Chapter One Thousand and Nine, At the Last Moment, the Legend Will Be Revealed

Before, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse did not dare to rush in because they sensed that there was a False God in the Empire of Heroes, and now they finally saw it with their own eyes.

Destruction Knight comforted the red horse under his crotch, and looked at the wandering envoy Cara from a distance, with a disdainful smile on his face: "So what about the False God? It's just a funeral object of the Hero Empire! Earth, no one can save you!"

"The False God is so powerful! What should I do? I'm so scared!" In the invading army, a player stepped forward and patted his chest exaggeratedly.

"Don't be afraid, Killing Gods and the others are cowards, what kind of bullshit False Gods, they are just tigers locked in a cage for us to watch and tease."

"We are standing here, come out and kill us if you have the ability! Aren't you a god of killing? Come on!"

"Our people are building a new city in the Green Plains behind. We are just invading you. What can you do to us? What is the Hero Continent? I think it is the Bear Continent!"

Players of the invading army were yelling unscrupulously outside, and their distorted faces were full of ridicule and provocation.

"I hope you can remember what I said now!" Huang Yi glanced at the invading army indifferently, closed his eyes, and waited quietly.

The Wandering God Envoy, Carat, didn't speak any more, and stood quietly in the void, with a golden holy light emitting from her body, illuminating the world.

"Everyone don't need to talk, just wait quietly for the end of the national war!" In the invading army, the commander-in-chief Tiandao also took a step forward, stretching out his hand and pressing on everyone.

The people on both sides became quiet like this, and were divided into two seas of people by the national border. No one crossed the border, confronted each other, and waited for the last moment together.

Hundreds of millions of miles away, the ports of the various invading armies are busy, and there are transport ships from various countries rushing in every minute, carrying all kinds of precious materials.

Occupied areas throughout the continent. Countless invading army players are seizing the last time to build crazily. Every minute, buildings rise from the ground and become their territories...

finally. The time limit for the end of the national war is only the last minute.

"[System Announcement]: The National War of the Heroes Continent is about to end, the countdown to the last minute starts now! 60...59...58..."

The sound synthesized by the system began to count down steadily, resounding throughout the world. Every time a number is counted, it brings a heavier pressure!

Those billions and billions of mounts began to snort uneasily and shake their hooves and claws, feeling the tense atmosphere of the imminent war.

All the reporters seized the last minute and adjusted their positions to show the best view of the live broadcast.

In other continents, players quickly went offline one by one and stayed in the live broadcast room of the forum. Watch this great battle that decides the fate of the world!

In the Central Continent, those famous scholars have already spread out the parchments, dipped their quill pens in ink, and prepared to record this turning point in history.

In the long river of time, the avatars of the Seven Great Demon Kings, the principal, and the guardians of the heroic empire fought inextricably, and it was only waiting for the outcome of the national war to determine the winner.

In the real world, audiences from more than two hundred countries all held their breath. Staring at the TV stations of their respective countries.

In the World Federation Headquarters building, senior federal officials in suits and leather shoes gathered in the magnificent conference room, staring up at the command screen.

in free organization. The agents who were risking their lives to carry out their missions all wore headphones and listened to No. 1 Huang Yi's voice at any time.

In the ruins of a city in Southeast Asia, Ni Dongde led a group of armed troops with live ammunition, bandaging their wounds while staring at a remaining public TV wall in the ruins;

This moment. Everyone, whether in the virtual world or in the real world, whether it is a player or an NPC, is waiting for the end of the countdown!

"[System Announcement]: 32...31...30..."

Everyone on both sides, all departments, and all fields have begun to make final preparations.

The mages began to chant spells; the priests released their buffs one after another; the warriors clenched their weapons; the knights clenched the reins of their mounts; the assassins disappeared into the air.

Casual players who do not fight against the world, lone rangers scattered all over the place, adventure groups wandering in the wilderness, life professions with no power to restrain themselves... All non-combat players have made fighting postures to welcome this final battle.

"[System Announcement]: 20...19...18..."

The magic cannon began to light up, the pull rod of the siege crossbow was ready, the war mech raised its mechanical arm, all the sky barriers were opened, and the guardians were in their positions.

In the garrison army in the south of the Heroic Empire, the blade raised the blade emperor's blade;

In the army garrisoned in the east of the Hero Empire, the sharp sword drew out the sword emperor's blade;

There is a fleet in the northern seas of the Hero Empire, and the godship of Thor began to accelerate...

All the reporters locked their eyes on Huang Yi and Tiandao, the two commanders-in-chief.

The directors of the live TV broadcast divided the live broadcast screen into two halves, and the two figures of Huang Yi and Tiandao were displayed on the same screen, standing in front of tens of billions of viewers around the world.

Huang Yi stands at the forefront of all Chinese players, and his army of heroes is the last force of Chinese players.

Tiandao stood at the forefront of all the invading troops, and he had incorporated all the invading troops into the Dongpu Legion under his command.

They looked at each other from a distance across the national border, their eyes penetrated the distance of the whole world, and collided together.

The future of the world is in the hands of the two of them, and the history after today will be created by them, but there will only be one protagonist left;

The fate of the world is divided into two straight branches, extending behind each of them, but only one of them can be chosen;

In this long national war, they all stood out from the hundreds of millions of compatriots in their respective camps, and gradually grew into leaders of their respective camps.

They have all tasted victory, experienced defeat, fallen, and risen, enjoyed the happiness cheered by thousands of people, and suffered the pain of abandonment by everyone.

They led the hundreds of millions of followers behind them, carrying countless heroic souls who died in battle, stepping on mountains of corpses and bones, moving towards each other step by step, over mountains and mountains, and finally in today's and today's world, walk At this point!

in front of them,

Only the last mountain remains,

And that mountain top,

It is the end of victory.

Whoever steps on first,

Who can become a legend,

crowned by history,

Load documents.

He will be bathed in glory,

Receive the roses offered by the people,

Retire after success.

while the loser,

Will face the ashes of my countrymen,

Tearing up.

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[To be continued "". 】