After looking at the attributes of the stone statue of the deceased after it was promoted to the 3-star crown, the tense string in Richard's heart quietly relaxed a lot.

Each level of improvement is a huge transformation for the troops.

The higher the level, the more difficult it is to improve, and correspondingly, the more exaggerated the boost you get.

Originally, all the skills of the stone statue of the dead were B-level, but at this time, they were all upgraded to A-level, and their attributes increased across the board.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if the current stone statue of the dead is taken out alone, players will treat it as a mini-boss.

It's too fierce.

Originally, this powerful class was pressed by the king of the forbidden army because of the rank gap, but now after the potential has increased, it immediately has a bit of a competitive posture.

And the king of the forbidden army, but the 3-star level of Huiyue.

After the all-round improvement of 5 strengthening crystals, the fusion of gems, the bonus of attack technology, and the legendary treasure - Origin Fire strengthens the combat effectiveness of the stone statue of the dead, which is almost a hegemon-level existence at the same level.

If it can be promoted to the 3rd star of the Bright Moon, the king of the forbidden army is definitely not the opponent of this stone statue of the dead.

The trump card he personally cultivated is not a weakling.

Coupled with the original army, the crown troops in his hands include the Mummy Praetorian Guards - 500, the King of the Forbidden Army 130, and the Bone Blood Dragon 125, with a total of 1855 people, nearly two brigades.

Plus two teams of brilliant troops and 13 squads of the king of the Radiant Moon-level forbidden army.

It is no exaggeration to say that even in Solan City, which has legendary ascetics in charge, this army can be called the backbone.

Its own strength is the most powerful confidence to deal with external challenges.

The corners of Richard's mouth curled high.

And that's not even counting the three blood armies of Lorena, the extraordinary commander.

In addition, there are the Ancient Tree of Iniquity and two thousand Dark Tree Men, plus thousands of poisonous wasps and killing wasps.

If these combat power are taken into account, the number of troops in the city of Dusk has exceeded that of a legion.

Tens of thousands!

These are real combat effectiveness, and there is no falsehood at all.

Comfortable.

No matter how the situation changes, he has the confidence to deal with it.

His previous efforts have finally paid off.

After promoting all the statues of the dead to the crown, Richard did not continue to fight violently.

The more than one million rare resources left in his hands were left in his hands for the time being.

The 1st of every month is the time for the class nest to refresh its production, and today is the 25th, which is almost a few days.

This wave of upgrades is cool, and the cost of recruiting troops will also soar exponentially.

The surplus food in the hand cannot be used up, and a part must be reserved.

The passage of time does not shift by whose will.

Whether it's a player full of anticipation or trepidation, or a natives who have vaguely sensed the change in the atmosphere, they can't stop the flow of time.

December 26th, December 27th, December 28th, the calendar published in the center of the city of twilight, every time it is updated, residents feel that the atmosphere of the city of twilight has become more dignified.

It was a kind of depression that was revealed from the hurried footsteps of everyone and the solemn expressions of the army.

Like on the eve of a sandstorm.

The tense atmosphere made the city of dusk very quiet.

Even the laughter that used to be everywhere disappeared, and even the crying of the children became monotonous and lonely.

The whole city seemed to be about to be enveloped in darkness.

Everyone is following orders from the Dusk Administration.

Moving goods, building fortifications, delivering strategic supplies, everyone has their own job, except-

Because the war was coming, the literacy class was put on pause.

As a teacher, the lord of the dunes, Maidil, is unable to participate in this action mobilized by everyone at this time because of his old and weak health.

The room where the Lord of the Dunes lived remained unchanged, and it was still the same small dwelling.

The only difference is that this house has gone from being empty to a welcoming abode with a variety of furnishings.

The Lord of the Dunes, accustomed to dwelling in a splendid palace, did not feel shabby for such an abode.

He lived in peace.

Habit is a terrible force, and the lord of the dunes at this time has an inexplicable sense of anger that someone has disturbed his class arrangement.

If this continues, the original teaching task will be postponed.

Damn bastard, who's going to attack the city of Dusk?!

With his hands propped up on the hardwood window frame that opened to the left and right, the Lord of the Dunes' cloudy eyes, which were no longer even a little clear of the color of his pupils, were now staring into the distance in a daze.

That's the direction in which the walls are located.

Under the light of the setting sun, which had sunk into most of the yellow sand, the strong dungeon barbarians, under the command of the gray dwarves next to them, piled up alchemy bombs in the corners of the city walls, and at the same time had to be neatly placed.

It's hard to imagine that the two races can work together, but in the City of Dusk, it's not a strange sight.

Next to it stood a huge cannon that had just been baked, an alchemical product with a diameter of meters, which was definitely a nightmare for the enemy on the battlefield.

He'd seen the power of this thing with his own eyes, and even a level 17 class would be torn apart if it entered its blast range.

Groups of mummy guardians armed with sharp blades patrol the city walls, and will immediately come to the aid of those who need help.

A scorpion warrior with two giant iron pincers and a burly body like a hill guards the battlements of the city wall with cold eyes at the moment.

Above the sky, a gargoyles flying with wings outstretched, exuding a fierce and furious aura.

The tomahawks in their hands were entwined with fiery red lines, as if they had just been taken out of the furnace, and even from a distance, they could feel the scorching aura.

Eyes retracted, looking behind the city walls. The three towering arrow towers have already revealed hideous arrows in the shooting holes at this moment.

It was the defensive position of the mummified archers.

On the top floor of the tower, there are heavy crossbows with exaggerated shapes, and the fierce crossbow arrows are more than two circles thicker than a human arm.

If this is shot, let alone a human, even a ten-meter-tall giant will be pierced

Residents say that these heavy crossbows seem to be called dragon hunting crossbows, and they are treasures that their great lord has obtained very early.

In the past, due to the difficulty of the forging process, the number of forging was not very small, and it was not until the recent conquest of the underground world that the number of forging increased.

His gaze continued to retract, and he saw the huge figures as large as a hill in the square in front of the lord's mansion.

Tower Clan.

Last time, the army brought back by the lord of the city, the one who led it, was a level 19 hero.

The city has taken shape.

Even up to this moment, the Lord of Dune had a hard time believing that this was a city that had only been established for more than half a year.

Even if he was still the master who had the power of the yellow sand and commanded thousands of armies, he would not dare to ignore it.

It's hard to imagine how the other side managed to develop so quickly.

The longer he spent in the City of Dusk, the more mysterious the Charismatic Lord became, and the more important he felt in his heart.

What made his heart sway even more. Until now, he couldn't see where the city's potential and ceiling were.

And the cause of all this seems to be because of the charismatic charismatic lord who leads.

His heart was changing in a state that he couldn't even perceive.

Sometimes, he himself often comes up with his thoughts about what it would be like if he actually joined the city.

Although it is inexplicable, every time the association makes him rise in anticipation.

"Grandpa, what are you looking at?"

A voice behind him, immature and light, interrupted the Dune Lord's thoughts.

Turning his head, a little boy with a chubby face and no more than seven or eight years old appeared in front of him.

The little one wore a gray cloth robe two yards wider than his own, and although he tried to pull up his sleeves, the long sleeves still covered his palms from time to time.

It is necessary to put some toes on your feet to avoid the hem of the robe dragging to the ground.

This scene seems to give people a strong sense of joy.

The Lord of the Dunes looked at the silly boy with a smile in his eyes.

"Abaro, who gave you the clothes? How do you wear such a big one? ”

The little one raised his head and smiled happily.

"This is what Aunt Ma Li gave me, she said that I am growing up very fast now, and I will fit next year~"

The Lord of the Dunes' eyes immediately softened.

It will fit next year, and this is probably what every poor child will hear in his childhood.

Quietly, some of his dusty memories were touched.

He also rose from humility a long, long time ago.

The little guy didn't notice that the Lord of the Dunes was in a delicate mood, so he rushed to the window, picked up a small bench next to him, and stepped on it, his chin just enough to touch the lower edge of the window frame.

He looked out with a round face.

The busy and solemn army on the city wall showed ignorance and incomprehension in their eyes.

"Grandpa, why is everyone busy these days?"

"Even classes have stopped"

Said and was a little unhappy.

"Everyone is working, and I want to help, but they don't let me participate"

The Lord of the Dunes watched the little guy's cute movements and reached out to rub the other's head.

The cloudy gaze revealed a bit of kindness.

This little guy is pitiful, but he is also lucky to be in such a city.

"Abaro, we're going to war."

Although he didn't know what was going to happen next, the movement of Dusk City was so obvious that even those who were not familiar with military affairs knew that war was coming.

It's a pity that now he is just a teacher in the literacy class of the City of Dusk, and he never has the opportunity to set foot on the city wall and face the enemy's blade again.

The little guy raised his head, waved his fleshy little fist, and said viciously.

"Those bad guys, do you want to attack us again?"

"Grandpa, we have the lord, and we will definitely defeat those villains!"

The milky and childish words make this little guy extra cute.

The Lord of the Dunes is inexplicably funny.

pinched the other party's little face.

"I don't know when the enemy will come, but I'm sure you," he said the word, hesitated for a moment, and then pondered for a moment before continuing.

"Our lord is ready."

"Grandpa, can I go and fight those bad guys?"

Looking at the other party's wistful gaze, the Lord of the Dunes smiled.

"Of course, when you grow up, you will also take up arms to protect you. The City of Twilight. ”

The little one was in high spirits.

"Grandpa, I want to be the one you said earlier. Yes, yes. Someone like a big hero with the same name as me. ”

The Lord of the Dunes smiled and said casually without paying so much attention.

"Why be a big hero? Are the big heroes in the story very majestic? ”

Kids, it's all three minutes of heat, and I want to do more.

He didn't notice that the little guy's gaze had become more serious and firm than ever.

"Because I want to protect my grandfather, protect Aunt Marie~ Protect En, En. Protect your lordship, but also protect. Protect everyone. ”

"As long as we can win, we won't have to lose the City of Dusk, and we won't go hungry again"

As he spoke, his eyes took on a bit of extraordinarily bright light.

"Grandpa, don't be afraid, I will definitely protect you~"

Looking at the eyes that were so clean that there was not a trace of dross, the Lord of the Dunes trembled.

He thought of many answers, but he didn't expect this little guy to think so.

The throat is inexplicably a little blocked.

The hand was on the little one's shoulder, and he wanted to say something, but at this moment, bang bang bang ~ a fierce knock on the door sounded.

Then, before the Lord of the Dunes could respond, the door was violently pushed open.

A human herald in armor gasped into the room.

After seeing the two of them, his voice was hurried.

"Mr. Madtier, please evacuate the City of Twilight at once! You're already the last of the residents."

The Lord of the Dunes stared.

Cloudy eyes looked at each other.

"Enemy. Is it coming? ”

The tone is particularly low at the moment.

The herald shook his head subconsciously.

"No, it's an order from the lord's lord."

"Please."

The voice has not yet fallen.

At this time, the last rays of sunset in the sky also fell into the earth.

The next moment.

The Lord of the Dunes felt an indescribable aura rush over him.

Panic, unease, endless pressure came from all directions, and his soul trembled at the moment.

The soldier's face changed drastically at this moment, although he wanted to hold on, his body was uncontrollable, his legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground with a thud.

Drops of sweat the size of beans fell down his forehead like a torrential rain, and it looked as if an ant had met a dragon overlooking the heavens.

What's going on?

Are the enemies of the City of Twilight so powerful?

The Lord of the Dunes held back the pressure that made his soul tremble, and turned his head violently.

The gaze passed through the open window, and finally the gaze froze in the sky.

His face became extremely ugly.

Blood Moon?!

I saw that in the blue sky, a crimson moon was emitting blood-colored light.

As far as the eye can see, the whole world is covered with a red veil.

What he didn't know was . At the same time, all the agitated players heard the familiar sound of the prompt.

"Ding~ Expansion Pack - New Era: Crimson Moon, officially opened."

God, it's changed.