Skyroad Chapter 1469: Apocalypse roll call

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The entire tree of life map has become a mess. A large number of Indian players have poured in. They have not experienced previous battles, so they are well staffed. On the other hand, the strength of the rest of the forces is already quite stretched, especially the national server, The European server, Russian server, etc., combined may have a force of several hundred thousand at most. These forces are placed on a huge tree of life map, which is nothing at all.

So, the Indian clothing cavalry trampled all the way, while they scattered most of their troops to kill monsters, while they concentrated their elites and began to attack the players who first entered the tree of life map, aggressively!

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"Go up, press it all up!"

Under the surging crowd, a familiar player appeared in the front row of Yinfu. It was the leader of the Unicorn Temple of Yinfu First Guild War Hymn of the End. At this time, he was almost half of the artifact, holding a hand. An artifact-level broadsword with a rotating handle, a black war horse under the hip, with a cold color on its face, the blade pointed forward, and shouted: "Take over the entire map, now it's our turn to print the warrior. We have completed our mission!"

For a while, the elite printing uniforms led by the Unicorn Temple Guild stopped in order, prepared an array, and pressed forward step by step, and the front of the European server was the position of the European server.

"Apocalypse, what do you mean!?"

In front of the German service position, the Duke held a sword in his hand, his face was very ugly, and said: "We understand your mood to complete the mission, but you don't have to kill the innocent? What hatred do we players have against you?"

"No, no, no."

The Doomsday Warsong smiled slightly and said: "We have been rejected from the active map, Duke, do you know this feeling of being abandoned by the whole world? From the beginning to the end, who of you has said for us? More than half a sentence? Now that our people are here, it's your turn to let the place, let us India rush to the top 100 list, shouldn't it?"

"You..."

The deputy lord knight beside the Duke gritted his teeth, with an angry expression on his face: "Apocalyptic War Hymn, you are too mad, don't you think you can be an enemy of the whole world with just one seal?"

"Yes."

The Duke said coldly: "If you really want to attack, it would be equivalent to declaring war with the European server, the Chinese theater, and the Russian server. Do you really want to make this decision? Besides, there are still two guilds in the German server that will destroy the war. Wan Jingrui is here, do you think you can succeed?"

"I would love to try."

The Doomsday Warsong raised his eyebrows, with arrogance in his eyes, and said: "Duke, you were so polite in talking to you before because you are an old generation master of Tianzong. Now that you say so, then I might as well. Open the skylight to speak brightly. There are only a few people in your German server. Millions of players are already in the sky. You are just the king of millions. But where is our print server, we have nearly 100 million registered players! Everyone who stands out in our printing service has been refined by real gold. Your Duke may be able to call the wind and rain in the German service, but if you put you in our printing service, you are nothing, and you can’t even get in the top ten. , So, put away your arrogance, talk to me calmly, hey... okay?"

The Duke was shocked, shocked by the arrogance of the war hymn of the end times, shocked by the justification of the war hymn of the end times, his eyes were indifferent, and frowned: "I have always talked with you peacefully. Now, I will ask you again, yes Don’t you really want to go to war?"

"Yes."

Not far from the battle hymn of the last days, a mage master carrying a staff came out, wearing a magic robe, with a sneer in his eyes, it was the paper airplane, the leader of the Godavari Guild, and said with a chuckle "Duke, how many people are you still left? Don't blame us if you don't let this road go. The next step is the road of conquest of our seal. Who dares to resist it will be crushed into powder!"

"md, too crazy!"

A group of men of the German service male model Tian Tuan-level cavalry players drew out their swords, looked at the Duke together, and shouted: "Leader, a terrific defeat, we will not endure such humiliation when we kill the guild!"

"Hmm!"

The Duke gritted his teeth: "Prepare, defend the position, and meet the opponent's attack!"

"Yes!"

A group of people sank one after another, with many shields and swords. Although there are only tens of thousands of players left, the morale of the German server is very high, but the current strength of the Indian server is too strong. The top ten guilds are almost When it arrives, it spreads out in front of our eyes. A whole sea of ​​people. Preliminarily judging that the total force of the ten guilds has exceeded 4 million, there is still a sea of ​​people in the distance. This is for the mission of this abyss. Finishing the work, printing clothes can be described as painstakingly.

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"Keng!"

The Doomsday Warsong once again drew the sword and pointed it directly at the direction of the British server's position, and said coldly to the wind wings: "You! How do you say, do you want to go to war with us? The Royal Ark Guild of the British server Is there a war?!"

Wind Wings holds the bow, his eyes are cold: "If you want to attack, then you can only go to war!"

"Very good!"

The battle hymn of the end times pointed the sword to the east again, and said: "Chinese theater! What do you say, tonight and night, on the water side, do you also want to fight with us in India?"

"Yeah." I nodded.

He Yi smiled slightly and said: "Fight, I feel sorry for not fighting this fight because of your aggressiveness, isn't it, Ancient Sword Soul Dream?"

For a time, Guiguzi, Luanyue, and others all got out of their sheaths sharply, haha ​​laughed and said: "Yes, hit it, who is afraid of whom?!"

In the national service, although the other guilds have not been named, Lin Tu, Feiyue, Yanguang Afterglow, Ziyihou and others are all geared up. This time, the post-printing service is too aggressive, so that there is no one. It’s not holding a sigh of breath. The game’s contention is a momentary length and pleasure. You can lose, you can be inferior to others, but you will never accept bullying and humiliation. Obviously, the people in India have miscalculated and put themselves in the game. It’s an enemy of the world.

"What about you guys!?"

The battle hymn of the last days suddenly pointed the sword to the west, and roared: "Russian clothing, mortal blood, snow vows, you are all there, come on, do you want to fight with us?"

Mortal Blood frowned, and with a flick of the rein, he urged the horse to the west.

"What do you mean by mortal blood?" Xueyuan asked hurriedly.

"It doesn't mean anything."

The blood of mortals gritted their teeth and said: "Let’s go to the west to kill the Abyssal Knights, and let them be the main battlefield. Our Russian server is here to ask for money, not to fight for temporary loyalty, Xueyuan, you are A sane person, don’t you think it’s not?"

"I..."

Xueyuan gritted her silver teeth and didn't say anything. Then she waved her sword and said: "The rest of the Snowy Guild, come with me, let's go to clean monsters. The battle here is meaningless. ."

"Yes, the leader!"

A group of Russian players who don't want to be involved in the battle are in their arms, and the tide recedes.

"What about you guys?!"

The sword of the apocalyptic warsong strayed, pointing to the players on the few Japanese and Korean servers not far away, and sneered: "Ning, the sunset in Busan, your main city has been swallowed by the whales of the Chinese theater, and you are now vassals. The state of surrender is just a group of people who have lost their glory. If you go now, then I will not see you, let’s go!"

"What do you mean?!"

Ning looked cold and said: "The blood of mortals, our daily service is only a temporary failure. What about the state of vassal submission? What do you mean by humiliating us with this?"

Busan nodded like the sunset: "The blood of mortals, don't speak too much, what is a group of people who have lost their glory? Glory has always been in our hearts, and Hongye Continent will be glorious again one day!"

"Glory?"

The battle hymn of the last days couldn't help laughing, and said: "A bunch of bereaved dogs, what glory do you have? Since you don't want to go, then stay, we don't mind swinging the iron blade twice more. , I just chopped off two heads!"

"Bastard stuff!"

Ning gritted his teeth, pointed the blade forward, and shouted in a low voice: "Brothers from Hongye Continent, this battle is not for the Chinese war zone or the land of occupation. We are only for our own breath, for our sake. Our own dignity, the dog thief in India clothing deceives people too much, we would rather die in battle than steal your life, right?"

"Yes!"

A group of people raised their sharp blades one after another, and roared together: "Not for the Chinese war zone, for our own dignity!"

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"Well, great!"

The Doomsday Warsong smiled and nodded. He is like a black warrior holding a torch in the dark, igniting the flames of each power. No one knows what he wants to do, but he does have the strength to do so now. , Yinfu’s strength was originally strong, and it can be called the king of the western world. Under the military front of Yinfu, as strong as the national server, they have abandoned the strategy of western expedition. Now, the Indian clothing army, known as the giant elephant of the western world, is pressing the ice and fire. Yuan, it is indeed like a king over the world.

"Apocalyptic war song crazy? What is this trying to do?" Su Xiran asked with a frowned eyebrow.

"I don't know~IndoMTL.com~ I shook my head and said, "But it feels like trying to fight us hard. "

Tang Yun held the staff, her pretty face was full of solemnity, and said, "I guess it might be for monster resources. The battle on the tree of life is about to end. There are only a few hundred worms left in the abyss. Well, for this resource, Yinfu wants to clear us all out of the map, and finally dig out the resources of the version, and it is almost possible to recover its own losses."

Shanyou Fusu took a deep breath and raised his eyebrows: "But the war hymn of the end times has offended too many forces this time. It is not like his style that it has all the European, national, and Japanese and Korean clothes. The previous apocalyptic war anthem was called'Benevolent King'. This time...there is really too much contrast. Did you take the wrong medicine?"

"Perhaps."

The critical gaze was indifferent, holding a sword in his hand, and said: "Don't even say, they will charge right away and get ready to fight! It's a pity that our five tigers have been used up, otherwise they can give a surprise to the apocalyptic war song. ."

"Um..."

Me, Huangxi, Qingyan and others nodded.