I Will Be The Crowned King

"All in place, volley in line - fire!"

Accompanied by Alexei's signature hoarse voice, a uniform row of gunfire sounded again outside the port.

The two infantry regiments, the dazzling firelight reflected on the faces of the soldiers who were numb with horror, their fingers that had been stiff in the cold wind mechanically pulled the trigger, then turned away from the firing position and loaded the ammunition in the rear row, and the next person raised the gun. Aim, repeating the same work like an assembly line worker.

This is a battle that no one knows when it will end, or even if it will end.

According to Norton Crosell's guess, the time of Beluga Harbor - even the whole New World, but he did not dare to say so - may have been completely disrupted by the intervention of the grave keeper, or simply lost. The concept of time, everyone seems to be trapped in a huge cage.

As long as the interference does not end, the night will never stop.

As for how to stop the interference... It stands to reason that such a large-scale distortion of the laws of nature, even the blasphemy mages can't maintain it for too long; after all, the more power is used, the more serious the backlash from the world will be.

This is also the price that spellcasters have to bear. Excessive evolution has made them unable to adapt to the natural world; the consequences of unrestricted, like a fish leaping to the shore, death and destruction is only a matter of time.

But what Norton masters is only the general rules of the old world, and this is the new world, the resting land of the three old gods... There are too many incredible things in this magical land.

The thunderous sound of gunfire poured out rows and rows of lead bullets, strangling the swarms of insects surging wildly in the firelight; like balloons punctured by needles, they exploded into indistinguishable shapes of blue-green flesh, ignited pus Deep ravines flowed between the snow and ice.

Even so, there are still a steady stream of worms traversing the sea of ​​fire, rushing to the snow-covered land in the crash of waves and walls of fire, making sharp and shrill screams, tormenting the nerves of every soldier.

Whenever the soldiers feel that they can relax their heartstrings, countless swarms of insects will come again as promised, like white waves, rolling and singing towards them.

"Damn, they seem to be more and more!"

Alexei cursed loudly, his pupils staring at the distant wall of fire trembling: "We have to retreat, or we will be drowned by them sooner or later!"

"No, this is absolutely not possible!" Norton suddenly returned to his senses:

"These worms don't look very good, but they are all part of the body of the Lord of the Abyss - if you can't kill them near the coast, the port will soon fall!"

"Are you sure, why do I think this place has fallen?!"

The commander of the second infantry gritted his teeth, and although he complained, he had no intention of retreating: "Why don't you take the main force to retreat first, we will all die here if we drag on."

"I-I didn't mean to raise the bar, but..." Norton couldn't help laughing, and bitterly took out the pocket watch that had gone from six o'clock to three o'clock again: "It's just a matter of retreating, but it turns out that Probably no different from staying here!"

"Damn, you're just raising the bar!" Alexei was about to go into hysteria:

"Can't you just refute me with more reasonable-sounding reasons every time I make a suggestion?!"

"I... I fight for it!"

"The ring of order is on! I can't believe it, I used to think of you as half a friend."

Rolling his eyes deeply, Alexei turned his gaze back to the flaming wall of fire: "If you don't retreat, don't retreat. With us here, Miss Lisa should be able to return to the commander-in-chief more smoothly. It will probably be evacuated to a safer place in a while."

"That's right, it should be like this." Norton quickly nodded in agreement, for fear that the other party would get angry again.

Even he himself had a similar idea: with the 2nd and 3rd Infantry Regiment defending the port, and Freya Moses Field to deal with the Shadow Demon, Lisa's actions should be quite easy.

After all, the two most threatening evil gods are contained. No matter how crazy the tomb guards are, they will not invest more power in order to destroy a small Beluga Harbor, right?

On this issue, the big sheriff Lisa Bach, three streets away from them, had diametrically opposite ideas.

"Wow wow wow wow wow wow wow...!!!!"

With a cry of anger, the petite girl shot frantically at the indescribably dense enemy, forcibly killing a **** path.

The steam gun, which had already been emptied of the gas tank, was carried behind the girl's back, and now she was holding a double-barreled shotgun that she was more familiar with; The shattered body was scattered all over the floor, and the thick blood plasma had even soaked the girl's trouser legs.

The number of enemies is far beyond imagination, and it is far more than the number of natives in Beluga Harbor City.

At this moment, the chief sheriff is in a state of impatience—according to the reasoning of himself and the elder sister of the elf, there are only two bad guys who attacked Beluga Harbor (Dark Shadow Demon and Lord of the Abyss), as long as they are brought to justice, Beluga Harbor will be restored. The tranquility of the past.

But according to the results of the big sheriff's observation, their initial judgment may be wrong - those two bad guys, they have at least one accomplice!

"You have to tell Anson about this... and the big elf sister."

Biting the licorice stick at the corner of her mouth, the scarlet-eyed girl ran wildly in the darkness where her fingers could not be seen. Her tender hands didn't care about the temperature of the barrel, she filled the ammunition skillfully, and let out a low roar at the figure standing in front of her. .

One after another heretics were torn to shreds in front of the storm-like lead bullets, and apart from the corpses scattered all over the floor, they could not hinder the Chief Sheriff in the slightest.

But there was no trace of joy on Lisa's face at all... These heretics are just tools that the hidden villain deliberately released to delay time and cover its actions.

And its target is Anson Bach!

Staring with big serious eyes, the big sheriff snapped the licorice stick at the corner of his mouth with a "crack!", and while jumping high, he threw a string of cylindrical objects with sparks behind him.

"Be sure to wait for nothing, Anson - Lisa is here to protect you!"

"boom--!!!!"

A series of grenades exploded among the groups of pagans, and the raging flames that rose with the wind rolled up countless shrill screams, reflecting the figure of the girl running away.

………………

Beluga Harbour Council, Lounge.

William Gottfried stood in front of the window, his hands quickly sketching one obscure pattern after another on the wall; the three of Ian stood behind him, nervously keeping a minimum of breathing, as much as possible. Avoid revealing your own existence.

With the extinguished fire, the lounge has been completely plunged into darkness; but unlike the outside, the room still maintains a certain degree of visibility; albeit slightly, several people can still see each other, including the weird ones on the wall. rune.

According to William, this is because he uses "communication" to convince the "existence" outside that a few people are not the targets they are looking for, and promises that he will never leave this room easily to get "preferential treatment" .

In other words, this lounge has become a "safe house" in a sense - except for this small twenty square meters, the light, sound and even time of the entire Beluga Harbour outside have been completely distorted. , became part of the "Land of Rest".

Although they didn't like this crazy and bad-tempered "scientist" at all, the three desperate people were still determined to believe each other for the time being -- or they had already reached this stage, in addition to believing in him and the "science" in his mouth, There seems to be no other way.

"This... doesn't look good."

Staring at the changes of the runes on the wall, William's expression gradually became solemn: "They seem to be very anxious, but they are afraid of failure and dare not act easily, so they have tossed and are still in a stalemate... What a group of guys who are too cautious. "

After sneering twice, William's eyes turned to the runes on the other wall again, and his pupils shrank slightly.

"Wait, they seem to be still waiting—why? Obviously, the longer it takes, the worse it should be for them. What's the point of continuing to delay?"

William's expression became puzzling again, biting the sterling silver pendant hanging on his chest, and the two eyeballs quickly turned under the purple-black dark circles.

"So this is a trap? For their final big plan, to make sure nothing goes wrong... It doesn't seem reasonable. Is there any information and preconditions that I don't know?"

He looked around quickly and suddenly seemed to realize something:

"Oh... oh no no, this is too crazy, he, they should not want... the ring of order!"

Looking at this "scientist" who was getting more and more nervous and kept talking to himself there, the three of Ian looked at me, I looked at you, and quickly exchanged glances.

In the end, Derek stood up and coughed softly: "That, William Gottfer..."

"Idiot, don't interrupt me!"

Like hysteria, William, who was suddenly furious, shouted: "Don't you understand, we may be finished!"

"what?!"

The three of Ian were stunned for a moment.

"I said we're going to die, and you don't understand which word of this sentence - and I said it, don't interrupt me!"

Excitedly, William gritted his teeth: "It's a big plan, a big plan is coming!"

"Yes, everything makes sense now! Why did you open the door to the land of rest, why did the three tomb keepers appear at the same time, why did you target him... He, they saw an opportunity, just like Rune Like the family, they are ready to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity..."

As if completely mad, William, whose pupils were slack, began to mutter to himself: "The key to the problem is never the old gods or the land of rest, the key to the problem is the three old gods; and want to let the three old gods return, must have..."

boom--

The moment the voice did not fall, a dazzling light suddenly lit up outside the pitch-black window.

………………

The expressionless elf girl slowly put down her right hand, her scarlet eyes closely following the direction where the flame spear fell.

It's over, it's over.

She has seen through the essence of the Shadow Demon - possessing both the power of black magic and incantation, hiding herself in the shadows, and being able to manipulate the shadows at will; as long as there is a shadow left, she cannot easily hurt him of every cent.

It can be a shadow that exists in reality or a shadow created by him within the casting range; if you want to destroy him, you must instantly illuminate at least all the corners of a city, and then deal a fatal blow.

It's almost impossible...for the former Freya Mosesfield.

But after being stimulated to the extreme by her anger, even though her control has dropped rapidly, her power has risen to an astonishing height; enough to completely smash the opponent with just one blow.

An angry thank you, to some extent, is also her sincere words.

The golden-red spear pierced through the sky instantly, and the fiery flames directly ignited the dark clouds and blizzards in the sky. All the cold and darkness were invisible under the light of the spear tip; the flames that converged into a single point rushed straight to the earth.

In just a moment, it ignites all shadows within Freya's cast range, without harming any flesh or structure that has a physical presence.

Of course it's not because of some **** Clovis... If Moby-Dick was hit hard, Louis' career would also suffer a setback; and now that his control over his power has fallen sharply, he can't make finer adjustments at all. The more superficial targets are "dark" and "cold".

But that's enough, after all...

"Um?"

Just when the elf girl had relaxed her vigilance, a cursed undead suddenly penetrated the dark cloud and struck down from the sky.

How come there is even such a place, is it the fish that slipped through the net before?

Freya raised her eyebrows and slowly raised her right hand to point in the direction of the undead; for her now, it is easier than breathing to destroy an existence of this level.

But the next second, the roaring undead did not turn into a ball of fire~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Instead, the elf girl's right index finger was covered with a thin layer of ice crystals.

Freya's eyes widened.

Immediately afterwards, a touch that had not been experienced for a long time suddenly struck, making her whole body jerked, and then she couldn't stop shaking.

At the same time, the ice crystals between them were still rapidly extending, eroding her entire right hand at a speed visible to the naked eye, followed by the wrist, forearm, upper arm, shoulder, torso...

The trembling elf girl desperately recalled, but the inexplicable touch made her thinking a lot slower, her breathing became faster and faster, her body gradually became numb, and she was no longer under her control.

Finally... Freya, whose eyes were dazed, finally remembered, that familiar but long-lost feeling is...

cold.

The next second, the frozen elf girl fell from the sky.

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