MTL - Players Please Respect Yourself-v2 Chapter 688 same starting line
Chapter 688 The same starting line
The flow of time has resumed, and the eyes of the originally lifeless native soldiers once again have a look.
Those who can stand on the stage of the final battle, there will be no weak ones.
After all, the soldiers of the Yandi Legion, the Paladins, the Wingmen and so on all experienced a brutal unification battle and were kings in their own piece of land abandoned by the gods.
was just a realistic beating that silenced them.
In the face of enemies that are far larger than themselves, they are very hard. Their proud armor is like a piece of toilet paper, which cannot be torn apart. With their [Battle Qi], [Battle Intent] or something, the strength they have developed appears weak and powerless under the brute force of the trolls.
When the most courageous warriors around him died in seemingly pointless battles, that contrast led to an even greater sense of frustration.
When they were in a state of insufficient supplies, heavy losses, and almost unable to hold on, the immortal and immortal abyss army soldiers appeared, which made this sense of powerlessness and frustration soar to the extreme.
My own life is not as good as someone else's shot.
Take up the courage to go up, and people can be resurrected "in place" when they die.
Thanks to their own beliefs, otherwise they would take turns to attack, saying "I don't want to fight anymore", "Mom!", and then running away crying and shouting, it is not uncommon.
But at this moment, they not only heard the declaration of the current Guardian Commander Jason Momoa. In their minds, the voice of the 'God' they believed in also sounded.
The soldiers of the Entei Legion heard the [Will of Fire]!
Paladins and Paladins are the [Guide of the Holy Light], and the Oracle of the Sun God Pelor!
The Winged Humans are 【Whisper of the Wind】.
The rock giant is the [command of the mother of the earth].
The enemy is getting stronger and stronger, and the invisible pressure squeezes the chest, as if every time the chest is contracted and inhaled, it can no longer be expanded.
Couldn't take in oxygen and slowly suffocated to death.
Weak, decadent, powerless, bit by bit eating away their fighting spirit.
Abyss Legion performed so well?
Then leave it all to them?
Their hearts should have slipped like this.
The sudden announcement of lifted the spirits of the soldiers.
The living habits of the various legions of the coalition are very different, and there are also obvious differences in civilization. In this case, the legions from the backward civilization will really feel uncomfortable.
The announcement of the Galactic Order Council undoubtedly brought all the guardians to the same starting line.
At least at this moment, they felt 'fair'!
"Oh oh oh--"
"For the Light!"
"for……"
Various slogans rose up and boiled over several defense lines.
Ordinary players who originally fired guns or played three-dimensional mobile devices had a good time. After hearing this sound, they could not help but notice the new prompt of the system:
【The moment of decisive battle is coming: this is the final stage, the fireworks of life and death are about to bloom in this land where chaos and order meet. Sons and daughters of heroes, you must do your best...]
There are only two key points in the lines: the boss is coming, and the next step is to clear the level with one life, or GG if it hangs. Not resurrected anyway.
In the live broadcast room of Biu Station, there was an uproar from the audience and the players and anchors.
【Not a hero if you don't reach the Great Wall 1】: "Clear the customs in one life, no waves, so exciting!"
A bunch of sand sculpture viewers wrote down the barrage:
"Speed up!"
"Battle Hymn!"
The most magical BGM is, of course, "Dawei Tianlong"!
A group of sand sculpture players shouted "Bold Evil" or something, and then, the "Evil" came!
[l Star Shower] Pointing into the distance: "What the **** is that?"
The huge portal can no longer be called a 'gate'.
This is completely the fusion of two planes. When the purple barrier at the end of the horizon collapsed suddenly, turning into blurred spots of light and space debris scattered in the sky, the whistling icy wind rushed towards the face, and everyone on the city wall was alive Had a cold war.
1024 How could people and creatures on the Land Forsaken by God ever try to be so cold?
The Valley of the Tides has never had such an experience even though it is humid and cold all the year round.
Even the ice storm caused by the just-dead ice phoenix is nothing compared to the icy cold that almost cooled the entire plane.
The howling wind like a knife seems to cut people's skin. It can penetrate deep into the bone marrow and freeze the soul. A layer of white frost forms on the eyelashes of the guardian soldiers in an instant. in the fog.
After the terrifying cold wave rushed through the huge gate of light two kilometers high and five kilometers wide, the entire battlefield turned into a fog-filled icy world.
The first city wall to be cracked by the troll looked a bit like a cracked glacier.
Ice ridges and icicles hang everywhere on the broken battlements.
The gust of wind whistled, stirring up the cold mist, as if the ice mist itself was a living monster.
Accompanied by the ice fog, the entrance is full of shadows, the ghosts of huge monsters are everywhere, and the continuous beast roars make people nervous.
"This..." Rachel and Bai Zhen frowned at the same time.
Wang Hao didn't feel much: "Isn't it so easy to pass?"
"How?" Ash asked curiously.
"The other party just wants to abolish our artillery!"
In the world where magic and swords are the main themes, artillery is a bug. I didn’t have enough time to fight against Wang Mingming before, so I moved slowly and kept sending cannon fodder, just to try out the arrangement on the guardian side.
It must be admitted that the boss of the opponent has a lot of brains, and maybe he can't find a weapon to restrain the artillery for a while, but this method of weakening the game of the guardian side to the maximum is definitely a genius move.
Even if the players' 460mm cannons have a wide area of damage, but only using the impact of the explosion to kill the enemy, how can it compare to direct shells to smear the face?
The artillery in Wang Hao's hand can shoot trolls with 88 cannons at a distance of three kilometers!
"Smart!" Wang Hao exclaimed.
It is like when the Eight-Power Allied Forces set fire to the Yuanmingyuan, but if the cavalry commander of one's own side has some brains, and they play a night battle or something, just rely on the local guns of the Eight-Power Allied Forces.
We have to send them out one by one in a square formation during the day. If you don't lose, you will be a ghost.
Now, this move against the leader of the king is no different from the night battle. As long as it is dragged into the melee, the side with more monsters will gain an overwhelming advantage in the elite-level battle.
Wang Hao didn't know, in fact, the other party hated him for a long time.
"Humble human being! It's really amazing that you have survived until now. But this is the end."
On the opposite side of White Mist, on the three huge heads, scarlet eyes flashed.
The anti-king king had long ago burst into anger in his heart.
The biggest reason for his anger and anger was—how could his sea of monsters be suppressed by the strange weapons of those mortals?
"However, this is the end of it! Don't think your poor little tricks can deal with the Holy Demon King! Your fragile line of defense should have been destroyed long ago!"
He was so sure.
However, at this moment, the forward of the Shanzhai Survey Corps began to engage with the trolls.
Unusually, the sharpest weapon in their hands is no longer a sword, but a bucket of paint...
(end of this chapter)
