The glow in the crystal was mesmerizing, and Elder Grayskin gently lowered it back to the base of the rock with his withered twig-like fingers. The shallow flowing light reflected the gray rock wall in the darkness and the brightness in everyone's eyes.

"In those ancient times, the seeds sprouted among the rocks, and they grew luxuriantly and formed towering trees. The rivers that rush through the earth take here as their source and pass through the earth, shaping everything on this land. ”

"Thanks to you for sending it back, hopefully it's still too late."

"Short whiskers, it's ......" Time Reflection couldn't help but ask.

Grayskin looked back at the human. "The earth will hurt, but it will always heal the wounds, we are the people of the earth, and the beard will be healed."

The leader of the Holy White Stone couldn't help but turn his head and look at his own people on the left and right, no one spoke—but the Paparal girl on the side looked at them and asked, "What are you going to do next?" ”

She knew what had happened before, and she was quite appreciative of the choices of these people.

The head of the Holy White Stone sighed softly:

"Let's win the battle now."

Mei Yi nodded: "Yes, but the Heart of the Mountain has returned here, and we are not hopeless for the next battle." ”

The Treant Elder was looking up, looking at the thick roots that had passed through the rock formations that had endured so many years to defend the place. And it seems to see the towering ancient trees on the ground, which have guarded the time here for almost eternity for countless years.

It sighed:

“…… The next thing is up to Lord Moon Arit. ”

……

The forest was turning into a sea of fire, flames peeling and burning in the canopy, embers flying, and the light of the fire illuminated the side of Sylvid's face, and she took the communication crystal a little rustily and looked at the scene in the forest—a wry smile. "Our captain, the situation here is not good, the defense line is almost unsupportable, they may collapse at any time, it is only a matter of time."

Sky Blue rushed out from the side with her head in her arms, and when she saw Sylvid, she couldn't help but stop, and shouted: "Sister Sylvede, why are you still here, everyone is ready to retreat, let's escape with the others!" She turned to see the communication crystal in Sylvid's hand, and her eyes couldn't help but light up: "Is this Brother Ed?" ”

Sky Blue trotted all the way over, grabbed Sylvide's hand, and shouted exaggeratedly: "Brother Ed, come and save us!" We're going to die, the monster is in, help! ”

Sylvid looked at the little girl with a little amusement, and turned back to look at the hellish forest, longing for the figures to continue to withdraw from the front line. Flames of destruction fell from the sky in the darkness, ploughing like scalpels over the forest, golden light illuminating her deep, blue eyes.

In that direction, there were several towering black shadows, and occasionally a flickering light illuminated the luster of the crystals on their shells, the crystals layered on top of each other, like thick scales. She looked at the shadows that stood like mountains, and listened to a low howl from afar, a penetrating sound that seemed to make the whole forest boil, piercing the soul, and the animals in the burning woodland were scattering and fleeing.

They gradually brightened, and the light flowed on each crystal scale, and converged into a point, and when the brightness reached its maximum, a rain of light was excited, and the light struck the forest one after another, and the rising flames carried a sense of destruction in it.

That's the disordered overseers, and the densely packed guards of disorder beneath their feet are nothing more than pediatrics in comparison. But the light faded in the darkness, and lit up, and so on—and kept illuminating the flat backs of the monsters, layer upon layer, forming an undulating ocean in the darkness. Countless rocks tumbled and flew towards the human position, almost plowing the ground of the thorny front, and from time to time someone flew up and fell, turning into white light.

At the very front of the battlefield are the disorganized minions of the dark and dreary waters, which are completely unrecognizable, except for the rolling waves, which engulf everything when a storm rises on the surface of the sea. At first, there were occasional counterattacks on the front, and a bit or two of magical light swept over the battlefield, illuminating the dark and dreary sea. But then, the defending side gradually lost any voice.

The beeping and burning of the canopy, the screaming of the rocks flying through the air in the darkness, the dull sound of the rocks tumbling and falling into the woodland, the squeaks and creaks of the trees not far away, the occasional roar of monsters from afar on the battlefield, and the quiet breathing of the maiden.

In the communication channel, Fang Yu tried to make his voice steady: "I'll be there soon, Sylvide, give me a little more time-"

Sylvid smiled and replied, "You know, I'll always give you time, my captain. ”

"Ahh ”

If Fang Yu could get out of the communication crystal immediately, she would be dead, but Tianlan was squeezing at the ship's officer, who just smiled.

She asked softly, "You're going to die, do you have any last words for Mr. Luo Yu?" ”

"He, hmph, I don't care about him."

The walnuts in the ground pulled Betty out of the sea of fire, and when they saw the two of them, they couldn't help but stop: "Miss Sylvide, the front is no longer defended, but everyone has a dispute about where to stay, and the tree people do not plan to retreat, some people are ready to evacuate to the ash forest, see if it can hold out for a while, what should we do?" ”

Sylvade looked at the crystal in her hand and was about to speak.

But it was at that time that a dazzling light came into the eyes of several people-

……

Even though they have the same language, it is often difficult for people to convince each other -

When the Crystal army poured in, despair spread like a rolling tide, the lines of defense vanished one by one, and the battlefield seemed to be surrounded by enemies on all sides. From time to time, white lights rose in the darkness, and a team, two teams, dimmed from above the communication channel.

Everything seems irreparable, and the first thing that comes to people's minds is not to be united, but to quarrel with each other at this last moment.

"Retreat retreat, where can they retreat, behind them is the ash forest, can they hold up a little longer than here? Defending this line of defense is to hold our last chance, and once we are done here, we will all play together, at best, it will be the difference between dying early and dying late - I think these bastards are just peeing their pants in fear, a bunch of boneless opportunists! ”

The Great Swordsman threw the communication crystal in his hand to the ground as if it were his enemy. The people around them looked at each other, and a pinnacle was whistling over their heads, crashing into the burning bushes behind them, sending up a scattered spark.

People looked back in that direction, and in the face of the unstoppable monster, they were like a burning bush, ready to turn into a handful of ashes.

Someone whispered, "...... The Treants are not going to retreat, Captain, what are we going to do? ”

"That's just right!"

The great swordsman pulled out the giant sword stuck in the ground, looked at everyone around him, and looked at everyone around him, his eyes were firm, "You have all heard my words, stay in this place, at most, you will not die for a moment." Leaving with them is at best a late death. But stay in this place, and you are dying heroically, like a warrior, not a wreck. Everyone came together temporarily, and I understand that you all have your own ideas, and I don't force you, you can stay or leave with them. ”

"But I've decided to stay, to fight side by side with the treemen, and I'm going to die, and I'm going to face the enemy, not my back to the other," he said, "and that's all I have to say, you can go." ”

But people looked at each other, and everyone looked like they had roots under their feet.

A little girl weakly held her staff and whispered, "But Commander, I—I'm not a warrior." ”

The crowd burst into a low laugh.

The Great Swordsman couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

In the midst of the burning forest, several teams were preparing to evacuate from the thorny front.

Although it was an evacuation, it was not scattered and fled, and it still appeared orderly when it broke away from the defensive line. Those who left last were looking back at those who had stayed, somewhat incomprehensible.

"These barbarians' brains are like iron, what can they change if they stay, when will they change such a self-proclaimed heroic style of giving away people's heads for nothing?"

The deputy was looking a little angry: "The thorny front line has been broken, why do you have to rely on a line of defense to fight the opponent?" For now, gather everyone and retreat into the ash forest, preserve as much vitality as possible, and hold on to the second line of defense is the king-"

The head of the regiment looked at his colleagues and shook his head: "Their choice is not necessarily wrong, and the tree people have stayed. We made this choice because I felt that the power of the Heart of the Tree should go beyond that - I gathered some intel, just thinking that if the front line was broken, we could delay the Ashforest a little longer. ”

"Planning and then acting is the king." The deputy muttered.

The former smiled and made two strokes on the sand with his staff: "Actually, sometimes it doesn't necessarily, it looks more like a gamble now, if you lose the bet, maybe as the guy said, we are no different from them, but we just die early and die later." ”

"But what if you win the bet?"

"Won the bet?" The head of the regiment looked in that direction: "If the bet wins, even if we die, we can keep the seeds, so that their efforts will not be in vain," he smiled again and turned around: "Of course it's not that noble, it's just that I invested so much in the early stage, and I don't want the investment to go to waste." The Heart of the Tree is still here, and we can continue to recoup our costs—"

At this time, someone ran out of breath from the forest:

"Commander, someone has contacted us."

The deputy turned his head and waved his hand impatiently: "It's those barbarians again, let them go and fight those monsters on their own, we have made up our minds to evacuate, and we will never stay for any reason." ”

"No, it's not," the man quickly shook his head, "it's the poet." ”

"The poet?"

The deputy paused for a moment before he reacted: "Cuiye, aren't he and his team also planning to retreat, what are they making trouble about?" ”

The sorcerer interrupted him with his hand, stepped forward, and asked, "What did he say?" ”

"He said the man was back......"

……

"They're here again, they're here again, raise their shields, raise their shields, you've got me covered!"

The stout dwarves swung their battle axes above the position, rolling around like a leather ball, roaring like thunder. Every dwarf is a loud voice, whether they are natives or electors.

The dwarf trembled with excitement, his scales trembled, and he repeated loudly as if he had not eaten. Stop this wave, I will double your wages, if you can't stop it, everyone will lose money together! ”

The crystals rained down on the position, sharp shards crashing against the shield, fluttering, and the dwarves, with their sentry helmets and axes, walked up and down the rain unscathed.

Discord's minions slammed into the levee like a wave, and the guards stepped back in unison, and the two dwarven runemasters lit the spell, and the flames swirled and fell between the monsters, forming two bright flashes of light. The shockwave from the explosion exploded a gap, causing the crystal monster to retreat slightly.

Behind the crowd, an Elven Quinn kept pulling arrows from the quiver behind him, each arrow almost taking away a disordered minions, sharp arrows that either hit the eye socket or pierced the throat. When he touched the arrow for the thirty-third time, he caught an empty spot, and when he looked back, he found that he had run out of arrows.

But a quiver full of arrows flew sideways, and a human ranger threw his quiver over and shouted, "Use mine." ”

"Thank you."

The elf took the arrow and nodded.

"Aren't you afraid?" The human ranger asked, looking at him a little curiously.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

"I heard you're indigenous."

"Our understanding of life is a little different from yours," the elf shook his head, "Besides, in your terms, this is only one-fifth of the starlight, isn't it?" ”

The Human Ranger couldn't help but laugh: "You're really interesting, but the regimental commander definitely doesn't think so, I heard that he has invested a lot of money in this place, bought a lot of supplies, and is preparing to do a big job." Do you look at that guy's appearance, does he look like a gambler with a red eye? Haha, I've heard you guys have a lot of jokes about dwarves, they're notoriously misers. ”

The elf smiled, "But he, like you, is the Chosen One. ”

"It doesn't make a difference, guess why he chose a dwarf?"

But they suddenly stopped chatting, because they both received a communication request at the same time.

"Tomorrow they were, didn't they retreat to the ash forest?" The Human Ranger looked at the communication request and muttered a little in surprise.

However, the two still chose to accept it at the same time, after all, on the battlefield, any delay in information can be fatal. But after only a moment, the two of them were in unison again, because after joining that communication channel, what they saw was not the imaginary leader, but another message:

Columba invites you to the channel: Battlefield Communications, channel managers: Columba, Emerald Wild, Tomorrow, Ten Nights, TNA......

"It's him......" Seeing this name, the human ranger couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and the long list of names and IDs of each team leader behind the channel manager also seemed to explain what this temporary communication channel meant.

There was a moment of silence in the channel, and then a slightly disturbing, deliberately thickened voice came:

"Guys, the counteroffensive has begun."

The familiar voice silenced everyone.

But immediately, another rude voice rang out: "I said that you guys are really as good as you say, and you let us pigeons not talk about it, and now you are talking this nonsense?" ”

The Ranger wiped his face, recognizing it as the voice of their leader, the hot-tempered dwarf. Although it is not wrong to say this, he always feels that he is so arrogant in front of everyone, and there is always a little shame.

The elf coughed lightly.

However, the words were not rough, and the various heads of the channel couldn't help but discuss, until a rather calm voice spoke: "Your Excellency, can you tell us first, where did you go before?" It wasn't a loud voice, but it made everyone unexpectedly quiet.

Fang Yu also stopped, and only some muffled background noise echoed in the quiet communication channel for a while—in fact, not many people here knew where this mysterious craftsman came from, except for Cui Ye, and the deliberately disguised voice did not contain much real information.

It was only after a moment that he spoke again:

"You'll understand right away."

You'll get it right away?

Everyone was slightly stunned, and even the rude dwarf forgot to scold for a moment - what kind of answer was this, when they were three-year-olds?

But it was at that moment that the underground world suddenly changed to a certain extent, and the feeling was minimal, but it lingered in everyone's hearts. They were slightly stunned, but then, immediately they felt the source of this change—

At that moment, the battlefield was becoming quiet, the burning flames, the screams that broke through the air, the wails of dying, the roars, all the sounds, all the sounds, were gone.

It was as if a ghost had appeared on the battlefield, swallowing up all the sounds that could be heard. There was only a blank space in the world of hearing, whether high or low, all vibrations had stopped, and it was only in the silence that they heard another voice—a thin, buzzing trembling sound.

The voice seemed to come from another world, sometimes low, sometimes sharp, almost indiscernible when low, as if it pierced the mind. Everyone couldn't help but open their mouths wide at that moment, and it seemed to be pitch black in their field of vision.

They had heard it a while ago, only this moment was clearer.

And at that moment, another voice came from the darkness:

"Look up."

It was like a command, and it was the moment when the light was born, a pure source of light in the infinite darkness, and it was falling from the top of the rock beneath the earth.

It was a flame, and the heart of the mountain was re-lit, like a bright sun, and it was even brighter than before.

And in this dazzling light, it seems to be carrying the new green like a dream. Fang Yu was slowly putting down the communication crystal in his hand, and raised his head to look at the source of all the light above the rock top, as if it was shining on the forest beneath the ground as always.

Then in his heart, an old voice was coming:

"Thank you, young human."

"Without the heart of the mountain, it would be difficult for me to suppress the power of the crystal, but now there is room for redemption, and I will clear the way for you...... But then, I'll leave it to you. ”

An invisible ripple was sweeping through the entire underground, it was the force of nature in the midst of recovery, and the great earthquake roared, allowing the majestic life to slowly rise from under the soil, curling leaves, with a touch of touching green.

And one after another, the thick vines that broke through the rock formations and rolled out, each like the long tail of a giant serpent, swung and swept the disordered minions across the battlefield, knocking them to pieces.

More tiny tendrils were also rising from beneath the ground, wrapping around every inanimate crystal structure, immobilizing the monsters and digging into every crack between the rocks, causing them to crumble under the unending force.

Within the reach of the light, the crystal monsters on the battlefield were falling one by one, as if another guardian under the ground was truly revealing its power at this moment.

It was the power of life, from the favor of Ameya, the power of nature.

Everyone froze.

……

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