Not only that, players found that the figure of King Winter had also come to the front of the Nalvet barrier.

He slashed an elf elite to the ground with one sword, and his heavy knight boots stomped on the elf's chest with a "bang".

The sword was pulled out with force, and a fighting spirit slashed into the sky with his backhand. Chimera, who was slapped down, screamed and slashed one side of her wings and fell into the Nalvet barrier.

There, it will naturally receive warm hospitality from the fortress veterans.

"Fight to the death!"

Xiwei raised the blood-stained sword in his hand high, and at the same time activated the halo effect in his skills.

This kind of halo skill will not be suppressed by the Moonlight Holy Well. After all, after being increased, players' strength cannot reach the level of Sky Knight at once.

In an instant, a golden lion-shaped shield appeared on all the new and old players on the Narvette barrier.

The shield gradually blends into their bodies.

In the end, only a faint golden light was left on the surface of the body, but they felt that their bodies were full of strength, and all the comprehensive attributes in the personal panel were increased to the naked eye.

There are also two golden buffs below their blood bars.

[Barriage of Glory] Physical and magic resistance is increased by 20%, health volume is increased by 10%, and strike resistance ability is increased by 10% to 50%. The closer we are to the King of Winter, the stronger the effect of the strike resistance ability is improved.

[Ambition of Winter] When fighting with King Winter, you feel endless courage. You will be invincible and defeated! Your five-dimensional attributes have been improved, and your weapon has obtained the effect of Armor Break 5.

【Mortality Boost】The damage to the enemy is increased by 10%. If any enemy is killed around, the damage will continue to increase by 0.1%, and the maximum increase is 30%.

In the confused eyes of the elite elves, all the human soldiers on the Narvet barrier cheered loudly, and their momentum was raised again, and the fighting spirit in their eyes drove away the wolf and swallowed the tiger.

“Tenrea-yavina!”

【Law-Sacred Shield】

Another soft female voice sounded, and the old players who were approaching the Winter King were shocked. Then they found that there was an extra shield with a maximum health of 20% on their bodies.

"Damn it! The cow's criticism! The king of Winter is criticized, and the Lori is criticized!"

"I'm so excited!"

The old players were furious, they didn't care about anything anymore, and they were hesitating with so many buffs on their bodies. They waved their weapons and killed the city wall with excitement.

In the sky, Yan Shuang's handsomeest and Taishang Buyi led the Venom Flying Dragon to snipe Chimera and the Horned Eagle Knight.

Below the city wall, you don’t do human affairs and take the old players to counterattack the elves for a moment.

Their battles are very organized. Often, the magic of the pastor is a group. First, the warrior or knight player comes forward to fight the damage. The mage outputs magic behind it. The priest sets up shields to raise blood. As long as they don’t encounter too strong elves, they can do everything.

On the city wall, newbies either use bows to shoot arrows or guide magic, and many people are seriously transporting the wounded and dealing with the corpses under the arrangement of veterans.

After a period of development, old players have long since become different from the past.

They have honed their own fighting skills in various battles, but due to their ability to die, the player team they formed will never lose their staff, and the tacit understanding they cultivate will not be wasted, and they will only become more and more proficient.

On the battlefield.

Cooperation between soldiers is very important.

The army without cooperation is just a mess. Although the old players are not one, the tacit understanding of this small team has been brought to the extreme.

Of course, the most important thing is the players' unafraid of death and the ability to constantly resurrect!

The balance of the war began to tilt towards the Nalvet Barrier Guards, and the elves were unable to resist the torrent-like army of players, and the defeat had already emerged.

The Storm Elemental Leader has collapsed.

This elemental creature will become weaker and weaker as the battle progresses. They will gradually consume elemental energy in their bodies until they die in the physical sense, but their soul will will not die.

Oengel stood beside the fragments of the Storm Elemental Leader and watched as the three or five groups of players running chasing the elves in the battlefield sighed:

"It's amazing! I can't understand what kind of army His Majesty the Winter King ruled! They are like..."

"It's like a bunch of lunatics, aren't it?"

Hao Feis walked to O'Engel and smiled. He was carrying the elf sword dance master who had been knocked unconscious by him.

"Why didn't you kill her?"

Oengel was a little strange.

"Because she has a husband, she is a married woman, do you understand?" Hao Feis shrugged.

"Otherwise I will definitely kill her immediately, but now it's different, I have a strong interest in her~"

O'Engel: "…"

...

A corner of the battlefield.

Alans leads a group of players to chase a masked Elf Sword Dancer.

The Elf Sword Dancer is already seriously injured.

An arrow pierced his ankle, and at the same time, his abdomen was also blown out by the player's flame explosion technique.

The air was filled with the smell of blood and the burnt smell of barbecue.

"Snatch it, elves!"

"Put down your weapons, His Majesty the King of Winter promises not to kill the prisoners!"

The elf sword dancer who was forced into the corner twisted over and his complicated gaze fell on Aarons.

Then, he pulled out the two moon blades on his waist, but these two moon blades had already cut to the curling blade and were covered with blood. It can be seen that on the previous battlefield, they had swallowed up many human lives.

However, this may just be what the Elf Sword Dancer wishes to think, after all, he doesn't know that most of the humans he cut to death can actually be resurrected.

"The elves never surrender."

"Especially surrender to you humans."

The Elf Sword Dancer sneered and forced himself to attack.

"Cowardly humans, even if I am seriously injured, don't you dare to come forward to fight?"

Faced with the provocation of the Elf Sword Dancer, Alans walked out with the sword in his hand, and his eyes collided with the eyes behind the sword dancer's mask.

I don't know why I always feel familiar.

"That, Alans..."

Players spoke out for advice.

After all, Alans is just a big knight.

Although he is about to be promoted to Earth Knight, he is obviously impossible to be an opponent of a sword dancer.

"No need..." Alans shook his head.

He has his own ideas.

This fearless elf sword dancer deserves a decent way of death, rather than being hacked to death by him and a group of strangers.

Besides, this elf is already at the end of his strength.

"Come on, as a human, I accept your invitation. I am just a great knight. When you are seriously injured, we are barely equal."

The Elf Sword Dancer did not speak, as if he agreed. He glanced at Allens deeply. With just one leg, the two moon blades had already danced into a whirlwind and slashed towards Allens.

But perhaps because of the injury, his speed and strength have been greatly reduced, and even the Great Knight-level Alans can barely resist it.

“Much slut——”

One person and one elves fought several times, and suddenly the body of the elf sword dancer suddenly twisted into a strange arc, and the moon blade slashed towards Alans at a tricky angle.

At this time, I could not dodge at all. Alans gritted his teeth and made a fuss in his heart. The sword in his hand also took the heart of the elf sword dancer.

He bet that he would not die.

After all, there is a priest around you.

He also bets that the elves will hide.

"Sher—"

The long sword pierced into the heart of the Elf Sword Dancer, but the moon blade of the Elf Sword Dancer turned towards the moment it touched Alans and just rubbed it gently.

"Single"

The moon blade fell to the ground weakly.

The Elf Sword Dancer fell to his knees before Aarons.

The long sword penetrated through the body, and blood gradually spread out on the ground.

"You...why..."

Alans stared blankly at the elf sword dancer kneeling there.

He could have died with him with his injuries, but the sword dancer did not do that.

“Alan…”

The Elf Sword Dancer coughed up some blood, and he raised his head and chuckled softly.
To be continued...