Volume 6: War and Peace in the Black Forest Chapter 20: The Second Seal (Part 2)
Just as Li Lin said at the beginning, it actually looks dangerous, but in fact all the players are really just taking a walk.
In the midst of countless ghosts and monsters, several players were arranging the second mark, looking at the outside world with deep emotion. They did not even encounter any attacks when they came, and all the monsters were slaughtered by the White Knights' army.
They saw a giant as big as a mountain coming, the monster was covered with bronze armor, its neck was entangled by vegetation, it roared silently, and rushed straight to the army. Then the skeleton jumped up high and cut off its limbs like a hot knife cutting butter. It stumbled all the way and broke into pieces. When it rushed to the main camp, only the huge head like a tall building remained. The only thing that could blow to the players was a light breeze.
The once troublesome elves were powerless in front of the skeletons with floating abilities, and their exquisite skills were powerless in front of the rough Holy Flame Greatsword. The White Knights in the back led a group of archers, and from time to time they shot a layer of Holy Flame like a rainstorm at a shadow, burning the troops in the dark corners, and then they were dragged down one by one by the skeleton warriors in the front row and their heads were chopped off. It was just like repeating what their masters did in this city a few years ago. They were just apprentices who copied this scene.
The players were lucky that they were not hurt. However, the players did not feel lucky at all. Instead, they felt that they had an infinite sacred mission. The Dragon City Madman could not even tell whether he was disturbed by the game or simply moved by the scene in front of him. This was simply like the most noble and sacred battle that humans could only see in their dreams.
Several other people began to walk around the area where the second seal needed to appear, setting up simple formations and related altars. The team member in charge of the broadcast stood on the high ground and broadcast this scene that seemed like a mythical battle for everyone.
The dead army is fighting against another group of dead army, and although they are all evil, it feels epic.
There is no sound, nor is there a need for sound; every scene is magnificent and picturesque.
The skeleton knights charged at the dark formation again and again in the air. The monsters that crawled out of death opened their mouths wide, with madness and unwillingness surging in their red eyes, dragging the skeleton 's body and trying to drag it into hell. However, the shattered skeleton quickly turned into green smoke and merged back into the light curtain of the sky.
Then, the light curtain would immediately reveal the original skeleton, who shook his head, raised his lance, pulled up his horse, and rejoined the mighty torrent. It was a stream of light that could tear apart the darkness like a sharp sword.
"'Five minutes to go. Mortal, please hurry up. I will give you the most stable time possible.'"
You do your job well and victory will come.
Just as the players were watching fascinated, the white knight at the back of the army suddenly spoke.
He put down the golden bow, picked up a long sword and rushed into the group of monsters. In just a moment, a layer of black waves surged up from the ground, countless elves were thrown away by the impact, and then torn into pieces by the sharp blade of the sky in the blink of an eye.
There were only five minutes left before the White Knights dissipated, and the magic circle would completely fall apart if there was a mistake. However, looking at the tall guards holding platinum shields and spears standing beside them and surrounding the city, the players always felt that they had infinite courage and confidence in victory, and even the operation in their hands did not change at all, but became more stable.
Don't worry about failure, there is no possibility of failure. Just looking at that figure, you will feel that there is no problem.
“Dust to dust, ashes to ashes.”
The white knight in the local crowd blocked the sneak attack of the general-like figure on the opposite side with the long sword in his hand, kicked him lightly in the chest, and then the spreading holy light suddenly turned into a rope to pull him over, and then the golden sword pierced his head.
The other Guangwu who tried to rush up were split and dismembered by the surrounding light, and cut into fragments and residues in the blink of an eye. Moreover, the residues that were blown by the wind seemed to be wrapped with some kind of poison. The eyes of the originally united enemies gradually became covered with gray texture, and then they roared and launched indiscriminate attacks on the allies around them.
The sky was attacking, the ground was attacking, and the crowds were attacking. The Plague Legion had a thousand times more people than the White Knights, but they were chased around by the White Knights like livestock, just like adults chasing and slaughtering a group of children.
The poisonous insects in the poisonous swamp on the ground were rolling and dragging the zombies into the swamp. The huge insects rolled in the darkness and swallowed the monsters into their abdomens. The conspicuous giants were soon targeted by the white knights. The flying white knights chopped off the giants' thighs in the blink of an eye, and the giants who lost their balance were instantly chopped off their heads by the white light.
Failure? There is no such thing. It is victory all the way. There is no possibility of failure.
The protected players accomplished everything without even feeling the slightest breeze.
"Alright... the second mark is done."
Thanks to this military formation, the players even completed the layout of the second seal thirty seconds ahead of schedule.
As the light on the altar flowed, the rays of light shot up into the sky, cutting through the sky and spreading light all over the ground. The sacred figure of the White Knight turned around and nodded to the players, then disappeared in a white light along with the dreamlike army formation.
"'Goodbye, mortal.'"
The White Knight came with such a great and sacred appearance, and left in silence and peace.
As if it was a matter of course, he led all the troops into the sky, making the sky bright. The remaining darkness and zombies on the ground soon rotted in the boundless light curtain, and they were shattered into mud and corpses, and crushed into dust, leaving the players looking at the whiteness and sighing in their hearts.
"It seems like we can win easily... Why?"
“Because of that affix.”
Looking at the holiness dissipating in the light curtain, the players took a look at the dissipation affixes on their bodies.
When the white of victory faded, the courage and determination that filled their chests also dissipated at some point, leaving only melancholy and confusion. But soon, another emotion filled their hearts.
Now that we've come this far, why not take a look at the final outcome?
"Let's go and open up the third seal."
Watching the sudden explosion of barrage in the live broadcast room, everyone felt the remaining power of the White Knight in their hearts, pushing them forward.
