ebookslot Chapter 286 Battle Of Narvet (End)
Chapter 286 Battle Of Narvet (End)
Not only that, players discovered that the figure of the Winter King had also arrived in front of the Narvitt Barrier.
He knocked an elite elf down to the ground with a sword, and stepped on the elf's chest with his heavy knight's boots.
The long sword was pulled out with force, and a fighting spirit slash was shot up into the sky with its backhand. The Chimera jumped down and screamed, one of its wings was cut off, and it fell into the Narvit Barrier.
There, he would naturally receive warm hospitality from the veterans of the fort.
"Fight to the death!"
Xiwei raised the blood-stained sword high and at the same time activated the halo effect in his skills.
This kind of halo-type skills will not be suppressed by the Moonlight Holy Well. After all, after the players are enhanced, their strength cannot suddenly reach the level of the Sky Knight.
In an instant, a golden lion-engraved shield appeared on all the new and old players on the Narvet Barrier.
The shield gradually integrated into their bodies.
In the end, only a faint golden light was left on the surface of the body, but they felt that their bodies were full of power, and all the comprehensive attributes in the personal panel had a visible increase.
There are also two more golden buffs below their health bars.
[Glory Barrier] The physical and magic resistance is increased by 20%, the blood volume is increased by 10%, and the anti-strike ability is increased by 10% to 50%. The closer to the King of Winter, the stronger the effect of improving the anti-strike ability.
[Winter's Ambition] When fighting the King of Winter, you will feel infinite courage. You will be invincible and conquer all! Your five-dimensional attributes have been improved, and your weapons have an armor-piercing +5 effect.
[Morale Boost] The damage to enemies is increased by 10%. If nearby enemies are killed, the damage will continue to be increased by 0.1%, up to a maximum of 30%.
Under the confused gazes of the elite elves, all the human soldiers on the Narvet Barrier let out loud cheers. Their momentum increased again, and the fighting spirit boiling in their eyes drove wolves and tigers away.
"Tenrea-yavina!"
[Law Order-Holy Shield]
Another soft female voice sounded, and the old players who were close to the Winter King were shocked. Then they discovered that they had a shield with a maximum health value of 20% on their bodies.
"Fuck! Niubi! King of Winter Niubi, Luo Li Niubi!"
"I'm so high!"
The old players were all in a panic. They didn't care about anything. Why did they hesitate when they had so many buffs on their bodies? They just waved their weapons and killed the city wall with excitement.
In the sky, the venom flying dragons led by Yanshuang Shuai and Taishang Buyi sniped at the Chimera and the Horned Eagle Knight.
Beneath the city wall, Don't do anything and Leisurely lead veteran players to launch a counterattack against the elves.
They fight in a very organized manner, often fighting magicians and priests as a group. The warrior or knight player comes forward first to resist damage, the mage outputs magic from behind, and the priest sets up a shield to raise health. As long as they don't encounter too strong elves, they can be invincible.
On the city wall, new players were setting up bows and shooting arrows, or channeling magic. There were also many people who were carefully transporting the wounded and disposing of corpses under the arrangements of the veterans.
After a period of development, the old players are no longer what they used to be.
They have honed their own unique combat skills in various battles, but due to the characteristic of not dying, the player team they formed will never be reduced in number, and the tacit understanding they have cultivated with each other will not be wasted, but will only get better and better. The more mature you are.
On the war zone.
Cooperation between soldiers is very important.
An army without cooperation is just a mess. Although the veteran players are not one, the tacit understanding of this small team has been brought to the extreme.
Of course, the most important thing is the players' fearless spirit and the ability to be constantly resurrected!
The balance of the war began to tilt towards the defenders of the Narvet Barrier. The elves were unable to resist the torrent of players, and their defeat was already apparent.
The storm elemental leader has been defeated.
Such elemental creatures will become weaker and weaker as the battle progresses, and they will gradually consume the elemental energy in their bodies until they die in a physical sense, but their souls and will will not die.
Orengel stood next to the fragments of the storm elemental leader and looked at the group of players chasing the elves in the battlefield with a sigh on his face:
"It's amazing! I can't understand what kind of army His Majesty the Winter King rules! They are like..."
"It's like a bunch of crazy people, isn't it?"
Haofeisi walked up to Orengel and smiled. He was still carrying the great elf sword dance master who had been knocked unconscious by him on his back.
"Why didn't you kill her?"
Orengel was a bit strange.
"Because she has a husband, she is a married woman, do you understand?" Hao Feisi shrugged.
"Otherwise, I would definitely kill her immediately, but it's different now. I have a strong interest in her~"
Orengel: "..."
…
A corner of the battlefield.
Aarons leads a group of players in pursuit of a masked Elf Sword Dancer.
The Elf Sword Dancer was seriously injured.
An arrow pierced his ankle, and at the same time, a large hole was opened in his abdomen by the player's Pyroblast.
The air was filled with the smell of blood and the stench of roasted meat.
"Let's take it easy, elf!"
"Put down your weapons, His Majesty the Winter King promises not to kill the prisoners!"
The Elf Sword Dancer, who was forced into the corner, turned around and his complex eyes fell on Aarons.
Then, he pulled out the two moon blades from his waist, but these two moon blades had already cut into the curled edge and were stained with blood, which showed how many human lives they had devoured on the previous battlefield.
However, this may just be the wishful thinking of the Elf Sword Dancer. After all, he does not know that most of the humans he hacked to death can actually be resurrected.
"Elves never surrender."
"Especially by giving in to you humans."
The Elf Sword Dancer sneered and forced himself into an attacking stance.
"Cowardly humans, even if I am seriously injured, don't you dare to step forward and challenge me?"
Faced with the provocation of the Elf Sword Dancer, Aarons walked out with a long sword in his hand, and his eyes collided with those behind the Sword Dancer's mask.
I don't know why, but it always feels familiar.
"Well, Aarons..."
The players spoke out to advise.
After all, Aarons is just a big knight.
Although he is about to be promoted to an earth knight, he is obviously no match for a sword dancer.
"No need..." Aarons shook his head.
He has his own ideas.
This fearless elf sword dancer deserves a dignified death instead of being hacked to death by him and a group of aliens.
Besides, this elf is at the end of his strength.
"Come on, as a human, I accept your invitation to fight. I am just a great knight, and you were seriously injured. We are barely equals."
The Elf Sword Dancer did not speak, as if acquiescing, he took a deep look at Aarons, and with just one leg, the two moon blades danced into a whirlwind and slashed towards Aarons.
However, perhaps due to the injury, his speed and strength have been greatly reduced, and even Aarons, who is at the level of a knight, can barely parry.
"Bah, bah, bah—"
One man and one elf fought several times, and suddenly the elf sword dancer's body suddenly twisted into a strange arc, and the moon blade slashed towards Aarons at a tricky angle.
At this time, he was unable to dodge. Aarons gritted his teeth and felt a sudden change in his heart. The long sword in his hand also went straight to the heart of the Elf Sword Dancer.
He bet that he would not die.
After all, there is still a priest around.
He also bets that the elves will hide.
"呲——"
The long sword pierced the Elf Sword Dancer's heart, but the Elf Sword Dancer's moon blade turned away the moment it came into contact with Irons, and only lightly brushed against it.
"Clang——"
The moon blade fell limply to the ground.
The Elf Sword Dancer knelt before Irons.
The long sword passed through his body, and blood gradually spread on the ground.
"Why are you……"
Aarons stared blankly at the Elf Sword Dancer kneeling there.
He could have exchanged injuries with him and died together, but the sword dancer did not do that.
"Alan..."
The Elf Sword Dancer coughed up some blood, looked up, and smiled softly.
"The moon blade belongs to the elf. It never leaves the body. There is no way it will be hung on the pergola..."
Aarons's pupils shrank and his voice trembled:
"You...are you Rosie?"
"I already knew you were not an elf..."
Rossi shook his head. He raised his head slightly and looked up at the night sky where the sunset was gone. The sky was dotted with stars. He seemed to see his mother, father and sister smiling at him.
He had countless opportunities to kill Irons, but he failed to do so.
why?
On his deathbed, Rosie asked himself.
Probably because the Irons were his only neighbors for over a hundred years.
Maybe it was because of the gentleness and love in Aarons' eyes when he looked at those elves.
Or maybe it was the flash of deeply hidden apology in Aarons's eyes when he took out his sister's hairpin.
"Vikanier..."
[Elvish language: Peace]
Rosie, the Elf Sword Dancer, just stared up at the night sky blankly, knelt on the ground, and gradually became silent.
…
Elven calendar, year 952.
The legendary elf mage and great elder Leskali did not wait for reinforcements from Elf Queen Alice, and her plan to attack the Narvitt Barrier was shattered by the King of Winter.
Even while leading the remnants back to the Emerald Forest, they were ambushed by the elf army led by Elf Queen Alice.
When she was at the end of her rope, Leskali tore up a teleportation scroll, teleported away with the remaining elves under her command, and disappeared without a trace.
In the same year, in the Underdark, an elf force that believed in the Spider Queen was suddenly established. They called themselves drow, also called night elves.
Leskali served as the first queen of the drow elves, and announced the first racial commandment since taking office, which was to fight all tree elves until death.