The lord is red again

Two weeks have passed since Lind got two-thirds of the divine skin of the giant Avesta.

The entire Demon Land suddenly fell into a strange atmosphere. It seemed that everyone could foresee that a war was about to begin. The sky was clear, but there seemed to be invisible dark clouds pressing down on the head, making it difficult to breathe.

The feeling of the coming decisive battle was getting stronger and stronger.

The most obvious manifestation was that the undead began to frantically buy a large number of various alchemical props and potions. High-quality recovery potions were always in short supply.

[Miko's Recovery Potion: Quality (4th Ring)]

[After drinking, you can quickly recover 20,000 HP, recover 20,000 mana, magic resistance +15%, slash resistance +15%, lightning resistance +15%, load -10%, movement speed +10%, lasts for 20 minutes]

[Linde's Giant Blessing Scroll: Quality (3rd Ring)]

[After using, you can transform into a giant knight, HP/mana increased by 30%, lasts for 2 hours]

[Linde's Story Jigsaw Collection: Quality (3rd Ring)]

[Collect the puzzle pieces to unlock the method of making the blessing scroll]

[Deep Angel's Flying Blessing: Quality (2nd Ring)]

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[Wheels of the Speeding Chariot: Quality (3rd Ring)]

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A large number of new products were put on the shelves, which further confirmed the possibility of the upcoming war.

The only party that Linde could regard as an enemy was Grand Duke Hein of the North.

Compared to Linde's "heavy bleeding", Grand Duke Hein's side is not much inferior, and is even more "generous" than Linde, throwing out blessed weapons as rewards. It seems that under the tip-off of the undead, the difference in military strength between the two sides has long been clearly placed in front of Grand Duke Hein.

Linde himself, who now has 80% of the undead, is not sure who can stop them when such a terrifying force gathers at this time.

"Fight for me!"

In the north, Grand Duke Hein holds a steel fork, and the emblem on half of his face flashes with his roar.

In front of him is a sea of ​​undead that seems to have no end.

It's a pity that their number is only "only" 600,000, and it is even decreasing.

"Take off Lind Arman's head for me!"

"Take victory for me!"

"Die for me!"

"Fight for me!"

Grand Duke Hein's voice was full of passion. He had been sitting lazily on the throne, as if he felt the urging of fate, burning with excitement, so that his voice could be transmitted to everyone's ears.

"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!!!"

The undead seemed to be really moved by emotions, shouting passionately, and fell into the roar of this sudden war.

But soon they couldn't laugh anymore.

Because they got a system prompt.

[The camp has locked "Grand Duke Hein", fight for your lord. 】

"Fuck! Mom, I don't want to play anymore!"

"I'm just here to join in the fun."

"Lao Hai, you know me, I only play in a favorable situation."

Just now, hundreds of thousands of undead who were roaring and full of passion suddenly fell into a group downtime, letting hundreds of thousands of them fight against tens of millions of undead on the opposite side? Even if it is impossible for millions of people to fight on the same screen in this war, even if there are one million people, it is enough to crush himself and others.

As the camps are locked, all the undead become excited.

They have fought many wars, but there has never been a war that can mobilize all the undead in the entire game. This will be an unimaginable scale of horror.

The technology of "sharing" dreams has indeed been developed on Earth. After packaging A's dreams, they can be sent to B, just to make tens of millions of people appear in the same scene.

Everyone can only call it crazy.

As one of the two lords who led this crazy behavior, Lind is not as concerned as imagined.

If all the participants are undead, there will be almost no impact except for the damage to the terrain and environment. Maybe the selected battlefield will turn into a magical scorched earth.

There is another question, what is the undead in front of the 7-ring strongman.

If it is just dust, there may be some difference between tens of millions of dust and one dust, but it will definitely not be as big as imagined.

Another combat meeting was held in the Sin Dragon Castle, and the "only" undead people who were chosen appeared here "alone".

Unlike the crazy shouting of Grand Duke Hein, the entire Sin Dragon Castle was filled with a sense of desolation.

"We may encounter a war."

Linde sat on the throne, his tone was somewhat tragic.

But at the same time, almost all the undead were complaining.

"We are completely outnumbered, why are you saying you will definitely lose?"

"Damn, Linde, I understand you, after all, you only have one undead to fight, but there are hundreds of thousands of them on the other side, hahaha."

"If you didn't say it, I almost forgot that we are the chosen saviors, there is only one chosen, but the savior can be online."

Linde continued: "We must win this battle, even though it may make us bloody, everything is doomed, I will wait for you at the end of victory."

A golden [! ] appeared on his head.

The mission is here!

[Start the war: Assist Linde to kill Archduke Hein and his gods, and achieve final victory. There will only be one human lord in the Demonic Land, and that is Linde]

[Mission Success Reward: Title of "Light of Humanity"]

[Penalty for mission failure: None]

A mission [! ] is definitely more attractive than any speech. Linde knows very well that no matter how much he says, most people will want to skip it.

Even when he opened his mouth, some people were already shouting "skip", but fortunately the situation was not so bad that no one listened to him. They had to watch the show they were playing.

Linde has absolutely strong confidence in this war.

"Start the war!"

The location selected as the battlefield is in the very center of the Demonic Land. It contains lakes, decaying ruins, homes wrapped in vines, and even skeleton tombs and steep mountains.

There is no supply problem, no need to worry about casualties, just rush forward without hesitation.

This may be the most absurd large-scale war.

After the two sides locked the camp, the undead people who were just having a fun mentality cheered up. Even if they lose in the end, there will definitely be an MVP ranking, or other titles similar to "Although you lose, you will be honored."

The battlefield chosen by the undead "Failed Man" is in an abandoned castle. This huge castle seems to have been violently pulled off the roof by someone's hands. The vines are entangled like spider webs, and green shoots are emerging from the cracks in the bricks. Never miss any opportunity.

"That's awesome." He glanced at the live broadcast and sighed subconsciously.

The war has just begun. When the undead from both sides met, they greeted each other with countless magical bombardments. The entire sky was completely burned into colors by magic.

Temperatures change dramatically, and ice and high temperature flames can occur in just a moment.

The undead team that rushed forward was knocked over by the explosion and turned into ashes, but soon someone else rushed up from behind.

The defeated Man was more rational. He chose this castle where the encounter might be "more simple" because a large army could not be deployed here.

Suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the sky overhead.

The whirring sound made his heart beat wildly. He looked up and saw a golden stream of light quickly coming down.

"boom!"

The explosion, smoke and dust spread, and the flying sand and gravel rushed into the sky, and then after reaching the highest position it could reach, it turned into a heavy rain and fell.

There was a burst of crackling.

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The crazy -1 health value made the defeated Man wake up. He sat up and shook his head, seeing that he had lost most of his health bar due to the aftermath, and his head was empty.

The surroundings became more desolate and dilapidated than before.

Fortunately, his position was relatively safe. The thing that fell from the sky just knocked over several walls, and several large rocks were randomly placed on top of him, completely blocking him.

He quickly turned over and climbed up, looking through the gap.

"Acquire some points!"

Someone shouted.

The undead from the hostile forces rushed over, but it should be more than that. The defeated Man saw the undead from his own camp rushing forward.

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"Good opportunity!"

As he expected, it couldn't be used here. Most undead people didn't like the terrain here. Knights couldn't run and wizards couldn't aim.

If you rush out to help at this time, you will surely win quickly.

The failed Man was just about to leave when he saw the golden light bombing and the smoke rising upwards again.

Wearing a golden battle armor and carrying a spiritual sword, the Ring Knight, [Golden Queen] Raniya has already revealed her red name.

"Wait a minute?" The defeated Man was slightly confused.

In a dilapidated ruins, if a BOSS appears, how should it be calculated here? Is it in the wild or in the main city?

Soon he no longer needed to think, because when the golden light dissipated and the smoke and dust also dissipated, a large flag was planted on the ground. It was the product of alchemy. From far away, the magic machine could be heard whispering. .

"It turns out this is a tower pushing game."

Conquer cities and seize territory.

Then his primary goal should not be to fight against others, because there is no advantage in numbers and he can steal the flag.

"You lose, how do you play this?"

In the live broadcast room he had been following, someone was complaining.

The moment Raniya planted the flag, almost at the same time, flags were successfully planted in other places.

If you use a magic miniature model and observe the dynamics in real time, you will find that the battlefield was occupied in an instant and became Lind's land.

After the undead people on Archduke Hein's side, who had no numerical advantage at all, tried to launch a charge attack, they could only retreat and distance themselves, allowing the battlefield to move closer to the north unknowingly.

Place the flag wherever you go.

Even if one or two people occasionally succeed in stealing the flag, they will fall into the hands of a vast ocean of undead.

"It's really unplayable. The game balance is so bad. It doesn't feel epic at all." The defeated Man complained, then walked out of the corner with his hands raised.

Voted.

At the same time, Linde was watching the undead team advance rapidly, which was different from his decision to allocate BOSS-level NPCs evenly to occupy the land to snatch "spring water" for the undead to quickly resurrect.

Grand Duke Hein never let a powerful subordinate appear from beginning to end.

This means that the opponent is likely to gather all his men together to form the final line of defense.

The tortoise-shell-like defensive formation gave Lind a headache.

After one of the 6th-ring strongmen launched a range attack, the undead who rushed forward like a moth to a flame had no other means of response except launching a suicide attack and being "forced" to commit suicide.

One undead reacted quickly and successfully resisted a range attack by constantly putting on shields and increasing defensive magic.

But!

There was not only one enemy strongman.

Two 6th-ring strongmen stood together and released range magic damage of different attributes at the same time, completely blocking the undead's attack. No matter how powerful the undead was, it would be impossible to successfully break through two 6th-ring strongmen who were good at range attacks, not to mention that there were still the third, fourth, and fifth behind...

Lind looked at the undead who were defeated again and again, watching the shock wave sweep again and again, blooming like a flower, bombing and knocking down everyone they touched.

Those who used their cleverness to forcibly resist would also quickly collapse under the coverage and burning of the rain-like flame halo that followed.

"There are five gatekeepers, and there are at least a dozen inside." Lind was thinking about how to break the gate.

Because the power of the gods is much stronger than that of the undead, and the attack range is far beyond the limit of the undead, so when the two sides engage in magic bombardment, it is often the undead who launch short-range attacks visible to the naked eye, but will be blown up by the super-long magic gathering.

Suddenly, the sky was torn apart by a fierce flame, and the scorching heat drilled into the eyes of all the people who saw this scene, igniting their pupils.

The number of undead on Lind's side was immediately reduced in large numbers.

And everyone also vaguely saw that it was a powerful and twisted figure. The other party was very good at spitting flames, and the content of the spitting flame magic elements was surprisingly dense.

"Power from other planes." Lind said, "It seems that our Grand Duke Hein has found a new helper."

The defensive counterattack suddenly turned the undead into minions, standing there at a loss.

Lind picked up the axe, walked out of the Sin Dragon Castle, and stood on the dragon head.

"Teleport!"

The gap in the plane was torn open, and the figures of strong men appeared above the undead army, showing their original size.

The war of millions of people on the same screen finally came.

A bright flame cut through the sky and pierced the twisted figure, followed by bombings one after another.

Everyone heard the shocking and terrifying shrill scream. The monster that was still spitting flames and burning and killing the last moment exploded the next moment, raining blood on the battlefield.

Its huge body turned into a flaming meteor and fell towards Lind's undead.

The fireball bombarded, and the undead fell to the ground.

But no one was injured, because they found that their attributes were undergoing a huge improvement.

A gift after a victory in a war?