This is not the first time that the dead shadows have appeared in the world of Grantia, nor have they always been such a vicious form.

Northwest of the Tomb of the Saint, the four holy cities, [Construction Fortress Carola] On the huge and majestic line of defense consisting of steel and gun barrels, an officer wearing a thick protective suit and looking at the edge of the sky in the distance for some reason suddenly remembered the land thirty years ago.

At that time, the shadow of the dead was not called the shadow of the dead. These existences derived from the dead were called the remnant sound by the crowd. Under the special protocrystal energy of the continent of Grantia, before the human soul dissipates, it will imprint its own imprint into this world, forming something similar to an epitaph. When all the harsh conditions are met, the remnant sound will appear again, reappearing some of the behaviors or words of the living before their lifetime, and relatives who see this scene will regard it as a good omen, thanking the deceased for their protection.

The World of Grantia is a single world composed of a whole continent. According to the legend of the creation of the Saints, this continent is located in the center of the four oceans. At the end of the world is a chaotic chaos. There are many curious adventurers in history who want to explore the end of the sea, but in the end they and their ships disappeared at the edge of their vision and never came back. However, according to some adventurers who returned decisively in the middle of the journey, they saw the remnants and warnings of these predecessors, so they quickly returned and did not continue to move forward.

Therefore, at the beginning, the remnant sound is not a vicious form that devours sentient beings. They have always existed in the epitaph of the deceased, the last blessing before death, and the form of a carrier of some inheritance. The tomb of the saint is where countless remnants remain.

Unlike the remnants of ordinary people, the remaining illusions of the strong in this world are even stronger than those of ordinary people, so they can have a certain level of thinking and thinking ability, and even leave a part of the inheritance. However, their existence will plunder the free energy in the surrounding heaven and earth, make the abundant land deserted, and make the vitality forests and lakes full of vitality wither and dry out. Therefore, for the safety of this world, as long as possible, most powerful people and great men will be sent to the holy tomb for burial and sealed before they die.

Now, the world is changing drastically, and the remnant sound becomes a dead shadow. To exterminate all life in the world, the huge cluster of sealed magic arrays in the Tomb of the Saint is the last line of defense in the world. If it is broken, then there will be no place in the entire Grantia world to survive. After the phantoms of countless great men and strong men are awakened, they will be enough to destroy the world where they lived.

Touching the magic crystal cannon barrel beside him, the officer remembered many things, which were the scene of his remnant conversation with his father many years ago, and the scene of his hometown being swallowed by the dark shadows many years ago.

But his thoughts were quickly interrupted by the scene in front of him. At the end of his vision, opposite the huge structural fortress, a black mist suddenly appeared in front of the city wall with a shimmering steel gray and silver light. It floated from the distant northwest direction, blocking all the light along the way.

The sun was dimming little by little, as if something was gnawing on the light inside it.

The army of the dead shadows came at this time.

On the walls of Carola Fortress, countless gun barrels began to adjust the angle in a uniform manner, and prepared to fill the bullets. Clearly visible runes and magic circles appeared in the void. The bronze battle flags were flying at the tops of countless turrets and watchtowers, and everyone was ready to face it.

Not only that, the other three directions of the Tomb of the Saints, and the other three cities, also responded in the same way.

In front of the city that is extremely huge, as if it can linger the mountain vines, accompanied by the rain of tens of millions of seeds, countless thick thorns and self-destructive pods appeared around the city walls. They were shining with dangerous blue light, as if violent explosions would occur at any time. In the city, huge ancient war trees also woke up from their sleep and began to move towards the battlefield.

Located below the city inside the mountain, at the foot of the mountain, countless broken rocks seemed to have come alive and began to spontaneously combine with each other to form huge and strong earth element guards. They formed a team of endless elemental armies, waiting for battle at the foot of the mountain.

Behind the towering city wall, the city ruled by giants is accompanied by an extremely harsh sound of electric arcs. The entire city is shrouded in a huge semicircular thunder barrier. Under the host of the giant above the throne and the support and control of countless humans, the entire city seems to have become thunder. Even when the steel touches those electric arcs, it will be instantly vaporized.

In front of the defense line composed of these four major cities, a grey mist is spreading rapidly and expanding, occupying half of the sky.

The black waves were rushing towards the defense line like a tide.

The final war has arrived. Whether it is the commander of the undead or the four city lords, they all know part of the truth of this world, they all know their responsibilities, and they all understand how cruel and desperate their final outcome is.

One hundred thousand three thousand people, this is the quota left to them by the Creator. Except for the last remaining one hundred three thousand people, everyone else will turn into nothingness and return to nirvana with this world.

But no matter how desperate you are, you will have to fight to the end and prove your courage.

It was the advice left by a saint who seemed to be like a star at the beginning of the world. This advice has been preserved in the inheritance of these top beings for thousands of years and has never disappeared.

Prove the value of your existence.

That is the essence of redemption.

Therefore, before the walls of Carolala Fortress, the officer in thick protective suits held the gun in his hand tightly. Although he did not know this advice, decades of hardships and battles, the death of his family and the fall of his hometown made him full of anger and courage.

"Prepare!"

He shouted loudly, raised the gun in his hand, and the sound-increasing magic array in his chest also spread his voice throughout the city wall. On the cannon barrel, the light of the power-energized magic crystal illuminated the firm faces. At this time, everyone looked down from the city wall and could see that the darkness had covered the mountains and plains in the distance, and endless black dead shadows were derived from the fog. These remnants that had passed away in the past were awakened by some mysterious force and turned into bloodthirsty and cruel monsters, rushing like a turbid wave.

"Open fire!"

The trigger of the gun was pulled down, and four pale columns of light rose from all directions and came into everyone's eyes.

Suddenly, the huge steel walls of Carolla Fortress began to tremble violently. With this command, countless runes on the silver-gray walls shone brightly in line with the surge of energy. The energy channels stabilized in the atmosphere lit up arcs, as if white rainbows penetrated the entire city. Thousands of artillery fire of different colors burst out under this sufficient energy supply. The power of the recoil even shook the entire city, causing countless structural structures to collapse. Tens of millions of calculated light shells drew a long arc in the air, landing on the ground, blooming the most dazzling light.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom!!!

The explosion and shock wave instantly covered all the army of dead shadows in the direction of Carlos Fortress. Even the gray fog was dispersed a lot by the powerful energy impact. The first wave of dead shadows was completely wiped out, but the subsequent monsters were constantly coming. Although their number was not endless, it was the sum of all the dead in this world.

In fact, it is no different from endless.

In other directions of the Tomb of Saints, the other three cities also began to fight at the same time, with rhythmic and regular artillery bombings, magic sweeps, impacts from huge ancient war trees and earth element army, and the positive electrode efficiently harvesting of those low-level dead shadows. Strategic magic at the Earth level and even the Heaven level level were emitted from the city, covering the land within a radius of several kilometers, and even everything at the end of the vision was washed into white by these great magics, and they were completely overturned.

But under the impact of several waves and dozens of waves of subsequent deceased shadows, the defense line of the Holy City continued to retreat. In just half a day, the front line of the war was pushed from nearly ten miles ahead of the city to the surroundings of the city wall. Under this constraint, many powerful magic could not be used.

"Sir! The enemy's front is too close to the city wall. Let the artillery and the caster troops retreat!"

On the watchtower on the edge of the walls of the Fort Carlos, a soldier in black exoskeleton armor stood in front of the officer who ordered the attack. He roared in the roaring artillery fire and the mixed explosions: "It's time for us to take over!"

"hateful!"

The officer in thick protective suit gritted his teeth. He stood in front of the tower and glanced across the front line. As the other party said, some of the dead figures were using their almost weightless characteristics to start climbing the city wall. No matter how advanced the magic crystal cannon was, it could not hit the enemy on the wall without damage to the city wall. But even so, he turned his head and glared at the young man in front of him: "Son... Captain Falin, do you just want to die like this?!"

And the young man born in the end of the world and growing up in the end of the world showed a helpless but resolute smile.

"Everyone is going to die."

He said, "But I want to die worthwhile."

But as he said this, the observer who was observing the follow-up force of the Dead Shadow Army in the distance suddenly exclaimed: "Report to the sir! There is a situation!"

“What’s the situation?!”

Waving his hand to let the young man, who was the captain of the wall team, retreat and prepare for battle, the officer frowned and asked loudly: "Report in detail!"

"There!"

The observer put down the observation glass in his hand and handed it to his commander, while he guided the scope: "At the ten o'clock direction, at the end of the vision, behind those army of dead shadows!"

The officer picked up the look glass without hesitation and looked in that direction.

Then he blinked in shock.

It seemed like an illusion, or it seemed not. Behind the army of dead shadows in the distance, at the center of the military power, waves of black waves were set off, like a tsunami, but the officers could clearly see that the so-called black waves were tens of thousands of dead shadows. They were being launched by some force, and they were even knocked away in pieces and bombarded into the sky, so a scene like a wave was formed.

boom!

A dim red light appeared in the surging waves in the distance, and a low, but not obvious sound came from the distance. If it were not for careful attention, it would be easily overwhelmed by the sound of artillery fire around the Carlora Fortress, but the officers accurately caught this point.

What is it? The hidden means of the Dead Shadow? Reinforcements from other holy cities? Many thoughts flashed through the officers' minds, but they were all rejected by him one by one. The power of the Dead Shadow is fixed. Over the past twenty-seven years, the Holy City has confirmed the information of the strong men who have been killed outside the tomb of the Saints. All the great men and strong men who have not been sealed have a clear idea of ​​the Dead Shadow, and there is absolutely no red light that has appeared in the distance that has caused a huge wave.

As for the reinforcements from other holy cities, let alone jokes. Although the four holy cities are all places for the remaining human gatherings, because the city lord has different ideas, everyone is a competitor, and cooperation to deal with the dead shadow is the limit. How can they send strong people to help the other party defend the city?

Where does this light come from?

"Ah! The army of the Dead Shadow is in chaos!"

On the side, the observation soldiers who took out the spare viewing glass shouted again in surprise, and in the distance, a dim red light looked like a meteor, sweeping a large number of dead shadows and the dark clouds above their heads, revealing the gray-blue sky behind them.

The uniform army of darkness was in chaos, and some continued to advance towards the Carolala Fortress, while some were surrounding the light.

And above the earth.

Man bathes in the stars.

Because the sun is extinguished.

The sun and moon in the world of Grantia are just clusters of extremely condensed energy aggregates, burning and extinguishing with the world itself. This is the essence of a star body in a small world with a round sky and a place. The so-called fusion star is the fragment of this huge energy aggregate. However, the stars are different from these lights that are on the verge of doomsday. They are reflected in the existence of other worlds in the multiverse. A star flashes, which means that a world is in crisis.

Now, the stars in the sky are invaded by a fog that swept across the multiverse like a galaxy, releasing light far beyond the usual.

The great demon tide is approaching, and the broken world of Grantia is about to receive its baptism.

And that is when the end comes and all things return to death.

The warrior stood on the earth and moved slowly. Within a radius of three thousand meters centered on him, there was no trace of the dead shadow. Countless cruel and arrogant monsters wanted to rush forward and tear the seemingly ordinary human, but when they entered this field, they felt their bodies lightening, as if the power that attracted them to stand on this land suddenly disappeared, or was offset by some other force.

Countless dead shadows were like this, rushing towards the man like waves on the sea, but the ending did not change at all. The moment they entered the warrior's realm, they were bounced away by an invisible huge force, slapped away, and went straight into the sky. Because they lost gravity, tens of thousands of dead shadows were knocked away like a huge wave that soared into the sky, sank into the clouds and could not reach the center target at all.

The man walked with countless scarlet eyes, his face did not change at all. His clothes were flying in the strong wind, and countless rocks and sandstorms were suspended beside the warriors, surrounding like satellites. The earth soaked in blood and shadow power was purified by the light of the bearish life released by him, turning into pieces of white ground that released heat. You can even see the dark golden lava cooling down on the footprints of the man stepping on.

Joshua van Radcliffe walked silently among the hosts. The violent dead shadow was no more dangerous in his eyes than dust. The roaring artillery fire from afar and the holy city that was fighting fiercely could not attract his attention. The warriors never interfered with the battle of others and affected the determination of others.

At this moment, he was just focused and focused on moving forward, towards a higher place in his heart.
Chapter completed!