Chapter 1321： Spread and smoldering (2/2)

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The army spread over the mountains, the resistance of the civilized world is like a faint candlelight in the storm, shaking in the dark for a few times, and then extinguished one by one. The mortals outside the wasteland and their ridiculous "mountains" "The line of defense" is like a castle on the beach in front of the real army. No matter how beautiful it looks, it will collapse silently.

In the depths of the turbulent wave of distortions of the Western Front Legion, a large number of high-level distortions and synthetic "behemoths" surround their command nodes. They are used by a dark tree druid with a yellowish skin and a canopy with a terrifying brain structure. His roots climbed on a rock that was corroded into purple-black by the chaos magic energy. He stretched out his branches in the cold wind, his dark brown eyes were turning behind the layered bark, looking towards the sun. The hillside gradually illuminated.

The line of defense of the mortals is there. They occupy the commanding heights of the mountain and are still resisting. However, the igniting power they poured down from the heights is of little significance to the already large-scale aberrant army. The army assembled from the wasteland is now advancing like a dark tide spreading upward against the mountain, and has established firepower points on the two-wing mountain road with the help of the terrain, and the extremely exhausted orcs and their spiritual allies have released them. The magic and burning boulders can only splash a few insignificant waves in this "tide", and these waves have now weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And at the pass farther north of this line of defense, another legion has successfully broken through the weak defenders there. A large number of distortions will soon bypass this mountain range from the breach and directly attack the so-called " Holy Land Forest Sea".

"Bertlem is an incompetent fool... but at least he used his failure to accumulate valuable experience for us," the dark priest in charge of commanding the western army said to another priest beside him, "now we have found it. The weakest point of the mortal line of defense, as long as the ancient and weak kingdom is destroyed, their ridiculous'alliance' will be hit hard."

"As you said, Master Marcellus," the low-level priest beside him immediately shook his dry branches, "but we must also be careful about what tricks these cunning'mountain peoples' will do. They resist. Very tenacious, even if they have retreated here, there is no sign of collapse. I am worried that they still have..."

"The tenacious will is their only commendable place, but the will can't reverse the destiny. We are their destiny," the dark priest Marcellus laughed, his voice harsh, "We have cut off the entire Western Front. From the magnificent wall to the mountains in front of us, our legions are all over the land. Even if the mountain people have any reinforcements they want to launch, they will not be able to rush in. As for the inland from Ogure... heh."

He sneered disdainfully.

"That is a country covered by mountains, jungles and turbulence. Even if the reinforcements sent by other countries in the alliance really exist, they will not be able to reach the front line in a short time, unless their entire army can fly from the sky. !"

Marcellus said, looking back at the low-level priests who were waiting for orders and the large aberration team controlled by the priests. In this silent team, the most striking thing is what they carry." goods".

It is a large cube neatly placed on the ground that has not yet activated dark blue network control nodes.

"Instead of worrying about the uncivilized orcs who are dead, we should now pay more attention to the next step... Destroying a weak ancient kingdom is not our real mission," Marcellus said slowly, "What is the next point of investment? local?"

"An ancient city called Hongyu City, if that city is still called by this name today," the low-level priest replied immediately. "There is an invisible rift deep underground in that city. The locals don't know anything about it, they just know. Regarding the active magical environment near the rift as a'gift of the ancestors', we need to explode the center of the city and then put the rune stones in."

"Very well, next to Ruby City is the City of Helm and their'Ancestor's Peak.'" Marcellus glanced over the dormant runestone cubes with a gloomy look, "They will definitely guard the so-called "Holy Mountain", but we must get this node. The big plan is executed to this day, and the dark blue rifts that can be used in the wasteland have basically been put into use, but the overall progress is still nearly half way short... those **** sea monsters. "

"Yeah, those **** sea monsters...If it weren't for their sudden trouble, we don't need to grab the deep blue node of the Ancestral Peak." The low-level priest agreed, and then he turned his roots and looked at the fierce battle. Under the rising sun, the flags of the Ogure tribe and Chief Camilla were still flying high, but the blood and corpses around the flags were also accumulating.

It is only a matter of time before the defense lines of those mountain tribes are destroyed.

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A deep and sweet humming sound came from the depths of the steel ground below, and the cold gust of wind in the high sky was blocked and filtered by the energy shield covering the entire fortress. In the end, only a gentle air current was blowing on the deck. The mountains and river valleys move slowly on the distant land, and the clouds are within reach, and sometimes they can even pass through the clouds. This is absolutely the only experience in Rebecca's life.

Although dragoons can also fly in the sky, except for those dragon-born pilots who are good at extreme sports, normal humans cannot experience this kind of "openness" when they ride dragoons. Opening a cabin at high altitude is deadly.

Rebecca walked on the unusually wide deck of the Earthly Dawn, and took a deep breath of fresh and cold air. While feeling refreshed, she also heard the voice of the main brain of the Earthly Dawn coming from a nearby one. From the sound reinforcement device: "Good morning, the creator wishes you a good sleep last night."

"In fact, I didn't sleep much and couldn't sleep at all, but that's not a problem," Rebecca waved her hand, and walked to a large platform at the end of the deck as she casually said, "What about you? How did it feel to fly for the first time?"

"The state is good, and the systems are normal," the main brain replied immediately, "My virtual personality judgment, this is a ‘pleasant’ experience."

"That's good, keep this state and let's go and give those monsters a huge surprise!"