What's wrong with the front?

Every line of defense is not just one wall.

When the rock giant overlord Locke was still around, he helped build many walls of the final line of defense, and with the blessing of the earth, it was as strong as steel.

The tall walls seemed to cut off all sound from the other side.

Between the last two lines of defense, there are still a large number of people.

They take on the logistics that would otherwise be handled by apprentices and blacksmiths.

The bodies of the war dead were displayed in the square between the lines, in front of the statues of the Angel of Light and the Fire Elf Ifrit.

The oppressive atmosphere of successive defeats made the square quiet, and it was already difficult to gather the elder priest who had been unable to gather the Holy Light to heal the wounded for the soul of the deceased, and a large number of people watched this scene silently.

I don't know how many centuries ago it began.

Suffering has become a part of God's life for God's forsaken people.

The strong are destined to be kings.

There is a saying that is very true: the city head changes the king's flag!

Because the forsaken people who were powerless to resist have multiplied from generation to generation in the Valley of the Tides.

Their name became the People of the Tides.

Life by the sea is always accompanied by dampness, cold, hunger and monster attacks, and the shadow of death has become a part of life.

They are very tame and give all their surplus food to each king in exchange for their lives.

How many centuries this life lasted, they themselves do not remember.

Finally having a Rachel Josephine who finally treats them as human beings, the Shun people, who have been silent for many centuries, suddenly burst out with the greatest enthusiasm to support their benevolent and powerful new king, even if it is a woman.

But this time, when he saw the soldiers of the Yan Emperor Legion in tattered armor and ragged clothes fleeing like crazy, even the wisest elder in the clan lowered his eyelids and looked powerless.

Escape?

Where can they flee to?

The old man held a wooden cane made of dead branches, and a heavy shadow seemed to be written between every wrinkle on his face.

Even if the light emitted from Miss Jialudi's back was dazzling, even the people hundreds of meters away could see it clearly.

So what?

The old man sighed: "It's all over! How can an ordinary hero beat a hegemon-level demon king?"

The men were silent, and most of them silently quickly packed up their belongings with quick movements, gritted their teeth and turned to run, merging into the crowd that had dispersed.

After the women screamed, they quickly recognized the facts and followed the men.

Almost everyone is on the run, regardless of race, status, or status......

At this moment, they were stunned by the soft golden light that suddenly lit up.

Whether it was a rout or a man, they turned around and looked up one by one, only to see a golden figure come into view.

"Lord Yundaos!?"

"No! not him!"

Old Man Yun is always dressed in silver heavy armor, regardless of whether there is a drooping old thin body under the armor, at least it still looks very powerful and terrifying.

In the soft golden light, the person holding the gold-trimmed white iris flag had a slender body, it was a girl, definitely not Yundaosi!

Everyone was stunned.

The Sand Worm King's terrifyingly huge body, from afar, is a familiar horror taste.

This girl's light is completely different, warm and full of courage and strength in people's hearts.

Gradually, it was clear that the huge figure of the enemy demon king was still showing his teeth and claws, and in the eyes of the soldiers, for some reason, the terrifying momentum became a creaking sound similar to that of a scarecrow in the field, empty and boring.

The soldier and the man found that they were no longer nervous, and although they had the same shame on each other's faces, they bowed their heads at the same time.

Right!

Even a girl can bravely face the terrifying monster, what are we big men afraid of!?

With a wonderful reverence and a beautiful vision of that great man, the crowd began to cease, and then in turn poured towards the city.

In the void, looking at the light blooming on Garudi's body, a strange being with a cloak and only a pair of flashing red eyes threw a shackled thing from the air.

The thing was translucent and had a star-like sheen.

A strong thought came.

[This is not a place where you can come and go when you want. Bet all your souls! Whoever is defeated will be completely wiped out. Whether it is past, present, future, or all parallel worlds!Only those who are willing to follow this principle are qualified to enter this final stage!]

As soon as the other party made a move, the situation immediately changed, and there was a mysterious mystery that even the wisest sages might not be able to study thoroughly in their lifetime.

Not only did the other party use what kind of mysterious power, but also crushed the bigwigs of the Galactic Order Council with a higher degree of mystery, and they were stunned to use this almost neutral law to restrict the input of external forces.

Garbage cannon fodder doesn't matter.

The existence above the hero level, please weigh it yourself.

Apparently the anti-kings have discovered one of the player's secrets - these guys are not really in the world.

The council uses a multi-threaded soul projection method to support the player's entry, and it is too troublesome to interfere with it all, which does not mean that the anti-kings can't do something.

Their approach is simple and crude.

The ants can be ignored, and when the strong come in, they must be mentally prepared to fight for their lives.

This is the law of order!

Once it is proposed, even the parliament can only pinch its nose and admit it.

I don't know who came up with this wonderful way to limit the [order] of the council with a partial [order] and how fair it is.

Spirit-level powerhouses often have incarnations, doppelgangers, and the like, and they can cast their own will-filled existences into distant worlds or even parallel worlds at will.

This undoubtedly restricts the intervention of the gods.

You want to come in?

Distinguished by the body, we will not accept it!

This time, even the Guardian's side was frightened.

Daria really didn't know that the female paladin Garudi, who looked like his woman no matter how she looked at it, sent by Jason actually had such a Sage card hidden in her body.

If a true Sage is willing to descend across time and space, this will undoubtedly be a great help to the Guardians.

After all, any sage is an existence in the multiverse in the name of benevolence and great virtue in a certain world. A Sage is at least equivalent to an overlord-level hero, or even a demigod.

However, does the other party dare to come in?

Miss Garudi closed her eyes tightly and walked down the stairs to the city wall.

"I look to heaven in despair, the people here need the light of hope, the future here needs justice to guard, if you believe in this, please answer my call...... I am willing to sacrifice this body as the cornerstone of you......"

A resounding response rang out in the void.

[I - respond to your righteousness!]

Under the nervous gaze of everyone, the vague figure on Jia Ludi's body gradually became clear, her facial features and figure changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when the sage finally came, everyone was stunned.

"How is it Duck Gallud again!?"

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py's book "We Wild Monsters Don't Want to Die",This book claims to be written by Meng Xin.,It's as true as I claim to be 20 years old.,The fourth day disaster text.。

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