Game of the World Tree

The roar of the dragon and the roar of the magic crystal cannon are intertwined, and the sacred hymn echoes in the sky.

With the army of angels, dragons and heroic spirits joining the battlefield, the intensity of the war has also reached a new height.

Above the sky, the clouds are constantly rolling, lightning and thunder, and the light is looming.

It was the mythical dragon, the demon wolf Fenrir and the seraphs fighting.

The power of the demigod broke out completely, and the whole sky was plunged into a magnificent color, and the clouds were twisted to form a majestic vortex.

From time to time, you can see the huge bodies of the mythical dragons that have completely revealed their bodies, as well as the holy angels who also make their bodies huge for the convenience of fighting.

Around the World Tree, the battle has also heated up.

The dragons and the angels kept chasing and fighting each other, soaring among the branches of the World Tree, shuttled over the Chosen City and the ancient forest.

On the ground, the battle was equally stalemate.

The trial knights continued to charge towards the city of heaven, and the white-gold magic shields shone on them, resisting arrows, magic and artillery fire from players.

Holding up their shields with the sun logo, they chanted "eternal glory" and flew up the city walls to fight with the players.

Above the city wall, the players already have some experience.

Under the command of Li Mu, they used the "devouring" ability of the magical defense barrier to continuously consume the magical shields on the trial knights who rushed to the city wall, and eliminated them bit by bit in a unified way of focusing fire. ,repel……

At every moment, a trial knight died in battle, and at every moment, a player turned into a photon and returned to the World Tree.

Even above the sky, as the war goes on, there are more and more dragons who fell seriously and holy angels who fell under the combined attack of the dragon and the heroic warriors...

The forest around the City of Heavenly Chosen was in a mess under the influence of the war, and the core area of ​​the entire Elven Forest seemed to be a meat grinder for professionals.

Magnificent, shocking.

Looking at the giant dragons and angels in the sky, looking at the countless eternal armies outside the city, and looking at the strange and surging clouds in the sky under the battle of mythology, the players have only such emotions left in their hearts. .

Even those old players who have participated in countless big battles, looking at the battlefield at this moment, can't help but feel a surging emotion in their hearts.

Especially with the high-spirited background music, when the impassioned battle song "For the Glory of the Goddess" sounded, the fighting spirit and fighting spirit in their hearts also reached the climax...

"For the glory of the goddess! For the forest of elves! For our homeland! Kill!"

The players were drinking and fighting.

Beside them, there are the elves of the Elf Forest, the Frost Tribe, the Flame Tribe, the Shadow Tribe... All the Elf tribes who have returned to the Elf Forest have sent the most elite elf warriors to join the battle.

Alice, the Virgin of Life, stands on the city wall.

She used a large-scale life magic to heal the wounded players, while watching the increasingly fierce battlefield with a solemn face.

The Forest of Spirits has not experienced a war of this magnitude in over a thousand years.

The last time, a thousand years ago, the army of believing in the true God besieged the World Tree.

Thousands of years ago, the elves failed, and so did the great Mother Goddess.

But today, Alice believes that Her Majesty the Mother Goddess will lead them to the ultimate victory!

Her gaze swept across the brave and fearless Elf Chosen on the city wall, swept over the clansmen who fought side by side with the Chosen with high fighting spirit, swept across the giant dragons and heroic warriors constantly flying in the sky, Alice's expression became more and more determined.

Times have changed.

Thousands of years later, the forest of elves already has the chosen ones who are not afraid of death, and the clansmen are no longer as innocent and weak as they used to be.

Thousands of years later, the Forest of Elves has had many allies, and Her Majesty the Mother Goddess is no longer alone.

The victory of this war must belong to the mother goddess!

Alice's expression was extremely sincere.

The strong power of faith erupted in her, she held her staff high, and sprinkled the brilliance of life magic to every corner of the city wall...

"For the glory of the goddess! For the future of the elves! For the tomorrow of the world of Saiggs!"

She also shouted loudly.

melee... melee...

The entire battlefield fell into a stalemate melee.

There is no strategy, no conspiracy, there is only cruel killing.

On the entire battlefield, the only thing that has not changed is the towering giant tree in the center of the battlefield, as well as the priests and bishops who hold sun badges high and release divine shields in the eternal army...

The tall city walls of the Chosen City were gradually dyed dark red by the blood of the trial knights, and the level of the players participating in the battle also gradually increased inadvertently.

And some Mage players who release magic and have a keen mind also seem to find that as the war goes on, as more and more professionals die in battle, the magic in the air seems to be more active.

Especially when the myth of participating in the war has fallen...

The first to fall was a Seraph.

After all, the strength of the mythical dragon is much higher than that of the seraph, even if the angel has the divine power of the Eternal Lord, but there are many mythical dragons from Long Island who do not know how many years they have lived, and they are only short of the real dragon god. One step away from the old monster.

There are more than a dozen of these mythical dragons from Dragon Island. They fight with the mythical dragons who are loyal to Eve with Mars, and there is no significant difference in the number of the two sides.

There is no significant difference, and for the slightly weaker Seraph, it is enough to decide the outcome.

The golden dragon Mars let out a dragon roar, swooped down, and bit the Seraph's wings in half.

The pale golden blood of angels swept down, and the whole sky ushered in a golden rain of blood...

Seraph groaned and fell unsteadily, while the mythical dragons seized the opportunity and spit out terrifying dragon breaths towards him...

The destructive dragon breath covered the sky and completely swallowed the figure of the seraph.

The first Seraph fell like this.

And with the first, soon there will be a second.

Such is the battle between myths.

When the delicate balance is broken by one party, the other party will usher in doom...

The fall of the first Seraphim instantly widened the gap between the mythical powers of the two sides, and on the Holy Angel side, the pressure instantly increased...

Soon, the second and third Seraphs who participated in this mythical battle fell under the bite and breath of the dragon.

Pale golden blood rain continued to sway, sprinkled on the earth.

With the death of Seraph, the concentration of magic power on the battlefield seems to be more intense, and the restless magic element is almost moving.

Although the battle that took place above the clouds could not be observed by people on the ground, the blood rain that still shone faintly with holy light had already explained a lot of problems...

On the side of the Forest of Spirits, the priests were excited when they saw the blood that was pouring out continuously.

"It's the blood of angels, and a blazing angel has fallen!"

Some senior elf priests said excitedly.

The loud dragon roar came from the sky, with encouragement and excitement, and it seemed to be cheering for it.

The players are excited, and the fighting spirit is even higher.

In the world of Seggs, the power of myth is always the core power.

When there are myths involved in the battle, the outcome between the myths is enough to set the direction of the entire war.

Not to mention, up to now, the real owner of the Forest of Spirits, the great goddess Eve of the World Tree, has not yet shot...

"Haha, the Eternal Church is just like that!"

Looking at the golden blood rain and blood-stained feathers falling from the sky, Demacia laughed and collected some.

"How many times have I said that, as long as the seal of the world of Saiggs is not unsealed, the Goddess is the strongest, and we are also the strongest!"

Xiao Xianmiao said confidently while drinking the potion after releasing a burst of magic.

As the Seraph's feathers continued to fall, the battle situation above the clouds became more and more obvious, and the morale of the players became more and more high...

However, on the side of the Eternal Church, there was no shake or confusion due to the loss of the Mythical battle.

The knights of judgment seem to be deprived of their emotions.

They remained expressionless and continued to charge towards the city wall and the players.

The fall of the angel and the death of their companions did not affect their emotions in the slightest. They looked like war machines that only knew how to fight.

On the contrary, the pastors in the Eternal Church were vaguely uneasy.

In the bishops' conference, the archbishops looked at the clouds in the sky, and there was a trace of apprehension and worry in their eyes. Many people closed their eyes gently and began to pray sincerely.

The old mage, Offnum, withdrew his gaze from the sky, turned his eyes around the priest and the bishop, and finally looked at the Eternal Pope beside him.

He smiled slightly, put down the quill in his hand again, and said:

"Your Majesty, the situation of the war seems to be not favorable for us... ah..."

"Or, do you have any other cards that you haven't used yet?"

Offnum looked curiously and defiantly at Pope Benedict II.

However, Benedict II did not seem to be alarmed by the disadvantages of the mythical battle.

He still had a calm expression on his face, as if he had long anticipated the current situation of the battle.

I saw that he took out the vintage Chinese watch from his arms again, looked at the pointer on the pocket watch, and smiled slightly:

"Not urgent……"

"Lord Offnum, the war... has just begun."

Offnum was slightly taken aback.

He couldn't help looking at Benedict II, his eyes stopped on the pocket watch in the other's hand, only to see a flashing number:

"98."

what is that?

A trace of doubt flashed in Offnum's eyes.

...

"Your Majesty! Another seraph has fallen! The demigod angel of the Eternal Lord has begun to rout!"

In the Divine Kingdom of the World Tree, Finel, the King of Fairies, looked excited at the mythical battle situation transformed into the Supreme Temple.

However, when he turned around and looked at Eve, who was sitting high on the throne with a calm face, he was slightly taken aback.

"Your Majesty? The war is about to be won, aren't you happy?"

Finel asked curiously.

"victory?"

Eve slowly retracted her gaze from the illusionary battle situation.

He shook his head slightly:

"No, Finel, the war... has just begun."

Finel was stunned for a while, looking a little confused.

At this time, another blazing angel was torn to shreds by the mythical dragons in the battle of divine power transformation.

Pale golden blood rain swayed to the ground, and scattered feathers were scattered everywhere.

So far, almost half of the Seraphs who participated in the battle have fallen...

The continuous fall seemed to have finally reached the limit of the Seraphs, and the remaining Seraphs gave up the fight and began to retreat.

Seeing this scene, Finel was refreshed:

"Your Majesty the Goddess! The Seraphs have retreated!"

However, Eve shook her head and sighed softly:

"Do not."

"It's the myth of death in battle... that's enough."

Is the myth of the dead enough?

Finel was stunned.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he widened his eyes and quickly used his authority to call up various real-time data about the world of Seggs in the game system.

And when he saw some two values ​​in the real-time data of the world of Saiggs, more precisely, the values ​​of the concentration of magic power and the activity of magic elements, his expression finally became solemn.

At this moment, the basic values ​​of the two worlds of Saigus have broken through a certain critical point marked in the system.

To be more precise, it was the tipping point for the unsealing of the world seal of Saiggs.

At this time, Finel finally came to a realization and knew what the Eternal Church was doing from the war to the present...

"Release energy, lift the seal..."

He stood up suddenly and muttered with an ugly expression.

At the same time, at the rear of the Holy War army of the Eternal Church, Pope Benedict II of the bishops looked at the numbers on the pocket watch and smiled:

"Time is up."

The numbers on the pocket watch.

Already pointed to 100.

Offnum was stunned, not knowing what Benedict II meant.

And in the next moment, an indescribable throbbing came from the depths of the earth, and at that moment, the whole world seemed to tremble slightly.

Above the sky, a colorful halo suddenly spread out and quickly covered the entire sky.

Everyone couldn't help but raised their heads and looked at the sky.

"What it is?"

Many players showed surprised expressions.

I saw that in the sky, colorful brilliance spread, and a translucent barrier slowly emerged.

That barrier, as far as the eye can see, is like a huge hood, covering the entire world.

The next moment, along with a soft sound, the translucent cover suddenly stretched out countless cobweb-like cracks, and finally shattered!

The seal of the plane that had been shrouded in the plane of Seggs for thousands of years was finally lifted.

Afterwards, the white-gold brilliance bloomed above the sky, and countless pale golden ripples slowly appeared in the sky.

Along with the ethereal hymn, the white-gold runes continued to circulate, and ripples rippled in the space, covering the entire sky.

Immediately afterwards, in the midst of a piece of holy light, holy angels and petitioners with powerful breaths slowly descended!

The Eternal Lord's Divine War Legion has come.

At the same moment, accompanied by a more dazzling brilliance, a trace of a vast breath slowly emerged.

The "Game of the World Tree" chapter will continue to be updated,