Huh? Are they all real?.

Chapter 323 We Are Not Friends Anymore (4k)

The wind and snow on the snow-capped mountains are still howling forward.

But in the distant sky and earth, one can see the fragmentation and peeling that represent departure.

This time is different from the previous time in Avalon.

Because this time represents the failure of the three-headed dragon, so everything that they have bitten will be restored to normal.

It’s just that because there are still two dragons left, the speed seems a bit slow.

Their demise is inevitable, but they themselves don't seem to be willing to accept it so easily.

So they are still trying to escape using every method they can think of.

The Linde worms, which are no longer able to devour everything outside, are constantly nibbling at everything here while fleeing.

It is the dragon that devours reality and the dragon that codifies the world.

Of course, that is after successfully becoming a god.

And now it is trying to use the authority it has after becoming a god in advance.

I plan to protect myself by weaving a world cocoon for myself.

So now it is constantly crawling forward on the chaotic earth.

Behind it is a large area of ​​blank space and emptiness.

Whether this method would work, even Moon couldn't say for sure.

Because this has never been done before.

One thing is certain, however, it is doomed to fail.

I don't know if it was fate or just a coincidence.

In short, the direction that Lindworm was heading was exactly where the other holy sword was.

In the ruins, the people who had built a temporary settlement around it saw the Linde insects coming to devour everything, but it was too late to move away.

The extraordinary people tried to stop the bloated and hideous monster, but they soon found that they were completely helpless.

Not only did the attack not work, it even seemed to be speeding it up.

But because there were still a large number of ordinary people gathered behind who had no time to evacuate, they could only continue to make futile attempts.

The elf took a look at the monster that was getting closer and closer, and hurriedly asked the girl who was still kneeling in front of the holy sword behind him:
“Can you stop it?”

The girl shook her head and nodded again:

"Not really, unless it's very close, but it obviously won't get too close to me."

"Why? Isn't it heading straight this way?"

The girl said:

"It's moving towards this place because it wants to devour sufficient matter. Compared to mountains and forests, the large number of souls gathered here and the extraordinary materials you brought are obviously more useful."

"So it will move towards this side. However, I can sense fear in its eyes. It must have seen my sisters before. So, it will go around me after it finds me, but it will still bite you."

"If I'm not close enough, I won't be able to do any real damage to it, and an inadequate attack will only be a waste of nutrients for it."

The elf raised his eyebrows and said:
"Then you really have no solution?"

"It's a Lindeworm that devours reality. This world has collapsed, so it must be trying to weave a world cocoon for itself to escape the collapse."

At this point, the girl also showed a moment of doubt:
"It's really strange. The world collapsed, which means one of them is missing. It was afraid of me, which means it had seen one of my sisters. But we can't kill them when we are separated. We can only stay safe."

"Please don't worry about it. It's very close. I beg you to give us a useful solution. There are too many people here!"

The girl was brought back to reality by the elf's voice. She could only shake her head and said:
"It's only trying to survive now. I don't have any good way to deal with it. I can only recommend that you try to take as many people as possible to escape. It won't stop or turn around for you. It will just devour everything it can as quickly as possible."

"Wait, maybe if we can just delay its advance for a little while, there should be a chance of a turnaround."

"What do you mean?"

The elf asked with a slightly raised eyebrow.

The girl said seriously:

"Because it seems to be running for its life. There seems to be something chasing it from behind. Although I can't feel what is chasing it, if I can stop it, maybe I can wait for the person chasing it."

"But you said that an unqualified attack would only feed it in vain."

"Yes, but temporarily stopping someone and successfully causing harm are two different concepts. I will try my best to help you, but this is just a possibility. I can't guarantee that it will work."

"I understand."

After learning all this, the elf stood up and walked outside.

Under the organization of the elves, they stockpiled large amounts of dragon oil and high explosives.

At the same time, the elf also shouted to the extraordinary people:

"I think everyone knows that we basically exist as echoes of the past, except for those from the present, so I ask such people to come with me."

"That thing is here for the souls of the mortals behind us and the large amount of supplies stored here."

"I have no way to deal with that monster, but I know how to use dragon oil to carve a large-scale detonation array."

The elf is a veteran who has followed the Eternal King. He has experienced all kinds of wars, most of which were extremely intense.

So in order to adapt to that horrific battlefield.

The elves also learned a lot of things. For example, what he wanted to do now was the large-scale sacrificial explosion ritual that the wild orcs used on them in the War of Tears.

All one needs to do is use a large amount of dragon oil to carve out an almost crude ritual, and then by continuously adding extraordinary people as sacrifices, one can create unimaginable sacrificial explosions.

This was not a ritual developed by the elves, but it was learned by the elves after the war.

"I need enough extraordinary people to join in as sacrifices for the explosion, so I ask you to join me. After all, this is the most appropriate choice at the moment."

"We are the dead who echo, and we shoulder the mission of paving the way for future generations!"

"Of course, I know I have no reason to ask you to believe this is true. After all, our feelings are so real, but I still ask you."

“I ask you to make your own contribution for the sake of those who come after you.”

The elves standing in a large amount of explosives and dragon oil made sincere requests to the silent extraordinary people.

The monster in the distance was getting closer and closer, and people could even feel its rapid breathing.

The sound was as terrifying as the abyss and as raging as a storm.

Anyone who is willing to come here under such circumstances has shown great courage.

It is undoubtedly unfair to ask them to sacrifice their lives in this situation.

The elf's idea is indeed not wrong, it is the most appropriate.

But this is indeed unreasonable.

This is true even though they know that they are mostly just echoes of history.

Because as the elf said, this feeling was so real, so real that they all felt like they were really alive.

So people were hesitant, although no one left.

But no one really stood up.

Until an axe pierced through a man-high oil barrel and walked to the elf.

The dwarf carrying the axe cursed:

"Don't waste time. Stand up if you want to go. If you don't want to go, go back and take the people you can take with you and run to the two sides! Are you all just sitting here doing nothing and waiting to die?"

"Among us dwarves, you useless fellows are not even qualified to operate a furnace!"

After hearing the dwarf's voice, most of the crowd ran away in anger, but they did take action.

The remaining extraordinary people asked:

"Time is running out, so what to do?"

After the elf looked at the remaining number of people, he said with a little uneasiness:
"I will tell you everything I know, but please hurry up, because time is running out!"

Because this ritual was originally developed for the battlefield, the portrayal of consciousness under the guidance of the elves is also very fast.

When everything was ready, the extraordinary people who were willing to stay took their respective positions.

This was once a horrific ritual developed by the wild orcs for the purpose of destruction.

But now it is used as a desperate effort to protect hope.

It has to be said that the impermanence of life is the most wonderful thing in this world.

And when they finally finished carving the ritual, the bloated monster squeezed through everything and rushed to their front.

It was as majestic as a mountain, almost blocking out the entire sky before their eyes.

Only people who are there in person can truly experience the sense of enormity.

Any description other than this seems extremely empty and powerless.

In front of such a huge creature, the dwarf looked at the elves beside him and couldn't help but curse:
"I really didn't expect that I would die standing next to an elf."

In response, the elf lowered his head and smiled:
"What if it's with a friend?"

The dwarf was stunned for a moment, then laughed:
"Then it would be a great honor for me!"

After hammering his chest, the dwarf stretched out his fist towards the elf and said:
"Although I am a bad-tempered dwarf, I am honored to find a friend like you in this damn place."

Looking at the other party's outstretched fist, the elf also tried to touch it with his fist:
"I am also honored to have a friend from the dwarves, because I heard that you are all very loyal to your friends."

The dwarf withdrew his hand and said:

"Of course. May the holy tree bless your soul and allow it to return home, my friend."

The elf also said:
"Me too. May the dwarves' hammers and hearths be able to receive your heroic spirit, my friend."

Finally, the elf added:
"But you have a really bad temper."

The dwarf was stunned:

"Speaking of this at this time?"

But after a moment, he shook his head again:

"Forget it, we're all going to die anyway. Okay, how do you use that ritual? It's time to start, I can already smell that thing's bad breath!"

The elf also nodded and smiled:

"Yeah, time to get started, friend."

"Hurry up, friend."

After the dwarf's friend's voice fell, all the extraordinary people standing here saw a scene that they would surely never forget.

A huge sword light fell from the sky, and then cut the huge bloated monster in half, causing it to fall in front of them.

Such a scene obviously stunned everyone.

They don't even understand what's going on.

Until a god holding a broken sword appeared before them.

Only later did they realize that it must be the person in front of them who killed the monster.

"It seems I'm not too late, everyone."

The god turned around and said this to the people.

The extraordinary people who were ready to sacrifice themselves burst into huge cheers after a brief moment of daze.

Even if they accepted the fact that they were just echoes, even if they had made the determination to sacrifice.

But if they could continue to stay in this world, they would still be extremely happy.

After all, the feeling here is so real.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, the god also looked at his two foreign friends standing at the front of the ceremony.

Looking at the dwarf and elf holding hands in front of him, even such a god was surprised and said:

"Friendship between elves and dwarves? This is really rare. Please cherish this friendship, both of you!"

After saying this, the god patted the two men on the shoulders and walked towards the ruins behind them.

There, two girls were already waiting for him.

Behind the god, the two people who were still holding hands looked at each other.

After a moment, the elf felt the pressure and said:
"If I said I just wanted to liven up the tense atmosphere, would you believe me?"

The dwarf suddenly shook off his hand and said:
"Get out of here, you disgusting long-eared thing! You are not my friend, you are not qualified to be a dwarf's friend!"

The elf tried to remedy the situation:
"But didn't you say yourself that you are a bad-tempered dwarf?"

The dwarf glared and said:
"Can you just say it if I say so? Don't you elves know what respect is?"

"Go away, we are not friends anymore."

The dwarf pushed the elf away and left amid people's laughter.

Only the elf was left standing there, disheveled in the wind.
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When the god holding the broken sword walked into the ruins.

The two sisters who looked almost identical were already leaning against each other.

They were facing each other, forehead to forehead, palms clasped.

It seems like they are having a deep soul communication.

The three sisters have been separated since the youngest son left and given that mission by the youngest son, but now they are finally reunited.

Although it was just a meeting between the second daughter and the youngest daughter.

But they all knew that the eldest daughter would be back soon.

When Moon walked up to them, they both separated their foreheads from each other and looked at him.

This made Moen a little overwhelmed and said:

"Okay, long time no see?"

In response to this, the youngest daughter quickly hid behind her sister, only showing her head, looking at Moon with great resentment.

It was obvious that she already knew how bad the god before her was.

He is clearly not dead and has been active outside.

But he just left the three sisters alone to guard the only thing he left behind.

Even though he had felt this kind of gaze before, Moon still felt overwhelmed.

He could only lower his head and quickly pick up the holy sword, pretending to be doing something serious.

But he was the one who drew out the holy sword, and the holy sword in his hand flew into the hands of the youngest daughter.

When Moon looked at her in confusion, the youngest daughter holding the holy sword had completely hidden behind her sister again.

Only a very subtle rebuke was left for Moon:

"Sourness!"

(End of this chapter)