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Chapter 42 The name left to future generations

They discovered that at some point, the wave of demons surrounding the guard tower had grown nearly ten times larger than before.

Starting from three hundred meters away, the huge encirclement spread endlessly into the distance. Thousands of demons with claws and teeth crowded together densely, from near to far, connecting with the dark night in the distance. In the sky,

There are countless demons flying around like wasps.

That kind of sight makes people's hair stand on end!

There is no doubt that the devil has mobilized all the troops scattered in other parts of the garden here. A rough calculation shows that their total number has exceeded 50,000.

What's even more frightening is that this time, the demon group did not place the sixth-level low-level demons at the front. What stood out at the front were thousands of ninth-level demons. Following closely behind were more than two hundred demons.

Level 10 demons. Other demons below level 8 are ranked behind.

This is completely opposite to the demon's usual tactics of driving low-level demons to charge.

This means that these demons have lost their patience.

Under pressure, those ninth-level and tenth-level demons with higher status will take action personally. They will not tolerate another failure, let alone shrink in shame in front of lower-level demons. As long as they are in front, the hierarchy will

The extremely formidable demon army will continue to fight.

Until this guardian tower is completely submerged!

Looking at this hellish scene, the blood on everyone's faces receded like a tide, turning completely white.

They know that no one can survive such a craze. When the devil attacks this time, it will be the last battle of their lives.

There will never be a next time.

"It seems that our death has come." In the dead silence, Landreaux looked around and said slowly, "Are you afraid?"

There was silence all around.

When Landero's eyes passed by a knight of great light, the impulsive knight said angrily, "What do you want me to do? I entered here and never thought about getting out alive!"

"Me too," Landreaux nodded. His eyes continued to move, "I believe that everyone here is the same. If that's the case, then our current situation is just that we have more enemies."

Everyone looked at Landero.

"We all know what this disaster means, and we all know how many people will die if the devil really breaks out of the abyss. And among these people, there may be our parents, our wives and children. In fact, from

From this perspective, this is no longer just our personal experience. This is a war, a war that we cannot see, but there must be countless people fighting side by side with us."

His body turned in a circle, "I don't know what the situation is outside now, but I believe that the devil has not succeeded yet. Why?"

He himself answered, "Because they are in such a formation, because they want to fight us desperately. This is enough to prove that they are in a hurry. They have not gotten what they want. They need more blood to complete the blood sacrifice passage. And

It just so happens that all the living people are concentrated here.”

The mercenaries' eyes lit up, and their blood seemed to be ignited by something.

"And this means that everything we do is valuable. If we kill one more demon, the people outside will have to face one less demon. The more we delay, the more people outside will face one more minute.

The time to respond. In this war, we are the key to victory or defeat."

His voice echoed in everyone's ears.

"So, we are not only fighting for ourselves, but also for our relatives, for mankind, and for our descendants to continue to live in this land under the sun. Today, when the demons invade, no one knows the fate of mankind.

Will the future be bright or dark? But at least now, we can do our best."

As he said that, Landreaux smiled slightly and said: "Besides, we have made money by being able to survive until now, right? If it weren't for Leo, even the corpses of us would have been cold!"

After Landreau finished speaking, he walked towards the bottom of the tower first.

"That kid sacrificed himself for us without hesitation. Now, it's our turn to sacrifice ourselves for him and for more people. While there is still time, everyone should write a suicide note! If one day in the future, someone

When we come here, we may bring our suicide notes to our families. At that time, at least our children will know that we have been fighting from beginning to end, and no one has backed down!"

Landreaux's figure disappeared from the entrance to the top of the tower.

"The captain is right." In the silence where the heartbeat could be heard, Afu gently brushed her long hair behind her ears, smiled slightly, and followed Landreaux down.

"Huh, Tusu, let's compete with each other about who can kill more this time?" Laxios turned to look at the female barbarian warrior and asked provocatively.

"Boring." Tu Su followed Afu.

"Why are you bored?" Lacios moved his short legs and chased after him, "Don't you dare to bet..."

Lacios's voice disappeared in the guard tower. Olivia smiled at the remaining people: "I'm going to think about how to write my suicide note..."

Wood frowned and turned around to walk side by side with her, saying with a grimace: "Olivia, do me a favor, I'm not good at writing letters."

"Are you sure you want your son to read a suicide note in Highlander writing?" Olivia smiled as she walked away.

Alves followed Wood and patted him on the shoulder: "It doesn't matter, I'll write it for you. However, Wood, you look so handsome and personable, it's really surprising that you don't know how to write a letter.

…”

The mercenaries walked off the guard tower one after another.

At this time, their faces were no longer pale, and their eyes were no longer frightened. No one even turned around to look at the demon in the distance.

As Landero said, there are just a few more enemies.

This is a damn troubled world, and it is also a disaster that has swept the entire human race. And I happened to be thrown into the center of this whirlpool.

This is unfortunate for anyone.

But for a mercenary, a bloody man born into this troubled world, he is lucky.

No one knows what the outcome of this war will be, but everyone knows that they can leave something for this world, a name that future generations will remember and feel proud and glorious about.

If humans will eventually have a future where they can continue to inherit the race and thrive, and if someone discovers this place, then they will know that on this day in August of the 321st year of the Redemption Calendar, hundreds of mercenaries fought bravely here. Until

The last moment of life.

They may not be able to save themselves, but they may save thousands of people.

One by one, the wills were written on paper, on torn linen shirts, and on cut off cloaks. They were then placed in an iron box and placed on the top of the tower.

The devil will not be interested in this iron box.

It will lie here quietly, collecting dust, waiting for someone to open it one day.

In the distance, the noise of demons was getting louder and louder. The mercenaries held their weapons tightly and stood in their respective fighting positions. This time, Landero no longer chose one combat team from another.

Rotate. Instead, throw everyone in.

Soon, with an earth-shattering roar, the demon began to charge.

Thousands of level nine demons rushed to the front. There were golden-winged demons, there were twin shadow demons, there were steel-armored mud demons, and there were claw demons that were as fast as assassins.

They started running from a few hundred meters away, and their speed became faster and faster. They flew past trees, jumped over rocky ravines on the ground, and were so fast. So many demons charged together, and the sound was extremely terrifying. Huge roars and howling winds were mixed in.

Together, it sounds like a huge tsunami.

Dust and smoke arose from the ground, and dirt, gravel, dead branches and leaves were thrown into the sky. A black sandstorm with a height of tens of meters hit the guard tower first.

The sight of the mercenaries was compressed to a distance of less than fifty meters. In their ears, they could only hear the sound of gravel and soil hitting the guard tower and the ground like raindrops. The earth shook, becoming more and more violent.

It's like thousands of war horses galloping towards you.

Close, close!

Finally, the first demon broke through the dust and fog and appeared in front of everyone.

"Fight!" Landero waved his sword and roared wildly.

"fighting!"

The mercenaries shouted at the same time and rushed forward. They crowded together, and their armors made collision sounds as they ran. Each battle ring was released, and their weapons were raised high. The blood was burning and roaring.

Deafening.

More demons burst out of the dust mist.

The two sides were like two opposing waves, about to collide. But suddenly... WeChat public account tao0202 (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net


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