Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 753 Dawn
Susannah broke away from the thorns, and the thorny tower transformed from her own armor was competing with Nightmare for control of the dream.There was no hard and closed camouflage, and the delicate and immature face was menacing. For the first time, the surrounding elves saw the very contrasting real face of the consul, and the familiar majesty filled their stomachs with admiration and surprise.

"The permafrost area melted, and it was all eroded and melted by nightmares." The mentor of the cloned berserker of the ancient human chieftain looked dignified. The original animal skin coat was corroded and discarded by the acid of the battle. The wound has just healed over.

"The plain area collapsed, and the statue of my queen sank into that damned swamp." Benjamin Knight's replica defender instructor was very angry, and raised his sword to chop the air, venting his inner irritability.

"The forest area is the same as above. Bringing everyone out of the forest is already my limit." Levithier's hunter mentor and shadow assassin mentor stepped forward side by side. Behind them, the scattered assassin team was placing the frightened apprentice.All Suzanne heard was bad news. Even though she had been prepared, the Consul's face couldn't help but become even uglier.

"In the sky area, the energy of the magic net can form a short-term suppression. Next, we don't have to worry about air strikes, but it is only a matter of time before the magic seal is defeated." In the light blue lines that light up, a large group of players fell from a height of one meter. Mr.'s duplicated old mage slapped the dust on his robe, stared at Susanna for a moment, and the magic brilliance made this deep old man even more mysterious.

Completely defeated, and using administrator privileges to open the world map, Suzanne was heartbroken to see that the shrinking safe zone was like a withering flower, and none survived.The City of Beginning is becoming an island of dreams, and the land eroded by nightmares is undergoing transformation, and it won't be long before it sinks into the chaotic ocean of subconsciousness.

"NPC mentors lead players who are still capable of fighting to build a defense line and concentrate all forces to guard the last city. We still have hope. Don't let the nightmares erode our interior, as long as..." As long as the four administrators agree, Susanna has the ability Use the final protocol they used when they created Dreamland.Format the dreamland as a whole, drain all the power in this land, and turn this dreamland into an exhausted dead place.Letting the nightmare of the parasitic dream lose its possession, Suzanne believed that she and Lyall had the ability to deal with this mature kind.In this way, the elves will lose a piece of the dream, but everyone can keep themselves.As long as the four administrators gather together...but at this critical moment, Ira Songen and Lyle are both gone.

The thunder tore open the magic net in the sky, and the vertical beam of light condensed into a strong and sharp angel. The arrival of the gatekeeper brought light, and the tall and mighty figure made everyone feel at ease.

"I sealed the dungeon area, but Lyle has never found it." The dungeon area guarded by the gatekeeper stores the half-transformed nightmare power collected by several administrators. These restricted nightmare powers are used by Lyle The powerful monsters in the fabrication dungeon are the main activities of the dream game.These materials are dangerous, which is why gatekeepers are needed.Now the warehouse of nightmare power is sealed by the holy light. In the isolated dreamland, the only power that the invading nightmare can use is itself.

Susanna nodded, "At least now we don't have any worries, and a powerful NPC like you still retains its power. We can try to break the blockade, build a channel, and send out the elves that are not contaminated by the nightmare at all..."

The old mage tapped his cane and briefly pointed out the key to the plan. "The big portal needs personnel to maintain it. We dream clones don't care about personal loss, but we are just fragile attachments..." The clones need administrators to maintain them. They are programs and need to input commands.

"I will stay." Suzanne answered naturally. The elves who were guarding the city behind were all silent, and the consul's voice was as cold and resolute as usual, "I was born in a nightmare, and I have the strongest resistance to corruption. I'll hold out until I escort everyone out, maybe I can wait until Irathorn comes back."

Anyone can easily spot her lies, but the fragile truth only adds to the sadness.Putting on their weapons, the gloomy-faced elves bowed and retreated. Their bodies straddled the makeshift camp, and their eyes looked through the gap at the lonely leader standing in the phantom.The first elf queen, Ira Song En, fell into madness in the war against the evil god. The torment of mental distortion made her build a dream in the ocean of god's consciousness, and now she has become a useless person who has no fighting spirit and is lazy.The dream elf group is built on the charm of the lady of nature, and the loss of the light of the elves makes the elves regard God as their mortal enemy.But... history seems to be repeating itself.As long as there is another way, they will not choose such a humiliating exit, but they are subjects and will not disobey the leader's determination.

Susannah raised her head, brushed her sideburns behind her ears, and moved closer to the tall gatekeeper. The stalwart of the Holy Light made her body very small.She spoke softly, at a level that only each other could hear.

"Finally...help me, let me die as Suzanne, as an elf consul." Suzanne knew what she would go through, she would be assimilated, return to chaos and become a part of her mother.Her memories, her emotions, will become food to be shared by Nightmare.Selfish archons do not want to share their treasures.

The gatekeeper angel let go of the palm holding the sword, and patted the archon's shoulder with a glowing hand, and also responded to her request with a soft voice.

"You have a good idea." When Susanna was in a daze, the gatekeeper gave her a headache. While the administrator was covering her head, the out-of-control AI seized the dominance of the meeting.

"I have a better plan." The great sword of the Burning Destroyer pierced into the map, and the burning fire lit up everyone's faces. "We gather everyone, find that invading bastard, and fuck him."

"For Queen Deriya!"

"In the name of Alcaron, Wing of Ember."

"Death, baptize my blade."

"This proposal is indeed more attractive. If you escape now, all the past arrangements will lose their value."

The dream clones have a high fighting spirit, they are all clones, and they don't care about personal losses at all.Their bodies are dragons and phoenixes among men, masters who are not afraid of death, and the clones are also extremely aggressive.

"No! Blindly fighting will cause a lot of losses to my group!" Susanna smashed the table with a punch. If they fail, they will all sink. Susanna dare not bet on the future of the elves.

"So you decided to sacrifice yourself? Do you think too highly of yourself, or do you think that the elves are not qualified to fight for you?" Drawn back, they heard the conversation and blocked the entrance in groups, gazing at Susannah with piercing eyes.

Suzanne couldn't stand the sight, so she quickly changed the subject.

"I can't accept unnecessary casualties. The people of Erasongen have greater value, and they shouldn't be wasted in a losing war."

The gatekeeper smiled heartily.

"That is, if we must win, you accept the fight."

Susanna gave him a blank look, isn't this nonsense?What should I hide from the victory, who doesn't want to win the battle, etc... The consul was deep in thought, thinking hard, but she still didn't see the dawn of victory, even if it was a possibility.But now, she has hope for the Holy Light.

"Do you have a solution?"

"Lyle."

(End of this chapter)