The group stepped onto the second light bridge, and the dragon minions surrounding behind them came to an abrupt end, and there seemed to be an invisible boundary between the light bridge and the edge of the rock pillar, so that these dark creatures did not dare to cross a single step over the thunder pool. But suddenly, there was a burst of screams from the strange group, and many dragon claws with wings growing on their backs flew into the air, like black pressing a large group of bats, and flapped their wings in this direction.

Fang Yu couldn't help but be startled when he saw this, and couldn't help but subconsciously think about what Miss Scarpe would do in such a situation.

But he suddenly realized that his idea was a bit naïve - because not every time Miss Scarpe could tell him the answer, Fang Yu couldn't help but take a light breath, remembering his current identity and responsibility, and telling himself in his heart that as a team leader, he must first calm down.

When he looked back, the flight trajectories of those 'big bats' were no longer so unpredictable, and as a combat craftsman who was no stranger to flying posture and technique, the latter's flight speed and intentions naturally became clear at a glance.

Fang Yu was sure in his heart, and immediately whispered an order in the channel: "Don't worry about them, don't stop, keep moving forward!" The crossbowman explodes the crossbow bolt and prepares it again, delaying the scale by 1.3 and azimuth at 7 o'clock, and firing a round is OK. ”

The team had already crossed the midpoint of the second light bridge, and the ruins above the second pillar were close at hand, larger than the previous one, and looked like a realm of the dead. Dense crowds of undead huddled at the edge of the cliff, waiting for them to get closer, and even a few ghouls or skeletons were squeezed off the cliff in disproportionate numbers and fell into the sea of lava, turning into a dazzling flash of light.

By this time, the crossbowman had already projected the second round of explosive crossbow bolts since the beginning of the war, and the flash exploded in the cluster of dragon's minions, and the blast wind caused the 'big bats' in mid-air to sway from side to side, and rain down one by one.

"Exactly."

People around the world watching this scene through light screens couldn't help but have a common thought in their hearts at this moment.

Most of them are not really masters, and those in the second and third stages occupy the majority of the First World Electors, and these people's judgment of the 'Explosive Crossbow Bolt' is naturally not as accurate as that of the Virus, Dawn, and Stygian, and of course they don't understand what is difficult about this round of shooting.

But this did not prevent these 'fierce-eyed' and 'strict-mouthed' onlookers from giving the highest praise to this round of shooting - without it, because the effect of the shooting was clearly visible, and the falling pieces of dragon minions could speak for themselves.

The criteria by which people are judged are often simple, because they only look at the results.

"I saw it," someone described to others, "it was the order from the commander." ”

"He's so young, he's still a big boy."

"His mask is so cool—"

"I wonder what his name is?"

"That's his crossbowmen, what kind of ability is this, I can have such a group of subordinates."

But Fang Yu didn't know how many people were judging them at the moment.

He looked back at the dragon minions that fell from the sky, and suddenly a thought occurred in his heart, although not every one, but the dragon minions have the ability to fly, at least the higher they are, the more they seem to have the strength close to that of the dragon.

First it is similar to the appearance of a dragon and a human, plus the ability to fly, and then what will it be?

Will it turn into a real dragon?

The so-called dragon minions are actually nothing more than those creatures and souls who were bewitched by the dark dragon in their lifetime, they were stained with the blood of the demon dragon, and gave the dark dragon the power of almost immortality, but the corresponding price was to become the servants of the dark power forever.

Fang Yu didn't understand whether such a choice was worth it for these people - what was the difference between eternity without free will and the walking dead?

"But what about free will?"

"The only eternity in this world is eternal thinking."

"Freedom is just a kind of cage for thinking."

A whispering voice suddenly came straight into his head.

The voice was loud and wide, as if it were an elder who had taught earnestly, and with a wise eye, he had seen through the ultimate truth of the universe.

Fang Plover was shocked, he looked left and right, and found Sarutaka watching their battle coldly, and he intuitively felt that the voice was not coming from the other party. He couldn't help asking, "Miss Tata, did you hear a voice?" ”

The latter looked a little puzzled, tilted his little head to look at him, and shook his head.

And the sound was like an illusion.

Disappear again.

Fang Yu had a faint feeling that the voice seemed to be describing to him what kind of existence the dragon minions, the Eternals, were not as simple and simple as people imagined.

Sarutaka had inadvertently revealed some surprising information that the Dark Dragons were created by them, so the power of the Dragon's minions should not only come from the Dark Dragons that enslaved them.

Rather, it should come from the deeper Void - perhaps as described in the history of the Second Scourge Descending, which brought giants and dark dragons with it.

So that voice, is it verdant?

In an instant, all kinds of thoughts came one after another, Fang Yu was shocked into a cold sweat, he didn't dare to think deeply about this problem in this place, his face was a little pale and he retracted his mind, only to find that the team had come to the other end of the light bridge.

The undead are at hand.

Under KUN's orders, everyone changed formations, and the squad that had been guarding the caster and ranged class from impact in the back also interspersed with the crowd and came to the front to further thicken the frontal attack arrows. The distance of the charge was in sight, and the knights once again raised their swords - without waiting for orders, after a successful breakout, the high morale had allowed their autonomy to reach its peak.

Everyone consciously drank the stamina potion, and then backhanded the cooling crystal into the magic furnace.

The aetheric guide on the magic furnace was already bright and almost blazing gold, and the surging magic power and soaring battle intent made everyone feel as if they had endless power, and those weak bone frames were not worth mentioning in the eyes of everyone at this moment, and the silver arrows cut into the sea of undead from the front.

But as soon as Fang came into contact, everyone felt blocked.

The level of the undead has also been increased.

Fang Yu immediately understood the problem, Sarutaka's power was weakening, while Toragotos's power was increasing, the strength of both sides was decreasing, and the black holy city's confusion became less stable.

It was already snatching the lizardmen's god's power, and once its power reached a tipping point, it was conceivably difficult to stop it from invading.

But he was also aware of the problem.

Naturally, the rest of the people in the command center were not much slower than him.

"They've slowed down—"

"Sarutaka's power is waning."

"The level of those undead has exceeded the trial limit."

"Miss Virus, can you help over there?"

Virus shook her head, if it was just one or two high-level undead, she could still find a way to help them find their weaknesses, but in a battle of this scale, data analysis was no longer of much use. What's more, there is not only one kind of undead on the island.

"Assuming that Toragotos' power continues to grow, I am afraid that it will be even more difficult in the future."

"It has to be picked up even faster!"

Chenxi turned around and said, "Ming, let that little guy over there work harder." ”

But the Styx shook his head and did not speak.

She knew, and the little guy was certainly aware of the predicament they were facing, but it wasn't a situation that could be overcome by willpower, and the suppression of rank was sometimes less pronounced in Aitalia—because there were many geniuses who could fight across tiers.

But sometimes, it's like a chasm that can't be bridged, especially in such a large-scale battle environment, the level advantage is too obvious.

What could he do?

She thought to herself.

Unconsciously, everyone seems to regard this big boy as an omnipotent existence, but even if he is a genius, there is a moment when he stops. There are always situations in this world that cannot be changed by manpower.

Fang Yu paused.

He looked around, everyone was in a hard battle, although after a successful round of breakthroughs, Ruhong's momentum made everyone excited, and the exhaustion of his body seemed to be hidden under the temporary frenzy.

But he knew that if the battle dragged on, the exhaustion would be magnified exponentially, and that they would not be able to move an inch.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but he finally made up his mind and shouted in a low voice, "First and second squads, berserk potion." ”

"So early!?"

Not only the people of Silver Vislan in the middle of the battle, but also everyone in the emergency command center were taken aback.

Berserk Potions also arrived with military supplies - not so much precious, but often a must-have in all kinds of campaigns and missions. And it usually doesn't take much, a bottle is enough, because it can greatly increase the strength of the Strength Selector for a short period of time, just like the Berserker's Rage ability, but the potion is also very negative.

The period of debilitation that follows the berserk alone lasts for half an hour, not to mention the negative punishment of experience, so these drugs are often seen as a last resort by the Elector, but now that they have only just arrived on the second island, it seems that there is still a long way to go before the concept of 'finality'.

Let a third of the team take the Berserk Potion now, and what will happen to the two islands after that?

But Chenxi and the others immediately understood—the other party probably couldn't care so much.

Indeed, Fang Yu was not hot-headed at all, on the contrary, he was extremely calm now, and he was keenly aware that if they were slowed down here, the further back they went, the greater the resistance they would encounter.

As Torragotos' power grows stronger, they may not be able to reach the third or even the fourth island at all.

Although it seems to be a strategy to quench your thirst, there is only one way to choose it at the moment.

Fang Yu actually knew in his heart that this task itself was a desperate choice, and Toragotos had planned a plan for dozens or hundreds of years, leaving them not many opportunities. If you can't find the only ray of life in a desperate situation, this 'mission' may be difficult to complete.

Southern Continent.

The whole port of Golande is now in a state of silence.

As mentioned earlier, the Rage Elixir is not a precious potion, and ordinary people above the Second Order often come into contact with this type of potion, and for this reason, it has a great reputation among the Electors and the Natives.

But here it is a berserk potion—

That's a little too early anyway.

Everyone understands that this potion is a symbol of desperateness, and how can such a choice be made when it is not in a desperate situation. They only had to look at the endless sea of the dead to understand how resolute this order was.

Obviously, it was going well before, but all of a sudden, things took a turn for the worse.

People held their breath as if they had just remembered that if the people in the picture failed, the kingdom's island of Fenris would become a historical name on that day. And they don't even know that it is more than 100,000 lives, countless families – husbands, wives and their children.

Eventually, it will turn to ashes.

The people of Silver Vislan hesitated for a moment, but instinctively chose to obey Fang Yuan's orders, because from the time they cooperated until now, the other party rarely seemed to make wrong judgments.

Although they don't belong to the same guild.

But to the surprise of the knights, they seemed to have become accustomed to the command of such a captain.

He may not be omnipotent, but at least he has a clear conscience.

People threw their heads up and poured furious potions.

After a few moments, they raised their heads, their eyes seemed to be flashing with golden rage, and a boundless flame of rage poured out from their hearts, and this flame was transformed into a tangible attribute on the panel, and it was immediately reflected under the advance of the knights.

The vastly increased attack power and attack speed compensated for the slight loss of accuracy, and the undead suddenly noticed that the enemies in front of them had changed—though they probably didn't have the ability to think like such, and the swath of bone racks and ghouls fell to the ground like stubble of wheat harvested after autumn.

After a moment's pause, Silver Veslan's team finally picked up speed once more, cleaving the waves in the sea of the undead.

They began to move forward.

Under the light curtain, the crowd finally let out a cheer, but it was not too enthusiastic, because everyone understood that there was actually a dark cloud hanging over the current success, which was a sign of the dense thorns that would be planted in the future.

There are also two islands.

How do you get through?

But Fang Yuan's face was a little serious, in fact, he didn't think so much in his heart, he now had only one purpose, that is, how to move forward faster. He glanced at his pocket watch, and had wasted a lot of time in this breakout, seven minutes had passed, and two-thirds of the time was still missing.

He looked up, silently estimating the distance ahead—the ruins had been split in two by a rift due to the previous earthquake, there was no way there, and it would have been more time to travel from beneath the rift.

Fortunately, there were some towers near the rift, which he had planned to use as bridges, and he was pulling the Paparals over and asking him if he could blow them down from the designated direction with explosive bolts.

If that doesn't work, you'll have to get closer and then place the explosives.

Parker shook his head repeatedly, although the explosive shot was one of the most damaging skills below level fifteen, it was not to the extent that it could easily blow up a solid stone building, not to mention the second-order-among the entire third-order Electors, I am afraid that few of them had such an ability.

Fang Yu frowned, there were a large number of explosive crystals among the supplies sent by the military, and it was not a worry that these explosives would not be able to blow down those towers to form a bridge, but that would take a lot of time.

After all, the duration of the berserk potion was limited, and he was worried that the buff state might not be able to hold on until that time.

But just as he was thinking of an alternative, a bright light suddenly flashed from a tower behind the rift in front of him, and everyone was stunned, and then they saw a golden-red beam of light fly over the battlefield and land among the undead.

The firelight dragged a long tail flame, and the moment it landed, it exploded into a golden sea of fire, and dozens of ghouls turned into ashes in the flames, and the shockwave swept the surrounding undead away.

"Fireball!"

Fang Yu raised his head unexpectedly.

It was only a moment later that he saw a group of Electors running out of the broken street above the rift, who seemed to have arranged in advance to pull down an obelisk in that direction with a cable.

The obelisk groaned in weigh, and fell between the rift with a thud, the spire just reaching the cliff at this end, forming a long bridge right above the rift.

The Electors hurriedly beckoned to them in that direction.

"Quick!"

The other shouted and jumped, shouting:

"Silver Vislan brothers, come here!"

Fang Yu froze in place, he originally wanted to ask in a loud voice who you are, but suddenly closed his mouth.

He raised his hand, controlled the glove to lift it slightly, and a command flew into the sky above the abyss—

It's not just him.

Everyone under the light curtain had already seen through the magnified picture the emblem pinned to their chests - pale yellow, like amber, shining with the brilliance of the stars inside, and its shape was actually an equally scaled model of the stargate ring.

Not only the Electors, but also the Aborigines know the name of this emblem - the Ring of the Stargate.

As for these people, who they are and what their names are, it doesn't really matter that much. Because people understand that when they wear this badge, they are really left with only one identity.

They are the generation born from the Stargate Declaration.

They are all the Elect.

It is a forerunner who passes through the stargate and carries the ideals of mankind.

"Look!"

Above Golland's square, someone suddenly shouted.

Only then did people see that the Clockwork Fairy's vision was rising under the control of the Plover, and the scene above the ruins of several surrounding rock pillars was reflected in the picture—people could see that many people were rushing out of the ruins from all directions, walking onto the light bridge, and converging in this direction.

And in the vision of high school, these callers are as small as ants.

But people can't agree with it in their hearts.

They didn't feel small, but rather sublime.

The communication channel of the emergency command center was suddenly filled with all kinds of tones from different places.

"Elector ID079052163H this is the Heavens, and we have seen your people!"

"Summoner ID079043992H I'm Slvas, yes, it's the Slvas before, there are too many enemies, but I'll try to speed it up."

"Silver Veslan friends, hold on, we'll be there soon!"

Everyone in the hall listened silently to the fluctuating communications.

The officers all solemnly took off their hats and silently placed them on their chests.

These voices vary in intonation, some even have some dialect pronunciations, either high-pitched, low-pitched, some serious, some frivolous, but either one, they all express a common meaning:

We are still here, fighting side by side with you who have chosen to fight.

He didn't choose to leave, or give up.

Although they were in the center of the battlefield, the knights of Silver Vislan suddenly felt a little quiet in their hearts, and they listened to the rustling of communications coming from various channels, although the duration of the berserk potion was nearly halfway over, and its effect seemed to be beginning to fade.

But the crowd did not feel the slightest weakness, on the contrary, they seemed to faintly feel a heroic and fearless spirit, which was spreading from a soft place in their hearts.

Fang Yu picked up the communication crystal and replied in a low voice:

"This is Silver Vislan."

"We're here."

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