Volume 7 Server Merge Chapter 3 A Futile Victory
Colonel Rayleigh's appearance attracted most of the enemy's firepower almost instantly. Bows, muskets, magic... countless long-range attacks rained down on his not-so-tall body, and the flashing magic beams instantly submerged his entire body. This high-intensity saturation attack caught us all off guard. We stood there at a loss, watching our commander being attacked, and had no idea how to help him.
In just a short moment, Colonel Rayleigh's life was reduced by nearly a quarter. Fortunately, at this critical moment, he used the Paladin's exclusive skill of "Holy Light Blessing", and a layer of holy magic halo blessed by the Supreme God covered his body, completely absorbing all attacks on him. Before the defense limit of this magic halo reached, no attack could threaten the colonel's life.
Holy Light Blessing bought us time to react. I immediately heard someone shouting, "All healing professions, heal the colonel!" Immediately, someone responded to his call. Priests, shamans, druids, paladins... all kinds of life magic flashed on the colonel's body, and our commander soon became full of vitality and vigor. When the magic effect of "Holy Light Blessing" dissipated, his life was almost full again.
"Keep healing the colonel, don't stop. Don't let them get close to the colonel, try to delay time!" At this time, the voice sounded again. I looked up and saw that it was the swordsman named Foxiao who was giving orders. He shouted loudly while rushing to the front of the battle formation, dancing the sword in his hand into a violent whirlwind, and then... ah, unfortunately, he was knocked to the ground by an undead wielding a war hammer in an instant.
On the battlefield, a warrior will never lack companions. When a person shows enough courage, everyone around him will be infected and become angry.
After losing the battle and being in a desperate situation, many people were completely disappointed and lost the courage to continue fighting. Some of the space-related people around us had already completely left the battle, traveled through time and space, and left this battlefield. Others were also demoralized and lacked fighting spirit.
But at this time, Foxiao's words inspired the remaining people and gave us hope to continue to persevere. Those who were about to give up cheered up and joined the battle.
"Hold on! Time is running out!" someone shouted. "Less than five minutes!"
Yes, we may not be able to save this disastrous defeat, but we still have a mission. We want to keep these enemies here for a whole day to buy time for the mainland coalition forces behind us to organize a defense line. It is with this wish that we can support these air forces to continue fighting and not give up too early.
This final time limit also aroused the enemy's final frenzy. Those long-range attackers completely gave up their own protection, allowing our counterattack to deprive them of their lives, and just attacked the colonel desperately.
Their melee professionals were also fighting hard. Every opponent in front of me became extremely fanatical because of excitement and anxiety. They only wanted to kill as many of our healing professionals as possible to slow down our speed in treating the colonel, without caring about their own safety.
Just a moment ago, a demon berserker rushed to the Tauren Shaman Krado recklessly, first smashed his life totem with an axe, then interrupted his healing wave, and swung his arm to hack the poor Tauren to death. I stood behind him, stabbing him with sword after sword, trying to attract his attention and save Krado's life. But it was useless. From beginning to end, this wild demon warrior didn't even look at me, until I hacked Krado into a dead bull, and then killed him with satisfaction.
The battle became extremely difficult, and I simply didn't know how to fight this group of desperate people. I even hoped that they could cut me twice more to let a priest or a paladin live a little longer, but such a wish could not be realized at all.
At this time, the real battlefield is no longer the swords between soldiers. The only thing that maintains the entire battle is the life of Colonel Rayleigh. What we are fighting for is no longer the number of enemies killed or the area occupied on the battlefield, but the green life line above the colonel's head.
The changes in the colonel's health vividly reflected the difficulty of this battle. I had never seen a person covered with so much magic before. Countless magic halos wrapped around him, shining brightly, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly. His health value trembled and fluctuated, and every change affected people's hearts and minds.
A bolt of magic lightning struck with a critical hit effect, causing the colonel to lose more than 500 health points in an instant. Some timid comrades could not help but exclaimed "Ah"; but in the next second, a "Praise of Life" spell fell on the colonel's head, replenishing his health by more than 400 points, and many people breathed a sigh of relief.
We obviously cannot expect the enemy and our healing team to maintain a good tacit understanding and let the colonel's health value fluctuate according to a certain pattern. Many times, the colonel will be attacked continuously, causing his health value to drop continuously; and sometimes several or dozens of healing spells will take effect on him at the same time, causing his vitality to rise steadily. I can't believe that this simple change in numbers can sometimes become so thrilling. I really doubt whether those with poor heart function will have a heart attack here.
"Too nervous..." Xiange Yayi patted his chest nervously, trying to calm down, "...This is more exciting than the stock market. Oh..." Just as he looked up, three musket bullets were shot at the colonel, and the colonel's health value plummeted, which scared him. Fortunately, two healing waves immediately enveloped the colonel again, slightly compensating for his lost life, which made him feel a little relieved.
"Pah, pah, pah, nonsense!" After hearing what Xiange Yayi said, Fei Yin, who was standing beside her, immediately raised her eyebrows and cursed, "Don't you see that this guy's health value continues to decline, and it will become a limit down sooner . If the stock market falls like this, I will tear your crow mouth apart!" As she said this, the sturdy beauty magician threw out two ice storms. Several unlucky "giant bone undead" were unfortunately subjected to Fei Yin's anger and were frozen into popsicles in an instant.
Although I didn't quite understand what they were talking about, I was very clear about one thing Feiyin said: no matter how hard we tried to treat Colonel Rayleigh, his life was still decreasing in the repeated shocks. The enemy's strategy of attacking our treatment team worked, and the speed at which we treated the colonel became significantly slower.
"There is only one minute left, hold on, hold on!" Buddha's inspiring voice sounded again, but this time it came from behind us. I couldn't help but glance back. Our calm swordsman was now in tattered clothes, with broken weapons. I don't know how many times he had run out of the resurrection point. It seemed that he had suffered a lot in the fight just now.
Every second of this last minute is as unbearable as a year. With every passing second, Colonel Rayleigh's life will be reduced by hundreds and hundreds. At this moment, time is our greatest enemy. Its existence is simply hateful. If we know of a way to make this annoying time pass away in an instant, we will try it at all costs.
"The last thirty seconds!" I could no longer tell where the voice was coming from. The countdown shouts were rising and falling. At this moment, time seemed to have condensed into a tangible river, flowing slowly in a form visible to our naked eyes.
"... Twenty-five, twenty- four..." Changbow Sheri had already given up the fight and was shouting while desperately casting healing waves.
"... twenty-two, twenty-one..." Yan Zhen muttered quietly while pulling the trigger hard.
"...one hundred and twenty, one hundred and nineteen..." Uh...time always seems to have an unusual meaning to Ding Ding Xiaoge.
"...Oh my god, your delay is too great!" Chang Sanjiao couldn't help but knocked the orc warlock's head hard.
Time, after all, was flowing too slowly. With fifteen seconds left, Colonel Rayleigh only had over seven hundred seconds left to live. No matter how he calculated, it would be difficult for him to survive another ten seconds.
However much I admired him, I no longer had any hope that this great warrior would live any longer. It pained me that even at the cost of his life, even with his own flesh and blood, he could not defend his honor and keep the enemy at bay.
"He's almost done, try harder!" A voice shouted, mocking the colonel's helpless fate. This aroused my anger. One sword, two swords, three swords... I lost my mind a little, and I didn't know what he looked like until I killed him.
Ten seconds, three hundred life points, time is flowing towards death.
The colonel was still fighting, and I didn't see any fear on his face. He accepted his own mortality, but in just a few seconds, his death might have become meaningless.
At this moment, I was somewhat desperate. This would be a failure without any success. Not only did we fail to defeat the enemy, but we also failed to complete the task of stopping the enemy. When people pour so much enthusiasm and effort into this battle, and even sacrifice their lives, the bitter fruit of failure is always harder to swallow.
However, my despair came too early. After all, I underestimated my fellow airmen, their firm belief and dedication to the battle, and their keen talent and infinite creativity in grasping the battle situation.
When there were only ten seconds left before the end of the battle, six paladins wearing silver-white heavy metal armor bravely stood up. They surrounded them from all directions, forming an airtight circular barrier, blocking Colonel Rayleigh in the center.
At the same time, the six people raised their left hands high and chanted the sacred spell blessed by the Supreme God. Six sacred golden magic halos descended from the sky and surrounded the six devout knights who believed in the grace of God.
"Holy Light Blessing", this protective magic exclusive to the Paladin played a huge role beyond people's imagination at the last moment of this battle, winning us a short time that is more precious than diamonds. All attacks that hit this halo are ineffective. Before this protective halo is completely destroyed, it will defend the caster from all external attacks - similarly, it also protects Colonel Rayleigh in this human barrier.
These six paladins were only in their early 40s. The same magic, but the power released from their hands was not at the same level as Colonel Rayleigh. In the face of long-range attacks like a rainstorm and hail, no one could predict how long this seemingly solid protective aura could last. Perhaps it would not last for five seconds, or even three seconds before it would be destroyed. At that time, only the flesh and blood of these six people would be able to defend our commander from the enemy's attacks.
They knew this, but they still did it - without hesitation, and sacrificed themselves. Among them, there was one man who looked very different: he was particularly burly, at least a head taller than his comrades beside him - and this head was particularly large, so large that even his neck could hardly be seen clearly. The most unique thing was that he had two sharp horns on his head, proudly pointing to the sky as a testament to the bloodline of his ancestors.
Throughout history, in the entire Falvi continent, there may be only one paladin with such a unique appearance, and I happen to be very familiar with this person.
There is no doubt that he was the Tauren warrior who completed the Paladin's job change mission by accident and was taken to the bulletin board and forced to change jobs unwillingly. He is our friend Niu Baiwan.
He was facing away from us, bravely facing tens of thousands of enemy troops, roaring to the sky with full of pride. Who could have imagined that just a few days ago, he was a Berserker Seeker who was throwing tantrums and crying when he changed his job?
In addition to Niu Baiwan, there is another familiar face among the six knights. He is a human named "Lifelong Devotion to Dreams". We met him when we were exploring the mausoleum in the forest. At that time, he was the leader of another adventure team. Because there were too many members in the team, he gave us two guys, Crado and Black Aurora, who could only speak dialects. Now Lifelong Devotion to Dreams is already level 47. What makes me envious is that this guy's equipment is as good as ever - I don't know where he got these good stuff from.
Four seconds, the aura of "Holy Light Protection" only lasted for four seconds before it fell apart. The dense magic and crossbow bullets lost their barrier and mercilessly shot at the six people. In just a moment, the lives of these knights came to an end with their immeasurable achievements and honors. The six bodies fell forward silently, ending this life cycle without regrets.
Four seconds was enough, and our healers lived up to the sacrifice of the six knights. Colonel Rayleigh's life points climbed back to 1,500 points, a number that was enough to make our enemies give up.
I don't remember how I spent the last six seconds of that battle. Our enemies attacked more fanatically, but behind this fanaticism was their self-destructive despair.
We didn't leave them any more chances. The healing team completed their mission well and extended the colonel's life until after the time limit. I stood in the enthusiastic and proud crowd, and my ears were filled with the countdown of "... four, three, two, one..." When the last countdown ended, a low "buzzing" sound came from the top of the Dark Cloud Fortress. At some point, a huge light gray magic circle appeared above the fortress. Everyone was attracted by the strange vision in the sky, and the uneasy commotion suddenly enveloped the formation of the Doomsday Empire Army.
Suddenly, a strong blue beam of light fell from the magic circle in the sky, and along with it, an army composed of various races from the Farvi continent fell. This was a strong, swift, and well-trained army, and the lowest-level warrior among them was over level 50.
In just a moment, the battle situation in the fortress changed dramatically. The army of the Last Empire was defeated and finally had to withdraw from the city wall and return to the wilderness.
Unfortunately, at this moment of turning defeat into victory, we still failed to save Colonel Rayleigh's life. Just when reinforcements arrived and victory was in sight, an evil black lightning swooped down from behind the enemy and bit the colonel like a poisonous snake. Our unremitting efforts for so long turned into nothing at this moment. The green leg with the lifeline above the colonel's head came to the end, leaving behind a tube of light red phantom.
At the other end of the lightning, the leader of the troll tribe, the evil dark warlock, "Hand of the Void" Mlak revealed his hideous face.
"With the dignity of the ruler of the last days, grant his enemies the grace of death!" After saying this, a black shadow rolled up from the ground, wrapped Mlak's body in it, and then gradually disappeared into the void.
Colonel Reilly's death has put my mind in a state of confusion.
We fought and struggled all day, defending a person with countless blood and sacrifices, but just when we thought victory was about to come, he fell down in front of us so easily. What do you think I should think?
Death came so fast that I couldn't think.
Mission accomplished, my fellow spacefarers have accomplished their mission, and they walked into the teleportation array in groups, leaving the battlefield where they had fought for a day. These time travelers who have seen through the world of life and death will not feel touched by someone's death. They are much wiser and more open-minded than me about life.
I was the only one standing there, staring at the colonel's cold body. Even though he was dead, he still supported himself with his sword, standing firmly, and facing the enemy with generosity and heroism.
"Farewell, warriors, my fearless comrades, my brothers with swords..." At the last moment of his life, our colonel said this to us in his calm and composed voice. There was a proud smile on his face, as if such a death was a happy thing for him.
"…It is my honor to die beside you…"
The sunset glow in the sky was finally embraced by the earth. Only a pale afterglow was still visible on the horizon, outlining the colonel's body into a gradually fading silhouette.
Finally, I took my eyes off the silhouette, turned around, and walked slowly towards the teleportation array.
Goodbye, Colonel... I said silently in my heart:
...It is my honor to have lived by your side!
The portal slowly opened before my eyes, and a blue light flashed...
