Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 204 When the world is full of bells and whistles, only soldiers remain pure as before
"... Well said, don't say it next time."

The stone in Greymane's heart fell when he realized that it was just a false alarm, and he became very curious about the mystery of his resurrection from the dead.

The priest did not hide it from him.

After confirming that Greymane was in good health, he brought him a brand new set of equipment.

The two sat facing each other, and the priest said to Greymane with a smile on his face.

"The pool you just stayed in is the restored Well of Light. The magic power in it has been greatly reduced after being damaged in the Battle of Purgatory, but it is the 'Fountain of the Undying' provided to us by the Ring of Oak.

Today's Guangming Well is no longer an artifact exclusive to mages, and has lost many magical abilities that belong to magic.

But the grace of its blessing can shine on every elf. "

"It turns out that the Bright Well has always been in our hands? If the group of orthodox elves find out, they will come and take it back at all costs."

Greymane looked surprised.

Since the Arcane Empire fell apart and the elves split, those independent Druids have almost disappeared from this world.

And the legendary Fountain of Immortality contains inestimable value. Unexpectedly, the Ring of Oak is willing to take out this precious spring water to revive him alone!
Moreover, the reason why the Bright Well appeared in the hands of Calmansa obviously has a twists and turns...

It seems that the relationship between Calmantha and Druids is much closer than I imagined. Could it be that the Ring of Oak gave us the repair?
A thought flashed in his mind, Greymane immediately turned serious, staring into the eyes of the priest and asked seriously.

"So what's the price? Since you want to resurrect me at such a huge cost, what price do I have to pay?"

"The ambitions of the dead have been ignited, and they are trying to drag everyone into the abyss of death!

You are Kalmantha's most powerful legend.

In this critical moment, we need your strength, and we need you to stand up at the critical moment and fight for these millions of elves! "

The priest looked solemn and told Greymane everything that had happened during this period of time.

Greymane obviously never expected that within a few hundred years of his death, the world seemed to have become precarious!

However, some of these vaguely familiar tastes made the ranger avatar involuntarily think of those guys similar to him.

"Don't worry, I will do my best to fulfill my duties and prevent Kalmantha from falling into the flames of war."

"Very well, we did not misread you."

Looking at the priest, he nodded in satisfaction.

Greymane wisely didn't ask why he wasn't resurrected earlier.

Just thinking about it, you know that the price paid by the Bright Well and the Immortal Spring is not enough, there are still more magic materials that have been piled up in this resurrection, even Calmansa will be hurt to the extent .

If there is no crisis of the Necromancers, I am afraid that no matter how great the great deeds Greymane did during his lifetime, Karmansa would not be able to make an exception for just one person!
Until the arrival of the Necromancers.

When their lives were truly threatened, they could make up their minds to revive Greymane, making him the pillar of Cal Mansa in the turmoil that followed!

But to be honest, Greymane was actually not optimistic about the idea of ​​these priests.

After all, if it was as he thought, the so-called necromancers were most likely created by that lich avatar.

As clones, no one knows better than Greymane.

If you want to truly solve the crisis of Calmansa, you must start from the source, otherwise, in a 1-year war of attrition with the Lich in the field that the Lich is best at, Calmansa has absolutely no chance of winning!
Whether it's for the victory or defeat between clones, or for guarding Calmansa.

Going deep into the enemy's rear and beheading the Lich clone is a must-do step, and it is also the only feasible way to break the situation!

Time to press the shortcut key.

Under the threat of the Necrons, the various races living in this world have spent 368 years in a tense atmosphere.

Big and small frictions continued, and several well-known battles broke out one after another. Finally, under the joint efforts of six strong men from different races, the territory of the Necromancers was firmly controlled on most of the Antan Continent!

The domains of the orthodox elves and the Celestial Dynasty have shrunk in a large scale, and all races have formed a unified line of defense and went to the battlefield together!
The intensity of the war has increased year by year.

However, for some unknown reason, the Necromancers did not show the determination to not give up until they reached their goals.

When they encounter setbacks on a battlefield, they often choose to attack in another direction, trying to spread the number of undead.

This also gave the coalition forces a chance to breathe, otherwise, if they focused on one side, the Necromancers would have already broken through the blockade!

In comparison, rather than saying that the Necromancers, which make all races face enemies, are obsessed with expanding the group, it is more like putting pressure on them.

The Necromancers seem to have no intention of destroying other races.

However, due to some reasons, they refused to leave easily, and a war broke out every now and then to refresh the various races, showing a faint posture of putting pressure on them.

And as time went on, the pressure of the Necromancers on other races became more and more intense.

This is a secret signal that is only known among the clones, and it is also a silent invitation from Christo to other clones.

To other clones.

The power controlled by Christo is too taboo, because there is no certainty of victory, and he also sees the danger hidden behind the necromancers, so let other races unite early to prevent problems before they happen.

For Christo, this clear target is not only a danger, but also an excellent opportunity to prove himself!

To let Itarek see that only the way of death is the most worthwhile source of strength.

Is there a better way of publicity and proof than encountering other avatars' joint siege, but winning the battle?

The other races believed that it was their efforts and sacrifices that prevented the spread of the Necromancers on this large half of the continent of Antan.

But in fact, the truth behind it was so cruel that it shuddered, just because Christo didn't want to make things big!

And as time passes day by day.

When the figure of Golan, the last assassin avatar, loomed on the battlefield, representing the night elves contributing to the safety of the whole world, all avatars could smell the gunpowder that the decisive battle was approaching!
There was no hesitation.

Six warriors who rose to fame in this time of crisis united to issue a request for permission to decapitate the forces behind them.

Even those who have no power to support, other avatars will tacitly bring each other, as if subconsciously acquiescing that although they have a complicated relationship, they are still a whole.

Emergency consultations are underway.

Although some people think that entrusting the whole world to these few people is too frivolous and inappropriate, after so many years of war, the outstanding performance of the six warriors has finally won everyone's approval!
Even the proud high elves had to let go of their deep hatred and hold their noses to admit that the night assassin who eludes ghosts in the shadows does have two tricks!
Moreover, some warriors themselves occupy high positions and even leaders, which also adds a bit of credibility to the beheading plan and reduces a lot of resistance.So much so that when the soldiers below heard that the leader they were loyal to was about to go deep into the enemy's rear, they were willing to bear the risk of falling for the well-being of everyone.

Warriors of any race.

Without exception, all of them held a deep breath in their hearts. When they went to battle to kill the enemy, their performance could be described as fearless and fearless. In the frenzy, they completely ignored their own life and death!
And the already high prestige of the six warriors in the army also ushered in an inevitable surge.

Even as the news spread to all parts of the world, there were waves of sensations and shocks within the various races, and the number of young people who signed up to join the army ushered in wave after wave of leaps!

no doubt.

Even if this operation fails, the six people who tried to nip the outbreak of the Third Ancient War in the cradle with their own sacrifices are destined to go down in history forever and become word-of-mouth warriors within their respective races!
In order to cooperate with the operation, when they quietly lurked into the Necromancer tribe, the coalition forces also launched a full-line attack to cover up the actions of the six!

in later generations.

There are bound to be countless bards using gorgeous rhetoric and rich imagination to praise the sincere and precious friendship between the six people, which is as precious as gold that crosses races.

In this way, he secretly attacked Christo, who became the villain in the story and caused a lot of uproar and controversy for a long time.

But few people know.

In most people's good imaginations, the Salvation Six members are brothers and sisters, but their relationship cannot be said to be in the same situation, but full of contradictions!
"Ha, it's really strange, one hides his head and reveals his tail, and the other comes back from the dead, if someday someone tells me that my main body has changed gender, I won't be surprised.

Of course, if it does change, that's another story. "

As soon as they met, the annoying voice of Tezolo, who had many more scars on his body, immediately made the ranger avatar roll his eyes secretly.

It was because they didn't want this guy to keep beeping in their ears that they chose not to meet each other for such a long time, and they had been fighting each other on the battlefield.

"Enough, haven't you played enough after such a long time?!"

Nathaniel gave the guy a hard look.

However, Tezuolo sneered disdainfully, and there was no trace of fear in his expression.

"I thought who it was, but it turned out to be just my former defeated general.

Back then you and the Floating Void City couldn't beat me, and now you won't be my opponent even more. If I tell you, you should quit quickly. Anyway, neither you nor Greymane has any hope of winning. "

The arcanist heard his veins twitching, wishing he could burn his opponent's face on the spot.

But even if I don't want to admit it in my heart.

Greymane and Nathaniel, who were once defeated by Tezolo, actually lost hope of winning.

There is only a slim chance of winning, and they can only gamble that the speed of their progress over the years can make up for the gap with Tezolo, turn defeat into victory, and use the most irrefutable victory to prove that their source of strength is stronger than anger!

"Okay, stop talking nonsense here, let's end this final battle early."

Kamara shouldered the blood slaughter blade.

Taking over the leadership of the team with an unquestionable leader attitude, Tezzolo's threatening gaze was pinned on the face of Tezolo who was still about to say something, and he said every word.

"The vrykul are also fighting on the battlefield, and the sooner we end this war, the less damage we will do to our respective races."

snorted coldly.

Tezolo spat unhappily, but in the end he didn't say much, which made the others secretly heave a sigh of relief.

But no one found out.

When Kamara turned his gaze away, Tezolo glanced casually at the brutal battle ax he was carrying.

And as if aware of his gaze, the chains on Xue Tu Death Blade's body shook slightly imperceptibly.

Tsk, Lang has a concubine interested in it.

Unknown to everyone, they hid their thoughts deep in their hearts. In silence, the group followed the reminders of the bloodline and moved towards the depths of the Necro clan without hesitation.

Endless skeletal soldiers emerged, and just as he had decided to be Christo, the Lich avatar could also find their location.

The skeletons, as cannon fodder, came to the fore. Due to the different races, their physiques were different, but the fire of the soul was quietly burning in the eye sockets without exception.

A strong dead air pervades the surroundings.

The necromancer continued to release spells, Bai Cencen's bones turned into deadly traps, and large-scale poisonous novae erupted non-stop, turning miles around into a dead place for life!
There are also some black knights riding on skeleton horses. The dark and heavy armor brings great psychological pressure.

The epee in his hand is like absorbing light, and the complicated and gorgeous enchantment adds a bit of coldness, which can bestow absolute silence on all living beings without discrimination!

This is a truly elite unit among the currently rare Necron race, and has claimed countless lives for plunder in past wars.

However, even a death charge composed of many black knights still couldn't stop this high-end team!
Julian looked up slightly.

After the fluttering volley, a shot of the "Handing Palm" will immediately stop the majestic Black Knights from charging.

The internal force condensed to the extreme turned into a wave, smashing the heads of a large number of black knights in an instant, completely extinguishing the burning soul fire inside!
After not fighting for a while, the strength of this old bald donkey is getting more and more exaggerated.

Tezolo glanced at each other.

In my mind, I couldn't help but recall the difficult experience of fighting this guy for several years, but in the end it could only end in a tie.

But Tezolo believes that if there is another contest at this moment, he will definitely be the one who stands at the end!
In the outside world, the strength enough to cause a brutal war is just an appetizer in front of a few people.

All the way against the overwhelming siege of the dead spirit clan.

His expression was still full of calmness, even though Golan, who had always been hidden in the shadows, did not make a move, he still easily came to the throne of bones among the thousands of troops!

Christo's spirit body is a grim-faced image, a deep purple gemstone is inlaid on the top of the staff exuding billowing chill, countless dead souls form a dark and tattered robe, just staring at it, a stab in the soul The pain can't help appearing on everyone!
No nonsense.

Even if they have never met each other, they both know why the other party is here.

Still taking the lead, every outstanding fighter seems to not know what fear is.

When the strength of the undead tribe suddenly increased several times, the undead army swarmed forward.

Tezolo also let out an earth-shattering roar, and the terrible rage that had been tempered and tempered raged out, almost submerging his whole body in the blood-red rage, blurred!

Then, he yelled that line that almost all clones are so familiar with!
"Come, fight with me——!!"

(End of this chapter)