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Today, in the Wind Realm, it is the day after the surprise attack on the Realm Guarding Hall.

The effect of the surprise attack was not obvious. At least the reaction capabilities of these alliance armies in the eighth era far exceeded the calculations of the Guardian Palace. So in the end we can only achieve results that cannot be considered successful.

"I have no way to make all the star spirit nobles obey me...unless the palace master can appear in person."

In front of Tialma, the Red Dragon King showed a hint of helplessness, "Furthermore, the Eighth Era was unexpectedly able to adapt to the conditions of the Wind Realm... How could those two God-slaying battleships and those magic cavalry be so powerful? ? We also have some protoss here who have experienced the war between hundreds of races in the eighth era. According to them, the God-Slaying Battleship and the Magic Guide should not have such power! "

Gradually becoming excited, the Red Dragon King glared at Tialma: "If the original God-Slaying Battleship and Magical Cavalry had such power, maybe the war between hundreds of tribes in the eighth era would have been successful... This This statement, sir, do you think it’s ridiculous?”

Tialma, who was looking through the files after the attack, said calmly without raising her head: "Do you think it's ridiculous? Or do you also think that this kind of progress is impossible in the eighth era?"

"After hundreds of tribes, the creativity of all living beings has been deprived! Even progress should have limits."

Tialma raised her head and said, "But at least they who appeared in front of the Guardian Palace have clearly broken this limit. This is the current situation."

The Red Dragon King sighed: "Lord Tialma, please tell me... is there something behind the Eighth Era that is supporting them? And we are not just the palace masters, but even the quasi-demon kings and demon kings... Why is there no news yet?”

"Red Dragon King. Listen carefully. I will only accomplish what I should accomplish now based on the rights I have." Tialma said calmly: "No matter what kind of demon king, quasi-demon king, no matter whether there is someone behind the Eighth Era …That’s all. Now, please convey my message and let all the Star Spirit nobles and the leaders of the World Guarding Hall gather.”

"Is this...could it?!"

"Since it is a war, it should look like a war. If you don't obey, then follow the wartime rules." In an extremely cold and absolutely ruthless voice, the woman said: "Every time This is the rule in an era, and it is the same in the Star Spirit world. Tell all the Star Spirit nobles that their most important things are in my hands!"

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"Since it is a war, casualties are inevitable. Here, I will not say anything to comfort you, because I believe you are standing here. This is the most outstanding battle, and you have already prepared to face everything. Mental preparation. Now, with the highest respect, let us draw the final curtain for these soldiers who left their heroic appearance on the battlefield. "

There was a funeral, one attended by nearly everyone in the Union Army.

After the coffin was closed, as the representative and master of ceremonies for this funeral, the king of the Dragon Empire spoke so loudly. "Everyone! Our future is not far away! It is now the sixth level of the Wind Realm. There will be more to come! Until the end, the Star Spirit Realm will become a paradise for us and other sentient beings in the eighth era!"

The applause was thunderous.

This made the representatives from various countries in the row above the back seat have to admit that this Dragon Emperor is indeed a guy who can arouse emotions. He knows what has been said and when, and he also knows what should be done.

No wonder that a small country at the beginning could eventually become the most powerful among all the Eighth Age forces in existence. Even the Empire of Night, which had always been the strongest country by default, had to admit its shortcomings at this time. All this except that Dragon Empire has a ton of great Chosen Ones. Having magic cavalry, having a God-killing battleship... At first, it was actually just because this young man was behind it.

"After this time, his reputation will increase again, right? If the next war can be victorious to the end, the Dragon Empire will probably become the well-deserved number one in the eyes of most people."

Among the countless people who came to watch the ceremony, a voice that was neither salty nor light sounded quietly. Staring at all this was a pair of very beautiful eyes. Of course, it's not just these eyes that are so beautiful.

At least it has a companion that is comparable to it.

"Yuluo, we broke away from the Tingfeng battleship and came here as soldiers. We have fought so far...can't you let it go?"

The voice sounded again. This is the voice that Princess Yuro is familiar with. This is the voice of Karahime, the voice that has accompanied her to this day.

"There is nothing about letting go or not letting go...it's just that we have different ideas, which are incompatible after all." Princess Youluo looked at the Dragon Empire on the high platform indifferently, turned around and walked away: "He did better than me. Much better. It's enough for me now."

How many people still remember the woman who single-handedly resisted countless Styx demons before the end of the era, and even did not hesitate to explode the glorious holy sword?

Song Ji sighed sadly and said a little irritably: "It's really a damn persistence... Damn your ideals, isn't it enough just to be alive? Who can see such atonement? Persistence to those fake souls , who can see it? No one can see it..."

Song Ji couldn't deal with her mood, and she was even more unwilling to stay in this place where fighting spirit was gradually growing. She left without fighting spirit.

The next day, the Eighth Era troops gathered, the Guardian Palace troops gathered, and the all-out war belonging to the sixth level truly began.

Here, everyone's attention is attracted, no matter what is in the sky, what is on the ground, or what is in the dark, or the discerning, or the incomprehensible, or the ulterior motives, or the things that have not yet arrived but have not been missed. …

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War has always been cruel, so this time's total war is no different...except for the grand scale, it is not much different.

I just listen to the number of deaths increasing every day, and I feel exhausted like a zombie every day when I return to my resting place and fall asleep. I don’t want to think about anything anymore, not even whether I can survive tomorrow. think.

Every minute and every second of sleep is so precious...for the troops of the Eighth Era. For the combined forces of the Shoujie Palace and the Protoss Nobles.

This place is like a battlefield that will never end or stop.

Recorded on the seventh day of the battle... I am just an unknown soldier from the eighth era, but in the future, will anyone be able to read the words I left behind?

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"The situation is not optimistic... Our resources are really consumed too much! But the Eighth Era still seems to have sufficient resources... It's so weird."

In the wrong center of the Shoujie Palace, at the battle meeting that was held on time every day, a nobleman in charge of the logistics resources of the entire army clicked on the document in hand. Frowning.

"Why is there a shortage of resources? In the star spirit world... there is a shortage of resources? Are you kidding me?"

The great nobleman who temporarily acted as the statistician said coldly: "Of course there will be no shortage of resources in the Star Spirit World! There are indeed unlimited resources here! But because of this, everyone here has no idea of ​​​​collecting resources! Why? ? Because resources are too easy for us to obtain, but this makes us not in the habit of carrying more with us - this time, although almost all the nobles have gathered, everyone came with resources. , even less than 30%!”

"I dared to come immediately after hearing the call from the World Guard Palace. I didn't have enough time to prepare!"

"As the long-standing manager of the Star Spirit Realm, shouldn't the Shoujie Palace provide all the expenses for this war?"

On the eighth day, bad quarrels began to appear among the defenders. And to this. When the master of the palace was no longer there, the person at the top who supposedly had the highest say in matters turned a blind eye to this.

The statistician on one side was quarreling with dozens of nobles, while on the other side, some leaders of the Shoujie Palace said: "Red Dragon King, why has there been no news from this headquarters in the past few days? It stands to reason. We already communicate with the headquarters at least once a day.”

"I am also confused about this. In fact, three days ago, I sent a team of flying dragons back, but there is still no news of their return?"

"Oh? Did something unexpected happen? And Red Dragon King, you deliberately concealed it?"

"Are you questioning my answer?"

"The three kings are not the masters of the palace. If we all unite, we will still impeach the three kings and even refuse the instructions from the three kings... Red Dragon King, please remember this."

In this regard, as the top one, she still ignored it... In fact, she did not participate in the combat meetings in the past few days at all.

As for the Red Dragon King, he only saw each other twice in three days.

Two very brief times. Nothing gained except the willful instruction of 'continue'.

But continue...can such a joint force continue? The Red Dragon King secretly sighed in his heart - the isolation between the layers was too strong. I am afraid that except for those demon kings, no one can communicate between cross-level areas.

However, even so. But there are also responsive solutions... For example, the two parties have separate channels on both sides of the layer area, and they can send awakenings and communicate at any time.

However, there was no news from the upper area for such a long time, and the team sent failed to return... A bad premonition was growing in the heart of the Red Dragon King.

I'm afraid something happened in the upper area.

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"I'm afraid something happened in the lower area. None of the teams we sent came back with news."

Battle meetings are not only held by the Shoujie Palace - at the same time, the Eighth Era also has problems that are as confusing as the Shoujie Palace.

"I'm afraid something bad happened in the lower area." Queen Eltress of the Shadow Empire, who has always been at the rear, said, "Here, I want to send more teams back to see what happened. ”

"The war has always been very tight. If we arbitrarily transfer troops at this time, I am afraid it will have a greater negative impact on subsequent battles."

"But please don't forget that a peaceful country is our foundation. We are fighting here, but what happened in the country is still unclear...Have your minds been blinded by the war and become the most ordinary paste? ?" Queen Eltress suddenly clapped her hands and said angrily.

"Then according to Her Majesty the Queen's wishes, send a few more troops back to check. If there is any caution, let them return immediately." The Dragon Emperor suddenly decided at this time: "Tomorrow, we will take the initiative to attack. After this period of time, Temporary training, our cavalry brigade will officially enter the battlefield tomorrow!" (To be continued.)