The night passed quickly.

Today is the fifth day.

Bang.

Falling heavily on the ground, Zheng Qian now didn't even have the strength to stand up.

It's too strong.

In the sky, Ares stood still.

In sight, the data provided by the truth is hopeless.

The strength and physical defense both exceeded one million, the magic defense and perception of the magic element were all approaching 500,000, and even the comprehensive agility reached an astonishing 300,000.

Zheng Gan's full strength of the Void Sky pierced through him, which was no different from gua sha.

Ares, who is inclined to physical attack, has a higher magic element and magic defense than Zheng Qian, a mage dragon.

This is no longer a battle that can be won by skill, experience and intelligence.

As Venus said, relying on the skill of the god of war, Ares can be almost invincible in a protracted battle.

"Ahem......"

Zheng Qian spoke.

A large amount of blood gushed out of his mouth.

Can't win...

No.

I don't even have the strength to stand up.

Almost all of the three major HPMP and AP bars have bottomed out.

Fighting for three days in a row, eating so many buffs, and being at home like the thirteenth month of the Bronze Prison.

Ares' strength is almost overwhelming, leaving no dead ends.

Zheng Qian, who was sealed with two major killing moves, had almost no chance of victory.

Being able to last all night is already the best result that Zheng Qian can achieve with all his might.

This is the power of the demon god.

Nothing can ever match, absolute power.

"After all, it's just a mortal thing."

Slowly falling from the sky, Ares came to Zheng Qian with the attitude of a winner.

On the other side, the eastern Sichuan royal city.

Tide through the streets and alleys.

The house was destroyed in the blink of an eye.

The streets were razed to the ground.

Relying on the narrow space of street fighting, the monster could not be used, and the warriors gained a stronger terrain advantage.

But...

There was no heavy fire cover, no heavy cavalry to assist in the defense.

Street battles of pure infantry, no matter how great the geographical advantage is, how big can it be?

After a whole night of foot fighting, the soldiers were physically and mentally exhausted.

Stand on the stands of the Royal Palace and look out over the entire royal city.

The streets and alleys were all in flames.

Situ Zhou was wearing the Nine Dragons Battle Armor, and behind him were the seriously wounded Jin Ge and Zhao Aotian, as well as two hundred royal guards.

In the royal city, there are less than 100,000 soldiers left.

Next to it, on the Golden Jade Palace, hundreds of demonic beasts climbed to the top of the palace, frantically destroying the Titan Cannon.

The ultra-charged Titan cannon fired its final cannon at the last moment at the breach of the city wall, after annihilating hundreds of thousands of demonic beasts.

The four hundred controllers in the control room, as well as the remaining magisters inside, chose to be martyred.

and the three or four hundred demonic beasts that crawled in were all gone.

Accompanied by the flames that soared into the sky, the Golden Jade Palace shattered.

Kawato lost the last of its heavy firepower.

There was nothing to stop the Demonic Beasts from invading the Royal City.

And at this moment, after a night of fierce battles, the total number of demonic beasts annihilated was only 65 million.

In the royal city, there are less than 80,000 soldiers who are still struggling to resist.

And more than half of them were seriously injured and unable to fight again.

"I'm sorry, it's me who can't ......"

Facing the royal city that turned into a sea of fire, Zhao Aotian knelt on the ground with a thud.

This scarred war king could only sobbed weakly, unable to cry.

"Chuandong is finished..."

Ginger, who had exhausted his mana and AP, sat down on the ground.

He pounded the ground weakly: "The young people gave me their lives, but I failed to protect Chuandong...

I'm incompetent... What kind of mage am I still here?!! ”

Only Situ Zhou stood with his sword, staring at the royal city that was now a sea of fire.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and said slightly: "Aotian, Jinge, Chuandong... Dead? ”

As soon as these words came out, both of them raised their heads and looked at the king of twilight years.

There was not a trace of sadness between his brows.

As if the current tragedy had nothing to do with him.

But.

The sword was on the pillar, and his hand trembled slightly, but he betrayed his heart.

"This king knows, many people in the people call this king a foolish king, just because this king is indecisive and not decisive enough.

This king also admits that the name of the foolish king is fitting for me.

The vigorous development of eastern Sichuan is not the credit of this king, but the result of the joint efforts of 80 million people in this country.

It is the birth and death of countless young people that have made Chuandong the second most powerful country in the world today.

I deserve the throne.

But what did the Candle Dragon Emperor say, have you forgotten?

Open your eyes and look at this royal city, this king will ask you again, is Chuandong really dead? ”

Situ Zhou's words were like a clear spring, injected into the dry hearts of Zhao Aotian and Jin Ge.

Look around.

Under that sea of fire, the royal city is still the royal city.

The fighters are still fighting.

Even though they knew that there was only a dead end ahead, these young people still walked towards the dead end one after another.

They are not fighting for survival.

It's fighting for this royal city, for the sake of humanity.

[Human beings are weak in my eyes. Weak, incompetent, and dying, but they all have their own dreams, and they are working tirelessly to achieve this, even if they are muddy, and this is the great thing about your weak human beings. 】

The words of the Candle Dragon Emperor that night have become so clear now.

Ah, yes, that's where humanity is great.

This is exactly what Grandpa said, the reason why humans can gain a foothold in this world where Warcraft is rampant!

“…… Still alive! ”

In Jinge's stunned gaze, Zhao Aotian stood up tremblingly holding the holy sword that was only half left.

Even if he had to do his best just standing, Zhao Aotian still relied on the fire of fighting spirit ignited in his chest, and roared with the power of his soul:

"Chuandong is still alive! As long as the fighters have not given up, Chuandong will always be alive!! ”

"Well said!!"

Draw your sword with the Guards behind you.

Situ Zhou's red velvet cloak fluttered in the wind: "The soldiers are still fighting, how can we hide here and watch the play?"

How many years have Warcraft persecuted us humans? Today is the time for us to prove it to them!

Don't you want to do anything to humanity again!

Don't you want to persecute our people anymore!

Because here... It's our country!

Rush with me!! ”

Situ Zhou roared sharply, rushed down the palace with two hundred guards, and slaughtered the beasts that were surging towards this side.

Zhao Aotian and Jin Ge propped up their exhausted bodies, let out a final roar, and flew up in the air, launching a final onslaught towards the boundless herd!

…

"Mixing with weak humans is the reason for your defeat today."

grabbed Zheng Gan's neck with one hand and lifted his legs off the ground.

The Super Holy Sword fell out of his hand and fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

Ares said lightly: "Look at you, a dignified Candle Dragon Emperor, now you don't even have the strength to raise your hand."

If you weren't mixed with humans, how could you end up in such a mess today? ”

Zheng Qian smiled miserably: "Are you embarrassed? I advise you not to underestimate humanity too much. ”

"Hmph."

Ares flicked his arm.

Zheng Qian fell heavily to the ground.

The HP, which has bottomed out, is even closer to the limit.

Ares said indifferently: "In this battle, humans against demonic beasts, and you against demon gods."

From the start, your faction has no chance of winning.

With your perception, you should be able to see the situation in the eastern Sichuan Royal City, right?

Humanity is dying, and you can't win me.

In the final analysis, mortals and mortals want to fight against the demon gods, but they are just wishful thinking. ”

Indeed, as Ares said, there are less than sixty or seventy thousand human beings left.

And there are still 378 million Warcraft left.

And Zheng Qian is no longer able to fight, but Ares still has six or seven percent of his combat power, and he will get stronger and stronger.

This battle, no matter how you look at it, Zheng Qian lost.

Bang!

Stomping on Zheng Gan's head, Ares sneered: "However, it is rare to see a mortal as strong as you, and it is the first time for me to be able to fight such a smooth battle for many years."

So, Zheng Qian, right? How about God give you a chance to live? ”

The strength on his feet became more and more powerful, and Zheng Qian felt that his head was about to be trampled on.

He rolled his eyes and glared at Ares viciously, "You... Say what..."

"Hmph, the chance to live, didn't you hear clearly?"

Ares laughed excitedly, "I've always wanted a mount. After all, the Demon God also has a battle to fight.

So, surrender the truth, and then become my mount, and take refuge in the demon god, and I will spare you from death.

How is it? ”

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