Game of the World Tree

"Uria..."

The abyss snake Apophis looked gloomy.

His scarlet eyes flashed with bloodthirsty anger, and a cold voice sounded in the sky:

"You lunatic...are you still alive?"

The evil figure called Uriah by Aurora and Apophis did not answer.

The gust of wind formed by the confrontation of divine power blew his tattered clothes, and two blood-red rays of light shone slightly on his rotten head.

Those are Uriah's eyes.

Empty, godless, without any focus.

He opened his mouth slightly, and the stench of black pus continued to flow down the corners of his mouth, and a hoarse voice sounded intermittently in his throat:

"A... Bo... Fe... s..."

Stupid, mechanical, like a puppet with no ego.

I saw that he slowly raised his hand, raised a dark gray longbow, and aimed at the abyss snake again.

The turbulent power of evil gathers in his hands, and it is a mighty power that is no weaker than Aurora.

He loosened the bowstring, and another arrow flashing with deep brilliance shot towards Apophis.

Seeing the arrow coming, Apophis snorted coldly.

His huge body swayed slightly and easily blocked the arrow.

The attack was blocked, but Uriah didn't seem to see it, and the two empty eyes still looked ahead mechanically.

"A... Bo... Fe... s..."

His dull voice sounded intermittently again.

Seeing him like this, Apophis's gaze stopped slightly.

Then, the voice of vicissitudes brought a hint of ridicule:

"It turned out to be a dead body..."

"What, Uriah, don't wait quietly in the cemetery to die... Do you want me to give you a ride too?"

After he finished speaking, he swung abruptly, and the huge snake tail flew up from behind.

The terrifying aura locked Aurora and Uriah, and the black shadow quickly enlarged.

The ferocious snake tail is like a huge whip, drawing towards the two small figures at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, the pervasive gray fog continued to spread, quickly covering the entire sky.

That was Apophis's domain power.

Although he did not simulate the realm of the real god, the power of the realm far surpassed that of the demigod, and it was by no means something that Aurora, who forcibly used the pollution of the abyss to raise the power to the real myth, could compete.

Feeling the rapidly suppressed power, Aurora's expression changed slightly.

He gritted his teeth, preparing to continue to accept the abyss' corruption in order to gain more powerful power.

However, at this moment, the sound of breaking the air sounded, and a severely rotten leg kicked on his body, interrupting his movement instantly.

Not only that, the huge suction force came, and Aurora only felt that the abyss power that she had just absorbed through active demonization was quickly lost, and was swallowed up by her own existence.

It's Uria.

The giant force came, and Aurora, who had lost her strength, was directly kicked and flew out.

At the same time, Apophis's snake tail swept Uriah in the sky.

With a loud bang, Uriah's figure fell like a broken sack, smashed into the ruins of the city on the ground, and slid directly for several kilometers before slowly stopping...

His breath disappeared instantly.

Aurora climbed up from the ruins, and her sometimes crazy and sometimes clear eyes became clear again.

He looked at the direction where the figure hit by the tail of the snake fell, and called out anxiously:

"Uria!"

"Stop shouting, it's just an immortal corpse."

Above the sky, the voice of the abyss serpent Apophis came again.

He looked at Aurora on the ground, and his words were full of disdain:

It's just a fluke with the help of the power of the abyss and the chaotic consciousness to keep the last bit of ** activity, I have sent him to see your mother goddess..."

As he said that, his gaze towards the elf demigod gradually turned hideous:

"Now it is your turn!"

After he finished speaking, he opened his huge mouth, and the deep power continued to gather.

However, in the next moment, there was a loud noise from the place where Uriah fell.

That evil and crazy breath reappeared!

Not only that, this breath is stronger and more chaotic than before.

Apophis paused slightly.

He temporarily put away the brewing abyss forbidden spell, and looked at the direction of Uriah's fall in surprise.

The messy ruins suddenly burst, and Uriah's figure reappeared.

He has lost an arm, but the original rotten part of his body has been completely covered by the scales of the abyss demon...

His breath continued to rise, and there was also a black mist constantly boiling at the broken arm.

Gradually, a ferocious demon's claw slowly grew.

"A... Bo... Fe... s..."

His voice sounded again, as rigid and mechanical as ever.

Apophis's pupils shrank, and the vicissitudes of life brought some disbelief:

"impossible!"

"You...you're dead!"

Uriah did not answer.

His intermittent voice continued:

"A... Bo... Fe... s..."

"Apo... Fess..."

Not only that, as he mechanically repeated the name of the abyss snake, more hollow and dull voices slowly sounded from all over the cliff of sorrow...

"A... Bo... Fe... s..."

"A... Bo... Fe... s..."

"..."

In the ruins of the city, above the battlefield of demons and frost elves.

In the piles of corpses left by the terrifying war two thousand years ago, blue rays of light slowly lit up!

It was a faint blue flame, like a pair of eyes burning with anger.

No, that's the eyes!

That is the fire of the soul of the undead...

I saw those rock sand elves who had already turned into dead bones, sat up from the ground one after another!

The deep blue light burned slowly in the eye sockets of the skeletons, and their bones creaked as they slowly stood up from the ground!

"A... Bo... Fe... s..."

Their upper and lower jaws continued to tremble, and countless mechanical dull voices came from all over the Cliff of Sorrow.

They picked up the rusted weapon that had been buried in the ruins for an unknown time, and moved slowly.

Looking at these undead spirits who suddenly recovered, Aurora was shocked.

"Mind connection..."

He stared blankly at Uriah in the distance, and murmured in a complicated mood.

Uriah slowly lifted into the air.

The power of the black abyss is constantly gathering in him.

His body swelled up quickly, the sarcoma squirmed, and the scales rolled.

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After a while, He turned into a huge creature composed of black flesh and barbed scales, only vaguely humanoid.

His body continued to swell, swell... It didn't stop slowly until it swelled to a height of several hundred meters.

Although it is still not as good as the huge abyss snake, it also has a faint feeling of rivalry...

"A... Bo... Fe... s..."

A neat and rigid whisper sounded slowly.

Behind Uriah, countless faint blue rays of light appeared.

That is the undead army formed by the awakened rock sand elves!

Uriah, who had long been unable to recognize the identity of the elf, raised his bloated right hand and raised a great sword transformed into the power of the abyss.

He was breathing heavily, and his hoarse voice sounded slowly.

This time, it's different from before:

"Cover... Frost..."

Behind him, boundless, tens of thousands or even 100,000 rock-sand undead also raised their white-bone right hands holding weapons:

"Cover... Frost..."

Hearing this sentence, Aurora trembled slightly.

His eyes were instantly filled with mist.

Two lines of crystal tears flowed down his cheeks slowly.

Cover Frost...

That was the last order given by Uriah, the son of the earth, two thousand years ago to the elves of the Sandsand tribe who had completely lost their ability to survive under the attack of the Kuroshio!

Cover Frost...

Cover the evacuation of the frost elves and leave the last spark of fire for the elves!

Understood.

He understands everything!

Starting from two days ago, it was none other than Uriah who was secretly observing him!

Do not.

At this moment, he can no longer be called Uriah...

He is the collective consciousness formed by the more than 100,000 rock sand elves who died in battle two thousand years ago and were connected with Uriah!

Or... a collection of dead souls.

At this moment, two thousand years later, with the return of the Frost Elves, these sleeping consciousnesses are awakened again...

In their consciousness, there are only two residual thoughts left...

Against an enemy named Apophis...

Cover the evacuated Frost tribe!

Got it, got it all!

Those two days of secret peeping were not intended to attack or spy on.

Instead... silently guard!

No wonder...

No wonder the last three days went so smoothly.

It's no wonder that in the last three days, before reaching the Cliff of Sorrows, I didn't encounter even a single demon!

The will of the sand elves is immortal.

Even if... it's falling into the dark.

Even if... it's an undead!

The dark clouds in the sky kept churning.

Thunderbolts that danced like tongues of flame pierced through the darkness and illuminated the entire Cliff of Sorrow.

"Uria" roared in the sky, and then rushed towards the hideous abyss snake!

And with his movements, the resurgent rock sand undead on the ground also roared, waving weapons that had been sleeping for more than two thousand years, and rushed towards the demons besieging the frost elves!

"court death!"

In midair, the abyss giant snake Apophis roared on the cliff of sorrow.

His eyes were fierce, twisting his huge body, and biting towards "Uria"...

However, "Uriah" stretched out a swollen, ferocious hand and grabbed his head!

He roared, opened Apophis's huge upper and lower jaw, and tore it to both sides.

The terrifying power made Apophis' pupils shrink.

He snorted and sprayed out a highly corrosive venom, but "Uriah" did not evade at all, letting the venom corrode his body, still tearing at his jaws.

Apophis let out a painful groan, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

He twisted his body, threw out the snake's tail, and slapped "Uriah" on the body.

With a loud bang, He finally broke free from the control of "Uriah".

However, at this moment, his jaws have been slightly deformed, and they are already injured!

"Uria..."

"I admit that you are stronger now!"

"However, it would be ridiculous to think that this would defeat me!"

"An ant... It's an ant after all!"

Speaking, Apophis roared again and rushed towards "Uria"...

And at this moment, an arrow shining with starlight suddenly shot from the ground and hit his eye.

"Roar!"

Black blood splattered, and Apophis let out a howl of pain and anger.

He turned his head, and the other blood-colored star-like eyes looked at Aurora who slowly put down the bow and arrow, his eyes were full of anger:

"Aurora--!"

His voice was full of monstrous anger.

Aurora's expression was calm.

He put away the long bow, and once again transformed into a long sword in his hand, pointing directly at the giant snake:

"Apophis..."

"Your opponent, and me."

Apophis breathes fire from both eyes.

He opened his bloody mouth and charged towards Aurora.

However, at this time, the figure of "Uriah" reappeared, directly hugging his huge body and holding back his actions...

Seeing this scene, Aurora's eyes flashed slightly.

He let out a light drink, the light bloomed on his body, flew up again, and rushed towards the struggling giant snake!

Three myths... fighting together!

...

Above the sky, the battles of the myths are hidden in the gray fog.

On the ground, the advance of the Cyber ​​and Frost Elves became more and more difficult.

Frost elves fell one after another, but the number of demons did not decrease in the slightest.

Desperate mood... gradually spread in the team.

The voice of Gando's command has been hoarse, and he no longer speaks.

Seeing the fewer and fewer elves, Cyborg looked anxious.

The cliff that was so close at hand seemed so far away.

However, at this moment, bursts of exclamations suddenly came from the rear of the team.

A roar like a tsunami resounded behind the frost elves.

Cyborg turned his head subconsciously and instantly widened his eyes.

I saw behind the team, all over the city, a tide of skeletons and undead suddenly emerged.

Their eyes were lit with faint blue flames, wearing dilapidated elf armor, like a charging army, rushing towards the demons besieging the frost elves!

"Cover... Frost..."

The vicissitudes of the Elf language slowly sounded, neat and heavy.

For a time, the demon army surrounding the elves was engulfed by the sea of ​​undead like foam!

Estelle stared blankly at the undead who helped the clan to slash the demons, and opened her mouth slightly.

Looking at the vaguely identifiable logo of the Yansha tribe on the armor of the undead, her eyes gradually blurred, and her expression showed surprise and sadness:

"It's rock sand..."

"It's the people of the Yansha tribe..."

"They... they're here to help us!"

Speaking of the last sentence.

The girl was already crying.

The frost elves were shocked.

Looking at the undead who rushed into the army of demons, a little fire of hope burned again in the team.

Saibo raised the elf long sword in his hand, and let out a long howl:

"Clansmen, charge!"

"charge!"

The frost elves roared.

Then the golden "ribbon" struggled again!

On the hillside, the blue ocean protects both sides of the golden ribbon, breaking through the darkness...

And the team of Frost Elves finally tore apart the formation of the demon army and rushed out of the siege!