A red light swept over the demonic insect's head, leaving only the demonic insect's angry roar in the empty forest......

Lucy stood in front of the Fasti and hesitated to step in, and there was a wave of prohibition that she had never experienced before.

"At least there's someone in the tower, and he might need help." The optimistic Log Worm ventures into this terrible ivory tower after comforting itself.

She wasn't wrong, there were people in the tower, and as she groped her way into the library, she saw a frail log worm-like boy curled up feebly in a corner of a bookshelf. She wasn't prepared to encounter a log insect in such a place, and the sight reflexively activated her sense of self-preservation.

"Who are you?" Lucy asked tentatively.

The other party did not answer her question or make any threatening movements, just stared at her with those blue eyes, and at the same time removed the cloak from his head. This look felt very familiar to Lucy.

The boy walked to the wall and picked up the crystal staff that had been placed there, an action that subconsciously awakened Lucy's memory, her name was Jane, a classmate who had been a mage at an early age.

"Jana!" She exclaimed in surprise, "You're Jana's brother?" ”

The boy nodded silently.

"Blood and **, pain and honor, survival and destruction...... Is anyone really willing to fight a war that is destined to have no winners? Devon stood on the eastern peak of the Kari Coast Forest, the sun slowly rising behind him, staining his black robes blood-red.

The Patronus ——— the guardian of the Origin World Plane, and when he was first tempted to fall, he foresaw a war that was destined to have no winner.

He had warned the King of Crouch Mountain and Ness when the flames of war were raging beneath Northend, but no one took his words to heart.

"Or maybe they've done it well enough." Devon sighed, "I'm going to watch all the life on this continent, and in order to survive, fight." ”

There was no expression on the Guardian's face. The tide of battle was already beyond his control. As a demigod, he doesn't even have the power to defeat the Blood King. He had lost once decades ago, and now he was destined to lose, but the continent would continue to exist, with or without Guardians, with or without the World Tree.

Almost at the same time that the rooster began to crow, all eyes were on the east. The fireflies are in a hurry to check their beloved weapons one last time, and the witch worm and the snow-herding worm are awakened from their rare sleep. All the warriors grabbed their weapons, their hands trembling, and there was not a trace of fear in their mixed excitement and nervousness. Because they know that if they lose, all the living people on this continent will exist. There will be no better destination than the dead.

This group of exhausted troops, who had traveled long and exhausted through the Crouching Worm Mountain, seemed to have nothing more to lose, and all they had was the anger of hatred for the enemy. Each warrior fought at least fifty battles, and even the youngest humanoid warrior was a claw that greeted the enemy with a smile.

Jaina had come down the slope by now. She was standing in the camp, in front of all the warriors. The young wizard placed the book on his chest as a sign of respect for the sorcerer. The silver-white and blue forbidden robes were dyed as red as blood by the rising sun.

"Blood and glory, life and death."

The priest raised his crystal staff. The blue glow even overshadowed the sun and enveloped everyone present: "I don't know how many people standing here will survive after this battle, and I don't even know if I will still be able to talk to everyone here in twelve hours." But we have to fight. It's not that we don't have a choice, but between the choice between life and death, we must choose to live rather than die in avoidance. Just yesterday. I'm still worrying about the battle I had to lose, and a friend from afar gave me confidence. I hope you believe me. Believe in Guardian Devon, this is fate. We're going to win, we're going to win! In order to live——— let blood and honor prove our firmness! ”

When the ** Shi spat out the last few words, no one made a sound, but Jane could clearly see a firmness in the faces of everyone who was alive, a firmness that had never been before.

"I won't let an undead insect body go up from here, and prove it with blood and honor!" I don't know who called it. There was still a rare silence on everyone, but everyone was on the move.

Time did not allow for a moment of hesitation, and the snow worm grabbed the scepter, and the holy robe glowed with a forbidden glow in the sun. The few remaining knights still insisted on standing at the forefront of the battlefield, almost all of them were wounded, and their armored figures did not show a trace of hesitation in the sunlight.

"Hold on to your determination to die——— live!" Jaina turned and walked to the watchtower at the forefront of the position, and her back exploded like a shout: "Good! ”。

At the same time, on the northern position of the Human Alliance, the protozons calmly built fortifications under the leadership of the Obsidian King. Defeat was too much for this ancient race, and the Obsidian King took a deep breath as he looked at the rising sun, "In the name of Mararius, we swear we will not lose again. ”

He was responded to by the sound of whetstones neatly rubbing against tomahawks.

The Obsidian King was pleased with this response, and he roared in a low voice, "With blood and honor, you won't let an undead insect pass through here!" ”

On the other side, the log insects were rapidly converging from the outer outposts to the inner circle, and the sound of chickens called Lua back from her low mood.

"Now is not the time for controversy over such trivial matters."

She remembered that she was burdened with the rise and fall of an entire race. Whenever this happens. She became a woman who could abandon everything, once five thousand years ago, and today, five thousand years later, the log insect body will definitely make the war burn demon insect body. Thinking of this, she raised her head, and the starlight fell on her, evenly exuding a faint blue forbidden halo.

Leo was waiting for her at the door, and Storm said with a determined smile on his face, "We will live, Lua, all of us." ”

The combination of the proto-insect body and the frost insect body——— Chen Feng and Mocara had completed their short journey, and the two of them were currently the closest people to the army of undead insect bodies.

The Frost Worm would not allow itself to sneak through the woods without doing something, and likewise, the Native Worm would not leave the Frost Worm and walk away alone, so Mocara almost made a trap for the night.

Although Chen Feng repeatedly claimed that these crude things would not be of much use, the Frost Worm Body needed to find something to do, and there was no way for him to calm down. The thought of how many rotten, smelly heads he would cut off in the coming morning made him so excited that he wanted to find a big one to cut off.

Chen Feng on the side hoped that he could make more preparations.

Through a psychic connection, he summons his most powerful companion back to him. When Mocara saw Hungry Kara appear in front of her out of thin air, she almost swung her axe at it. The proto-insect body is thinking about how to lure the enemy and how to deal with the nearby witch insects and demon insects.

As the sun rose, the air became more and more rancid, and the witch worm's eyes almost narrowed into a slit due to the lack of adaptation to the sun, but this did not affect his command of the rhythm of the troops' attack. All the demon insects were gathered, and with a heart-rending cry, the undead insect army began to advance forward.

When the horn of the undead insect attack sounded, the snow worms began to pray, using the power of the holy prayer to fight against the howl of the demon insect, but due to the limited number, many warriors still died directly from the cry of the demon insect.

At the same time, the witch worm began to chant the prohibitions that would confuse the mind and control the seizure. Almost all witch worms have their minds full of these kinds of prohibitions, slowdowns, chaos, controls, ...... Only by disturbing the other party and letting the other party mess with itself is the true essence of the war of the mage.

The forbidden war broke out in an orderly manner in front of the humanoid position, and it was fear that responded to the humans. All the pressure was concentrated on the snow worm. (To be continued......) u