LOL: Summoner of Goddess Jana

Chapter 494 See you after victory
Zaun and Piltover, the coast.

The coastal defense embankment that took a hundred years to build in Shuangcheng has now become the best defensive position for the leader.

But facing the boundless sea of ​​undead in front of him, even this majestic levee that can withstand hurricanes and tsunamis still can't give people any sense of security.

The setting sun has gradually dimmed, but the sea is as bright as day.

This is not a reflection of the city lights, but an endless stream of ghosts emitting fluorescent ghost lights, rushing towards this side like a tsunami.

But the goddess Janna, who was guarding in front of everyone, is now trapped by the enemy in the huge barrier formed by the black mist of the undead, and has not broken free for a long time.

Now, the leaders can only rely on themselves.

As a result, the most prosperous seaport in the world has become the most intense battlefield in the world.

"Fire! Fire!" The hoarse roar continued to echo throughout the battlefield.

Hundreds of jinx rocket launchers roared in unison, and the dense rocket shells drew tens of thousands of gorgeous tail flames in the air, and finally fell like a meteor shower to the sea occupied by the undead.

At the same time, thousands of hex laser cannons released dazzling blue magic light.Thousands of blazing death rays pierced through the clouds like sharp swords piercing the sky, and faced the raging wave of undead.

The bullets from the heavy machine guns were like a never-ending torrential rain, setting off impenetrable steel storms on the sea.

Thousands of barrels of alchemy fuel were thrown into the sea, forming blazing walls of fire against the undead on the sea.

Bazookas and howitzers have become the most addictive toys in Shuangcheng at the moment.

Everyone on the coast is like a Jinx possessed, everyone is frantically firing, reloading, firing, reloading... pouring firepower forward non-stop.

As a result, thousands of beams of light bloomed on the sea, thousands of clouds of fire rose, waves of iron rain splashed away, and walls of fire rose into the sky one after another.

Countless undead disintegrated amidst the sound of explosions and burning, turning into glittering dots of light that filled the sky like a galaxy.

I don't know how many tons of seawater evaporated into mist in this light, and condensed into countless groups of black clouds mixed with gunpowder smoke.

This scene is so magnificent.

The 300 years of industrial accumulation of Zaun and Piltover, and the most advanced productivity of Runeterra, turned into the purest and most terrifying destructive power at this moment.

This power can be called devastating.

However, no matter how sharp the knife is, it can't cut through the water, and no amount of firepower can stop the wave of undead.

No matter how much ammunition the leaders poured into the sea, how many souls they saved, how much they bombarded the sea of ​​undead, and how cleanly they evaporated.

They could only watch helplessly as the undead poured out of the gate of the underworld like an unstoppable flood, and gathered on the sea again to form an unstoppable tsunami of death.

"Persevere! Persistence is victory! Goddess Janna is also fighting, and she needs us to persevere!"

"If you hold on firmly, there is a way!" In desperation, the leaders began to cheer each other up.

But there are also many people, like Miss Zeli, who became red-eyed in this increasingly severe situation, triggered the passiveness of the Zaun people, and greeted the family members of those undead: "Fucking mother!"

"No matter how much you kill, you can't finish it! What the hell?!"

She glanced at the sea, the undead who were approaching under heavy artillery fire.

She glanced at the sky again, the black mist that still trapped Janna firmly in it.

Can we really win?
Even though Zeli had a firm belief, she instinctively beat a drum in her heart.

Although the intensive long-range firepower of the two cities has successfully blocked the impact of the wave of undead in the past period of time.

But the strength of the enemy seems to be unlimited.

However, the magic power of her and other mages, the physical strength of the soldiers, and the ammunition of rockets, machine guns and laser cannons are all limited.

How long do they have to last?When will victory come?
If you don't come here for a long time, then Shuangcheng will be finished!

Zeli was very anxious, but she didn't flinch at the moment.

"Strong piercing laser!" She played the role of a humanoid turret, frantically releasing magic power towards the wave of undead.

A pillar of lightning shot out amidst the flashes of thunder, penetrating thousands of meters across the sky, melting countless undead.

Accompanied by the diffuse high-temperature water mist, the escaping high-voltage current quickly flowed into the sea, and through the conduction of seawater, all life within a radius of hundreds of meters was instantly wiped out.
In the sea of ​​undead, a small gap was vacated in this way.

But that's just a small gap.

Within a few seconds, before the evaporated mist had time to disperse, Zeli saw in despair more undead broke through the mist and rushed towards them like a tide.

The gap healed quickly, and the undead army's offensive was even worse than before.

"Fuck!" Zeli didn't have the self-consciousness of a beautiful girl at all, and couldn't help but cursed fiercely.

She is a genius Thunder Element Envoy.

According to the latest magician professional level standard issued by the leader, she is already a second-level magician with a deputy senior title before she reaches the age of high school.

But even so, she was still so powerless in the face of the endless army of undead.

How long can she last?What about the rest?

"Strong piercing laser!" She didn't have time to think about it.

Zeli could only grit her teeth to suppress the growing sense of despair, and then continued to output with all her strength.

"Strong piercing laser!"

"Strong piercing laser!"

"Strong wear. Laser!"

"Hu Qiang wears Hu.Laser!"

Sweat soaked the girl's cheeks.The electric light lingering around Zeli's body became weaker and weaker, and the magic beams emitted became less and less powerful.

"I" she couldn't hold on anymore.

She really couldn't move anymore, there was no blue left.

Zeli retreated dejectedly to the back of the position, slumped on the ground.

She looked at the comrades beside her.Some of them have broken the barrel, some have exhausted the shells.

There are only a few dozen barrels of alchemy fuel left on the battlefield.

The Hex automatic turrets also ceased fire collectively due to exhaustion of energy.

Although everyone is still fighting with all their strength, the situation is inevitably developing in a bad direction.

Looking around, there are desperate fluorescent ghost lights everywhere on the sea several kilometers away from the gate of the underworld to the coast of Shuangcheng.

The army of the undead is getting closer and closer, and they are about to approach the coast and devour everything in Zaun and Piltover.

"What should we do? How long can we hold on?" Zeli looked at the black mist that trapped Goddess Janna from a distance, feeling more and more desperate.

Perhaps, she is going to die here today?

Her parents, family members, friends and neighbors will also usher in the end of their lives on this day.

The struggle of Janna's mastery, the ideal of great harmony in the world, also...
"Buzz—" A roar of a truck engine interrupted Zeli's increasingly pessimistic associations.

The truck drove up to the coast at high speed, and then stopped firmly in front of her position.

Zeli took a closer look, it was an oil tanker transporting alchemy fuel.

And the driver is
"Chuck?" Zeli recognized her hair.

"Zeri!" Chuck jumped out of the tank truck.

"You" Zeli's mood became more and more complicated.

She knew that Chuck had successfully graduated from the technical school and was now doing an internship at the Zaun Alchemy Fuel Group.

If it weren't for this sudden war, he might end his internship in the near future, and as a foreign aid technician for the second-line construction plan, he would go to Shurima to support him.

Chuck worked as a technician in Shurima, and she worked as an electromagnetic researcher in Zaun. Everyone had a bright future.

But now, everything is ruined.

"You" Zeli felt very sad in her heart.But she still managed to stand up from the ground, and looked at the oil tanker thoughtfully: "Are you here to deliver alchemy fuel?"

"Yes." Chuck didn't have time to exchange pleasantries.

While nodding in response, he ran quickly to open the valve of the oil tanker, and threw the oil pipeline directly into the sea.

Dozens of tons of alchemy fuel poured down, and a viscous fluorescent green waterfall hung down outside the dam.

Looking around, there are many such tankers on other positions, and they are discharging fuel into the sea at the same time.

These fuel oils floated on the coast, spread rapidly with the sea water, and gradually formed a last line of defense on the seashore that could turn into a scorching sea of ​​fire at any time.

"I see." Zeli understood.

The alchemical fuel invented by Zaun alchemists, although extremely polluting, has extremely high calorific value and combustion efficiency.

The flying skateboard invented by Ike uses this kind of fuel.The small fuel tank and the extremely limited amount of fuel are enough for a person to gallop across the sky for a long time.

To deal with the endless waves of undead, this kind of alchemy fuel that can burn for a long time and cause continuous damage in a wide range is more effective than high-tech weapons such as the Hex laser cannon.

"But, didn't the alchemy fuel reserves in Shuangcheng be emptied before the war? Where did these temporary supplements of alchemy fuel come from?" Zeli asked puzzled.

While busy, Chuck replied: "Part of it comes from the collective donations of the residents."

While the leaders and soldiers were fighting bloody battles on the front line, the citizens of Shuangcheng in the rear were not idle either.

Under the organization of community cadres, they collected the fuel of private cars, loaded them and sent them to the front line.

"The other part is temporarily synthesized by our factory." Chuck said again.

"What?" Zeli was slightly taken aback.

She couldn't believe it: "Your alchemy fuel factory is still producing?"

Zeli couldn't help turning her head back, but the factory was not far behind the position, and it was only a short distance away from the sky-high artillery fire.

Only then did she belatedly realize that while she was trying her best to stop the enemy, the factory behind her was also spewing out thick green alchemy waste gas without stopping for a moment.

"Why don't you take refuge in the trench area?"

"What kind of refuge?" Chuck replied with a smile: "If Mordekaiser is allowed to come in, we will die wherever we hide."

"So everyone has decided that we will stay in the factory and continue to maintain production."

Zeli bit her lips with a complicated expression: "But this is just a drop in the bucket."

"A glass of water is also water." Chuck said firmly: "If you can produce one more cup of alchemy fuel, you can eliminate one more devil."

Zeli was speechless.She choked up inexplicably.

And Chuck has completed his task of dumping fuel.

"I have to go back and continue to refill the oil." Time was running out, and he didn't stop for too long, but hurriedly left Zeli behind, and then turned around and ran towards the tanker with the oil hose in his arms.

But at the last moment before getting into the car, Chuck stopped.

He turned his head and said, "Zeli."

"Huh?" Zeli raised her head.

Chuck hadn't spoken yet, but his hand holding the car door was trembling slightly.

"This..." Zeli finally noticed his strangeness.

Yes Chuck was scared too.He's not as determined as he looks.

He is just a mortal, an ordinary worker who has never seen the big world.

The most shocking scene he has seen in the past should be the arrival of the goddess Janna.But the goddess is protecting him and will not be feared.

Therefore, at the moment when he stood at the forefront of the position and the edge of the embankment, the fluorescent will-o'-the-wisps covering the clouds and overwhelming the mountains and seas must have shocked the heart of this mortal.

The horror of the end of the world is enough to break a brave knight.

but.
Chuck hesitated for a moment, but finally said: "One, we must win, Comrade Zeli!"

He clenched his trembling hands into firm fists: "See you after victory."

Zeli: "."

She and Chuck looked at each other silently, and then looked behind Chuck at the city they guarded together.

She thought of Zaun back then, now, and their ideal future.

"Yeah!" Lightning surged around the girl's body again: "We will definitely win!"

A force suddenly surged out of her exhausted body.

This is not a description of nothingness, but the embodied willpower, the potential of human beings bursting out from the depths of the soul.

"See you after victory, Comrade Chuck!" Zeli said her final farewell amid the flashes of lightning.

"Yeah!" Chuck sat in the cab and responded with a smile: "I'll treat you to the magic marsh frog after I drive Mordekaiser away."

"Yeah!" Zeli nodded heavily: "I promise, you can't do without my meal."

The truck drove away slowly, carrying the leader's firm oath.

And at this moment.
"Demon Swamp Frog?" Zeli was slightly taken aback.

No, it's not the magic bog frog. It's the uncle who sells the magic bog frog, an old acquaintance of her and Chuck.

The owner of the snack bar also boarded the coastline and came to the frontline battlefield - just passing by Chuck who was driving away.

"Uncle, you." She was about to ask him what he was doing here.

But don't ask.

Because the snack bar owner didn't come alone.

With a machine gun in his arms and ammunition on his back, he was followed by a group of Shuangcheng citizens who were also heavily armed.

"The first battalion, three companies and two platoons of the Zu'an militia, a total of 30 people, come to support!" The owner of the snack bar stood at attention in front of the position, and announced his family name loudly.

Obviously, he was a city militiaman who came as a supplement to the reserve team.

"Uncle." Zeli couldn't believe it: "Are you really on?"

Although she knew that this uncle, the Demon Swamp Frog, understood the theory of the Leader, and had actively participated in various activities organized by the Leader, including the training of the city militia.

But everyone is a neighbor in the neighborhood, how good is he, the "leader", is Zeli still not clear?
The owner of the snack bar, in the eyes of others, is a master of Janna theory, a pure folk leader;
But the neighbors who are familiar with him have nicknamed him in private, calling him "leader lover".

For no other reason
It's just that he is better at theoretical research than Li Wei, and he talks more about the truth than anyone else. As a result, when he checks the thread of belief, he is just a wind chaser with shallow belief.

He usually behaves positively, and participates in all activities in Zaan City, but he just doesn't see him really participating in the struggle and construction.

It is clear that the leader is extremely short of grassroots cadres who are helping foreign countries, but he, a theoretical master, has not seen him sign up to support the second line.

In addition, he always likes to talk about Janna theory with diners, showing his profound theoretical knowledge
So over time, people began to call him a "leading enthusiast" and a "verbal revolutionist".

And this kind of yin and yang evaluation became more and more popular among neighbors after the snack shop owner's business became stronger and bigger, and he gradually drove a luxury car and wore a famous brand.

Some are out of jealousy, and some really think that he has finally revealed his spiritual seeds
Gradually, even Zeli, who had a good relationship with him, was influenced by public opinion, began to doubt his belief, and began to think that he was just a fan of the trend.

But now, in this most dangerous moment
He actually came.

"Hey girl, why are you looking at me like that?" Seeing Zeli's strange gaze, the owner of the snack bar knew what she was thinking.

"You think I'm going to be scared, to escape the militia like a coward?"

"Haha..." Zeli laughed dryly.

"Don't underestimate people!" The owner of the snack bar shouted firmly: "I am the real leader now!"

As he spoke, he proudly displayed his thread of faith.

The line of faith is so bright and bright, it is not as dim as before.

"Uncle." Zeli stopped smiling.

In front of this line of faith, all the negative impressions in the past are meaningless.she knows:

"Zeli, we are gay now." The owner of the snack bar stepped forward and solemnly extended his hand to her: "Let's fight side by side together!"

"Hmm!" Zeli became serious.

The two hands were tightly held together.The philistine greasy face of the owner of the snack bar also looked so resolute at this moment.

Then he glanced at the sea, and saw the group of undead rushing violently.

"F*ck?!" A word from Zaun blurted out.

The line of faith immediately frightened hundreds of lumens.

"Uncle." Zeli persuaded with a strange expression while firing lasers to block the undead army: "Why don't you go back?"

"I..." the owner of the snack bar swallowed nervously.

Facing the vast army of undead, his performance was a hundred times worse than that of Chuck.

His forehead was soaked in cold sweat, his body was shaking violently, and at first glance it seemed that he couldn't even stand still.

But in the end.
"No! I'm not leaving!" He gritted his teeth and set up his machine gun tremblingly: "I don't want to be a leader anymore!"

"I want to be a leader! A real leader!"

"You can't do this, uncle." Ze Li said without looking back: "Leader is not an honorary title."

"If you aspire to be a leader just for the sake of fame, then you will never be a real leader."

The snack shop owner was silent and did not answer.

But the next second, the gunshot rang out.The machine gun spewed out angry flames and blasted towards the sea of ​​undead.

Instead of running away in terror, he joined the fight.

"Uncle." Zeli turned her head and realized in astonishment: "You"

His thread of faith, which had been dimmed by fright, suddenly became bright again.

"Zeli, the reason why I have to be the leader is not my reputation."

"I" replied tremblingly, "I have to be the real leader—"

"Because only in this way can I contribute more power to Goddess Janna, we can win, we can."

"To not go back in time! To not be a slave!" he growled and shouted.

Not only him, but other reserve militiamen who came to support have also been sublimated in faith.

Almost everyone in Shuangcheng understands the ideology of the leader.But not everyone can possess the selfless spirit of sacrifice of the leader and produce true and pure faith.

but now.
Every citizen of Shuangcheng who did not flinch after seeing the army of undead, and every citizen who insisted on staying on the line of defense, became a true leader just like the owner of the snack bar.

Gradually, the hands of the owner of the snack bar stopped shaking.

His thread of faith was bright and bright, stretching far to the black mist barrier, transmitting power to Janna.

"Zeri." The owner of the snack shop tightly squeezed the trigger with his fingers, and a fearless smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth: "After the war is over, I will invite you to eat the magic marsh frog."

"Yeah." Blazing lightning flashed in Zeli's eyes: "See you after victory—"

"Comrade."

(End of this chapter)