History records the abnormal tide of chaos that occurred in the southern border of Talos as follows:
The storm formed from the edge of the continent, and the dark side of the Sea of Karnos surged in the endless abyss, and broke through the boundaries of the world of order. The first surge of energy approached north from the southern part of the Black Forest, and destroyed all along the way. The land and forests are distorted and withered, the earth is rotten and poisoned, the climate is unbalanced, and the stars are dissipated. In the face of the unprecedented power of chaos, the outposts and villages and towns set up by the Kingdom between the Black Forest and the buffer zone almost died overnight. It was too late to pass the news of the storm back to the fortress.
In the first attack, Black Rook Fortress experienced a day and night of deadly fighting. Due to the failure to get the early warning, the warriors of the kingdom suffered heavy losses. The Jinhui Battle Banner stood up to meet the enemy, and all members of the second battalion of the Black Blade Legion died on the defense line, and no one retreated; the third and fourth battalions of the Black Raven Guard resisted the air attack of the Chaos Storm on the city wall until the barrier was lit. None retreated; Lord Donald, High Commander of the Rook Guard, succumbed to the walls and never retreated.
The first storm finally subsided after a day and night.
Three days later, the second round of attacks came...
The black and filthy pillars of thick smoke slammed across the ground like a tornado. A dozen of these tornadoes almost plowed the entire land outside the castle again. All the traces left on the battlefield three days ago are on the ground. In the blink of an eye, it was shuffled and swallowed by these chaotic forces, and torn into finer gravel. Smoke and dust permeated between the wind pillars, tearing out strands of black stripes, flying in the air like the banners of the Chaos Legion, and under these banners, endless monsters were flocking to the tower that stubbornly supported in the darkness. The bright beacon of Black Rook Hold.
The Fire Tower emits a brilliant white light, and a barrier formed by the power of order hangs over Black Rook Fortress, while powerful sacred runes swim on every stone brick of the city wall. These holy things can prevent the breath of chaos from invading the city , but couldn't stop those irrational monsters from launching suicidal attacks on the fortress over and over again. The monsters condensed from the smoke and dust have no blood, no tears, and no emotions. They are neither afraid of pain nor death. Only their deep-seated hatred for the world of order keeps them rushing, and they explode on the outer wall of Black Rook Fortress wave after wave. Into a huge black flower.
With an ear-piercing scream, a huge bone-like strange bird emerged out of the darkness, and then slammed into the barrier of order outside the city wall. Half of its body was burnt to pieces by the holy power almost instantly. But its remaining body still emitted a mass of pitch-black energy, and a grand explosion rolled up outside the barrier. Immediately afterwards, more monsters collided at the same location, some of them just used self-detonation to weaken the barrier, and some condensed all their energy into a more powerful and effective magic attack before the impact: formed by pure raw magic energy The Arrow of Chaos is equivalent to a spell above level six among human wizards, and the full blow of an intermediate wizard is splashed here like it doesn't cost money. The white lines of light on the barrier dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye under the continuous impact, and the originally orderly flow of energy began to become disordered. When all this happened, the monitoring mage on a nearby watchtower had used resonance to The sound of warning:
"Team three! The left front of the area, 7-5A, the weak point appears!"
The warning sound can only be heard by soldiers in a specific area. Those soldiers who did not receive orders continued to fight in other areas, while the soldiers who received instructions rushed towards the weak point.
A moment later, a loophole appeared, and monsters wrapped in black smoke and poisonous mist rushed to the city wall along this loophole.
They were immediately washed away by the force field of order, and their whole bodies disintegrated into primitive energy at an astonishing speed, but before they dissipated completely, they would cause irreparable and major damage to the city wall.
Philip and his soldiers went up to meet them.
The touch of the enchanted two-handed sword hitting the monster's body was transmitted back to the wrist along the shock of the sword body, making the veteran's arm feel numb. It was not the feeling of cutting into the flesh and blood, but more like cutting into a hard piece Wood or even stone, only the twitching corpse of a monster in front of him gave some sense of reality, which could prove that the attack just now really worked. And at the same time as the first monster fell, two long swords swiped from behind, sending the other two monsters flying.
Philip wiped the blood and sweat from his forehead. The battle has continued until now, and he is no longer sure where his wounds are. Only this one on his forehead still reminds him all the time. The veteran nodded to his subordinates, raised his hand and made a few gestures quickly - years of cooperation and rigorous training made them not need to speak too much. In this battlefield where every second counts, all they need is some eye contact and gesture communication, and everyone will be happy. know what to do.
The soldiers flew forward, formed a small defensive formation around them, and began to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the monsters that kept pouring in from the gap.
Philip swung his two-handed sword and slashed away a humanoid monster jumping towards him. Seeing his subordinates out of the corner of his eyes, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
One was missing—little Alunek lay forever on the cold city wall.
And when he was so distracted, Philip felt his shoulders burning, he subconsciously turned his head, and a black shadow flew past his cheek: this sneak attack almost cut off half of his head.
The veteran quickly adjusted his center, stepped sideways, turned around, and with the heavy inertia, the big sword in both hands drew a large semicircle in the air, and slashed heavily on a monster that looked like a giant bear.
A faint white light shone on the edge of the two-handed sword, chopping the "big bear" staggeringly, and then a soldier next to him stood up and finally put an end to the monster.
The big sword in his hand weighed as much as a thousand catties.
Philip was panting heavily. He felt the wound on his shoulder as if it was on fire, and his strength was constantly draining from there, making the weapon in his hand heavier every second. The veteran shook his head, faintly feeling that it might be difficult for him to walk down this section of the city wall today.
He looked up into the air—the gap in the barrier has begun to close, and the self-healing ability of the rune barrier and the order barrier will gradually fill in the loopholes knocked out by the chaotic monster. It will probably be safe again in a short while. , monsters can no longer enter Black Rook Fortress through this loophole for a short time.
But before the whole battle is over, there will definitely not be just such a gap here.
The remaining monsters on the city wall were being dealt with by the soldiers. Philip dragged his two-handed sword to the ground, trying to recover his strength as much as possible. He knew that as long as he recovered a little more strength at this time, he would have a chance to survive. until the end of the battle.
He is not one of those able ministers who can plan strategies, nor is he a hero who can turn things around on the battlefield. He is just a soldier, a veteran who is older than ordinary soldiers. He does not understand the righteousness of his family and the rise and fall of civilization. , All I know is that I live and die on the battlefield. At this moment, he uses all his experience and knowledge to survive as long as possible to the next battle, which is all he is capable of as a veteran.
An ordinary person living in the world of Colo.
Philip took out the emergency wound medicine distributed by the Black Raven Guard to every frontline soldier from his arms, poured half of the remaining medicine into his mouth, and poured the half directly on his wound. The stimulation brought by the cheap potion made his throat and wound sting at the same time, but all the pain disappeared in an instant. This is not that the wound has really been healed—in fact, the healing effect of this potion on the wound can only be said to be average, and its biggest effect is only pain relief and boosting the spirit, but for the frontline soldiers, these two effects have already been overwhelmed. So precious.
Throwing away the medicine bottle, the veteran straightened up and looked into the distance.
The black smoke outside the fort showed no signs of dissipating. The power of chaos was coming fiercely. A new storm was forming over the wilderness outside the castle. Monsters poured out of the black smoke column continuously, as if it were endless.
There was a little bit of sunshine before, but now it has completely disappeared.
The power of Chaos has once again occupied the sky, and the power of the sun "Uro" has been obscured by darkness. Unless Chaos retreats, it will probably not appear in the South for a long time.
Philip spat, muttered something under his breath, and was about to turn around, but the moment he turned his head, a faint light appeared in the sky and stopped him.
The veteran stood there in a daze, looking towards the end of the horizon as if possessed by a demon. In his sluggish vision, the light was getting brighter and closer.
Like the sun rising.
Philip had an absurd idea for a moment: Is the power of chaos going to retreat so soon? The sun "Ulo" reclaimed the sky so quickly
But he soon realized that he was wrong, that ray of light was not sunlight at all, it did not come from the sky, but from the ground.
A powerful light source like a small sun is dispelling the darkness, and under that light source, countless shadowy things are floating on the ground.
That is a boundless beast of war.
Almost everyone in Black Rook Fortress who was paying attention to the battlefield saw this scene.
The tide is general, boundless, and uncountable. Human beings probably can't understand that there are so many sub-race creatures beyond the borders of civilized countries, lizardmen, cavemen, magic wolves, magic apes, bear monsters, and gobs. Lin, dwarfs... even elemental creatures, shadow creatures, undead, ancient beasts... and even more giant beasts whose names they can't even name, even a silhouette from a distance makes people feel horrible .
The commander-in-chief of Black Rook Fortress was stunned. He saw a black tide rushing towards his castle, as if swallowing the sky and the earth.
The mentor of the Wizard Legion accidentally shattered his own crystal ball. He saw a giant python burning with raging flames crawling on the ground, and several fire elemental lords as tall as a tower led a sea of flames marching mightily— It was a grand event where hundreds of fire elements gathered together.
The leader of the Griffin Rider almost fell off his mount. He saw a black dragon hovering above the tide. That powerful epic creature was actually guarding the team.
The beast tide is still advancing, as if they don't care about the chaotic storm ahead.
Nor did he care about Black Rook Hold blocking the road.
Miss Husky stood majestically on the head of Taikoo Dixinglong, directing her team to move forward and continue to move forward.
She's super happy now—as if she's found a landlord. (to be continued~^~)