Volume 13: The Lights in the Sky Are All Enemies Chapter 15 Brilliant
Several hours later, countless light years away, in the 'Player' tavern.
Just as some people joined the Holy Light, many players also joined the Demon and Neutral factions.
Although it didn't directly explain anything, for the demons and the free camp, it was basically a default alliance. Because no matter what, the Holy Light faction looked really fierce this time, even fiercer than the time when they almost broke through Hell.
The upper echelons had a tacit understanding, and the middle and lower echelons naturally understood it very well. Many players on both sides also understood what was going on. Although other NPCs might still dislike each other, the players had already gathered together. For the players, there was nothing special to hide about this kind of faction mission, especially this kind of good news. If one person knew it, then basically everyone knew it. So the free players and the demon players gathered in the bar and watched the live broadcast of the Holy Light Parade on TV.
This military parade specifically opened the cognitive mode for all humans, which is also a variation of the cognitive filter, but it removes the extremely terrifying elements , which can be regarded as another level of reflecting the devilish technical strength of Holy Light. Players basically just watch the excitement and don't mind the big things. Looking at the brilliant live broadcast, countless players began to record videos, constantly commenting on the pictures and flashing arms on it, guessing their strength - because no one has ever fought, so they can only rely on guessing. But sometimes, live broadcasts always have problems, such as encountering some unreasonable requests or something.
"...Wait a minute, let's move the live broadcast to the director's part."
Looking at the brilliant picture, Longcheng Kuangshao frowned at the figure on it and said in a low voice.
"What? Why are you looking at the directors? They are so far below our level, it's useless, right? And the directors didn't take any action during this parade."
The player laughed and raised his glass to him. He looked at the figure in the white bishop's robe that was scrolling on the TV screen and was filled with emotion.
"Members of the Primordial Light, with their Garden of Life, Hall of the King of Laws, Privy Council, Archives, Republic, Heretic Court, Court of Arbitration, Hall of Sephiroth, Martyrdom, and the newly added Hall of the Undead? Oh, next are the Holy Light Guards. Look at their posture, their cool decorations and weapons. They look damn ceremonial. Look at these robes and lights. They are so cool. We can't muster such a team here."
After all, they are just a group of demons without organization and discipline.
Looking at the executors on the screen bathed in light, with halos and sacred holy lights appearing behind their heads, the players showed envy on their faces. After all, from the perspective of the visual effects of this world, nothing can compare to the holy light.
Now is the time for the Holy Light Expedition ceremony of the cognitive filter. The knights riding white horses are wearing dazzling silver heavy armor. The golden patterns on the breastplate are engraved with their vows and beliefs in magic. The mottos on the golden-red lances are shining. Under the cheers of the surrounding people, the white horses march slowly forward in neat steps to the beat of the drums.
At the back was the float carrying all the Holy Light faction leaders. The councilors of the ten departments and the Primordial Light waved to the crowd on the float. If some were projections, they would stay on the floats, while the real ones would call out their mounts or fly around the Holy Light array. The three directors and several administrative chiefs projected on the floats might not be able to arrive directly due to their size or other problems. But the other directors and action chiefs were indeed very impressive.
The golden and white robes fluttered in the wind, and the dazzling holy light came out wantonly. The director riding on the dragon laughed and waved to the people under the dragon's wings. The councillors sitting astride the giant wolf snorted coldly. There were also some lawns and venues that spread out automatically on the ground. As the slender bare heels stepped on them, the strong elves of the holy light system appeared and disappeared, as well as various strange humanoid or beast-shaped holy light warriors. The director and the executive ministers did not have any special airs, and happily waved to the people around them. It was better to say that the holy light was like this. Even if the military parade and expedition were imminent, all the people and soldiers could smile.
However, watching these directors and executive directors showing off their abilities, Longcheng Kuangshao stared at a figure, his eyes becoming more and more confused. His expression was three-tenths of disbelief, and seven-tenths of feeling dizzy, but he still called over other people, pointed at a figure on the screen and whispered:
"No, look at the head of the Undead Hall... doesn't he look familiar ?"
"What happened to the Undead Hall?"
The players glanced at the scene on the screen, and to them it was all almost equally gorgeous and beautiful.
Countless soft lights descended from the sky, colorful flags fluttered in the wind, and faint hymns and bell sounds quietly sounded on the field, bringing an inexplicable momentum. The male and female soldiers wearing heavy armor or robes, holding weapons, or wearing masks or with plain faces walked in front with expressionless faces, followed by the imperial guards who were enough to tear apart any legion in this world. The golden armor and neat steps trembled everyone's heart.
The head of the Undead Hall they were talking about was also a slightly conspicuous person among them. As if he had escaped from the shackles of the earth's core, his entire body was deeply trapped in the twisted void. He was wearing a long robe with a gilded white edge and a golden-red ribbon like his long hair. A circle of concave but brilliant holy light appeared behind his head, and he floated forward in this top parade. His masked face looked left and right, waving from time to time, his slender jaw revealed a little beautiful curve, and he smiled comfortably. The fluttering golden hair ribbon and bracelets were surrounded by the glory of the holy land. It was obvious at a glance that he was not someone to be messed with.
In the past, a boss of this level would often require a team of 40 people and a considerable amount of preparation time, followed by dozens of group attacks. The fight would probably require three segments of BGM transformation and a super cool hidden scene at the end of the level. However, there are too many such scenes in the Holy Light faction team, so although it looks a bit special, it is not particularly conspicuous.
However, facing this figure who looked very unrefined, even a bit rough, and a little different in style from the other directors, Longcheng Kuangshao revealed a look of slight fear.
"Brothers, please help me take a look..."
He looked at the guild members around him and whispered:
"My auxiliary plug-in may have a problem... I think he is the white knight summoned by Boss Li Lin..."
"……Hold?"
