"Today, the world we live in, and all the living beings in it, will be destroyed by its Creator. ”

"Warriors of all races, who have left behind their old hatreds and gaps to form a coalition, our swordsmiths and all those of the foundry field have sacrificed their lives and forged artifacts to resist divine punishment, we will resist and defeat the Builders of the world, and we will preserve the continuity of those closest to us and all races. ”

"We have jealousy, resentment, anger, laziness, arrogance, lust, gluttony, the seven deadly sins, and we are not perfect. But even in the face of our Founders, in the face of what they are going to do to destroy us, I want them to say, "No!!"

Yan Yuntian slowed down his speech, word by word slow and heavy: "We have the power of our own free will, we still have the virtues of humility, honesty, mercy, heroism, justice, sacrifice, glory, and soul; we are not hopeless; our world is worth saving, and our lives and races are worth continuing." ”

Yan Yuntian said this, raised his hands, raised his arms and shouted: "Our world, we will protect ourselves! Our bloodline has a long history! Each of us has the responsibility and obligation, we will use blood and death to preserve this imperfect world!! protect our relatives and friends, preserve our dignity, and let the so-called gods and world builders !! away."

"Preserve your dignity!

"Preserving Dignity !! Deterring God !!"

In response, countless soldiers raised their weapons and shouted in unison, and the momentum of the coalition forces was overwhelming.

Yan Yuntian's voice also resounded in Nalan Xingtian's ears, and he couldn't help but boil the blood in his heart as he looked at the momentum of the coalition forces and the endless mutated beasts on the air and ground.

Nalan Xingtian looked at the man who was wearing armor and raising his long sword, this is Yan Yuntian, this is the head of the Nine Heroes!

Yan Yuntian waved the long sword in his hand, the king of the mountain waved the increased hammer of the god of thunder, the patriarch of the elf clan, called the moon god, Mutesius drew his longbow into a full moon, the sword in the hands of the human twin star sword saint Kanter and the sword saint Mazara flickered, the cursed hand necromancer Sam used the cursed weakening magic to attack the mutant beast, the orc patriarch Qassem Bloody Hand picked up the huge battle axe in his hand, and the genius witch Ice Phoenix Tiffany waved her staff and chanted incantations.

The beast was not afraid of death, and slammed into it, and the hoplites in the front row raised their heavy shields to resist the front.

The beast slammed into the shield with a dull sound, and the beasts in front of them slammed into each other, and the beasts behind slammed into it one by one.

After the hoplites, the spearmen poked their spears out of the gap and struck them like beasts.

A hoplite was smashed open by the beast, his shield torn apart, and then the mad beast bit his throat and split in an instant.

The hoplites in the back line immediately stepped up, filling the gap with shields and flesh and blood, and re-filling the gap at the cost of many lives.

The most troublesome thing is the birds in the air, which are pervasive, and the archers of the night elves keep pulling their bows and shooting arrows, and for a while the corpses of birds and beasts are like rain.

The corpses were all over the ground, including orcs, humans, dwarves, elves, beasts and birds, mixed together, and it was impossible to tell who was who, and dark red blood spilled every inch of the land.

The sword and spear of the god of killing hovered in the void, the sound of contention was endless, the sword and the spear slashed across the sky, indestructible, and the birds in the air were cut and fell down.

There was a fierce battle, and the beasts and birds of the air were cleaned up.

It's like the end of the world, blood, death, dripping corpses, all of this, bloody and truly presented in front of Nalan Xingtian.

Nalan Xingtian walked between the Shura field composed of blood and corpses, in front of him was a dead soldier, Nalan Xingtian looked at his face up close, his face was still very immature, there was a faint fluff on his lips, his eyes were wide open, and he looked at the sky motionlessly, and the expression on his face was only the horror of the moment of death.

Nalan Xingtian couldn't help but stretch out his hand to caress his eyes, but his hand passed through the corpse.

"I forgot that it was just a virtual reality. Nalan Xingtian muttered, and he looked at the face of the dead young soldier again: "But this is the real history again. ”

Nalan Xingtian stood up, walked through the blood-soaked land, and passed through the alliance's somewhat crippled troops due to the dead and wounded, and came to the front of the position, where the Nine Heroes were.

Yan Yuntian gasped for this breath, his armor was stained with the blood of mutated beasts, and everyone else was the same, all of them took advantage of this gap to adjust their breath.

In a moment, the vague call sounded again, the wild beasts around the plain responded again, and the birds and birds chirped again in the distant sky.

Yan Yuntian turned his head and said to his partners who were fighting beside him: "We can't continue like this, we will be exhausted to death." ”

Osf calmed down and asked, "What then?"

Yan Yuntian glanced at the gods who were fluctuating in the air: "It is the seven gods who want to descend to the gods to punish and destroy the world, and it is also the seven gods who want to cleanse the world of evil, we should not continue to entangle with the beasts, we should take advantage of the fact that we still have physical strength and magic power, and the god-killing sword and the god-sealing spear are also attacking the gods when they are helping, if we are waiting for the next wave of beasts to attack, I and everyone present and our warriors are afraid that they will no longer have the strength to fight." ”

"Okay, what do you say, how do I do it. Osf did not hesitate.

"Then, are you ready, my friends!" Yan Yuntian suddenly raised his voice.

"Always ready to fight you. Sword Saint Kanter stroked his chest and saluted.

"To be able to fight with you, even if I die, is the glory of my life. Knife St. Mazara said as he wiped the blood from the knife.

"You are the most admirable human person I have ever seen in my life. Elven patriarch Moon God Mutesius looked at Yan Yuntian and said seriously.

"A lot of people hate me, and I hate them, but you are the exception. Sam, the necromancer of the Cursed Hand, was hidden in his hood, but his voice was surprisingly calm.

"Where the blade points, where I go, no matter where the charge goes, the orcs will never back down. The orc patriarch Qassem Bloodhand raised his great axe and roared loudly.

"Brother Yan Yuntian, I can do it too. I'm not afraid of blood and death anymore, as long as I follow you, I'm not afraid to go anywhere. Tiffany plucked up the courage to say this almost confessional sentence, she didn't know what would happen in the future, and she didn't know if there was a tomorrow, she was afraid that if she didn't say it at this moment, there would be no more chance, although it was on this tragic battlefield, but she still felt a little hot behind her ears.