I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

"[Thousand Foot] is a demonic tide that wins with numbers."

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

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

Shia did not go to the front line because Lu Tian wanted to see if the defensive fortresses built by the players could really resist monsters. Therefore, apart from letting the townspeople stay in the core area of ​​the town, Shia was not asked to help.

He even started a live broadcast to let viewers on earth truly feel the oppression of the monsters.

"In my era, [Thousand Legs] was not a very threatening demon tide, because the insect swarm was so fragile that it could withstand it for a long time even without the use of a spiritual torch."

Shia said.

The intensity of the demon tide is different, [Thousand Foot] is considered weaker. If the demon tide was [Thousand Foot], it would even be considered an auspicious sign, because the damage caused would be very minimal.

But it's different in this era.

Without the Spirit Torch, and without a large number of mages serving as spell forts to eliminate the insect swarms, the number of [Thousand Legs] would become a headache. Even if the fortress could not be breached, without the defense line formed by the Spirit Torch, these insects could easily bypass it. Fortress, attack the common people in the rear, causing considerable damage.

In the modern Kingdom of Night, the mages can eliminate most of the insect swarms, leaving only a small amount behind to be dealt with by the rangers.

And Lingju...

"Spirit Torch..."

Jost muttered.

As an important part of the magic network, the spiritual torch that uses the soul of the god as fuel is naturally included in the design.

However, Jost was a little hesitant.

If he develops the spirit torch here and engraves it into the magic network and the contracts of all mages connected to the magic network, then he will cause tens of millions of people to die in the future.

If his own sacrifice can save the world, then Jost will die decisively and healthily.

But now, his actions have to help those who come after him decide their fate. This choice is too heavy for Jost.

The reason why the Demonic Network was almost at its last standstill, apart from the need to find a deity that could be imprisoned, was that Jost wanted to find a way to replace the Spirit Torch.

However, this spiritual torch seems inevitable, which makes Jost extremely troubled.

Outside the window, artillery fire roared, and the insect swarm had arrived in front of the fortress.

Wang Hao felt that his hands were shaking. When a person is in a state of extreme nervousness and excitement, there will be a similar tremor that seems to be electrocuted. From a lookout, he watched the insects getting closer and closer, and he could even see their legs. With flagella and sharp mouthparts on his body, he gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.

The last round of artillery fire hit the black mist, making it dark for a moment. Soon, the denser insects made up for it.

Wang Hao's heart was beating wildly. He felt that his current heartbeat might have exceeded 250, and he even felt that he would die suddenly before the insects arrived because of his tachycardia.

"Prepare for contact."

The player in charge shouted, Wang Hao raised his sword, and from the window, he saw the bug crashing towards him blankly.

Peng——

A loud noise sounded from all over the fortress, like a wall, and the swarm of insects crashed into it, causing the building to shake.

Most of the bugs were crushed to pulp by the hard city walls and their companions, while a few got into the windows and swarmed on the ground, in mid-air, and on the walls, attacking everything they saw.

Peng——

Stone decisively took out his gun and killed an approaching bug. His shooting skills were superb and he could kill a monster with only one bullet.

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

Beside them, players held swords, blades, spears and guns in their hands, roaring and fighting those bugs.

One player was firmly grasped by the bug, and the mouthparts full of tentacles bit his head, leaving a large amount of blood.

One player's arm was torn off by a bug, and he used his other hand to chop off the enemy's head.

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

The fighting was tragic, comparable to those cruel wars in human history.

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

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

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

In the struggle between man and natural disasters, tragedy and cruelty are the real themes.

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

Some players' weapons were shot down. He used his fingers to dig into the heads and eyes of the bugs and insert them into the soft parts. Some players had their stomachs opened with a big hole. He chose to pick up a cannonball with the fuse lit and headed outside. The swarm of insects in the sky jumped up.

But faced with such words, Zheng Li did not avert his eyes or close the web page, but looked at it seriously.

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

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

There are also sentry towers that have lost any sound, all the players inside are dead, and the battle has reached the last moment.

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

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

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

Drizzt saw that the number of players around him gradually decreased, and some players resurrected in the quagmire. He immediately picked up the weapons around him to fight against the insect swarm, crumbling in the storm of the insect swarm.

Some bugs have already passed through the defense line and come to the town.

He took out [Fake Sun Flame].

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

The light instantly took away the vision of most creatures. The cold light shot straight into the sky, even dispersing the heavy dark clouds. Like a finger of god, the darkness disappeared and the sun returned to the earth.

Then, the insects hovering in the town seemed to be controlled by some force, and they exploded one after another, and none of them could harm the residents here.

Shia put down her hand and sighed.

"It seems that the current power of the Kingdom of Darkness alone will not be able to resist those monsters after all."

She looked at Jost behind her.

The mage was thoughtful and seemed to be ready.

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