Lord of War

The defensive base on the floating island of Aohara Land, although it is constructed and laid out in fortress specifications, for the land boundary, a fortress like this is simply an ultra-mini, because this fortress can only accommodate one at most. About a thousand people. Originally, if the vanguards did not suffer heavy losses, then it would happen to be able to reach the full saturation of the fortress, but it is a pity that due to the failure of intelligence, the number of people left behind in the fortress is no more than a hundred.

  At this time, the roaring explosion sounded one after another in the fortress.

  It is obvious that someone is carrying out blasting work in the fortress.

  Shaun and Ike led more than a dozen students who were only slightly injured and were able to continue fighting, and they were doing the most primitive sabotage work behind enemy lines. As far as the current situation is concerned, this work is obviously very successful. At least the magic crystal cannons in the city have basically been completely destroyed, and several other infrastructures in the fortress have even been detonated. For Sean, Since the fall of the fortress is only a matter of time, it is necessary to destroy all resources that may be counter-used by the enemy.

  But what I saw along the way still made Ike feel a little heartache.

   "Look at the beginning, the war is so cruel." Sean glanced at the surrounding environment, but did not find the enemy, then turned his head to comfort Ike a little.

"I understand." Ike nodded heavily, "It's not that I haven't seen a dead person before, but... it may be ridiculous to say it, but this is indeed the first time I have seen my companion die by the blade of my own. ."

   Looking at Ike, who was sorrowful, Sean opened his mouth, but suddenly didn't know what to say.

  On the miracle continent called the boundary of the floating island people, Xiao En has long been accustomed to the so-called "died under his own blade". In other words, it may be earlier than before coming to this world, to adapt to this cruel competition, but it was in the game at that time. The attacking and plundering between players is also an instinctive nature, so Sean did not feel that there was anything wrong.

  It may be precisely because of this "instinctual nature" that after coming to this world, Sean was able to blend in and adapt to this real world so quickly.

  After all, in Sean’s eyes. The so-called companions, own people, etc. Only limited to those followers around me. In addition, the Lion Kingdom, which belongs to the same camp, and the other nobles attached to the Lion Kingdom, are just communities of interest. It even includes Boulder, Duke of Tequila and Duke of Black Mandala. Hopson and other political groups of the League of Seven.

  The only difference is probably only Asuna.

   However, in a certain subconscious. Sean did not regard Asuna as a person who could be trusted like Cecilia, William, Hela and others. However, compared to other people, it is at least much closer-after becoming the Void Grand Duke, Sean finally began to learn to think like a nobleman in this world.

  So, looking at Ike, who was sorrowful at this time, Sean really didn't know what kind of response he should make.

  Because from the moment the insurgents raised the anti-flag, Sean did not think that they were so-called "owners", and the only thought that existed was the enemy, which could even be said to be extremely evil, and the existence that must be eliminated. But now looking at Ike. As well as the other floating island students, they looked at their faces without any false sorrow. Sean did have such a moment of confusion.

   "Probably, this is the so-called cultural difference."

   "What?" Ike turned his head and looked at Sean, with a puzzled look on his face.

"In the realm, if a situation like this occurs, we all call it civil strife." Sean's voice is a little light, which makes him look a little cold and ruthless. "The appearance of civil strife means death, killing and destruction. …Of course, depending on the actual situation of the outbreak of civil unrest, it is sometimes called an uprising, a coup, or some other messy names. But no matter what excuses are used as the origin of the war, from the moment the war broke out, For both parties, it is only an enemy, and only an enemy, and there is no longer the term "one's own"."

Having said that, Sean looked around again, looked at the faces of these young floating island students, and sighed helplessly: "I don't know what kind of education you received in the past, but I want to... you guys. It is best to adapt to this change in relationship as soon as possible, otherwise you may soon collapse."

  "Are you people in the realm so ruthless and cold-blooded?" A young student suddenly wiped the tears from his face, and then solemnly accused.

"Relentless? Cold-blooded?" Xiao En frowned slightly, and a mocking smile appeared involuntarily on his face. "Then, please tell me, please tell me that the blood on the long sword in your hand is from Where did it come from? Oh, could it be that a few beasts with short eyes jumped out on the road just now, and then they automatically slammed into your sword?... Also, how can a guy with such a low energy as a beast understand that the weapon is right? Their harm."

   "You..." The student's face flushed, "I was just to protect myself!"

   "Protecting yourself, what a beautiful vocabulary." Xiao En's face showed a little disdain, "Just saying this word can you cover up the fact of your killing?"

   "Okay." Iger suddenly looked at the student and shouted. The student bowed his head a little bit anxiously, and stopped making any arguments.

Seeing this student retreat, Iger turned his head to look at Xiao En, and said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency Xiao En, I know that our floating island is quite different from yours. I have also clearly seen your strength. Although I don't dare to agree, I will not deny it, so I hope Your Excellency Sean can also accept our differences in philosophy.... After all, many of the rebels were our relatives and friends."

"That's why I said, you'd better adapt to this change as soon as possible." Sean glanced at the team that was clearly demoralized, and then sighed, "Otherwise, with your mental state, it's only a matter of time before collapse.... I know. You may not like to hear what I say, but this is true. And I believe that you must have not seen the real **** scene..."

   "Is there anything more terrifying than this?"

   "Of course." Sean said lightly. "You should be fortunate that the undead are creatures that only appeared after you left the realm.... Of course, something more terrifying and hateful than the undead is the tide of corpses artificially created by some evil wizards."

   "The corpse tide? What is that?" someone curious asked.

   "Trust me, you still don't know." Sean whispered. "I have met once... once in a lifetime."

if we assume. The Demon Invasion incident was the highlight of the third expansion of the game era that year.

  Then the major game progress event that occurred with the fourth expansion update-that is, the highlight of the so-called expansion update, is the death panic created by a group of evil necromancers-undead natural disasters. These terrorists in the real world used the corpses of heroes, soldiers, and civilians who died in the demon invasion to conduct magical experiments. However, because the experiments were out of control, these evil creatures that were resurrected began to attack the world.

  Compared with the real undead, these evil creatures resurrected by magic experiments have no self-awareness at all. They will only blindly attack all living things in sight. Even ignoring the coercion of the undead clan that has existed since ancient times. And the most terrible. All creatures that have been resurrected have retained their original combat abilities, skills, and experience, so their existence has seriously threatened the entire miracle continent.

   Therefore, the official convenience also gave this incident a relatively appropriate name: corpse tide.

In this disaster, all NPCs will be forced to become evil undead after they die, including the player’s human form and pets, or other important NPC characters, etc., and once these characters die, they can no longer be resurrected. . Even the players. If they are killed by these evil undead creatures, they will also be forced to enter the undead state of 72 hours in real time-in this state. The player can still log in and enter the game, but cannot control the character. Only after the time is over or the player character is killed by another player, can the control be restored.

  Of course, all the player’s equipment, mastered combat skills, etc., are also preserved and put into battle with other players.

  Sean will never forget that when the guild leader of his own guild personally killed the NPC who had been following the guild since the guild was founded, he cried out when he was called the veteran of the war. Many people think that the guild leader is probably just distressed by a legendary NPC powerhouse who has finally been cultivated. But only Sean knows that his president is not such a superficial person. He is really sad, because when everyone else regards these NPCs as data, the man really regards these NPCs as living people. One’s own companions, comrades-in-arms, and relatives.

   "Huh." Xiao En exhaled a sullen breath, getting rid of the sentimental memory.

He can be sure that this real world will never have a demon invasion, so the three key chain events that led to this incident have been completely stifled in the cradle by him, and even all related to the opening of the demon door The props have also been recycled by the Peace Council. However, what Sean is still not sure about is whether this world will have any butterfly effect again, causing those dead brain fans to go to where to collect materials in an attempt to conduct the **** magic experiment again.

Iger patted Sean on the shoulder and whispered, "I know you are for our good, but as you said, cultural differences are not something that can be resolved immediately. So... I hope you can understand. US."

  Sean knew Ike had misunderstood what he meant, but he didn't intend to say anything more, just nodded slightly.

   "Report your Excellency, the unstable magic crystal has been placed!"

  A student walked up to Iger, saluted, and then reported.

  The location where Sean, Iger and others are located at this time is a place similar to a weapon warehouse, but this place is not stored in ordinary weapons, but used to replace parts and ammunition for urban warfare equipment. After Shaun destroyed the magic crystal cannons on the city wall, he took away the other magic crystal filling materials and activated all these magic crystals, leaving them in an unstable state that might explode at any time.

  The explosions in the fortress are the masterpieces of Sean’s journey.

   "Very well, you guys go and observe whether the escape route around you is obstructed, I will be responsible for detonating." Sean took over Iger's command. Said softly.

  Although these young students on the floating island did not feel very good about Sean, it did not hinder their respect for Sean's strength. And so far along the way, Sean's commanding ability has indeed been recognized by everyone, so now that Sean has taken over Iger's command, it has not disgusted others. Instead, he still followed Sean's instructions.

  ……

  A deafening explosion sounded inside the fortress. Accompanied by a strong sense of earthquake, all buildings within a kilometer range collapsed.

   Standing on the open platform, Locke had extremely gloomy eyes.

"Master Locke." A middle-aged man with a slightly old appearance stepped forward, his steps were heavy and his posture was upright. He was obviously a strong man with great martial arts before becoming a rebel. "All the demons in the fortress All the crystal cannons were destroyed. And... the important facilities were basically destroyed. The opponent's assault combat capability was extremely strong. The average person couldn't stop them at all, but they just died meaninglessly."

"Retreat." Locke retracted his gaze and said in a deep voice, "You are not the opponent of that person.... Since there is no equipment we can use here, then act as originally planned, and let everyone be prepared to prepare for the upper level. Floating island for assault."

   "Yes!" The middle-aged man nodded solemnly.

   "Enemy Attack!"

   Just when the middle-aged man turned around to execute the order, the rebels from the first floor suddenly let out a scream.

   followed. A powerful force suddenly spread from the first floor of the command hall, completely covering the entire building.

   "This is..." Locke's expression changed suddenly. The momentum also broke out completely, and the whole person directly smashed the floor of the outdoor balcony and fell to the first floor.

  In the dusty environment, there is a strong smell of blood, and the only thing that is not is the noisy heartbeat.

   Immediately afterwards, a figure suddenly flew out of the dust and attacked Locke.

  The flying speed is extremely fast. Even if it is as strong as Locke, he can only use his sword to block it, and it can avoid this fatal blow. But even so, a very subtle scar appeared on Locke's face, and blood beads were slightly exposed from the scar. But what is really shocking is that Locke's right hand holding the sword trembles slightly, it seems that the blow that he tried to block just now made his hand a little numb.

  The black figure slowly walked out of the smoke.

  This is a man wearing a dark black light armor and a black mask covering half of his face.

  Because of the mask's occlusion, it is impossible to tell his specific age. However, judging from the cold and murderous aura exuding from his body, he is obviously also a battlefield veteran. This man is just standing here, but it feels like the eye of a storm in the storm. The strong breath is constantly emitted and affects everything around him. It is impossible for people with less courage. Confront it.

  This dark-blooded man, who is constantly exuding the intention of killing, is from one of the six major factions in the Chamber, the leader of the dark blood faction, Jarad.

A flash of surprise flashed in Locke’s eyes, but he soon calmed down: "I didn’t expect the conference hall to be so efficient this time. I thought it would take at least one or two months before your conference hall would be able to Reacted.... It seems that a lot of things are not going well this time."

"Master Assali personally issued the order, so it is impossible for people from other factions in the Chamber to stop.... My duty is to take you back. As for the Boudales, someone else is in charge." De looked at Locke and said in a deep voice, "surrender, Locke, you have no chance of winning."

"The legendary command from the President of the General Senate personally, tut..." Locke's mouth raised slightly, "It's really too strong.... It's no wonder that I will receive a special operation order. According to the plan, it should be a few more times. A genius will launch a total offensive. It looks like..."

   "Tell me everything you know, then you still have hope of living!" Jarad said in a deep voice, "Now your strength has been restored, you..."

"It's true, my teacher." Locke sneered. "When I was badly injured, my strength was greatly damaged and bullied, where were you? Now that my strength is restored, you think I have potential again, so I plan to Have you recalled me?... But unfortunately, I am no longer the same Locke. Or... my heart has been filled with the flames of revenge."

Jarad squeezed the long sword in his right hand, and a complex color flashed in his eyes: "You don't even know what happened at that time. When I solve those things and rush back, you have disappeared.... I also punished those people afterwards, and I have been looking for you for so many years..."

"Ah, those don't matter anymore." Locke shrugged, "Maybe someone designed to transfer you away, but... everything doesn't matter anymore. For me now, there is still only one belief, but... no longer It's you, my teacher."

  After that, Locke's figure completely disappeared directly in front of Jarad.

  In the next second, he suddenly appeared beside Jarad, with the sword in his hand pointed at Jarad's heart! (To be continued~^~)

PS:  My mother has been discharged from the hospital, and my condition has improved, and there is only a cough left...but my cough is usually troublesome, but in general, things have basically come to an end, so if there is no surprise, update It should be officially restored. Thank you for your continued support during this period, and thank you for your tolerance for me. I will work hard!