Chapter 92 Come back soon! Weapons are stealing the house!
"Fuck!"
Long Aotian himself was also shocked. He didn't expect the last scroll to be so powerful.
Produced by the god of death, it is indeed a masterpiece!
In fact, Xu Xiaofan was originally a little worried that the players would not be able to win this battle, and he had been thinking about how to help the players secretly.
Unexpectedly, the rich players stepped in and redeemed all the top-quality items in the points mall at once, reversing the entire battle situation.
"It seems that I still underestimated my believers."
Xu Xiaofan laughed and was in a good mood.
Although Xu Xiaofan was worried about the direction of the players' battle, he could not easily help the players.
It’s mainly because of the existence of the God of Light.
The more powerful the god, the more unpredictable his methods. If Xu Xiaofan rashly takes action himself, there is a high probability that the God of Light will capture the God of Death alive.
It is very easy to get rid of the big boss, the God of Light, in advance, leaving yourself with no room for development.
Therefore, Xu Xiaofan has been helping the players indirectly.
Even the props for point-based merchandise are basically concealed in the form of magic scrolls.
Although it sounds absurd that the undead would use magic scrolls to fight each other, it is much better than the God of Light discovering the truth about the resurrection of the God of Death.
Undead creatures may not be in the eyes of the God of Light, but the resurrection of the dead is not a good sign.
The God of Light is so powerful that his followers are now spread all over the planes, so he is naturally ruthless. He must .
"How is this going?"
Father William was coughing. He had just managed to cast a powerful defensive spell to save himself and Alex.
But when the smoke and dust cleared, the devastated battlefield left Father William and Alex stunned.
The meteorite fell and hit the center of the army.
More than half of the NPC army of more than 300,000 people died, and nearly 200,000 soldiers and temple knights died in the indiscriminate bombing of meteorites!
Not only Archfather William and Alex survived, but most of the magicians including Andrew also survived. Although they were suppressed by the forbidden magic scrolls and unable to cast spells, some of them only suffered minor injuries and no one was killed.
This is because the magicians were originally at the back of the battlefield, the safest place and farthest from the bombing site.
"We lost. We lost."
Andrew spoke in a complicated tone, and then he looked at Father William in surprise: "Hey, you are not dead?"
"I!"
Father William was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. This battle turned out like this, but these magicians didn't contribute anything and nothing happened.
Looking at his own temple army, more than half of them were killed or injured.
However, it was still not as miserable as the Imperial Army. Most of their soldiers were killed and their morale dropped to the lowest point.
"There's something strange about these undead spirits!"
Alex took a deep breath and glanced at Father William beside him with a gloomy expression: "This group of undead actually has so many powerful magic scrolls! I have never encountered magic scrolls that are far more powerful than forbidden spells in my life!"
Alex has been fighting for so many years, but this is the first time he feels so aggrieved.
Speaking of magic scrolls, we have them too, but they are not as awesome as the magic scrolls of the undead.
There has never been a magician in the continent of Esk who can release such a powerful forbidden magic that can directly kill more than 100,000 elite soldiers!
This has already exceeded the magic level of the Esk continent, and even Andrew is very curious about this matter.
Could it be that among this group of undead, there are not only many undead summoners, but also several great magicians whose strength is unrivaled in the continent of Esk?
"what to do?"
Father William took a look at the battlefield. The situation was not good. The Lion Empire's army was losing ground and could not resist the group of undead. "Sir Alex, how should we fight now?"
"How else can we fight?"
Alex glanced at Father William and said decisively: "Retreat!"
"Ah? You don't want to fight anymore?"
Father William suddenly became anxious: "What about the North?"
He left the temple after making a promise to the temple master that he would take back the North and destroy these undead spirits.
"What else can we do? If we keep fighting, all these soldiers will be gone!"
Alex sneered and said, "The Temple of Light didn't tell me that this group of undead actually possessed magical methods that far surpass forbidden spells. I can only report the truth to His Majesty the King."
He would be punished for defeat, but if his entire army was wiped out, no matter how powerful the Alex family was, they would not be able to save his life.
Alex had a plan in mind. If he withdrew now, at most he would be dismissed, but not executed. After all, the enemy's strength was indeed beyond the original estimate.
"No, we can't retreat!"
Father William gritted his teeth and said, "Sir Alex, listen to me, even if these undead spirits have the help of a great magician, they can't cast another forbidden spell!"
Alex frowned: "Why should I believe you?"
"If you don't believe me, ask Andrew!"
Father William pointed at Andrew, who was stunned and nodded: "Yes, even the most powerful magician on the Esk continent cannot release two forbidden spells in a short period of time, and the power of the magic just now has exceeded the forbidden spell."
When Alex heard this, he couldn't help but lower his head in thought.
Should we continue fighting?
If what William said is correct, perhaps this group of undead really has no trump cards left.
Although so many soldiers died, they still had the advantage by withdrawing, resting and adjusting morale.
"What's wrong with these NPCs? Why don't they withdraw?"
Long Aotian looked up at the battlefield, feeling a little anxious, and sent a private message: "Brother Cong, how are you doing? I can't hold on any longer here. The effect of the points scroll is about to end."
"Alright! Done!"
Xu Ercong sent a private message.
Just as Long Aotian received the private message, a large amount of thick smoke and black fog suddenly emerged from the horizon in the distant sky.
"Oops!"
When Alex saw this scene, his expression changed immediately: "Something happened!"
At the same time, a blood-stained eagle staggered over from the horizon and fell headfirst next to Father William.
He picked up Fu Ying's body, picked up the battle report from it, and then handed it to Alex with a pale face.
"Quick! Retreat!"
Alex spoke without hesitation and began to retreat.
"They retreated! The NPC camp lost!"
"I'm so tired. This fight is so exciting. I've died eighteen times!"
"What's that to you? I've been killed thirty-seven times and earned over six hundred points!"
"Brother, you're awesome."
Long Aotian looked up at the NPC who was withdrawing and asked, "Should we chase them, Brother Long?"
Long Aotian shook his head: "No, let's go back and reunite with Brother Cong first."
Players are also human beings. In such a high-intensity war, although the players can be resurrected, their energy is exhausted and they can no longer continue fighting.
If the fight continues, it's hard to say who will win or lose, and Xu Ercong repeatedly emphasized that Long Aotian should not pursue and not force the NPCs into a corner.
at the same time.
In another live broadcast room, the barrage of comments kept scrolling, filled with praise and admiration for Xu Ercong.
"Hold on at point A! The bomb has been planted at point B!"
"In ancient times, Cao Mengde attacked Wuchao! Now, Xu Ercong attacks the grain and grass!"
"Brother Cong is such a dog. He let Long Aotian fight head-on, and then Brother Cong led his men to burn the NPC's army supplies and fodder!"
"The strategy of luring the tiger away from the mountain is indeed a high-end player!"
"What do you mean by luring the tiger away from the mountain? This is just a despicable and shameless way of stealing the property!"
"NPC, come back quickly! Weapons are being stolen!!!"
