Chapter 738 737. [Thousands of feet]

   "[Thousands of feet] is a magic tide that wins by numbers."

  Jost looked at the weather outside with some anxiety and said.

"Their lord is a huge worm that lays eggs all the time. Those eggs hatch and turn into countless worms. Although these worms are very fragile, they will die if they are hit by magic or a long sword. When the blood moon comes, the number of these monsters is the largest."

   Shia didn't go to the front line, because Lu Kian wanted to see if the defensive fortresses built by these players could really resist monsters, so he didn't let Shia help except to keep the townspeople in the core area of ​​​​the town.

   He even started a live broadcast to let the audience on Earth really feel the oppression of monsters.

   "In my time, [Thousand Feet] was not a very threatening tide, because the swarm was so fragile that it could withstand a long period of time even without a torch."

   Shia said.

The strength of the    magic tide is different, [Thousand Foot] is relatively weak, if the magic tide of that year is [Thousand Foot], it will even be considered a sign of auspiciousness, because the loss will be very small.

   But in this era it is different.

If there is no spirit torch, and there are not a large number of mages to use as spell turrets to eliminate the insect swarm, then the number of [thousand feet] will become a headache. Even if the fort cannot be breached, there is no line of defense formed by the spirit torch, and these insects can easily bypass The fortress, attacking ordinary people in the rear, does considerable damage.

   In the modern night kingdom, the mages can solve most of the swarms, leaving only a small amount to enter the rear, and hand them over to the rangers to deal with.

   And the torch.

   "The Torch."

   Jost muttered to himself.

  As an important part of the magic net, the torch that uses the soul of the gods as fuel is naturally incorporated into the design.

  Just, Jost hesitated.

  If he develops the torch here, and inscribes it into the magic net, and inscribes it into the contract of all the mages who connect to the magic net, then he will cause thousands of people to die because of it in the future.

  If it is said that his own sacrifice can save the world, then Jost will be resolute and generous to die.

   But now, his actions have to help the latecomers decide their fate. This choice is too heavy for Jost.

  The reason why the magic net stopped at the last minute was that Jost wanted to find a way to replace the torch, besides the need to find a deity that could be imprisoned.

   However, this torch seemed to be inevitable, which annoyed Jost very much.

   Outside the window, artillery fire roared, and the swarm had come to the front of the fortress.

Wang Hao felt that his hands were shaking. When people were in a state of extreme tension and excitement, there would be a similar trembling as if they were electrocuted. He was on an observation deck, watching the insects get closer and closer, and he could even see their legs. The flagella and sharp mouthparts, he gritted his teeth and clenched the sword in his hand.

   The last round of artillery fire hit the black mist, dimming it for a moment, and soon, more dense bugs made up for it.

  Wang Hao's heart was beating wildly. He felt that his heartbeat might have already exceeded 250, and he even thought that he would die before the insects came because of the rapid heartbeat.

   "Ready to touch."

   The player in charge of command shouted, Wang Hao raised his sword, and from the window, he saw the bug slammed into it.

  嘭——

   A loud bang sounded from all over the fortress, like a wall, and the swarm slammed into it, causing the building to shake.

  Most of the bugs were crushed into flesh by the hard city walls and later companions, and a few got into the windows, swarming on the ground, midair, and walls, attacking everything they saw.

  嘭——

  Stone decisively took out his gun and eliminated an approaching bug. His shooting skills were superb, and he could eliminate a monster with just one bullet.

   Drizzt also picked up the revolver, but instead of using [Fake Sun Flame], he also used ordinary bullets to deal with bugs.

   By their side, players with long swords, blades, spears and guns in their hands, roared to fight those bugs.

  Some players were firmly grasped by bugs, mouthparts full of tentacles gnawed on their heads, leaving large swathes of blood.

  A player's arm was ripped off by a bug, and with the other hand he chopped off the enemy's head.

   Some players were caught by several bugs, dragged out of the fortress, and thrown into the insect swarm outside the window, and were instantly submerged.

   The battle was brutal, comparable to those brutal wars in human history.

   At this moment, the audience watching these through the live broadcast was speechless.

   The battle originally conceived by Zheng Li, if not as epic and shocking as facing the Iron Lizard, is at least as exciting as in the movie "Magic Tide".

   But it turned out that the pictures he saw were too gentle.

   In the struggle between man and natural disaster, tragic and cruelty are the real main themes.

   In such a battlefield, there is no honor and merit, no justice or evil, only life and death, the purest survival instinct.

Some players' weapons were shot down, and he used his fingers to pick the heads and eyes of those bugs, and inserted them into those soft parts. Some players' stomachs were pulled open. The sky-filled swarm leaped.

   But facing such a situation, Zheng Li did not avoid his eyes or close the webpage, but watched it seriously.

  Now, only such attention is the greatest tribute to them.

  Some towers were surrounded by countless insects and were crumbling, and some fortresses attracted the firepower of the insect swarms and resisted stubbornly.

   There are also sentry towers that have no sound, and the players inside have died, and the battle has reached the last moment.

   There were very few barrages in the live broadcast, and most of the audience were stunned.

  Many war films say that they are anti-war, but in fact they use various means to beautify the war. The essence is anti-war defeat. As long as you win, you will be honored and decorated. They will not tell the audience the price of war.

   In Lu Bian's live broadcast room, all this was clearly displayed in the eyes of the audience.

   Drizzt saw that the number of players around him was gradually decreasing. Some players were resurrected in the quagmire. He immediately picked up the weapons around him to fight against the swarm, and was shaky in the storm of the swarm.

   There are also some bugs that have passed through the defense line and came to the town.

   He took out the [Fake Yang Flame].

   Aim, pull the trigger, and head towards the densest swarm in mid-air.

The   light instantly took away the vision of most creatures, and the cold light shot straight into the sky, even dispelling the thick dark clouds, like a finger of a god, making the darkness disappear and the sun reappears on the earth.

   Then, the insects hovering around the town seemed to be dominated by some force, and they exploded one after another, and none of them could only hurt the residents here.

   Shia put down her hand and sighed.

   "It seems that the power of the current Night Kingdom alone cannot resist those monsters."

   She looked at Jost behind her.

   The mage was thoughtful and seemed to be ready.

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