Lord of War

Although the defense base on the floating island of Qingyuan Land is built and laid out according to the specifications of a fortress, a fortress like this is simply super miniature in terms of the boundary, because this fortress can only accommodate one person at most. About a thousand people. Originally, if the vanguards hadn't suffered heavy losses, they would have just reached the full saturation of the fortress, but unfortunately because of the failure of intelligence, the number of people staying in the fortress in the end was no more than a hundred people.

At this time, roaring explosions erupted one after another in the fortress.

It is obvious that someone is carrying out blasting work in the fortress.

Sean and Ike led more than a dozen trainees who were only slightly injured but still able to continue fighting, and were doing the most primitive sabotage work behind enemy lines. As far as the current situation is concerned, this work is obviously very successful. At least the magic crystal cannons in the city have been completely destroyed, and even detonated several other infrastructures in the fortress. For Sean, Since the fall of the fortress is only a matter of time, it is necessary to destroy all resources that may be counter-used by the enemy.

However, what he saw along the way still made Ike feel a little heartbroken.

"Look out, war is so cruel." Sean glanced at the surrounding environment, but did not find the enemy, so he turned around to comfort Ike a little.

"I understand." Ike nodded heavily, "It's not like I haven't seen dead people before, but...it may be ridiculous to say it, but this is indeed the first time I have seen my companion die by my own sword .”

Looking at Ike with a sad face, Sean opened his mouth, but suddenly he didn't know what to say.

On that miraculous continent called the boundary by the people of the floating island, Sean has long been used to the so-called "death by his own blade". In other words, they may have adapted to this cruel competition earlier than before coming to this world. It's just that it was in the game at that time, and the attacking and plundering among players was also an instinctive nature, so Sean didn't think there was anything wrong.

It may also be because of this "instinctive nature". Therefore, after coming to this world, Sean was able to integrate and adapt to this real world so quickly.

after all. From Xiao En's point of view, the so-called companions, relatives, etc. are only limited to those followers around him. In addition, including the Kingdom of Ryan belonging to the same camp, and other nobles attached to the Kingdom of Ryan, they are just a community of interests, which even includes the Duke of Tequila Boulder and the Duke of Black Mandala. The political group of the League of Seven, Hopson et al.

The only one who has a slight difference is probably Asuna.

but. In a certain subconscious, Sean did not regard Asuna as his own person who could be trusted like Cecilia, William, Hela, etc., but at least he was much closer than others—becoming After Duke Void, Sean finally began to learn to think like the nobles of this world.

So, looking at Ike with a sad face at this time, Sean really didn't know what kind of response he should make.

Because from the moment those rebels raised the flag of rebellion, Sean didn't think they were the so-called "his own people." The only thought of existence was the enemy, and it could even be said to be extremely evil, an existence that must be eliminated. But now look at Ike. As well as the other floating island students, seeing their expressions of grief without any pretense, Sean was indeed confused for a moment.

"perhaps.

This is the so-called cultural difference. "

"What?" Ike turned his head to look at Sean with a puzzled look on his face.

"In the realm, if a situation like this occurs, we call it civil strife." Sean's voice was a little light, which made him look a little cold and heartless, "The emergence of civil strife means death, killing and destruction. ...Of course, depending on the actual situation of the outbreak of the civil strife, sometimes it will be called an uprising, a coup, or some other messy names. But no matter what kind of excuse is used as the origin of the war. From the moment the war broke out, For both sides, it is just an enemy. There is only an enemy, and there is no such thing as 'our own'."

Speaking of which. Xiao En glanced around again, looked at the faces of these young floating island students, and sighed helplessly: "I don't know what kind of education you guys received in the past, but I think... you'd better get used to it as soon as possible. This transformation of the relationship, otherwise you may collapse soon."

"Are all the people in your realm so ruthless and cold-blooded?" A young student suddenly wiped away the tears on his face, and then accused him in a deep voice.

"Ruthless? Cold-blooded?" Sean frowned slightly, and a mocking smile appeared on his face involuntarily, "Then, please tell me, who is kind and kind like a saint, the blood stained on the long sword in your hand is from Where did it come from? Oh, could it be that a few monsters with no eyes jumped out on the road just now, and then they automatically ran into your sword?... That's right, how can a guy with such low energy as a monster understand the importance of weapons? their danger."

"You..." The student's face flushed red, "I just did it to protect myself!"

"Self-preservation, what a beautiful and pleasant word." Sean showed a bit of disdain on his face, "As long as you say this word, can you cover up the fact that you killed?"

"Okay." Iger suddenly looked at the student and shouted. The student bowed his head resentfully, and did not make any further arguments.

Seeing the student retreat, Iger turned his head to look at Sean, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency Sean, I know that our floating island is very different from yours. I have also clearly seen your strength. Although I dare not agree with it, I will not deny it either, so I hope His Excellency Xiao En can also accept our differences in philosophy... After all, many of those rebels were once our relatives and friends."

"That's why I said, you'd better adapt to this change as soon as possible." Sean glanced at the team whose morale was obviously low, and then sighed, "Otherwise, with your mental state, it's only a matter of time before you collapse. ... I know You may not like to hear what I said, but it is the truth. And I believe that you must have never seen the real horror of hell..."

"Could it be. Is there anything more terrifying than this?"

"Of course." Xiao En said lightly, "You should be glad that the undead are creatures that only appeared after you left the land...Of course. What is more terrifying and hateful than the undead is the corpse wave artificially created by some evil mages .”

"Corpse tide? What is that?" A curious person asked.

"Trust me. It's better you don't know." Sean whispered, "I met once... an unforgettable time in my life."

If we say that the demon invasion incident was the highlight of the third expansion pack update in the game era that year.

Then, the major game progress event that accompanied the update of the fourth expansion pack—that is, the highlight of the expansion pack, as it is commonly known—is the death panic artificially created by a group of evil necromancers—the natural disaster of the undead. These terrorists, which are equivalent to the real world, use the corpses of heroes, soldiers, and civilians who died in the demonic invasion to conduct magical experiments, but because the experiments got out of control, these resurrected evil creatures began to attack the world .

Compared with the real undead, these evil creatures revived by magical experiments have no self-awareness at all. They will only blindly attack all living creatures within sight, even ignoring the coercion of the superiors that have existed in the undead race since ancient times. And the most frightening thing is that all the resurrected creatures retain their original combat abilities, skills, and experience, so their existence seriously threatens the entire Miracle Continent.

Therefore, the official conveniently gave this incident a relatively appropriate name: Corpse Tide.

And in this disaster, all the dead will be forced to become evil undead, including the player's dolls and pets, or other important characters, etc., and once these characters die, they can no longer be resurrected. Not even the players. If you are killed by these evil undead creatures, you will also be forced to enter the undead state for 72 hours in real time-in this state, players can still log in to the game. However, the character cannot be controlled, and the control can only be regained after the time is over or the player character is killed by other players.

Of course, all the player's equipment, mastered combat skills, etc. are also preserved and put into battles with other players.

Sean will never forget the throbbing cries that the president of his guild made when he personally killed the veteran who had been following the guild since its establishment. Many people think that the president is probably just feeling sorry for a legendary powerhouse he has finally cultivated. But only Sean knows. His president is not such a superficial person, he is really sad. Because when other people regard these as data, that man really regards these as real people. It is my companion, comrade-in-arms, relative.

"Huh." Sean exhaled softly, getting rid of this sentimental memory.

He can be sure that the demon invasion will never happen again in this real world, so the three key chain events that lead to this incident have been completely strangled in the cradle by him, and even all The relevant props that lead to the opening of the demon gate have also been recovered by the Peace Council. However, what Sean is still unsure about is whether there will be another butterfly effect in this world, causing those dead and brainless fans to go somewhere to collect materials in an attempt to conduct that damn magic experiment again.

Iger patted Sean on the shoulder and said in a low voice: "I know you are doing it for our own good, but as you said, cultural differences are not something that can be resolved immediately. So... I hope you can understand us."

Sean knew that Ike had misunderstood him, but he didn't intend to say anything, just nodded slightly.

"Report Your Excellency, the unstable magic crystal has been placed!"

A student walked up to Iger, saluted, and then reported.

The location where Sean, Iger, and the others are now is a place similar to an arsenal, except that what is stored in this place is not ordinary weapons, but parts and ammunition used to replace urban warfare equipment. kind. After Xiao En destroyed the magic crystal cannons on the city wall, he took away the other magic crystal filling materials, and activated all these magic crystals, making them in an unstable state that might explode at any time.

The several explosions in the fortress are the masterpieces of Sean's journey.

"Very well, you guys go and see if there are any obstacles to the escape routes around you. I'll be in charge of detonating it." Sean took over Iger's command and said softly.

Although these young students on the floating island didn't have a good impression of Sean, it didn't hinder their respect for Sean's strength. And it's been going on so far. Sean's command ability has indeed been recognized by everyone, so now Sean takes over Iger's command. It didn't make other people feel disgusted, but still followed Xiao En's instructions.

...

A deafening explosion sounded in the fortress, accompanied by a strong sense of earthquake, all the buildings within a thousand meters collapsed.

Locke, who was standing on the open-air platform, had extremely gloomy eyes.

"Lord Locke." A middle-aged man with a slightly older appearance stepped forward. His steps were heavy and his figure was tall and straight. It was obvious that he was also a strong martial artist before he became a rebel. "All the magic crystal cannons in the fortress have been destroyed, and... the important facilities have also been basically destroyed. The opponent's assault combat ability is extremely strong, ordinary people can't stop them at all, they just die meaninglessly. "

"Retreat." Locke withdrew his gaze and said in a deep voice, "You are not that person's opponent....Since there is no equipment we can use here, then act according to the original plan and let everyone get ready and prepare to go to the upper floors. Assault on the floating island."

"Yes!" The middle-aged man nodded in a deep voice.

"Enemy attack!"

Just when the middle-aged man turned around to execute the order, the rebels from the first floor suddenly let out a scream.

Immediately afterwards. A powerful force suddenly spread from the first floor of the command hall, completely covering the entire building.

"This is..." Locke's expression suddenly changed, and his aura also exploded completely. The whole person directly crushed the floor of the open-air balcony and fell to the first floor.

In the dusty environment, there was a strong smell of blood, but the only thing missing was the noisy heartbeat.

Immediately afterwards, a figure suddenly flew out of the dust and attacked Locke.

The flying speed is extremely fast, even if it is as strong as Locke, he can only try his best to block it with his sword, barely avoiding this fatal blow. But even so. A very small scar also appeared on Locke's face, and blood beads were slightly exposed from the scar. But the real shocker. It was Locke's right hand holding the sword that trembled slightly, as if the blow he tried to block just now had paralyzed his hand a little.

black figure. Walk out slowly from the smoke.

This is a man wearing dark black light armor and a black mask covering half of his face.

Because of the occlusion of the mask, it is impossible to tell his exact age. However, judging from the cold and murderous aura emanating from his body, it is obvious that he is also a veteran who has been in battle for a long time. This man is just standing here, but it feels like the eye of the storm in a storm. A strong breath is emitted all the time, and it affects everything around him. It is impossible for a person with a little courage confront it.

This man dressed in pitch black and exuding the intent of killing is from one of the six major factions in the chamber, the leader of the Dark Blood faction, Garrard.

A flash of surprise flashed in Locke's eyes, but he soon calmed down again: "I didn't expect the conference hall to be so efficient this time, I thought it would take at least another month or two before your conference hall can Respond...It seems that many things are not going well this time."

"Master Asali personally issued the order, so it is impossible for people from other factions in the chamber to stop it....My duty is to take you back. As for Budales, someone else is in charge." Jia La De looked at Locke and said in a deep voice, "Surrender, Locke, you have no chance of winning."

"The legendary order issued by the Chief of the General Senate himself, tsk tsk..." The corner of Locke's mouth slightly raised, "It's really too strong.... No wonder I received a special action order. According to the plan, it should be a few days later. A genius would launch an all-out attack. Looks like..."

"Tell me everything you know, then you still have hope of living!" Garrard said in a deep voice, "Now that your strength has recovered, you..."

"It's really realistic, my teacher." Locke sneered, "Where were you when I was seriously injured, my strength was greatly damaged and I was bullied? Now that my strength has recovered, you think I have potential again, so you plan to Have you recalled me?...But unfortunately, I am no longer the Locke I was back then. Or...my heart has been filled with the flames of revenge."

Garrard clenched the long sword in his right hand, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes: "You didn't know what happened at that time. When I resolved those matters and rushed back, you were already missing. … I also punished those people afterwards, and I have been looking for you for so many years..."

"Ah, those don't matter anymore." Locke shrugged, "Maybe someone planned to transfer you away, but... everything doesn't matter anymore. For me now, there is still only one belief, but... it is no longer It's you, my teacher."

After all, Locke's figure disappeared completely in front of Garrard.

In the next second, he suddenly appeared beside Garrard, with the long sword in his hand pointing directly at Garrard's heart! (to be continued)【】