Chapter 1385: (1/2)
”The higher you are, the more you are afraid of death, and the outer gods are no exception, especially when the enemy you are facing really has the ability to put yourself to death.” Bai Ji smiled while holding her cheeks.
”Think about it in another way. If we were an external god, we would naturally be so cautious. After all, no one would want to capsize and lose their lives because of a group of weak Balanda natives.”
”On the one hand, it is temptation, on the other hand, I naturally hope to weaken our strength as much as possible.”
”That's why we let the soldiers take the action instead of ourselves. This is to tell Miao that we can't do it without the robe.” Bai Ji played with her nails.
”There is nothing in the world that only takes advantage and does not suffer. If you make a mess of other people's home, don't even think about getting out of it. We must get it out of its nest.”
”Your Majesty, the south wall and east wall are submerged by the ocean, and the families of the outer gods are frantically attacking the southeast wall.”
”Don't panic, this level of attack is just a bluff, they can't get in.” Bai Jitai said without changing his face before the landslide.
The Ghost Shark Legion, the most proud of the outer gods, has not survived, and has been annihilated by himself. With these stinky fish and shrimps, I am afraid that these monsters will not be able to attack until the water soaks the city wall.
The sinner naturally figured out the problems that even all kinds of things can figure out. What is waiting is not for the dependents to break through the city, but relying on the besieged city to besieged all kinds of things inside to test Bai Ji's strength.
Better than patience, no one can compare to this exotic species that has been lurking for several epochs and still has a soft spot for Baland.
It is a pity that Bai Ji, who is also a god, will not worry about resource problems at all, just a little structure, the resources are inexhaustible.
The sinner wants to encircle Bai Ji to death by this method, perhaps just to test whether Bai Ji has already set foot in [God's realm.
The battle lasted for several days, weeks, and months. The two sides consumed each other in a stalemate, the exhausted battlefield was lifted off the city wall, and the new battlefield rejoined the battlefield.
The waves of the Black Sea are endless, and the fish people climbed toward the wall without fear of death, lost their fighting power and fell into the Black Sea, and regained their fighting power after receiving the nourishment of the Black Sea.
The battle conditions were unsustainable, and the defenders in the city fought day and night, but their blood did not retreat for a long time.
Under the city wall, there is no end in sight*. This city and the people in this city may be the last civilization in this world.
They have no way out...
”Ahhhhh! Watch my magical girl take a plane!” The galloping Horley had been fighting on the wall for several days and nights without closing his eyes.
He swung the huge iron pillar towards the monster that climbed up the city. He repaired it and repaired it and smashed it again. I don't know how many times it has been repeated.
Murloc monsters cannot be killed, just like the fighting spirit of fighters, they cannot be eliminated.
The sinner seemed to be aware of this, and the surging waves gradually subsided.
The fish people's offensive began to stagnate, but no one would think that this catastrophe was over.
This is just the silence before the storm.
The torrential rain faded and the wind faded, and the surging Black Sea calmed down at this moment.
The world is quiet.
The soldiers on the front of the city gradually raised their heads.
At the other end of the sea horizon, the shadows of the straight clouds are endless, as if they are rushing straight into the sky, piercing the sky, and extending to the limit and end of the sky.
The ink-like drops of water fell from its body and it was a torrential rain, and every time it moved, it would turn up stormy waves.
The mortals are suffocated, just because it makes a heavy cry.
It is a feeling of knowing that the other person is vocal, but there is no way to recognize the other person's voice.