The sound of war cries on the other side of the mountain range could be heard far away in the silent mountains of the evening.

The Indigenous coalition is located on the front of the Dark Fort, where a wide winding road leads to the military complex at the top of the mountain.

"The Rock Lord's legions are on the attack!"

The Heim priest Morlandale of Herruswa, the head of the Asbrewin army, Gallup, the harpist's leader, Celeria, and the silver-haired swordsman of the House of Ipgil, Alamil, could all clearly hear the roar echoing through the mountains.

"We echo them, attack!" The head of the army, Gallup, turned around and walked towards the five hundred elite red-robed soldiers he had brought with him.

"The warriors of Heim are not afraid of war!"

The semi-legendary priest Morondale also shouted to the two hundred Templars, "Tell me, what should the fighters of Haim do if someone threatens the city protected by Haim with a sword and sword, and destroys the peace and stability of the city?" ”

"Sacrifice yourself, protect the weak, and maintain order!"

The two hundred Templars replied in unison.

The knights were all dressed in immaculate, shiny full-body armor, and helmets without masks, with a white feather standing prominently on the top of the helmet.

The captain of the knights wears a large red cloak over his armor, but the knights, regardless of their status, have a golden eye on their chest and vest that never closes—the Awake Eye!

This means that the knights are from the most elite group of the Heim Church!

"It's time to uphold the honor of Ypjir!"

Alamil stood in front of three hundred warriors, all of whom were taken in by the Ipugil family to take in homeless street children. The specially trained and organized family armament is no weaker than Haim's 'Awake Eye' group in terms of the elite level of the individual.

A warrior who pursues personal strength. Naturally, it was impossible to wear heavy armor that was clumsy, and they uniformly wore light chain mail marked with the inrest of the Ipugil family, some with swords, others with scimitars, and a variety of weapons.

"Ipujir!"

The warriors raised their weapons and let out a battle cry.

The harpist leader Selelia and the harpist Luha and the harpist master Guy watched the leaders of several forces mobilize the legions under their command for war, and their eyes were full of waves.

"Do only what is necessary, not more. Don't let the results exceed expectations. Luha, a harp master who couldn't see the strength clearly, reminded lightly.

This phrase is equivalent to the code of conduct for the members of the harpist.

"yes." Selelia curtailed the fluctuations in her eyes and smiled softly. "We've done what was required, escorting the coalition forces safely to the Dark Keep, where too many evil tentacles tried to harass the coalition forces. But they were all stopped by the gallant harpist scouts. ”

"We have lost more than a hundred ordinary harpist scouts this time, and more than a dozen elite harpist players." Master Harpist Guy said in a deep voice.

"But that's not the end of it."

Harp master Ruha suddenly said, "I faintly smell the scent of a believer in Ciric, probably an old friend of mine. ”

"Believer Cirek, old friend?" Selelia and Master Harpist Guy looked at each other in surprise. "Is it the voters of Ciric. Malik, also here? ”

"Yes, that cuckold Humpty Dumpty." A sneering smile tugged at the corner of the female mage's mouth.

Bang.

Bursts of explosions spread through the fortress complex at the top of the mountain.

Three thousand legions of players crossed the cliff, front-row fighters jumped onto the wall and fought the Dark Soldiers in hand-to-hand combat, the Dark Castle's spell enchantment automatically marked the intruders, and the piercing sound of magical sirens echoed in the sky.

The casters stood under the black walls and threw out three- and four-ring summoning spells. Elemental and celestial creatures wreak havoc on the walls.

"Activate the Spell Guard!"

On the watchtower of the outer wall, the dark general Harage watched the fortress in flames. His expression was cold.

At Harwich's command, a tall constructed iron golem lined up and walked out of the warehouse.

The Iron Golem was wrapped in a strange layer of steel immune to magic, three or four meters tall, holding a combat dagger in each hand, they were arranged in formation, and the mouthparts in their mouths were constantly spewing poisonous gas.

Many of the Rock Leader's warrior players were injured by poison gas, failed to exempt their physique, and their HP dropped, but this time the Rock Territory War was well prepared, and almost everyone brought an antidote potion.

The Iron Golem crushed over in groups, the Rock Leader players did not collapse, and the experienced Long Yan opened the aura of the Holy Warrior and rushed to kill in the Iron Golem group, and shouted loudly: "The electric shock spell can cause a sluggish effect on the Iron Golem, quickly call the mage group, slow down these iron lumps!" ”

"Legion Leader, the spell is suppressed in the city wall, and even if it is cast, it will be absorbed by the enchantment!" The priest who was next to Long Yan and gave him blood panted.

Long Yan was stunned, and then roared: "Then disperse, use the terrain to fight, and you can't go head-to-head with the Iron Golem Group!" ”

A similar scene plays out in multiple areas of the Dark Keep.

The airborne sneak attacks of many main battle legions in the rock collar have been frustrated, and Long Yan's psychological quality is quite strong, so he will not lose his calm, but he also has a lot of anger in his heart.

As soon as they threw their fists, it was as if they had been held down on the head, and the feeling of being too powerful to do so was a huge blow to morale.

"Good!"

Seeing this, Harlech, the front-line commander of the Dark Keep, muttered in a low voice, "But there are too many of them, and if they want to completely extinguish them in a short time, they must ask Pergost to use the enchantment authority, activate the magic cannon, and bombard them on a large scale." ”

"And, the Flying Cavalry Regiment is also going to be dispatched!"

Harlech summoned a dark messenger to the watchtower, and then watched the messenger disappear incognito, frowning and muttering, "Pergost is very suspicious, is he willing to dispatch his descendant flying legion at such a sensitive moment......

Bang.

At this moment, there was a sudden tremor behind the watchtower. Harage was shocked, turned around and strode to the lookout on the other side of the watchtower, looked at the scorched smoke rising from the front of the dark fort, took a breath of cold air and said, "Close!" ”

"Estimated four or five thousand!"

Harwich began to look anxious and worried, pacing around the upper echelons of the watchtower. Gritted his teeth and said, "No, I'm going to persuade Pergost in person!" ”

The fact that the Dark General has secretly pledged his allegiance to Dehamon does not mean that he will watch the Dark Keep fall to the Players and the Resistance Alliance.

The echo of war came from the other side. It is undoubtedly a shot in the arm for the rock leader players whose momentum has been suppressed.

The legion commanders with rich experience in leading the group were all chanting, and many warrior players were also shouting, and the black pressure of the crowd suddenly rushed to the Iron Golem and began a wave of counterattacks.

At this time, the underground premises of the Dark Castle.

"The battle on the ground has begun!"

Trickles of sand and gravel fall from the ceiling. Charles was not surprised by the tremors.

"Don't make a sound!" Schillan crept up behind him, a hand on Charles' shoulder. and cast an invisibility spell, sticking to the wall with Charles.

"What the hell are you trying to do?!"

The lone demon suddenly shouted.

"Hehe, what are you doing?" The Divine Servant of the Dark Sun let out a shrill laugh. "Lord Malik, Lord Dehamon, are you not going to do it yet? Don't miss the opportunity! ”

The voters of the dark day walked out of a room in a hurry, looked at the room opposite and said, "Serul Heiji." If this time the Santarim will only send you such a helper. Then the Dark Castle will belong to my lord Dark Sun! ”

"Malik, you are conceited, you are the elect, but you think that with your own strength, you can eat me? It's just a hero professional! ”

A cold, sarcastic female voice said lightly.

"I'm sorry, Master Malik won't make a move!" The half-legendary priest Dihamon stepped forward, wielding a high-level mace that shimmered with a powerful magical aura, and clad in chain mail that glowed with golden light. and carried a shield marked with the emblem of the Dark Sun. This is the standard priest's attire.

"Dihamon!"

The female lord of Santil Castle, Serul, was murderous, "You have repeatedly provoked Bane. Provoking my Santarin, we used to tolerate a lot, but now, on behalf of my Lord and Santarin, I officially declare war on you and Darksun and his church! ”

"This is a never-ending holy war!" Serule

"Then let's do a holy war!"

Malik represented the will of the Dark Sun, and said coldly: "The Dark Fortress can only have one master, the Dark Sun Church has tolerated your Bane Church for too long, and this time it is time to get your things back!" ”

[Ashes] (Seven Rings)!

The half-legendary priest Dihamon took a step forward, chanting a magic spell in his mouth, and a special silver emblem engraved with curse runes floated in front of him, emitting a dazzling divine aura as the spell progressed, and gradually weathered and shattered.

This is a Death Finger Aka Magic!

However, the magic technique of [Ashes and Ashes] is more hidden, with no obvious traces of rays, almost silently. If the recipient's own tenacity is not immune, they will be properly killed, the corpse will also be destroyed, and ordinary resurrection techniques will not be able to resurrect.

"You're damned!" Locked by the instant death spell, Serule, who was herself Bane's heroic dark guard, screamed, and with a muffled snort, she blocked the [Ashes] and took more than a hundred points of damage.

"Fight back! Counterattack! ”

Celul obviously has a reliance, and she is not afraid of the semi-legendary level Dihamon at all, and directly summons a black war horse with wings through a spell, raising her two-handed sword, "[Phantom Charge] (Four Rings)!" ”

The Dark Guardians also have spell-casting abilities, but the four rings are their limit.

Together with her mount, Serul was teleported four or five meters away in front of Dihamon by the [Phantom Charge] spell for a short distance, and then coldly waved her two-handed sword, "[Mortal Fear]! ”

A wave of psychic force field centered on the strike point of the two-handed sword, spreading out in an instant.

"Stupid woman, actually using a mind strike move on the priest?" DeHamon scoffed loudly and slammed a backhand mace into Seluel's black horse mount.

【Poison Strike】(Four Rings)!

The horse immediately fell from the air with a neigh, and Serul rolled on the ground, then rolled to his feet.

The female deity of Lone Demon and Ciric has long since retreated to the side.

They know that they are not the protagonists of this holy war, and that the limelight should be left to the aboriginal NPCs, and they just have to follow the story. (To be continued.) )