A million ways to survive in the dungeon

The whole night passed quickly.

Today is already the fifth day.

Bang.

After falling heavily to the ground, Zheng Qian no longer had the strength to stand up.

too strong.

In the sky, Ares stood tall and motionless.

In sight, the data provided by truth are despairing.

Strength and physical defense both exceeded one million, magic defense and perception were approaching half a million, and even overall agility reached an astonishing three hundred thousand.

Zheng Qian hit him with Taixu Sky with all his strength, which was no different from scraping.

Ares, who prefers physical attacks, actually has higher magic power and magic defense than Zheng Qian, a mage dragon.

This is no longer a battle that can be won with skill, experience and wisdom.

As Venus said, relying on the skill of God of War Determination, Ares can be almost invincible in a long-term battle.

"cough……"

Zheng Qian opened his mouth.

A large amount of blood spurted out from the mouth.

Can't win...

No.

He didn't even have the strength to stand up anymore.

The three major bars of hpmp and ap have almost all bottomed out.

Fighting for three days in a row, eating so many buffs, and in a home arena like the Bronze Prison in March.

Ares's power is almost overwhelming, and there are no blind spots.

Zheng Qian, who had two major killing moves sealed, had almost no chance of victory.

Being able to hold on all night was the best result Zheng Qian could achieve with all his strength.

This is the power of the devil.

Absolute power that nothing can ever match.

"After all, it's just a mortal thing."

Slowly falling from the sky, Ares came to Zheng Qian with the attitude of a winner.

On the other side, there is the Imperial City of Eastern Sichuan.

Flowing through the streets and alleys like a tide.

Houses were destroyed in an instant.

Streets were leveled.

Relying on the small space of street fighting, the warcraft cannot be deployed, and the soldiers gain a stronger terrain advantage.

but…

There is no heavy fire cover and no heavy cavalry to assist in defense.

Pure infantry street fighting, no matter how great the geographical advantage is, how great can it be?

After fighting all night, the soldiers were exhausted physically and mentally.

Standing on the grandstand of the palace, you can look out over the entire royal city.

The streets and alleys were all in flames.

Situ Zhou was wearing the Nine Dragons Armor, and behind him were the seriously injured Jin Ge and Zhao Aotian, as well as two hundred royal guards.

There are less than 100,000 warriors left in the royal city.

Next to it, on the Golden Jade Palace, hundreds of monsters climbed onto the roof of the palace, frantically destroying the Titan cannon.

The extremely charged Titan cannon fired the last shell at the breach in the city wall at the last moment, annihilating hundreds of thousands of monsters.

The four hundred controllers in the control room, as well as the remaining magisters inside, chose to die in the explosion.

They died together with the three to four hundred monsters that crawled in.

Along with the fierce fire that shot up to the sky, the Jinyu Palace was shattered.

Shandong lost its last heavy firepower.

Nothing can stop the monsters from invading the royal city.

At this moment, after a night of fierce fighting, the total number of World of Warcraft annihilated was only 65 million.

In the royal city, the number of warriors still struggling to resist was less than 80,000.

And more than half of them were seriously injured and unable to fight anymore.

"I'm sorry, I'm incompetent..."

Facing the royal city that turned into a sea of ​​fire, Zhao Aotian knelt on the ground with a plop.

The scarred war king could only sob weakly and choked with tears.

"It's over in Sichuan East..."

Jinge, who had exhausted his magic power and AP, collapsed on the ground.

He thumped the ground feebly: "Young people have given their lives to me, but I failed to protect Sichuan...

I am incompetent...what kind of mage am I? ! ! "

Only Situ Zhouzhu stood with his sword, staring at the royal city that was now a sea of ​​fire.

After a long while, he took a deep breath and spoke slightly: "Are Aotian, Jinge, Sichuan... dead?"

As soon as these words came out, both of them raised their heads and looked at the twilight king.

There was no trace of sadness in his brows.

It was as if the current tragic situation had nothing to do with him.

but.

The slightly trembling hand holding the sword betrayed his heart.

"I know that many people among the people call me the Fool King because I am indecisive and not decisive enough.

I also admit that the name Foolish King fits me well.

The vigorous development of eastern Sichuan is not due to me, but to the joint efforts of the country's 80 million people.

It is the hard work of countless young people that has made Eastern Sichuan the second most powerful country in the world today.

I deserve the throne.

But have you forgotten what Zhulong Emperor said?

Open your eyes and look at this royal city. I will ask you again, is Sichuan East really dead? "

Situ Zhou's words were like a clear spring, pouring into the dry hearts of Zhao Aotian and Jin Ge.

Look around.

Under that sea of ​​fire, the royal city was still the royal city.

The soldiers are still fighting.

Even though they knew that there was only a dead end ahead, these young people still continued to move towards the dead end.

They are not fighting for survival.

But he is fighting for this royal city and for humanity.

[Humans are weak in my eyes. Weak, incompetent, and ready to die if touched, but they all have their own dreams, and they work tirelessly for it, moving forward even if they are burdened with mud. This is the greatness of you, weak human beings. 】

Zhulonghuang's words that night have become so clear now.

Ah, yes, this is the great thing about human beings.

This is exactly what grandpa said, the reason why humans can gain a foothold in this world where monsters are rampant!

"...still alive and well!"

Under Jin Ge's astonished eyes, Zhao Aotian stood up tremblingly with only half of the holy sword remaining.

Even if he was just standing and trying his best, Zhao Aotian still roared with the power of his soul with the fire of fighting spirit ignited in his chest:

"Kuandong is still alive! As long as the soldiers don't give up, Chuandong will always be alive!!!"

"well said!!"

Together with the guards behind him, he drew his sword.

Situ Zhou's red velvet cloak fluttered in the wind: "The soldiers are still fighting, how can we hide here and watch the show?

How many years have monsters persecuted us humans? Today is the time for us to prove it to them!

Don't think about doing anything wanton to human beings again!

Don’t even think about persecuting our people anymore!

Because this... is our country!

Come with me! ! ! "

Situ Zhou roared fiercely and rushed down to the palace with two hundred guards, killing the herd of beasts that were coming this way.

Zhao Aotian and Jin Ge held on to their exhausted bodies, let out a final roar, flew into the sky, and launched a final fierce attack on the endless herd of beasts!

…

"Hang around with weak humans, that's exactly why you lost today."

He pinched Zheng Qian's neck with one hand and lifted his legs off the ground.

The super holy sword fell from his hand and broke into several pieces on the ground.

Ares said calmly: "Look at you, you are a mighty Zhulong Emperor, but now you don't even have the strength to raise your hand.

If you hadn't mixed up with humans, how could you have ended up in such an embarrassing situation today? "

Zheng Qian smiled miserably and said, "Are you embarrassed? I can't say for sure. I advise you not to underestimate human beings too much."

"snort."

Ares flicked his arm.

Zheng Qian fell heavily to the ground.

The already bottomed HP is even closer to the limit.

Ares said calmly: "This battle is between humans and monsters, and you versus the devil.

From the start, your side has no chance of winning.

Based on your perception, you should be able to see the situation in the Eastern Sichuan Royal City, right?

Humanity is almost extinct, and you can’t defeat me.

In the final analysis, it is just wishful thinking for mortals and mortals to fight against the devil. "

Indeed, as Ares said, there are less than 60,000 to 70,000 humans left.

And Warcraft has 37-8 million left.

While Zheng Qian is no longer able to fight, Ares still has 60-70% combat power, and will get stronger as he fights.

No matter how you look at this battle, Zheng Qian lost.

boom!

Stomping on Zheng Gan's head, Ares sneered: "However, mortal beings as strong as you are rare after all. This is the first time in many years that I can fight so freely.

So, Zheng Qian, right? How about I give you a chance to live? "

The force on his feet became stronger and stronger, and Zheng Qian felt like his head would be crushed.

He moved his eyes and glared at Ares fiercely: "What...what did you say..."

"Hmph, a chance to survive, didn't you hear clearly?"

Ares smiled excitedly and said: "I have always wanted a mount. After all, the devil also has battles to fight.

Let's do this, you hand over the truth, then become my mount, surrender to the devil, and I will spare your life.

how? "

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