Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster.

Chapter 474 The war begins
"Stop talking nonsense. I'm giving you two choices. Either you hand over the base now, or a bunch of your followers will die before you're forced to hand over the base!"

Roger said coldly.

He hasn't even settled the score for how terrified he was during the last attack, but the Lord of Storms has the nerve to say that he's "learned a lesson from the loss of divine power."

Isn't this the same as shooting someone in the head with a gun and missing your hand, causing concussion, and then telling others... I've learned my lesson, so don't bother me anymore.

What bullshit logic!

Apart from anything else, just for what the Storm Lord said, Rogge must teach Him a lesson.

"Arrogant candlelight!"

"Do you really think I am afraid? The storm will destroy everything you have, extinguish your light, and return you to endless darkness!"

The Storm Lord threatened angrily.

To be honest, Rogge felt that this guy's way of doing things and his logic even looked a bit like that of a...annoying little brat?

Rogge frowned.

Then, without saying a word, he took out a pile of wax and converted it into spirit candle power, then pressed towards the power of the Lord of Storm with an extremely violent attitude.

"The storm won't stop!"

The Lord of Storms roared and resisted stubbornly.

Feeling the opponent's not particularly strong strength, Rogge wanted to crush him to death directly, but after changing his mind, he stopped.

Forget it, let the players play for a while longer, earn some war contributions, and destroy more of the opponent's manpower... Otherwise, this large-scale team war will be a lot of noise but little action, and these players will curse again.

"You are powerless!"

"Victory will ultimately belong to the storm!"

Feeling the subsequent weakening of Rogue's power, the Storm Lord who was fighting against him seemed to see the hope of victory.

clown.

Rogge was too lazy to talk to this guy anymore. Compared to the campfire will behind the firewood gatherer, this so-called Lord of the Storm was too naive and incompetent.

Not to mention those extremely cunning guys like Fallen Dusk and Shadow of Fool.

Wait a minute, could this guy really be a... "little brat"?
Roger suddenly had such a guess in his mind and seemed to be thinking about it.

……

The exterior of the Hanging Sun Frost Tower.

The huge noise also shocked Palen, and the moment he saw the huge spiritual candle, he realized that it was the work of Zhuxin Island!

How come Zhuxin Island suddenly came here?

Could it be...

Thinking of this, Palen subconsciously looked at the candle in his hand and fell silent.

Is Zhuxin Island using him?

His mood became quite complicated at this time.

But he soon realized... That's not right. I was able to come here because of the help of Zhuxin Island, not because I was helped by Zhuxin Island because I was able to come here!

Even if there is this reason, it was Zhuxin Island that asked me to come here. What was I thinking just now!

Thinking of this, Palen slapped his head, put aside his previous emotions, and prepared to go back to find his companions.

He knew very well the strength of Zhuxin Island. No matter what, he had to save his companions first.

……

The station of the Hanging Sun Frost Tower.

The war has already started completely at this moment!

In the center of the base, which is also the center of the war storm, the Storm Bishop with the burning torch has had enough of the two people in front of him.

The reason is simple, it's just that the two people in front of him are so good at hiding.

Even though their attacks were not particularly strong and even caused some scratches on him, the opponent's control of timing and reaction were almost so strong that it drove him crazy!

Therefore, the Storm Bishop, who thought he could easily deal with the two, was dragged out for such a long time.

House seemingly endless rain.

Through the hurricane that transmitted information, he learned that the outskirts of the base had begun to suffer a large-scale invasion of candlelight.

And I am still being harassed by two guys who are like flies! "Hold the station."

"The candlelight is running out of steam."

However, an oracle that went straight into the heart instantly cheered up the Storm Bishop.

The next moment, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and a powerful storm spread out in all directions with himself as the center, and he laughed out loud.

"Stupid and ignorant candle spirit!"

"The flame you serve is about to go out, and now it is just a last gasp!"

"The storm will send you into darkness!"

"Surrender and be extinguished!"

The Storm Bishop's aura rose again, and some kind of prayer made his voice ring like a huge bell in everyone's ears.

The letter cloth in his right hand and the corrupt bandage in his left hand both emitted mysterious and terrifying images. Prayers with terrifying power kept falling on their heads, and the entire area in front of the Hanging Sun Frost Tower looked like the end of the world.

"Is this idiot crazy?"

Li Miao, who was outside helping the two men intercept the corrupt Wu Zu, couldn't help but murmur in his heart when he saw this.

"Who knows?"

Mushroom beside him shrugged, then took another bottle of potion, and the toxins on his skin became more noticeable.

In fact, the Storm Bishop is not out of his mind.

He was actually boosting morale and also trying to persuade the players to surrender.

That's right, he tried to persuade the player to surrender.

In his opinion, the Lord of Storms had already issued the oracle, and the candlelight was just lingering on.

As long as we can withstand this wave of attacks, everything will be fine!
As for you candle spirits, surrender quickly if you know what's best for you! Don't put up any more futile resistance!

This speech was indeed useful to the people of the Storm Church. They were encouraged and firmly believed that they could achieve ultimate victory.

But will the players be persuaded to surrender and their morale be hit?
"Don't mess around, don't mess around!"

"You can't get close to this Breath of Frost like this!"

"Listen to me, Mage and Prayer, go first and offset the breath!"

The president of the Flame Guild didn't hear any calls for surrender. He was now having a headache because of all the players who kept rushing to contribute to the war.

Not only was there no formation, there wasn't even any order at all, and there were a lot of accidental injuries.

Even so, the players are still rushing forward.

There is really no other way but to rush!
The other side has more than 100,000 players who have requested to join the battle. Even 5,000 people have to queue up to enter a war portal. If you don’t rush quickly, how can you get any damage?

As for whether Candlelight will lose?

Damn it, what does it have to do with me? I just want to contribute to the war!

"call--"

Players have discovered that the closer they are to the Breath of Corruption and Frost, the faster their corruption progress bar accumulates.

Some unlucky players were even pushed to the front and unable to escape, so they were forced to give their lungs an epic blow to the breath of Corrupted Frost.

The next second, his body began to rot rapidly and turned into pus.

This calmed some players down a bit.

They want to make contributions, but they don't like to die. If they can avoid it, it would be better to avoid it.

However, although a large number of players rushed around, there were also many players who kept a cool head and chose a more rational and practical way of playing.

Boom boom boom!
On top of the broken ice, dozens of dark-sailing spirit ships were lined up horizontally in an orderly manner. At a command from the leading player, the powerful capture net flew towards the Breath of Corruption and Frost.

"Roar--"

The Breath of Corrupted Frost roared angrily, its huge body struggled continuously, the ice shattered, and the earth cracked.

"Up, up, up!"

"Kill this ugly lizard!"

A large number of players rushed to activate their skills, and for a moment, the sky seemed to be dyed another color.

(End of this chapter)