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Chapter 904 903. The last conversation between the dead and the living

Before the fifth black disaster began, all commentators on the mainland made full and meaningless evaluations of the significance of this war. The most common rhetoric they used was that this black disaster would usher in a period of chaos. era.

Well, this sounds reasonable at first. However, during the previous black disasters, the ancestors of the commentators also said similar things. Any black disaster will impact the order of the mainland, and it will always be difficult to restore the order. Time, isn't this an era of chaos?

Therefore, no matter which world they are in, the so-called big V guys can't do anything new except pretending and talking nonsense.

As for those few people who can really see the essence through phenomena, such as Murphy and Lord Paying, they will say similar things, but the "era of chaos" these people refer to is a broader and deeper concept.

In short, both fools and geniuses believe that the fifth black disaster will bring about changes destined to be recorded in history, but no one dares to make the outrageous conclusion that the gods will fall into the mortal world in this war, even if they have gone crazy. None of the lunatics dare to say that.

After all, in a world where gods truly exist, any discussion of gods is obscure and taboo.

However, this thing that the world thought would never happen happened in front of everyone.

In front of all the soldiers of the entire Maginot Line, amid the wide-eyed yells of the surviving players, and under the doubtful gazes of the vampires and golden ones, such a big pale giant wolf appeared like a shooting star. After tearing apart the star realm from the sky and landing, His first contact with the material world caused an instant but permanent change in the Crimean Fortress and the surrounding terrain. Along with the demise of the frozen castle, tens of thousands of people were frozen. "Ice Sculpture".

There are humans and vampires, but most of them are astral wolves.

General Baldwin should probably thank the Silver Wolf for launching the wolf plague. In the previous battle, the soldiers in the entire fortress were forced to move to the periphery due to the wolf plague. The battle between the golden men and the silver wolf also dispersed the defenders in the main part of the fortress. Most of the time, the God of the North Wind's "God's Fall" did not cause more terrible damage.

Of course, the premise is that General Baldwin can survive the current desperate situation.

The brave but unlucky commander was now trapped beneath the shattered and collapsed fortress, and fell into a tunnel dug by the ratmen. The good news was that the gap between the tunnel and the ground allowed him to escape from above. He was lucky enough to save his life due to the smashed castle fragments and the "honored buttocks" of the North Wind God.

The bad news is that General Baldwin is trapped in the tunnel.

The worse news was that when he struggled to get up in the dark with a bloody head, what he saw was a group of frozen black servant rats in various postures.

The earthen walls of this tunnel were covered with frost. The temperature here was so low that even a Nord born in the wilderness made him tremble all over. Moreover, because the God of the North Wind was directly above him, the temperature here was still as low as The speed is visible to the naked eye.

He had to get out of here before he was frozen.

The general is a rational person. He doesn't need to think about it to guess how chaotic the ground is at this moment. Astral wolves, Crimean defenders, Maginot reinforcements and jackals are all involved. Entered into this situation that was completely unexpected by everyone.

So at this time, will anyone really come to save himself in this chaos?

General Baldwin took a few seconds to think and then came to a pessimistic conclusion.

He is now on his own.

Fortunately, although the general does not need to go into battle to kill the enemy in most cases, the excellent bloodline inherited from the Baldwin family makes him a pretty good psychic master in his own right, even though the sudden arrival of the God of the North Wind caused all the psychic powers in the vicinity to Replaced with ice psychic powers, but as a spellcaster he always has a way.

After taking several breaths, Baldwin used the broken cane as a casting medium to apply a flame shield to himself with difficulty, using the flying fireflies to maintain his basic body temperature.

Then he crawled outward along the tunnel, crushing the frozen rat-man corpses and collecting explosives that could still be used along the way.

He must live!

He must keep fighting!

The Crimean Fortress, which is the defense zone of the Winter Wolf Legion, was razed to the ground due to various accidents today. Many of the soldiers under his command were killed and injured. He lost his glory and even the Winter Wolf Legion suffered humiliation, but this place is still his. position!

Even if he is the only one who survives, the battle still needs to continue.

"Ouch!!!"

A painful scream came from the ground, interrupting all General Baldwin's thoughts. He heard that the sound was exactly the same as the previous cry of pain from the God of the North Wind, and the gods who landed in the material world were being attacked.

Perhaps it was the ambitious silver wolf Kherson, that madman who wanted to kill the Nordic god in the Nordic land!

Unforgivable!

Baldwin gritted his teeth and accelerated underground. He thought that he was not a believer who was so fanatical that he lost his mind. However, in this situation, hearing the lamentation of the gods with his own ears still made him angry, and he felt a need to guard in his heart. He must join the battle due to the fanaticism and impulsiveness of the gods!

Once the God of the North Wind falls on the land of the Nords, it will bring an unimaginable impact on the faith of his motherland. And once there is a problem with the church that supports Her Majesty the Wolf Lady, the hidden opposition in the country will definitely take advantage of the opportunity. The momentum was building. Rurik, the powerful minister who had aroused the power of the Hero King and seized the rule of the country, had pointed out the direction for all careerists.

They know what to do and they never pass up an opportunity.

Under the current situation on the mainland, if there is another coup in Nordtov, let alone the Plantagenet Kingdom, even the Transians who have reborn from the ashes of the war will not let go of this God-given opportunity.

The general clarified the situation in an instant. In the face of such a situation, the Black Disaster could step aside. Therefore, the first priority in today's battle was to protect the gods and kill the traitors who drove away the wolves.

He was thinking as he crawled forward, but when he rounded a corner, General Baldwin saw the completely collapsed tunnel in front of him. It should have been the middle section that was collapsed by the explosion on the ground. He took a dead end!

He stepped forward and punched the frozen soil with his fists, and he could even hear the shouts of death and the roars of the jackals coming from the ground, mixed with the long screams of the astral wolves.

But he was trapped in this tunnel and unable to participate in the battle.

Damn it!

Baldwin gathered his spiritual energy and attacked diagonally upwards. Ice cones drove into the soil but could not lift it. Instead, his spiritual energy was consumed too quickly due to the violent activities. After several attacks, the general's fire shield dissipated. When he opened the door, the unbearable biting cold air surrounded him, causing him to spray white mist visible to the naked eye every time he breathed.

If this continues he will freeze to death.

Blanch!

This is not the ending he deserves.

He could not act like a coward in such an important war that would determine the fate of the country. He died with such an ending. It was simply a mockery of fate.

"Is anyone there? I'm down there!"

General Baldwin roared with all his strength along the collapsed tunnel in front of him. He knew that it was difficult for his voice to reach the ground, but he was powerless at the moment until he touched the explosives he had collected along the way. A crazy idea came to the general's mind. Surge was then adopted by him.

He piled up the explosives hanging with ice flakes and placed them at the end of the tunnel. He crawled back a certain distance, and then used his last spiritual energy to gather a ball of fire on his fingers. In this way, blasting in a sealed environment might open the passage. , but there is also a high probability of burying oneself in a collapsed tunnel.

At this point, he had no better choice, so after taking a deep breath, the general flicked out the flame on his finger and ignited the fuse of the dwarf bomb. He silently recited the words of the God of the North Wind in his heart. Mingtao hopes that the gods can protect him.

But then he thought that his God might not even be able to protect Himself today.

Alas, even the gods are not free in this damn era.

"boom"

The flames rose, and the violent impact lifted up the frozen soil above, allowing General Baldwin to see a glimmer of light. But before he could take action, the broken soil came crashing down on his face, covering up the last glimmer of light in his eyes.

Baldwin realized he was going to die.

He clenched his fists to prepare for the arrival of that moment, but just when he was pressed by the clod of soil and felt suffocated, he heard strange ground vibrations and shouts.

"Come on! There's someone here, Zhuo! It's General Baldwin! I saw him at the cocktail party! He was buried. Come on, let the walker come over! We dug up the general, and he owes us an unpayable favor. La."

The veteran of the Qing Dynasty who was holding a chain sword on the ground shouted, and soon a heavy walking machine came over with six legs, and used its attached mechanical bucket to hit the frozen soil twice, knocking the General Baldwin dug it out of the ground along with the man and the clods of earth.

At this moment, he was in a daze of being rescued.

He was surrounded by a group of young players. He was pinched and slapped for several minutes before he woke up. When the general opened his eyes, he saw the Transian walking machine at the first sight. He saw that The walking machine is painted in the style of the Winter Wolves Legion, and the number is written in red paint on the outer armor of the walking machine.

"Duke Moritz?"

These two names that were obviously put together made General Baldwin feel like he was struck by lightning. He immediately thought of his adjutants who died in Baphomet Canyon.

While General Baldwin was looking at the walker, the dragoon's weird red observation mark like a blood-red eyeball was also moving in the V-shaped observation window and finally landed on the general. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Baldwin's For a moment, I really felt that this giant war machine was "looking" at me.

"This is. This."

The general felt that he might be crazy, perhaps just because of the dizziness caused by the short-term suffocation, but he really seemed to detect a familiar feeling from the machine in front of him, just like the feeling when Colonel Duke was still beside him.

"The jackals are coming! Kill them!"

A scream interrupted the general's strange thoughts. He turned his head with difficulty on the stretcher and saw a group of fully armed jackals fighting towards us in the cold wind and snow. Until this moment, he escaped from death. Only then did General Baldwin discover that his location was exactly in the middle and front of the ruins of the Crimean Fortress.

The undead heroes and the soldiers from the fortress formed a line of defense here. Colonel Fraser of the Plantagenet Vanguard Army and Lord Balder commanded the soldiers on the left and right, and the gnolls who came like a tide were killed in this freezing cold place. A fight to the death was going on on the battlefield. In the sky, there were wolf vultures of the Iron Foot Army and vampires flying around dropping explosives. The seven legendary giant snakes were holding down the battle for the warriors, making it difficult for the jackals to break through for a while. A thin line of defense.

Farther away in the sky covered with falling snow, three armed airships of the Transans were rushing towards this side.

The hilly terrain of the Crimean Fortress has completely turned into an ice field covered with falling snow and cold wind. This is the continuous extension of the power of the North Wind God in the material world.

The good news is that after the fall of Boreas, the Astral Wolves retreated whimpering in fear of the Wolf Father. The bad news is that fanatical gnolls driven by the Lord of the Hunt filled the void.

Just behind this front, in the frozen ruins of the Crimean Fortress, the traitor Silver Wolf and her remaining wolf plague lords are forming an alliance with the Chosen of Gnolls, trying to attack the God of the North Wind. Carrying out despicable assassinations, Grand Duke Shani, Grand Duke Tris and other golden people were there to guard the weak old Su Tou.

The two sides were engaged in a life-and-death battle right in front of where Lao Su's head fell. This time it was completely different from the previous test. This time it was bloody and merciless.

The worst thing is that a filthy holy sword with blood splattered on Old Sutou's chest has been inserted.

This vicious weapon with subspace filth was destroying the body of the North Wind God and continuously injecting that vicious power into Su's body. After losing the purification of the artificial godhead, he had already fought with the subspace evil things before. Su, who was exhausted from the battle, had to fight this erosion on his own.

"That sword has wolf blood"

General Baldwin struggled to get up.

He didn't want to miss such a battle, but as soon as he got up, his feet went weak, and he was supported by a hand that looked like a mummy before he fell to the ground.

The general turned around and saw old Baldwin standing in the wind and snow, staring at him expressionlessly.

"What are you going to do?"

The corpse witch asked dumbly, and the general gritted his teeth and said:

"Pull out that sword from the body of the god! It was the sword that Su gave to the King of Heroes back then, and it was given to you by the King of Heroes! It was precisely because you lost it that caused today's disaster. I no longer want to It is my duty to state what a disgrace this brings to the Baldwin family.

Wash away that shame, for the sake of the family and for you."

"But that sword has been infected by the filthy power of the Lord of Hunting. To pull it out from the body of the North Wind God means to face the destruction of the evil god. Su's divine power is protecting him and keeping everything close. His life will be washed by cold wind and frost.

That is definitely not something that the living can do.

And I'm already dead, I can't die again. "

Old Baldwin whispered:

"That was a mistake I made. Why should you pay the price? That is the continuation of my story in this era. Regardless of glory or despicability, it has nothing to do with you. Stay here! Yegor, you The soldiers need you more.

Forget the Wolf Blood Holy Sword and the shame it brings, now you have to fight for yourself. "

After saying that, Old Bao looked back at Master Qin, who had just killed a jackal captain. After hearing the conversation between the two Baldwins, the latter knew that the epic task chain of "recovering wolf blood" that he had triggered before had finally come to an end. Advance to the next level.

Mr. Qin didn't even need Old Baldwin's request, so he took the initiative to summon the players around him.

All the players became excited when they heard that they were going to rescue a god. The only way to stay here is to kill the gnolls, but after more than three months of fighting, the players have long been tired of the gnolls. The choice between killing the barbarians and saving the gods is almost a no-brainer.

They quickly regrouped, and under the leadership of Old Qin, they followed Old Baldwin and Undead Sword Master Irina in a mighty rush towards Su's location in the extremely low-visibility wind and snow.

Behind them, General Baldwin, who was holding a bloody spear to support himself, watched these guys leave. He looked back at the battlefield.

His own soldiers were fighting. Even though the position was in dilapidated condition, the surviving soldiers were still roaring in the polar storm. The Transanian armed airships had begun to drop bombs, creating a line in the Jackal formation. A blazing flame.

The angry soldiers were advancing, but they needed a general.

It was like two choices and two destinies were placed in front of Baldwin. The future turned into two completely different lines in his eyes. Either he would bet on Baldwin's surname and wash away the shame of his ancestors, or he could seize his own present. , and together with his own army, he defends the concept of protecting his home and country that he cherishes throughout his life.

"Buzz"

Just when General Baldwin hesitated, the Dragoon walker that had been left behind made a loud noise. In the billowing black smoke, it stepped out on its steel six legs, and in the cold wind, a terrifying mechanical harvesting sickle popped up and rushed toward The jackals who came over chased him.

It's like a just right reminder

"Duke? Is that really you?"

General Baldwin finally looked back at the growing snowstorm behind him. He could no longer see the figures of Old Baldwin and the players. In the next moment, he turned back and limped to follow Dragoon One who had started the massacre.

He picked up a bloody sword from the ground and inserted it into his waist. He also picked up a blood vulture claw left by the Transians and several magazines. Finally, he threw away the broken spear and left a knife swaying in the wind and snow. The broken battle flag was lifted up, and he gave a solemn military salute to the Winter Wolf warrior at his feet who was sworn to defend the military flag, and then he shouted:

"Wait for me, Duke, and Moritz! The hell took me to the battlefield, my leg was broken Duke, you know that? You should have listened to me, you should have stayed away from all vehicles. Look. How embarrassed you are now."