Chapter 873 National War: The End!

Game 1!

In the dark sky of London, part of the artificial number in the unreached realm appears. In the final stage of opening additional crack nodes and preparing to start the engine,

Watching the magician appear from the street ahead,

In the surging wind in the Kingston neighborhood, Ignat suddenly threw away the arcane weapon Judgment in his hand like garbage, took off the driver armor on his body, abandoned his own power and said to himself:

"I was still regretting my decision to participate in Lord Korossos's plan,"

He took out the ring device and clasped it on his neck. He endured the stimulation and stinging pain and stared at the magician's figure, speaking in a loud and cold voice.

"There is no way to decide the outcome with you head-on on the national war stage."

Then the A-level breath exploded from his body along with the flames, and as the dragon's blood burned, Ignat spat out a hoarse and slow sound like a dragon!

"Are you ready! Magician!!?"

This scene is like the prelude to the spark that ignites the final grand event, but seeing his opponents from the two previous national wars declaring war in the wind, and seeing this adversity deadlock like black clouds looming over the city,

Holding the glorious ancient sword in his hand and walking all the way, the magician's mind only recalled the gentle and gentle memories of all the past. From the bamboo forest to the island, everyone in the memory was laughing.

"I should have been like him, wanting to go back to the past, wanting to come back, and thinking how great it would be if we could turn back time,"

Looking at the sky above the distant city center, there is a figure holding an ancient cross and biting his opponent tightly.

"It wasn't until I almost lost my current place that I suddenly realized it."

Thinking of the attack on the capital that night, the magician held the hilt of the ancient sword and raised the dragon-ringed bird's head horizontally, muttering to himself in a low voice, not sure whether he was answering him or himself.

"So no matter what it takes, no matter what I have to fulfill, I'm ready this time."

The first blade of the sword lit up when he pulled it out of the scabbard, with an indescribable brilliance. His eyes opened with a completely opposite edge than usual, and the sword secrets made a clanging sound.

"Yanhuang ancient summer, all things enlightened,"

Then the same A-level aura rose into the sky from his body,

The sword edge of Daxia Dragon Bird blooms with red light!

"The scorching sun, the brilliant city of God!"

The old enemy confronted each other, and the dragon's claw pressed against the sword's edge. When Ignat gritted his teeth and was shocked, it appeared in front of his eyes that the sharp man in Gusu was really the magician.

On the southeastern border of the city of South London, in the Bromley residential area, mechanical attacks that destroyed houses were all melted by the red flames of the night weapon before they touched each other.

Looking at this extreme ability to restrain himself, he guessed that it might be the same in other places. Francis' mechanical hand pressed the ring device under the skin of his neck and laughed strangely in the wind:

"So did you plan this?"

Seeing the mechanical monster whose sense of oppression suddenly rose to level A, Si Ai held the slender cigarette in his bright red gauntlet and burned it with arrogant and heroic eyes!

"Don't think it's always you who succeed."

Then I thought about how people were staring at me all the time, and looked at the uncle walking across the long street carrying Qingfeng!

"I really didn't expect to join forces with you one day..."

East London, Raynham, Emma's figure fell next to her, watching Brianna coldly looking down at her own power upgrade, the eldest young master of the mechanical army's slightly sweaty hair blowing on his temples,

"This is what I want to say!"

And just like him, Simon is the first to rush out after all weapons are activated in the sci-fi humanoid future armor that opposes him everywhere!

In West London, Heathrow Airport is missing a plane. In the musical illusion, a fierce figure holding the Sword in the Lake and the Sword in the Stone appears in the musical illusion. Watching Mu Cheng, who is completely undisturbed under the protection and intuition, rushes towards the airport. The water surface of the lotus pond in the ancient town,

When the Cloud Sound Ring Device was activated directly, Pedro's white-winged Zero Rider figure appeared holding a silver thorn!

"The person who is chasing me is the toughest person. How did I find this? I think I have chosen to be concealed enough."

In the Chigwell Forest northeast of London, Rowling looked at Le Guin, who was following biological weapons at her side, and looked at her ancient aristocratic low smile:

"So what if you stop me here? Do you really think you can stop the current situation?"

Even after hearing the truth, she did not waver. Her platinum-patterned suit swayed in the forest wind under the dark sky, just like the night forest when she rushed into the disaster town a century ago. She remained unchanged.

"Do you stop resisting because you are in a desperate situation? Do you retreat because you will die if you move forward?"

Raising his blue and clear eyes, the demon horse raised its head and neighed behind Le Guien with flames flying, turning into light and shadow and blending into her body,

"No, no matter how contradictory the situation is, it is what really determines a person's actions."

Once again implementing all the justice inherited from that light and shadow, the magic energy surged as she repeated the queen's words in her last sentence,

"It's all just the will itself of what he wants to do."

The promotion to Grade A was only a hundred years late!

The blockade set up by the cracks was staged around the center where Hermephis was waiting in London, the apex of the dark sky higher than the final battle between the two powerful planes.

The strongest battlefield in this plan,

The intervals between the ring-shaped stars are filled with complex incantations, the brilliance of the arcane magic circle cuts off the thin line of death, and the breathtaking battle breaks are magnificent.

Scanning the location of the Financial City again, overlooking the cracks in London and encountering obstacles, Clotilde looked at the silent and cold dead line in front of him, and chuckled with deep meaning in his golden amber eyes:

"Is such a scene within the expectations of your alliance leader?"

The masked executive didn't answer, but the powerful deadly power spread again and chased after him!

The wreckage of the crashed observation room stood guard in front of the restored exit. Even though he was trembling with fear, he did not want to escape. He gritted his teeth and held the energy gun to support Qing Ning in preventing the numbered monster from escaping the scene.

He fell to the dirt on the ground with all his strength exhausted. In the wind of crisis with even more regret, Jota watched Su Qun's figure appear at the critical moment, holding a Tang sword.

The black talisman between Hua Ling's fingers in mid-air finally shined among the surging numbered monsters!

"The sound of death rings from ancient times!"

Figure after figure, fighting after battle, chasing their respective opponents and fighting on the battlefield where they are, they are still resisting even in the desperate situation where the huge darkness has appeared,

In the Financial City of London, he fell down after throwing the huge silver gun that was more than five meters tall again. He was already in an extreme state of physical and mental exhaustion as he rushed to the final destination. He couldn't even maintain his gaze and think.

I could only feel the wind flowing on the ground, and then in the blur of my senses, I heard the pale young man jumping into the circular pit regardless of the danger and shouting his name...

"Fangran!!!"

London under the dark sky disperses all the yellow fog,

Scenes are happening everywhere, like a continuation of the national war that never ended successfully.

The majestic music played in waves, as if it was going to end at this moment!

Thanks to BV1B7411f7S5, this video gave me enthusiastic inspiration. I’m tired of it. I’m about to have the climax of the final film roll. I’ll take it slow tomorrow. (I asked the editor and it turned out that I didn’t qualify for full attendance and half-year awards for two consecutive months... However... ...There is always a subtle sense of sadness that cannot be obtained in the first place)