieftain right now."

Alec nodded calmly, signaling the gruff-voiced Orc to hurry back.

Not long afterward.

The tall, muscular Altai arrived, covered in green blood. He dismissed the other Orc, gave Alec a deep look, and said in a deep voice, "Please thank the Lord of Dawn for the two Swampflower. But what brings you here again today?"

"Chief Altai, you're too kind. Do you have any interest in counterattacking the Dark Creatures?" Alec smiled.

"Benefits?" Altai asked bluntly.

He knew perfectly well that the Lord of Dawn had given him the two Swampflower to make him and his brother stronger.

He understood even more clearly that the power of Dawn City was now far beyond what the Heavy Spear Clan could contend with.

But he didn't understand why the Dawn City Lord would do this.

Aren't they enemies?

Did he really think that if he gave her two Swampflower and helped her and her brother break through to High-Class, she would submit to him?

How could that be!

As a proud Pale Orc and a descendant of Legendary Powerful Being, he would not allow himself to kneel at anyone's feet.

"Benefits?" Alec scoffed, stating bluntly, "The benefit is taking the killed Dark Creatures with you; the benefit is pacifying the Dark Creatures and protecting your clan; the benefit is surviving and not becoming a lackey of the Dark Creatures."

"You're saying I'll become a lackey of the Dark Creatures?" Altai roared, his eyes wide, the War Saber in his hand already radiating golden light.

"Don't be angry. You are High-Class, and so am I. Even if I can't beat you, can't I at least escape?" Alec continued calmly, "His Your Highness foresaw the Dark Invasion, which is one of the reasons why he gave you the Swampflower."

But more importantly, Your Highness admires your character; otherwise, consider the difference in power between the two sides.

" With the Dawn City joining Winged Folk, wiping you out should be a piece of cake."

Alec took a step forward, seemingly about to start a fight, Altai waved his hand again. "Just telling the truth. His Your Highness appreciates you, which is why he gave you the opportunity to become High-Class."

Otherwise, do you really think the Dragon Slayer, the Dawn City Lord, and the Prince of the Black Leaf Elf would respect everyone?

His Your Highness thinks highly of you, which is why he intends to join forces with you. As for the others?

"Unworthy!"

Upon hearing this, Altai felt a sudden surge of secret joy. Indeed, he and the Lord of Dawn were chieftains on the same level.

He was a powerhouse on par with the Dragon Slayer...

He is, in fact, Prince of the Black Leaf Elven Clan...

No, no, what's going on? Is it really something to be happy about when someone thinks highly of you?

Altai bit his tongue. "A counterattack is possible, but only with Dawn City and the Heavy Spear Clan?"

Seeing that he had forgotten about the benefits in the blink of an eye, Alec immediately laughed and said, "You don't need to worry about that. The Blackrock Duchy, the Winged Folk, and the former Dragon Clan will all make their move at the same time."

"Keep this Magic Scroll. The moment dawn breaks in the Black Night will be the time for us all to launch our counterattack." After saying this, Alec waved his hand and disappeared into the darkness.

Altai, still somewhat dazed, accepted the Scroll.

"A counterattack? Sure, it'll save these guys from constantly trying to ally with the Dark Creatures."

"Damn it, I don't want to be a lackey anymore, I don't want to rely on anyone else anymore." Altai clenched his fist tightly.

As for where Alec went?

They were once the Dragon Clan, now the Flame Tribes.

However, negotiating with those guys is far from easy.

Because the Flame Tribes has too many races, and the chieftains are constantly scheming against each other, it would have been on the verge of collapse long ago if it weren't for the need to fight against the increasingly powerful Heavy Spear Clan.

In addition, there was an invasion of Dark Creatures.

The Flame Tribes is the group most likely to become traitors.

But in any case.

Alec has to go and make that trip.

Simply because...

Darkness is darkness.

Dawn is dawn.

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