My Heroic Life

"Decades of long-cherished wish will eventually be realized under this thunder!"

He roared up to the sky, the spots of light in the dark clouds and mist connected into a line, pointing to the golden wall under the black cone, the thunder poured down like rain from the sky, the earth trembled, and the collision of light and light finally heard a crisp sound.

"Crack."

"Oooo!"

Votigeng roared, and the light curtain of the thunder seemed to feel the creator's anger. Thousands of thunder lines shrank into a bunch. The white dragon held the thunder blade, and the scales of the dragon's arm as wide as the city wall stood up. Smashing down, the gale carried thunder straight into the cracked gap!

"boom!"

"Hahahahaha! It succeeded... It succeeded! It succeeded!!"

The deafening loud noise was mixed with the crazy laughter of the underlord, and the golden wall finally shattered under the full blow of the incarnation of the island. At the same time, it was the mutation of heaven and earth that shocked the entire world.

The huge torrent of ether that could not be described in words was pulled out of the world endlessly, the demons and ghosts crawling on the ground cheered and the white dragon roared loudly in the clouds, that was a declaration of victory.

"Under this great cause, Britain will become a mysterious realm, and I will carry this glory and become a god!"

The roar of various fantasy species resounded across the plain, responding to their emperor.

At the same time, the field of civilization outside the magical realm.

From Camelot to London, from Wales to the English Channel, thousands of people panicked and looked at the shaking world in horror. All people with magical adaptability in their bodies can feel that the ether engulfed Britain like a tsunami The archipelago, the density of magic power in the magical realm is so thick that it is terrifying.

In less than a minute after the occurrence of this huge mutation, the surveillance equipment of the Military Intelligence Service in London screamed. Spies from major countries and major forces no longer conceal their tracks. They did not hesitate to send the news as quickly as possible. It came out that the secret codes of Flyf were different but conveyed the same message.

————Britain falls, civilization is in danger.

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ps: Well, this ticket is really miserable, and the complaint is miserable. I probably have dozens of readers?

Chapter 40 The Magic Tide

"General, that was just now!"

"Don't panic, all units, keep the formation!"

The general of the silver arm shouted, and gathered the slightly messy knights.

The team's riot was not because of lax discipline or encountering enemy forces, but because of the abnormal changes that occurred in the shaking of the world just a few minutes ago. For people with magical powers, it can be said to be a shock that shakes the body and mind.

Everyone has noticed that the concentration of ether in the demon realm is rising rapidly, the magic circuit runs more quickly and smoothly, the soldiers become stronger, and even the horses run more lightly and powerfully. The full blow of the past, now it must be serious. Can be used several times in a row.

However, this sudden strength not only didn't excite the soldiers, but made them struck by lightning. Even the cavalry who was in the Demon Territory would inevitably shake their military spirit and become chaotic.

There is no other reason, just because this situation is very likely to be the countdown to destruction in the legend-the tide of magic.

That is the complete demonization of the land, the precursor to the world’s imminent fall into the world, the extinction of civilization, the tide of magic power is like a tsunami, it will sweep all creatures, strengthen all life units that use magic power, and urge them to bring the mysterious glory Far away.

"General, is it really a tide of magic just now?"

"How come, is Britain going to perish?"

"Impossible, we have been victorious, the mystery has been contained, how can a tide of magic happen!"

The horses under the crotch felt the strength of their bodies and stomped their hoofs excitedly, but the soldiers who came together were very sad. The several magical tides that have occurred in the world so far have been in remote areas. The process is irreversible.

When the tide ends, civilization will be expelled, and the once occupied areas have become a paradise for monsters, but this time the mutated Britain is one of the world’s powers. Once the bridgehead of this civilization collapses, the large population will not have time to evacuate. , I am afraid it will be the most significant tragedy in human history.

And the bad effects caused by it will probably shake the determination of mankind to resist the mystery. In fact, many small countries with insufficient national power have left the Demon Realm aside, and even bowed their heads to the local mysterious lord.

Bedwell looked at his anxious subordinates in silence. He looked towards the army station and the direction of Wang Qi. After a long time, he slowly spoke:

"We are still on the mission, and the friendly forces in the distance are still clashing with the army of the humble king. No matter what just happened, it cannot be an obstacle to our mission.

The silver-haired youth looked around and smiled at the worried faces.

"Furthermore, even if it is really a tide of magic power? Scholars do guess that it is irreversible, but they have not said that it is unstoppable!"

The knights looked at each other and looked up at the silver-armed general in the center. He was smiling steadily, with pride and pride.

"Who is our leader?"

"Knight King Arthur Pendragon."

"Not bad!"

Bedwell faced the people who responded to his question: "Our king is invincible! Our knights of the round table are well-known! For ten years, we have faced evil without giving up, no matter how big a crisis can stop us pace!"

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the distance where Wang Qi was.

"Go forward, to Wang's side, I think we will get the answer we want."

"Yes, General!"

In the shouting response, the reorganization of the team was completed, and the knights rode their horses and whip, followed the figure, and marched into the distance.

———

"My lord! It was just..."

"Shhh."

"Uh, uh uh."

In the bushes next to the forest path, the beautiful female apostle tried her best to control the explosive growth of magic in her body. She asked about the reason for the change of her chief, and what she got was the closed fingers of the beautiful knight and the sigh of her lips.

Then she blushed.

She answered in a low voice, and then hesitated to look at the face of the officer beside her. The unparalleled beauty was more three-dimensional in the light and shadow. She lowered her head, feeling her heart speed up, clenching her fists and blushing.

This is too pretty.

The female apostle blamed her nympho, but she couldn't help but glanced at the figure beside her.

Tristan, the round table cowboy lever.

The mobile female attractor is stable even in the changing world. If he were tossed into the chaotic capital of London today, it would surely reassure half of the crowd.

Yes, all women.

However, unlike the absent-minded female apostle, Tristan closed his eyes and focused, his ears swayed slightly, as if listening to the melody of the sky, but anyone who knew him knew that he was using his superior hearing to detect enemy forces.

A few seconds later, he leaned against the tree and stroked the harp-like Feilnot, showing a murderous smile although it was rare.

Then first "killed" a large number of girlfriends.