Chapter 853 The Core of the World, the True Identity of the Game!

Swish!

Swish!

Enveloped by the lavender divine power barrier.

The front line of the Dragon Flag Army was tightly packed, with shields in front to block the zombies from biting and clawing, and long spears in the back to pierce through the gaps.

Behind the position, there were longbows and short crossbows, improved large siege wooden crossbows, and even large catapults farther away, all kinds of cold weapons.

On the flanks of the position, there were also tens of thousands of cavalrymen riding various mounts, flying across the battlefield like a hurricane, and attacking back and forth in the zombies like arrows.

If it was a battle in the cold weapon era, the Dragon Flag Army would have been able to gain a great advantage after launching such a fierce offensive.

But unfortunately, the zombies were all completely irrational evolvers, who had no idea what death was, let alone fear.

One fell, and another immediately filled in.

The formation had just opened a breakthrough, and it was supplemented by the surging heads.

"Oh no, these evolvers are not fooled at all, they just know the simplest and mindless way to charge forward and crash into the formation."

"If the Dragon Flag Army can't defend the arrowhead of the formation, I'm afraid it will be in chaos!"

When most people who were watching in real time on the live broadcast screen had this thought.

More and more corpses also rushed to the front of the formation, and began to use their bodies to push the shields back.

This is the simplest and most difficult way to break the formation when facing a formed formation.

It often takes several times, or even dozens of times the casualties of the opponent to achieve the goal.

And in this process, as long as there is a little hesitation and timidity, all the previous efforts will be wasted.

However.

The irrational corpse tide evolvers will not be timid, let alone hesitate.

Death is not a punishment for them, but more like a relief.

On the battlefield, the sound of killing is like a wave, one after another.

The sound of drums sounded like thunder, accompanied by shouts, roars, and the sound of weapons colliding mixed with screams.

Under the lavender divine power barrier, darkness enveloped too many places.

At the beginning, the Dragon Flag Army was able to launch an offensive in a disciplined manner.

As time went on, after the shield formation was broken up, it could not help but become chaotic and disintegrated, and finally fought on its own.

Two hundred thousand Dragon Flag Army armed with weapons faced five hundred thousand zombies.

All kinds of tactics that humans are proud of, when the other side is not afraid of death at all, can't play any substantial role.

In the end, it still became the most primitive one-on-one fight, killing the enemy only by force and courage.

Even with the help of the recovery of Poseidon cells.

More than an hour later, the Dragon Flag Army barely won a tragic victory at the cost of nearly 20,000 people.

And this is just the first wave.

In the next 24 hours, there will be more than a dozen waves of zombies that are not weaker than now, and even stronger ones are coming.

The Dragon Flag Army needs to constantly form military formations and constantly go into battle to kill the enemy, without any time to rest.

Until the two sides are completely determined!

"Lord Long, there are still five million zombies. If this continues, I'm afraid the defense line of Longqi Territory will be completely lost.

In the conference room, looking at the real-time battle situation on the big screen, Feng Tianmin said in a low voice: "During the attack and defense just now, the morale of the Longqi Army has been severely frustrated. I suggest withdrawing the troops. There is still a possibility of dragging on the guerrilla war!"

Without the geographical advantage of the Sky-supporting Wall, the disadvantage of the Longqi Army is too obvious if it is only fighting on the plain.

Although he doesn't understand why Long Anguo would make such a stubborn arrangement, Feng Tianmin still gave his own suggestions.

However, Long Anguo's performance is still as calm as ever.

"Captain Feng, Fenghuo City is our last line of defense. Other places can retreat, but we must defend every step here."

"In the city, there are still two million civilians who have not had time to evacuate."

"Don't say two million, even if it's 20 million, the Longqi Army can't win if it continues to fight like this." Su Deben narrowed his eyes on the side: "Tell me, do you have any trump cards? "

He didn't believe that Long Anguo had specially invited the three of them to this conference room to watch an "ugly" battle. What was the point?

After thinking about it, at this stage, it was time to reveal the trump card.

"Brother Deben, please be patient. Now is not the time to reveal the trump card."

"Our enemy has never been the zombie tide. Only when the five royal families show up, will it be the best time for us to take action."

Long Anguo shook his head slightly, his face still calm.

Luring the enemy is a technical job.

No matter how fierce the offensive against the zombie tide is now, it can't destroy the plan of the five royal families behind the scenes.

At present, the only thing that Longqi Territory can do is to reveal its flaws and lure the five royal families to advance.

As for the Longqi Army

Looking at the bodies being carried away on stretchers in the screen with heartache, Long Anguo's left hand under the table could not stop shaking.

He suddenly sighed in his heart and understood why so many people were looking forward to the return of the human Su Shen.

It's not just hope.

It's the possibility of survival.

If he was a member of the Dragon Flag Army, I'm afraid that what he would think of now would only be the figure standing in front of the gods without fear.

And only that figure is worthy of being the spiritual flag of mankind.

The night of May 8th, the ninth year of the Wasteland Calendar.

It was destined to be another sleepless night for the survivors of the human race in the New World.

Even at two o'clock in the morning in the Academy of Sciences, there were bright lights everywhere, and almost everyone was watching this battle on the live broadcast screen.

From the first bitter victory, the Dragon Flag Army did not have low morale and formation collapse as expected.

In the face of waves of zombies, they fought bravely and gradually developed resilience and morale.

As of two o'clock in the morning.

Seven waves of zombies, more than two million in number. Although the 400,000 Dragon Flag Army paid a price of 60,000 people, they finally got four hours of respite.

"Everyone is waiting for the dawn to come, but will this dawn come?"

On the top floor of the most magnificent academic building in the Academy of Sciences, Ai Jianqiang stood by the window, looking at the dark night sky with worry. [】

The moon, which was hanging in the sky before, has now reached the center.

But the cracks on its surface are becoming more and more numerous and more and more obvious, even visible to the naked eye.

It makes people worry whether it will break with a bang.

"Compared to the sun and the moon, we should pay more attention to the temperature now."

"The temperature at this time yesterday was 27 degrees, but now it has dropped to 16 degrees, and there is no sign of stopping."

"If it continues to drop at this rate, the daytime temperature may directly break through zero degrees and return to winter!"

An old professor who specializes in meteorology adjusted his reading glasses and gave a more accurate forecast data.

Summer is winter, this is a tricky operation that even games can't do.

Especially for the human group that relies on the temperature of the four seasons, an abnormality can cause violent turmoil and terrible casualties.

"Has the news been notified to the territory?"

Zhang Chong asked, flipping through the data in his hand casually, glancing at Su Mo who was still sitting by the window holding the statue in a daze.

If it were usual, such a big drop in temperature would be enough to cause huge chaos.

But now, things have their priorities, and a mere drop in temperature seems insignificant under the Dragon Flag War and the threat of alien races.

"I have been notified. The territory replied that with the convenience of the trading market, the distribution of cold-resistant materials is not a problem."

"That's fine. Temperature is not our primary concern now."

Having set the tone, Zhang Chong quickly arranged all the subsequent affairs, freeing up the old professors who were nodding their heads in sleepiness at the table.

Not long after, the last person got up and left.

The conference room gradually became deserted, leaving only the gray-haired and energetic first generation.

And Su Mo who was watching the broken moon by the window.

"The sun and the moon are broken. I am afraid that even if this battle is won, human life will never go back to the past."

Feeling the unusually active ocean power in his body. After looking around, he sighed softly.

The more chaotic and broken the natural rules are, the more power the gods can use.

If it were in the real wasteland outside, Yugi might still do his best to stop the invasion of the five ancestral gods.

But in this relic

"Dean Su, do we have any other remedies now?" Zhang Chong came with a coffee cup.

"I don't know, or I don't know for the time being." Su Mo waved his hand and took the statue and placed it in front of him.

The green light lingering on it has become increasingly faint, indicating that the cover is about to end.

"Everything must start from the source. We must at least solve the person who caused the change before we can find a way to repair it."

"At least now, we must first find out the true purpose of the five ancestral gods."

"Will this statue tell us? But isn't he one of the five ancestral gods? Will he?" Zhang Chong came back to his senses and quickly asked in confusion.

"No, he is ours now."

Watching the last ray of green light disappear together with the black mark on Lance's forehead.

Su Mo smiled and his mind suddenly moved.

In an instant, the sun and the moon turned upside down, and the wasteland disappeared.

When he came back to his senses, he had returned to Lance's divine domain.

It was still the small forest, but the difference from before was that the countless black chains shrouding the sky had disappeared.

Under the dark green sky, the big trees exuded a healthy breath of thriving growth.

Including the birds that were occasionally startled, they seemed to be much more active than usual.

"Lord Poseidon, your power is amazing. The mark of the Curse Tiger Ancestor God has been completely covered!" Lance's figure slowly walked out from the thickest tree in the woods.

His face was full of surprise, his mouth opened wide, and he sighed unconsciously.

Covering the mark is much more difficult than directly eliminating it.

It requires strength and level to completely crush the caster to be possible.

At first, he thought that this Lord Poseidon who had lost his memory could only cover half or even one-third at best.

But now the result is too exaggerated. The Curse Tiger Ancestor God used a full ten days to cast the spell before.

As a result, the powerful shackles he left behind were completely ineffective in just six hours!

This result made Lance a little overwhelmed. He had seen many powerful gods. Before he was enslaved by the Curse Tiger, he had communicated with powerful gods from other worlds and heard about the methods of those gods from the big world.

But it was the first time I had seen someone like the sea god in front of me.

The other party was just like those freaks in the super world, possessing extraordinary powers that ordinary gods could not understand at all.

"Now, you should be able to tell me the information you couldn't tell me before, right?"

"Of course, after I get rid of the shackles, I can tell you everything I know." Lance responded quickly.

He waved his hand lightly, and the scenery under the two people quickly retreated and disappeared.

In a flash, he returned to the small courtyard and sat down.

"What is the purpose of the five great ancestor gods?" Asking the biggest doubt in his heart, Somo concentrated his attention.

Since the first time I encountered the false god Tengu, I have been concerned about these alien races and the purpose of the gods behind them.

He has already guessed countless versions based on the information.

It's just that after such a long time, these versions cannot be verified, as if they are always missing the last detail, resulting in never guessing the other party's true intentions.

“You can think of them as gods like me.

Sir, you know, it is clear that the gods are aloof and completely superior to ordinary living beings, but why do they invade other worlds so frequently and enslave them? "Lance asked softly.

"Is it for strength?" Sumo guessed.

"Yes. The power of a god depends on two aspects. The first is the number of believers. The more believers, the more power the god can use, and the higher the level of divine power. The second is the level of divine power, that is I have spoken of my origin many times before.

Even if the gods of the small world reach the top, they are no match for the gods of the lower level of the big world. In the same way, the gods of the top level of the big world are just toys of the super world gods. "Lance said.

The law of the weak and the strong is also common among gods.

Soma realized something and carefully considered the profound meaning conveyed in it.

"You mean they invaded here to improve themselves?"

"Exactly, the five ancestor gods are already the pinnacle of the great world gods. They urgently need to improve their strength. They must either find a way to gain the favor of the super world gods and obtain the status of subordinate gods. Or they can only target such a broken super world that has lost its protection. .

And as long as they can occupy this world and obtain the power in it, their strength will be greatly improved and they will become beneficial insects that protect this place, thus transforming into super world gods," Lance answered.

"In that case, you should know about the game where the outside world controls the changes in the world. What is its identity?" Su Mohu asked rhetorically.

The information obtained from Jiang Chu gradually matched what Lance said.

Although the perspectives are different, the focus of the two narratives is always the most important authority, and everything revolves around authority.

"Game?" Lance was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Sir, you should be talking about the consciousness that human beings say announces disasters, right? It is the core of this super world."

"Is it the core of the world?" A completely unexpected answer made Sumo stunned for a moment.

"Yes, only the core of the world can arbitrarily manipulate the rules of nature to change, and can change the development of all rules in the super world." Lance smiled and said: "Sir, don't watch it play tricks on humans, add to yourself In fact, the reason why this super world is becoming more and more dilapidated is directly related to its resistance to the invasion of beneficial insects.”

"Why does it resist?" Sumo asked in surprise.

"I don't know about this issue, but I can probably guess that it may be that the beneficial insects here want to turn against the guests and replace it as the core of the new world, which is why it is extremely resistant to the entry of new beneficial insects." After saying that, Lance Laughed to myself.

"If the gods of a world want to fully exert their power, they must have the cooperation of the core of the world. The five ancestor gods are greedy, and the core of the world behind them is not a fuel-efficient lamp. They also want to embezzle some of the advanced rules here to supplement themselves."

"Does the use of power by gods require the cooperation of the core of the world?"

"good."

Lance nodded slightly: "In the main world, even if the core of the world does not cooperate, the gods can use it to exert 80% of their combat power. But when going to other worlds, the core of the world will be needed to help deliver energy, otherwise the gods will use up the power they carry. It can only become an ordinary creature with stronger body."

"So, this is why the five ancestor gods have to find a way to bring their own people here first. They don't dare to use their real bodies to test the trump card of the super world. They can only use the meager divine power carried by their avatars and cooperate with the blood sacrifice formation to Accumulate usable divine power in this world to significantly reduce the risk of invasion.”

"In other words, the only way to defeat them is to compete with each other to see who has more divine power?"

"Sir, you are really powerful. You guessed it right away." Lance praised: "If the level of divine power is the same, the difference in the spells does not actually affect the competition. It is more about the amount of divine power. Only the level of divine power is different, and the power of the spells is not. will be highlighted.”

"Then based on the current scale of the blood sacrifice formation, how much divine power will they have?"

"I'm afraid there are quite a few." Speaking of this, Lance finally became cautious: "The divine power generated by the blood sacrifice array is extremely polluting. The more the quantity and frequency of use, the greater the resistance of the gods to control their own divine power. Very soon Few gods dare to accept and use it frequently, but in terms of power, it is no different from normal divine power."

"Judging from the current scale of the blood sacrifice, it can provide at least nearly 100,000 divine powers to each of the five ancestral gods. Including what they carry themselves, it is conservatively estimated to be around 200,000."

"!??"

"Two hundred thousand???!!"