Armageddon: Shelters Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

The eighth picture follows.

The eighth map recorded a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. In the face of powerful monsters, the empire was defeated again and again. Finally, their territory was also forced to shrink around the temple.

As for other areas on the land, most of them are occupied by monsters.

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The monsters began to march towards the temple from all directions, and after the king of the empire handed over a horn to the general of the army, he led some of the tribesmen to leave the temple and head towards the blank area not occupied by monsters.

And at the bottom of this picture, there is a line of obvious text labels.

"We can't resist the attack of monsters, we need to seek help from other people in the distance! If no one is willing to help us, then after the sun rises and sets a hundred times, we will return to the ancestral land and fight to the death with my people!"

A line of extremely ancient and complex characters caught Lu Yan's eyes, and they were translated into words he could understand almost at the same instant.

Although in the ruins, the game functions cannot be used, but as part of the doomsday game, the settings in the ruins do not exceed the game settings, but strictly follow the rules of [communication of characters and communication of languages]!

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The army of the empire escorted the king and some nobles away from the encirclement of the monsters. Afterwards, the general of the army blew the horn given to him by the king. The troops and the monsters experienced countless **** battles. The soldiers were greatly reduced and had to retreat to the vicinity of the temple.

Eleventh.

The imperial army built a large number of earthen fortresses near the temple as temporary fortresses. They were preparing for the final decisive battle here to defend their ancestral land and homeland. It was a tragic and long war.

Every soldier showed the belief that they must die. They piled up arrows, spears, and food in the bunker, and regarded this place as their last position.

Facing monsters, they will not escape, nor can they escape!

There is no exit from the bunker, and there are only two possibilities to come out once it is closed.

One is to defeat the invasion of monsters, and the other... is to be broken by monsters, and the corpses of soldiers are dragged out by monsters!

Twelfth.

The tragic war puts great psychological pressure on every soldier, but the soldiers still have hope in their hearts. They draw lines on the wall of the bunker every day, quietly waiting for the "one hundred" promised by their king. Day] The arrival of the date.

Although the war is fierce, as long as you persist for a hundred days, the king will bring back reinforcements, won't he?

Before the king returns, the ancestral land must be guarded, and the king cannot see a dilapidated ruin!

Supported by such beliefs, the soldiers endured the narrow space in the bunker, the ferocious enemies, and the threat of death, and they defeated the attacks of monsters time and time again.

There is no picture on the thirteenth picture, but only a line of text.

"The sun has risen in the east and set in the west. One hundred and twenty-seven days have passed, and the king still has not returned. The generals of the army stand on the tower and look at the direction the king left in the past. There is no trace of any figure on the distant horizon."

Fourteenth picture.

The invasion of the monsters became more and more intense, and the beliefs in the soldiers' hearts gradually collapsed. What was more desperate than the cruel enemies was the king's deception and the treachery of the clansmen.

The soldiers finally understood that they had been abandoned.

Abandoned by the most trusted and admired king and the closest clansmen!

This kind of despair made them lose their fighting spirit in an instant. After knowing this fact, many soldiers chose to commit suicide in the bunker.

The soldiers who were able to remain strong in the face of ferocious monsters finally collapsed under the betrayal of their own people.

Fifteenth picture.

On the one hundred and fifty-seventh day, almost all the soldiers died. The army general holding the horn came to the temple alone, smashed the throne symbolizing the kingship with a hammer, knelt down in front of the statue and uttered the most vicious curse .

"Those who abandoned us...we will not die, but will wander the land as ghosts, waiting for your return! We will sew your mouths full of lies with our own hands, and take out your mouths full of lies. Treacherous heart!"

Sixteenth picture.

The general stood in the temple and blew the blood-stained horn in his hand. With the sound of the horn, some twisted spirit bodies emerged from the soldiers who had already died on the ground. They roared mournfully and hovered over the temple. , like a group of demons dancing wildly.

The seventeenth and last picture also has no pattern and ends with a sentence.

"The general used his own soul to rebirth the dead soldiers in the state of wandering ghosts. They entrenched here, waiting for those who betrayed them to come back and tear them to pieces!"

"They are no longer loyal soldiers of the king, but vengeful evil spirits!"

"When the horns sound again, they will follow the horn master's orders and drag anyone into a horrible hell!"

The murals on the entire parchment are all over here. Generally speaking, this is a slightly clichéd story.

A timid and fearful king, he coaxed his army to stand firm when the danger came, but he led the people to escape. In the end, he was hated by the soldiers, and he wanted revenge even if he turned into a ghost!

The combination of the ball on the parchment and the prompt that appeared when he first entered the ruins is enough to prove its authenticity.

"That is to say... the most precious treasure in this ruins is the horn!" Lu Yan found the key point in a short time. According to the last sentence on the parchment scroll, it can be judged that the horn in the general's hand was to control the entire void The treasures of all the ghost soldiers in the ruins are equivalent to [Soldier Talismans] in some games. With it, I can obtain everything in this ruins without any pressure or danger!

Lu Yan's heart beat wildly.

Although the technological level of this relic seems to be far inferior to that of the White Bear City relic, the records on the parchment add a layer of [surreal] ability to the treasures in this relic.

Who is more threatening, ghost soldiers or special fighters?

Which is more precious, a horn capable of commanding a ghost army or a fighter jet?

Although the positioning of the two is very different~www.wuxiaspot.com~, Lu Yan feels that the preciousness between them is almost the same!

However, exploring the temple alone should be very dangerous...

Thinking of this, Lu Yan showed a gentle smile on his face. He put the sheepskin roll in his bag and looked at Jin Jingxiu who was squatting aside, and said softly: "Little girl, I invite you to join my team now, let's explore together. The temple, the treasure you finally got... How about fifty-five points?"

The smile on Lu Yan's face was amiable, but Jin Jingxiu shook his head suddenly, and said in a trembling voice: "No, I don't want to go again, it's too scary there!"

"Don't be afraid, the two of us are a team! I will protect you!" Lu Yan patted his chest and said.

The expression on Jin Jingxiu's face became even more frightened. She stood up, pointed at Lu Yan and gritted her teeth: "Don't lie to me! You must want to treat me as a guinea pig or cannon fodder! You think I'm stupid Are you pretending to be a nice guy?"

The smile on Lu Yan's face froze.

After a long time, he sighed and his expression became indifferent.

"Little girl, let me advise you! In the relationship between two people, when the strong is still willing to make some disguise for his behavior, the weak had better pretend that he didn't see through it, and don't expose it in the end! Otherwise, when the two sides tear up After the face is broken, the weak will be torn off even the last fig leaf of dignity..."

Lu Yan pointed the spear point at Jin Jingxiu's throat, only three centimeters away.

She could smell the pungent smell of blood and death on the tip of the spear.

"So you agreed..." Lu Yan asked softly:

"Or are you forced to agree?"

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