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Chapter 344 Night Tide

"How is the preparation of the Immortal Ten Thousand Army?"

"Everyone has accepted the improvement of the Immortal One. Those people are worthy of being the most iron-blooded soldiers. No one has lost his sense of self-awareness due to the erosion of the Immortal One. Now everyone has ended the recovery period and is entering the adaptation period. I believe that they will soon form combat effectiveness, and related training is also being accelerated."

"Well, it's good to be fast, but don't affect the quality of training for the sake of fast. After all, the Immortal Ten Thousand Army is the only large-scale armed force in the organization now, and the number is not large. The key to soldiers is the essence."

"The leaders don't need to worry. They were excellent veterans before, and fighting has long become their instinct. All we have to do is to improve their skills and adapt them to their new bodies."

"This is the best, but... Zero, that logo, I think it's better to change to a simpler one, after all, it looks a bit..."

"Leader, the flag is the foundation of the morale of the army. An army without a distinct flag is not considered an army at all! I hope the leader understands it!"

After hearing Ling's dull and extremely firm voice, Yue Yulou had to shake his head with a wry smile. He really had no way to deal with this war fanatic. Fortunately, Ling's loyalty to Yue Yulou was as good as his fanatical towards war. This was also recognized by all Mu members. In addition to Shark Dragon, only Zero could complete any tasks assigned by Yue Yulou without hesitation. All Yue Yulou often did not refute his enthusiasm...

"Okay, OK, I know your kindness, then design the flag of the immortal army according to your wishes. After all, you are the commander of that army now."

"Thank you for your trust!"

After seeing Zero, who was wearing a black leather jacket, sitting down quickly, Yue Yulou, who had been meeting for more than an hour, couldn't help but rub his eyebrows tiredly. Due to the rapid expansion of the entire organization's scale, the longer the meeting time is, although it is reasonable, Yue Yulou (Sasus) has never been a qualified manager because he is a person who is afraid of trouble, especially when sitting on a chair to solve things that are more troublesome than he imagined, the stronger the urge to throw away everyone and everything, and to find Yasha's Tears alone...

"Leader, due to the increase in population, it seems that the issue of the expansion of the Sky City should also be put on the agenda, but..."

Kari, who stood up, said a few words, suddenly stopped, then looked at the colleagues around him, and found that several of them were nodding slightly to him, immediately plucked up the courage and said loudly:

"…The City of Sky is just a plan of rights and interests after all, and I hope the leader can consider a fixed stronghold."

"Fixed... stronghold?"

When he heard this, Yue Yulou suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at Kari with a thoughtful look. His tone was also a bit slim, as if he was confused, but he seemed very clear.

"Carry, the organization is in a good situation now. Don't forget the purpose of the leader bringing us together."

Just when the atmosphere was a little weird, Terry William, who had been leaning against the chair with his eyes closed and his arms crossed his chest. He rarely spoke at the meeting. Hearing his words, a hint of embarrassment suddenly appeared on Kari's pale face, and those who nodded immediately shrank their necks slightly...

"Okay, let's put this suggestion down first, you can sit down at Kari..."

After raising his hand to signal the other party to sit down, Yue Yulou, who was already a little tired, wanted to speak out and announce the meeting, but before he could speak, the communication crystal on his right hand suddenly flashed.

"Night Elf Kingdom? What the hell is Riko doing..."

However, when Yue Yu Tower connected the crystal, Arucardo's voice without any emotion came from inside...

"Leader, the battle is about to end. The elves have sent Valkyrie. Now the Shark Dragon is going to fight... The queen asked me to ask you if you can mobilize me to fight."

"Well, is the battle going well?"

"It went very smoothly. After the arrogant elves were ambushed by the powerful legion of the night elves, they were immediately slaughtered like panicked animals. Now the army on the elves has been completely defeated. Valkyrie rushed to fight to cover the retreat."

"In this way... it seems that Riko's command ability is really not to be underestimated. Then you should work harder and help them fight a smooth battle. By the way, let's say something to Riko... After restoring the old border of the Dark Elf, you will temporarily stop and finally sign a temporary armistice agreement with the Elf. It will be of no benefit to overstimulate the Falcon Principality and the Silver Federation. Although they will not send troops to intervene immediately, it is hard to say if the Elf is beaten too badly."

"learn."

After hanging up the communication, Yue Yulou held his forehead with one hand, raised his hand and gently waved it, and announced weakly:

"It's like this today, let's have a break..."

………………………………………

Whoosh...

In a sparse bush, deadly black arrows kept shooting out from the dark corners. At this time, the sky seemed very dark. Although it was still noon, it was like the evening near the night. Countless elves and players were killed by countless dark arrows shot from behind in such a bad state...

"General Dolores! The first battalion behind the palace is over! The team has not yet...well!"

A druid wearing a deer helmet and covered in blood just yelled at an elf general riding a white unicorn with a confused face. After a few sharp arrows suddenly shot into his back, he immediately threw himself to the ground. An elf swordsman standing beside the faint-looking female general saw that there were still several hidden arrows shooting towards the female general. He immediately slid to her and waved the long sword in his hand to knock all the sharp arrows to the ground...

"Aina! Go quickly! The team behind the palace has been defeated! The enemy will catch up soon!"

After knocking down the hidden arrow, the swordsman immediately turned his head and yelled at the female general, but what caught his eyes was a pitiful face as if he was at a loss...

"How could it be, how could it be like this... It's obviously just a Skywalker, why did we lose so badly..."

Dolores, who had long been no longer restored to his original spirit, was no different from those girls who had lost their support. Not long ago, she commanded tens of thousands of troops, intending to destroy the evil city in one fell swoop, but with the sudden arrival of night, her world completely collapsed. Countless elves she had never seen before came out of various dark corners, and countless powerful troops descended from the sky, such as riding on the shadow-loving black who could shuttle through the shadows.

The leopard hunter, a female warrior who can transform his spear into a shadow, a female knight who rides a black unicorn that completely loses light around him, and a soldier who holds a long red knife with a terrifying recovery, and... a purgatory minotaur who is as efficient as a meat grinder. All of this was unexpected by the elves, so the ending of this war at an inappropriate time and inappropriate place is naturally self-evident...

Although the number of night elves is far less than that of elves, the arrogant elves mistakenly divided the army into three routes, resulting in the inability to help each other when encountering ambush. In addition, the powerful mobility and control of air supremacy of the Night Elf Legion, the collapse inevitably occurred. The first thing that collapsed was naturally the players. Under the impact of the players, the remaining elves army could no longer maintain formation...

"Eina!"

Seeing his original fiancée looking like she was flying out of the sky, the elf swordsman immediately no longer cared about any discipline, pulled the reins of the unicorn, and then turned the horse's head over...

"Augustin, what are you doing!"

Finally, under the movement of the mount, the female general woke up, but when she turned her head, a red figure not far away suddenly came into her eyes...

"No! That guy is here again!"

"Hurry, run!"

"Devil! Devil!"

As soon as the red figure appeared, all the elves screamed with pale faces, and even Dolores' body trembled, because she was no longer familiar with this figure. In the whole battle, what scared the elves the most was not the night elves' elusive legion, nor those powerful magic weapons, nor the airship in the sky that kept shelling them, but two figures wearing black silver sand cloaks at the beginning...

As soon as these two figures appeared, they instantly killed two fourth-level masters in the Elf Legion. After that, whenever they went, they would cause bloody storms. Whenever the elves tried to reorganize the team, these two figures would suddenly come out, and then kill them like straw again and harvest them...

Dolores alone could see at least thousands of elves fell at the feet of the two figures. The only feature that these two figures could recognize was that one was holding a heavy sword full of bandages, and the other was holding two black and white short guns in both hands. However, under the desperate attack of a fourth-level druid, the cloak on the figure holding the short gun was finally destroyed, revealing its true body, a white and pale vampire wearing a red windbreaker. At that time, Dolores remembered that figure firmly...

Puff...

The visitor was Arucardo. As soon as he appeared, the two short guns in his hand took away the lives of more than a dozen elves. But surprisingly, even after so many killings, there was still no trace of blood on the two short guns...

"Ena quickly! Go back and report everything to the queen! This night elf kingdom has a great connection with the mysterious organization [Mu]! The other party has been planning for a long time, and its purpose is definitely not as simple as ordinary Skywalker rebellion!"

"What about you!? Let's go together!"

"Haha, these guys must be shown the stubbornness of the elves, otherwise Ayroland will be underestimated..."

"No! Augustine, let's go together..."

Looking at the calm smile on the face of the fiancé who had once been very despised, Dolores' eyes were blurred by tears. But just as she was stubbornly trying to turn the horse's head, the elf swordsman suddenly whispered a few words, then waved his sword and gently cut a hole on the unicorn's butt. The unicorn that was suffering suddenly neighed, raised his front hooves and ran forward quickly... At this time, Dolores had not reacted, because she had heard the other party say those three words to her for the first time and the last time...

"Aina...I love you."

This sentence echoed in her mind. When she realized that she wanted to jump off the horse, she found that her thigh had been tightly locked by Augustine with a rope on the saddle...

"Damn the undead! Get out of Ayloran!"

Although he knew that he could not stop the terrifying killing machine in front of him, Augustine still pulled out another long sword from his waist, then held the sword in his hand and faced with fearless face, surging towards the "red stream"...

"Courage, commendable."

When Augustine heard this, the other party had already flashed behind him, and the white short gun stabbed into his chest without hesitation.

“Um…”

"Augustin!"

After finding that he could not get out, Dolores immediately turned his head and wanted to call him, but what caught her eye was Augustine who was half kneeling in a pool of blood and Arucardo, who was holding a short gun behind him, with a expressionless face.

In an instant, her call turned into a wail of pain, and the tears that she had been holding back by her finally irresistible...

"Elf, you could have run away."

"Ahem... That's right..."

After being pierced by the short gun, Augustine simply gave up the weapon and held the tip of the short gun with his hands tightly, as if he wanted to use this to buy time for his beloved. Arucardo behind him did not chase and kill the elves running away again, but he still looked at the weak existence in front of him with expressionless expression, but there was a rare trace of doubt in his eyes...

"Then why not escape? Isn't life the most precious?"

"Ahem...because...because...because...are someone able to cry for me...the undead...can you...do it?"

Hearing this sentence, a confused look suddenly flashed in Arucardo's eyes, and the expression on his face began to be a little confused, but he did not respond to Augustine's words...

"Ha...it seems...no...it's really sad..."

Puff!

Before he could finish speaking, Arucardo suddenly pulled the short spear back. In an instant, blood gushed out from the elf's chest. In the end, Augustine fell down with a smile. Arucardo, who killed the enemy again, did not leave, but stood there blankly, looking at the other person's face without fear, sadness, and hatred. Suddenly, a cool wind blew, and his blood-red windbreaker was urging in the wind like a flag, rushing...

Bang

But suddenly, Arucardo's breathing suddenly became rapid. Soon, two lines of blood and tears slowly flowed down his scarlet eyes. Two short guns also slowly slid from his hands, rolling slowly into the warm blood...
Chapter completed!
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