I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler - Chapter 745

Chapter 745 744. A little flame

Night country, a fort somewhere.

The swarm of insects has covered the entire sky, rising from the twisted grass in the Black Forest, and wherever they see it, even the stones are trying to gnaw.

The armor of the remaining knights in the fortress was tattered and torn. They had withstood the attack of two waves of insect swarms. Most of the people had been damaged. The only remaining people had empty eyes and numb expressions. Obviously, in this desperate battle Among them, not only the body, but also the intellect has been tormented. Even if he is lucky enough to survive, his perception of the world will undergo earth-shaking changes, and he will never be able to return to the past.

A knight looked at the swarms of insects in the mountains and fields outside the fortress. His eyes moved and he lowered his head. He looked at the long sword in his hand that was full of gaps due to the constant slashing of insects. He felt a little tired.

Why are you here by yourself?

What’s the reason you keep fighting?

This world will eventually be devoured and destroyed by monsters, and the torture I endure here is meaningless.

He felt a soft whisper in his ear, persuading him.

The knight raised his sword and placed it across his neck.

The people around noticed his actions, some people stood up and tried to stop him, but there was hesitation in his actions.

Desperate emotions spread, the knight slashed the blade across his neck, the rough and full of notches still spread the flesh and blood flowed like a stream.

The knight had no words, the blood had blocked his throat, and a trace of final regret flashed in his eyes. He grabbed the wound on his throat with both hands, trying to stop the blood from overflowing. Gradually losing strength, the whole person slumped down, ushering in the end of life.

The others looked at each other in dismay, and it was impossible to say that they had no similar thoughts.

Boom——

At this moment, a shock hit, and the wall in front finally collapsed due to the gnawing of the insect swarm. The black swarm poured into the fortress. The knights suddenly regretted and wanted to pursue the person who committed suicide. go.

But time has not given them more opportunities.

After a while, the fortress was completely razed, and those knights, not even the corpses, were left, only the cold wind whistled.

This kind of situation can be seen everywhere in the country of night now.

This situation will continue for several days in the Kingdom of Night.

In a world more tortured than hell, even normal death is a luxury.

In a village and town near the Black Forest, two old men who could not walk sat on a bench and looked at the swarm of insects. The two clasped each other’s hands and closed their eyes as the swarm dived .

In the big town a little further away, the mother held her child and looked at the insect flying in the air, her eyes full of despair.

Even the nobles were left to flee when they saw the sky that was gradually being eroded in the distance.

In the face of the magic tide, all the gaps in power, status, power, identity, and everything are erased by the speed of light, and only death is the only equality.

Sunset Town.

The appearance of the pale knights made all the players present excited a lot.

The attack of the    insect swarm seems to have weakened a lot. Some insects find it difficult to gnaw down here, and turn to other areas to harm them.

The bugs that were attacking the fortress were blocked by the players’ various strange and extraordinary items, making it difficult to break through the building.

A ray of light burst out from the banner of the Pale Knight, piercing the blocking insect swarm like a sharp knife, the light blooming, and forcibly splitting a path from the sea of ​​insects.

The knights marched toward the fortress. Their speed was very fast. Although they were only walking, they were like riding horses. This must also be the effect of magic.

In a short while, the knights came to the town. They opened the barriers, continuously released fire and frost, attacked the swarms of insects hovering in the sky, and protected the people in the town.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Even if the defense line of Sunset Town can temporarily resist the swarm, the rest of the night kingdom is full of death and mourning.

Jost was on the tower, and in front of him was the scattered parchment on which the final ritual process of the Weave was written.

In a flash of inspiration, Jost finally completed what may be the greatest spell in the Kingdom of Night from ancient times to the present, past, present, future, any time, and any place.

Now, all that’s left is to set it on fire.

However, Jost hesitated.

Such a decision, can he really be arbitrary?

He looked into the distance.

The fortress was crumbling in the storm of the insect swarm, and the undead players rushed forward, constantly reborn from the quagmire, and rallied to the battlefield.

The mages in the town hold high their flags, and face the surging tide of insects, they are not afraid of death, even if the body is polluted, they still continue to use magic to protect the townspeople.

On the watchtower of the fortress, which mirrors the gray tower, Lu Han and others who helped him are also doing their best to defeat the swarm.

In such a world, I seem out of place.

Jost heard a rumbling sound.

Maybe it’s because the speed of advancement here is too slow, maybe because the existence of the Chosen attracts the attention of the monsters, and on the other side of the horizon, a huge insect emerges.

Under the chitinous shell of the worm is a soft body covered with mucus. It is huge and bloated, like a diseased tumor. The worm floats in the air and hangs down countless wriggling tentacles. It is like a rotten mass The flesh exudes a terrifying and ferocious aura, and the sixteen eyes are looking in different directions, making people feel horrified.

There are many more bugs like this.

Like balloons floating, the swarm made way for these bugs, forming a path of gaps.

Seeing this scene, Shia’s expression changed slightly.

“Get rid of those bugs first.”

She pointed to the front one.

Immediately, the magic in his hand crossed a distance of 100 meters and flew towards the bug.

But before the magic hit, the bug exploded.

Boom——

A flash of light enough to make people blind temporarily, followed by a huge roar, the worm exploded like a balloon, and the shock wave caused by it was accompanied by flames, devouring its kin, and the explosive airflow came towards the fortress, causing it to explode. Shia’s hair fluttered.

In Shia’s time, there was such a mutant bug in [Thousand-Foot]. Although it moves relatively slowly, its destructive power is amazing. If there is no torch to block, then these insect swarms can completely enter the vicinity of the fortress, detonate themselves, and destroy the fortifications. .

What’s more, with the advantage of numbers, this explosion is endless.

The mages can use various means to snipe these bugs from a long distance, but as long as there is one fish that slips through the net, then everything will be for naught.

In addition, there are bugs that move faster, like rolling balls, but with less destructive power, as well as bugs that devour magic for magic, bugs that specifically cut steel, and bugs that can hide their bodies. transformed insects.

These bugs usually appear on the second or third day of the blood moon, and that’s when the real hardship is.

But now, the magic tide has just started for half a day, and these alienated bugs appeared on the battlefield.

Boom——

Shia saw that a sentry tower in front was hit by the exploding bug, a small mushroom cloud rose, and after the smoke disappeared, there was only a ruin.

More exploding bugs appeared on the battlefield. Shia didn’t know if this was a ripple of history caused by the arrival of the Chosen One. She only knew that if it continued like this, the damage caused by the magic wave this time would be more than that. The history is much larger, there will be more territories to fall, and the butterfly effect may affect more history.

This is the struggle of the kingdom of night.

Even if humans have won for thousands of years, monsters only need to win once to decide the outcome.

嗖——

From the exploding bug, several smaller, shuttle-like bugs fell. They were extremely fast and numerous. In a blink of an eye, they crossed the swarm, crossed the fort, and hit the magic barrier in the town. The towering gray tower.

Boom, boom, boom—

A series of explosions sounded, and Drizzt saw that under the smoke of gunpowder, although the magic barrier still existed, it was also damaged a lot, resulting in cracks. The mages inside were struggling to support, and the frequency of attacks changed with the accelerated erosion of pollution. Low.

As for the towering gray tower, the explosion damaged the tower body, and the whole tower was crumbling like a candle in the wind.

Jost was shaken and fell, he fell to the ground, blood left from his arm, Jost coughed continuously, blood splashed on the parchment, shocking.

He knew it was time.

Jost stood up, he stood at the top of the grey tower.

Swish-

Hundreds of similar bugs, those bugs headed towards the gray tower in a messy trajectory.

They seem to be afraid of something, in awe of something, afraid of something, eager to destroy this tower that has not yet played any role.

Shia tried her best to stop these bugs.

There are too many.

These hundreds of bugs, even if only one slipped through the net, is enough to cause huge trauma.

Under the absolute suppression of firepower, even magic appears pale and powerless.

Boom——

One hundred dense and one sparse, a bug hit the gray tower.

In the sound of the explosion, the wreckage of countless buildings flew out.

Shia’s heart thumped, and a bad premonition arose.

She saw that in the smoke and dust, the gray tower was riddled with holes, as if it would collapse in the next moment.

However, the grey tower is still there.

At this moment, everyone’s attention was attracted by this dilapidated tower.

At the top of the tower, stood a man.

He was wearing a red robe, his face was haggard, and there was still blood on the corner of his mouth.

Jost laughed unconsciously.

He laughed because he finally found the answer.

In this gloomy, hopeless, night-shrouded world, we really need a little fire.

This flame is not a **** who abandoned human beings, nor is it an old ruler who created monsters.

This flame, Jost finally understands now.

is himself.

(end of this chapter)