Chapter 1381: Now, in the wind
Now, the Wind Realm, the day after the Guardian Temple launched a surprise attack.
The effect of the surprise attack was not obvious, at least the reaction power of these alliance armies of the Eighth Age far exceeded the calculations of the Guardian Temple. Therefore, in the end, we can only achieve results that cannot be considered successful.
"There's no way I can get all the Star Spirit nobles to obey me...... Unless the Lord of the Temple can show up in person. β
In front of Tiarma, the Red Dragon King showed a hint of helplessness, "Moreover, the Eighth Age was unexpectedly able to adapt to the situation of this Wind Realm...... Why were those two God Butcher warships, those magic guide cavalry, so powerful? We also have some star spirits here who have experienced the Great War of the Hundred Clans of the Eighth Age, and according to them, the God Slayer Battleship and the Demon Guide should not have this kind of power! β
Gradually becoming excited, the Red Dragon King glared at Tiarma: "If the original God Slayer Battleship and the Demon Guide Cavalry had this kind of power, maybe the Hundred Clans War of the Eighth Age would have been successful...... Do you think this statement is ridiculous? β
Tiarma, who was flipping through the documents after the attack battle, did not raise her head, and said indifferently: "Do you feel ridiculous?" Or do you also think that the Eighth Age simply could not have had this kind of progress? β
"After the Hundred Races, all living beings have been stripped of their creativity! Even if it is progress, there should be a limit. β
Tiyama raised her head, "But at least they appeared in front of the Guardian Temple, and it was clear that they had broken through this limit. This is the current situation. β
The Red Dragon King sighed, "Lord Tiarma, please tell me...... Is there something behind the Eighth Age that supports them? And we, not only the hall masters, but even the quasi-demon kings, demon kings...... Why is there no news so far? β
"The Red Dragon King. Listen up. I'm just going to do what I'm supposed to do right now, according to what I'm supposed to do. Tiyama said indifferently: "No matter what the demon king, the quasi-demon king, no matter if there is someone behind the Eighth Age...... That's all. Now, please convey my intentions and gather all the nobles of the Astral Spirit and the Lords of the Guardian Hall. β
"This ...... Don't?! β
"Since it's a war, it should look like a war. Since they don't listen. Then follow the rules of wartime. Extremely coldly, the absolutely ruthless voice actually came out of the woman's mouth: "Every era, there is such a rule, and it is the same in the Star Spirit Realm. Tell all the Star Spirit nobles that their most important things are in my hands! β
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"Since it is a war, then casualties are inevitable. I'm not going to say anything comforting here, because I believe you're standing here. They are the best fights, and you are mentally prepared to face anything. And now, let us draw the final curtain with the highest respect for these soldiers who have left a heroic posture on the battlefield. β
It was a funeral, a funeral attended by almost all the Union Army.
After the coffin was closed, as the representative and master of ceremonies for this funeral, the voice of the monarch of the Dragon Empire was so loud. "Everyone! Our future is not far away! Now it's the sixth level, the Wind Realm. More to come! Until eventually, the Astral Spirit Realm will become a paradise for us and other beings of the Eighth Age! β
Thunderous applause.
This made the representatives of the countries in the row above the back seat have to admit that this Dragon Emperor is indeed a guy who thinks he can mobilize emotions. He knew when he had said something and what he had to do.
It's no wonder that a small kingdom was finally able to become the most powerful of all the Eighth Age forces that existed, and even the Night Empire, the most powerful country that had always defaulted, had to admit its own shortcomings at this time. All this in addition to the fact that the Dragon Empire has a large number of excellent Chosen Ones. Have the Wizard Cavalry, own the God Slayer Battleship...... Initially, it was actually just because this young man was behind it.
"After this time, his reputation will increase again, right? The next war, if it can be won until the end. I'm afraid the Dragon Empire is about to become the first person in the eyes of most people. β
Among the countless people who came to watch the ceremony, the voice that was neither salty nor light sounded quietly. Staring at all of this are a pair of very wonderful eyes. Of course, it's not just these eyes that are so beautiful.
It at least has a companion who is not inferior to it.
"Yuro, we broke away from the Listening to the Wind Battleship and came here as small soldiers, and we have been fighting until now...... You still can't put it down? β
The voice rang out again. This is the voice that Princess Yura is familiar with, and this is the voice of Utahime, the voice that accompanies her to this day.
"There's nothing to put down or not to put down...... It's just that the concepts are different, and they are incompatible after all. Princess Youluo looked indifferently at the Dragon Empire on the high platform, and turned away: "He has indeed done much better than me." Now for me...... Enough is enough. β
How many people still remember the woman who single-handedly resisted countless Styx demons before the era was shattered, and even did not hesitate to blow up the Radiant Holy Sword?
Ge Ruji sighed gloomily, and said a little irritably: "It's really hell's persistence...... Fuck the idea, isn't it already okay to be alive? Who can see such an atonement? Who can see the persistence of those pseudo-souls? No one can see it......"
Ge Ruhime couldn't control her feelings, and she was even more reluctant to stay in this place where the fighting spirit was gradually growing at this time, and she left very unmotivated.
The next day, the troops of the Eighth Age were assembled, and the troops of the Boundary Hall were assembled, and the all-out war belonging to the sixth level really began.
Here, it attracts everyone's attention, whether it is heavenly, on the earth, or in the dark, or in the eyes, or incomprehensible, or with ulterior motives, or what has not yet come but has not been missed......
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Wars have always been brutal, so this time it's not bad for a full-scale war...... Aside from the sheer scale, it's not much different.
I just listened every day that the number of deaths was increasing, and every day I was so tired that I went back to my resting place and fell asleep, and I didn't think about anything anymore, not even whether I would survive tomorrow.
Every minute and every second of sleep is so precious...... For the troops of the Eighth Age. For the combined forces of the Temple of the Guardian and the Star Spirit Nobles.
It's like a battlefield that never ends, never stops.
It is written in the seventh day of the first battle...... I'm just a nameless creep from the Eighth Age, but in the future, will anyone be able to read what I have left behind?
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"The situation is not promising...... Our resources are just too much to consume! But the Eighth Age is still well-resourced...... It's weird. β
In the wrong center of the Boundary Guarding Palace, on the combat meeting that would be held on time every day, a great nobleman in charge of the logistics resources of the whole army clicked on the documents in hand. Said with a frown.
"Why is there a shortage of resources? Astral Realm...... Will there be a shortage of resources? Are you kidding? β
The great nobleman who temporarily served as the statistician said coldly: "Of course, the Star Spirit Realm will not lack resources!" There really are unlimited resources here! But because of this, everyone here does not have the idea of accumulating resources! Why? Because resources are so easy to get and readily available to us! But this made us not have the habit of carrying more with us - although almost all the nobles were assembled this time, less than thirty percent of you came with resources! β
"I dared to come immediately when I heard the call of the Boundary Guarding Palace, and I didn't have enough time to prepare!"
"As the long-term administrator of the Star Spirit Realm, shouldn't the Guardian Hall provide the full consumption of this war, right?"
The quarrels, which were not good, began to appear in the Guardian formation on the eighth day. And on this. When the hall master was gone, the highest level, who was supposed to have the highest right to speak, turned a blind eye to it.
The statistician on one side was arguing with more than a dozen nobles, while on the other side, some of the leaders of the Boundary Guarding Hall spoke: "Red Dragon King, why hasn't there been any news from the headquarters in the past few days?" It stands to reason that we already have at least one communication with the headquarters every day. β
"I'm also confused about that. In fact, since three days ago, I sent a team of Wyverns to return, but there is still no news of return? β
"Oh? Whether something has changed. And the Red Dragon King, you deliberately concealed it? β
"Are you questioning my answer?"
"The Three Heavenly Kings are not the Lord of the Temple, but if we all join forces. There was also the impeachment of the Three Days King, and even the refusal of orders from the Three Days King...... Red Dragon King, please remember. β
As the top one, he still ignores this...... In fact, she did not participate in the combat meetings of these days at all.
And the Red Dragon King, in three days, only saw each other twice.
Very short twice. Except for the wayward instruction of 'continue', nothing was gained.
But go ahead...... Will such a joint force be able to continue? The Red Dragon King sighed in his heart - the isolation between the layers was too strong. I'm afraid that except for those demon kings, no one can communicate between the inter-level zones.
However, even so. But there are also responsive solutions...... For example, the two sides are in the passages on both sides of the layer, and they can communicate with each other at any time.
However, there has been no news from the upper district for such a long time, and the team sent has not been able to return...... A bad premonition was growing in the Red Dragon King's heart.
I'm afraid something happened in the upper area.
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"I'm afraid something happened in the lower districts. None of the teams we sent out had any news coming back. β
The battle meeting is not limited to the Guardian Templeβat the same time, the Eighth Age has the same perplexing problems as the Guardian Temple.
"I'm afraid something bad is happening in the lower districts." From Queen Beatrice, who has always been in the rear, "Yes, I want to send more teams back to see what happened." β
"The war has always been very tight, and if the troops are transferred at will at this time, I am afraid that the adverse impact on the future battles will be even greater."
"But please don't forget that Ansheng's country is our foundation, we are fighting here, and what is happening in our country is still unclear...... Have your heads been blinded by war, and have become the most ordinary mush? Queen Edith clapped her palms and said angrily.
"Then, according to Her Majesty's wishes, send a few more teams back to check, and let them return as soon as there is any caution." At this time, the Dragon Emperor suddenly clapped his head and said: "Tomorrow, we will take the initiative to attack, after this period of temporary training, our cavalry brigade will be officially put into the battlefield tomorrow!" (To be continued.) )