More than 2000 strong and powerful people from all sides gathered. In the battle of raiding the residence of the demon God, about 30% of the cover and retreat battles were lost just to reduce the consumption of the raiding regiment. Considering their influence, once there is a loss, the world pattern will be turbulent.
Even so, on the understanding of the consequences and under the influence of the transcendents, such battlefields still gather such a huge team of heroes.
The publicity method is very simple——
In this world, every hundred years, there will come the existence from the outside world. As we can see, buildings, relics and even strange environments will suddenly appear without warning. We usually call them "gods" who bring all this. But there are not only gods who bring hope and new order, but also demons who spread death and chaos.
They are extremely terrible existence. In the wonderland, they may not only encounter terrible monsters and even demons themselves, but also often have all kinds of terrorist organs and traps with huge magic power and even rule power that can never be made by contemporary people.
The propaganda in the name of a transcendent who has deliberately made a reputation is enough.
The rest will be met by others. Such terror means——
"Those things must be very valuable."
"If you can get it, even a small part will be of great benefit."
"If you take part in this battle, you will be praised by the world."
"The benefits and fame of this legend must be great if we join hands with those who surpass to defeat the demon God."
Contains this meaning. Their strength has reached the peak of people in the world, and most of their other desires have been met, so they will pursue higher-level things.
Regardless of the reputation of the legendary level, the material benefits are obvious - the center of the camp is full of treasures robbed in the retreat. The reason why it can be so orderly is that the commander said, "you want to take it away without authorization, but your name is gone. Those who triumph after that don''t look for me if they want your life."
The result is so orderly that it may not be possible to rule out who has some gold coins and gemstones hidden in his clothes or even in his body, but the big pieces are a lot of neatly stacked guys who rest but don''t sleep. They must also worry about someone sneaking away.
The commander seems to be the one who plays Rick aganea instead of char in front of the goblins. The people selected by char are very skillful.
However, even if the commander is excellent, the previous command is also very good. Without him, the loss will be greater. At the same time, we can''t estimate in advance how powerful the demon God is this time, and the price is inevitable.
However, some of the people who survived should be able to achieve their wishes.
The premise is that you do live to welcome the triumph of the transcendents.
Although it is theoretically safe to withdraw from the inside of the tree, some people are not at ease. After the discussion of the commander and some other highly respected people, they decided to withdraw to a mile outside the tree, and then build fortifications to rest on the spot. Although these fortifications may not have any obstacles in the eyes of the previous enemies, it is still possible to prevent wild beasts and demons. Even the strong in one side''s hero field is not so careless that they can sleep unprepared in the middle of the field.
Most people are tired and unable to move. Taking their own groups as units, they lean on each other or look like sleeping in a big shop. They lie down in their clothes and hold arms and never leave their hands. In this way, they rest on the grass.
Even so, many people are really sleeping so much that they make rude snores. Some races who don''t need sleep are also closing their eyes to rest. It can be seen that they are really tired.
Only the undead who can really stay awake can still jump around at this time.
However, the only undead left here is messite.
The others were entrusted to her by Anzi to be used as meat shields and cannon fodder, which were lost in order to protect others in the battle. After all, the undead usually wish there were a little more dead people in the world in order to improve their environment. Even if master Anzi can sit down as the "king of undead" in the world, he can''t call it. Even if they are found, master Anzi''s ability can''t control all rational them. Master Anzi also has no reason to offend the undead society in order to attack a maze.
The lonely messite was sitting in the simple watch tower on the earth wall, watching the wind and blowing the cool wind at night.
Although she felt that it was unnecessary, even if she wanted to do such a thing, she only needed to let out a few undead to patrol and pull a circle of several ropes with warning magic. She didn''t think that wild animals and demons would be able to compete with the undead who had been strengthened and could draw with any strong person here.
However, master''s education is that it is OK to be casual in your spare time, but you must complete it with a serious attitude after receiving work, whether it is to crusade against the dragon or sweep the floor and carry boxes. At first, she thought it was troublesome to speculate with the mentality of human nobility, but when she, as an immortal, was also highly praised in some living worlds, she became more and more fond of vanity as an aristocrat in her previous life - anyway, this body won''t be tired at all, so it''s not troublesome to be serious.
I don''t know if it has anything to do with that huge tree. The night wind is particularly strong during this period.
Suddenly the wind changed, and a cloud of dust fell on mesatte''s face.
"Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa..."
Although she didn''t hurt at all, she didn''t need to breathe, but the number of holes in her body didn''t decrease. It''s not comfortable for those little things to pour into her mouth, nose and eyes, even if they didn''t hurt.
She immediately rubbed her eyes recklessly and coughed hard.
"Mingming is doing work closely related to everyone''s rest quality, but you are careless." the little feather bug man Hua Jing flew up from below and sat on the guardrail.
"Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing Coughing cou.
Of course, her body does not have the function of free disassembly and assembly, which consumes HP, but she has the special passive skill of slowly and automatically restoring HP. It is faster for HP to recover and heal the wound than carefully cleaning the sand or putting it back into her eyes after violence.
It''s really inconvenient for this body to have no tears. Although the skin has no blood color and moisture, it''s as smooth and delicate as white porcelain. But it''s really more and more envious of the vampire looking from a distance at that time. Not only does it not die, but most of the feelings and three desires of the living are really envious.
(to be continued)