Eros apparently did not anticipate this problem.

Even though she thought there must be something strange in the city that could have more people, she never thought that anyone would be resurrected.

Although she had heard of the name Goddess of Hope, it was a long time ago, and even the people in hell did not know, Gesia himself had forgotten what kind of god he was, and how could the god of love know?

She had no idea how the soldiers who didn't even have rattan armor could be indifferent when they saw her companions go to their deaths because they shouted about the goddess Gesia and then the corpses suddenly disappeared.

Even the shouts of killing were muffled by Gesia's name, and if it weren't for the players' artillery fire and suppression of this sound, Eros might have heard it long ago because he was accompanying the Duke to watch a play and listen to a song.

But Eros can't hear it, it doesn't mean that those skeleton soldiers on the other side can't hear it, and the Netherworld is gradually approaching the coastline, no matter how mobile and flexible the players are, it is impossible to really compete with those flying mechs and skeleton soldiers with a very high level of magic.

Even the players lost more than a dozen planes as a result.

"Even if there are a lot of people and no supplies, what if Kixinde City can't hold it?" Behind Shen Lin, Lena, who had a bloody face, gritted her teeth angrily, "Are we going to fight this battle endlessly?" ”

"Even you're tired?" Shen Lin asked without looking back.

"How can I get tired?" The skill in Lena's hand obviously paused, and Shen Lin smashed the fireball technique directly opposite, but he still couldn't stop the strong wind that swept through his ears.

He and Lena, along with the cat-people patriarch beside him, lay down on the ground once more, enjoying ten minutes of resurrection communication.

Although Lena didn't admit it, she actually wanted to say that she was tired.

Isn't where she grew up, she was just a pirate.

Or maybe the pirate is not where she grew up, she is a compatriot of those fish-people, who was transformed into a human by the demons, but in the end she betrayed the demons and joined Gescia's command.

How could such a person treat a remote city in the Australian New Zealand that could only be used as a rebel base as his hometown?

She had reason to say she was tired.

"It's normal to be tired." Shen Lin floated in the air and looked at the already wooden patriarch of the Cat People beside him, "But this is a line of defense in the Australian New Zealand, if you retreat, it will be difficult for your morale to rise." ”

"What do you call our morale?" The Cat-People looked at Lena, "She's a pirate. ”

"Huh." Lena snorted coldly, obviously prejudiced against the patriarch of the cat people.

"It's not just Australia and New Zealand, it's the whole world, I mean." Shen Lin had a strange emotion, he said it was not good, because for him, the game really made him a little lost.

Whether it's Lena or the patriarch of the Cat People, sometimes it's like it really exists.

He always felt like he wanted to say a few words of truth to the NPCs of the Data Chief.

"To the world, we are outsiders." Shen Lin calmed down, "After all, we are brave people who have been summoned by the goddess, we will be tired, irritable, and sometimes we will not be online." For example, I sometimes have exams, I have to celebrate the Spring Festival, the Mid-Autumn Festival, in short, I can't always be on the game, we also have our own lives. ”

"On top of the game?" Lena smiled wryly, "For you guys, assisting us is just a game?" ”

"Maybe it's not like this for us, but ......" Shen Lin felt a little sorry for Lena, "but we are reinforcements after all, and if you really want to restore the light of this world, it is up to you." We can help, and the Goddess will do a lot of auxiliary work for her own people, but you can't just push the Goddess out with us, because you can't retreat. ”

Even for Shen Lin, it was not enough to rely on Gexia alone.

In addition to Gesia in this world, there are many people who are willing to stand up.

For example, the old shaman.

Take Marda, for example.

For example, paladins.

Even Sophia, who only recognizes money but not people, can be said to be one of the few people in the world who is willing to stand up.

As long as they can unite, with only one goddess left, Gesia, how can they not fight and let the war be won?

It's really up to the players to win, it's better to rely on the natives themselves, because this is the home of the natives, not the players. Maybe one day, a 404 system comes out, and the whole game is gone, and who will save these natives?

It's not up to them yet.

But it's not so easy to rely on yourself.

The contradiction between Gaia and the Rhine, how did the battlefield in the Northern Continent come about, the desperate gamble of the goddess of wisdom, the swaying of the elven goddess of Brijus, the bet at both ends, and the distinction between the noble and the low of the human race and the beast race on the Australian New Zealand......

There are contradictions in human beings.

Coupled with the demons fanning the flames, all this comes out together, as if only a goddess, or only a brave man can save the world.

Players won't think about such heavy questions, because the plot is loose, and this game is not the kind of game that has a main line and can be carried out to the end.

All the players in this game are also participating in history and creating the main story.

What we really need to think about is actually these natives, are they being coerced by the brave and becoming the torrent of the times, or the end of the times?

"I see." After a moment of silence, Lena finally said this, but the time for resurrection was approaching.

The Cat-Clan patriarch thought for a moment, but he nodded, and then resumed the boring, tedious, and frustrating process of heaping deaths.

And there are more and more natives around them, as if they can't be beaten to death.

The statue of the goddess Gesia appeared in the square again, this time no longer tossing a coin.

Demon Museum

But there were many people, after praying to the goddess, rushed to the battlefield.

……

"Are they so strong in defense? And the flying stuff, I thought I could rush in and finish them off! "The skeletons are starting to get agitated.

Players have mana potions to drink.

These skeletons don't have any.

The cost is still more skeleton soldiers overall.

The Netherworld basically drove their mecha to the sky and the earth, and the leader of the Netherworld at this time was staring directly at the stubbornness of Jixinde City, and the smell of blood on it made him really a little unbearable, but when he saw that there was no trace of demonic energy in the sky at all, he felt a little irritable like the skeleton soldiers in front of him.

"I also lost a lot of intelligence in the air, and I didn't expect this city to be so strong, but once we take it, the benefits will not be less."

There was no expression on the skeleton's face, but the skeleton still used a surprised skeleton to mock the Nether.