I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

In the evening, Old Eggplant did not play games.

Originally, at this point, he should be working in the Kingdom of Darkness, harvesting, or practicing his sword skills, and playing cards with other players.

But today is different.

He looked at the title of the most replied post in the forum.

[The demonic tide is coming, and the Kingdom of Darkness is about to face its greatest crisis! 】

In the post, there was a discussion about the demonic tide. The palace mage sent a message a few days ago that the demonic tide in the Kingdom of Darkness will arrive in a few days. At that time, the blood moon will arrive, the earth will fall into eternal night, and countless monsters will swarm. Move and destroy everything.

Players also mobilized one after another.

As several batches of test players entered the Kingdom of Darkness one after another, the number of players in Rimu Town now reached more than 2,000. Although the number of players may not seem large, they are all well-trained and have mastered the use of extraordinary items. , enough to fight more than ten times the regular army of the Kingdom of Darkness.

More than 2,000 people have reached the limit of Lu Jian. It still requires a certain amount of strength to bring people from this world to a foreign land. According to the current situation, Lu Jian can only support so much, and more. Later, The player may not have a human form, only a slime-like appearance.

Moreover, numbers are not the core factor that determines victory or defeat.

Lu Jian's mission is to help build the magic network to resist this demonic tide. As long as the magic network can be established, then this time the demonic tide must also be able to be resisted.

He was holding a small brick in his hand, which Lu Tiao secretly took out when the Gray Tower was laying the foundation.

Although it is just an ordinary brick now, if the Gray Tower becomes the center of the Magic Network, then it will immediately be given legendary attributes and become the first brick of the Gray Tower.

But there is not much time left for them.

Let’s not talk about whether we can go to the universe to talk to the old ruler on the moon about the Internet. The demonic tide is coming soon. If we can’t resist this demonic tide, then there will be no follow-up. .

He used [Last Words] to strengthen the city wall and created some extraordinary props, hoping that players could withstand the demonic tide.

In the Gray Tower, Jost is doing the final finishing work of the Magic Network. The current monsters only need an opportunity to start. By then, more than two thousand players will become the first batch of users of the Magic Network, carrying pollution. , enabling the magic network to cover the entire Kingdom of Darkness.

He stopped writing, looked at the piece of parchment in his hand, and sighed.

"Have you ever been inside the Gray Tower?"

He asked Shia beside him.

The mage girl shook her head.

"The top of the gray tower is a spiritual torch that will never go out, and the inside is top secret. I am not qualified to enter the tower that stores the old books. I have only looked at it from a distance."

Shia replied.

"Now you see it."

Jost joked, looking around. In addition to the tall spiral staircase leading to the top of the tower, there are some magic circles and ritual materials. Everything is kept in a state that can be activated at any time, waiting for the one destined to be ignited. one day.

And that day, Jost knew, was very near.

In reality, Old Eggplant's mouse slid over the replies. Although it was just a game, he was still a little moved when faced with the city he had built brick by brick and the history he had witnessed.

[Come on, you must get through it! 】

[Even in the game, people who have experienced this can be called heroes! 】

[If there is no way to resist the demonic tide, will the world be destroyed? 】

【Don’t do that kind of thing! 】

[Will there be an official live broadcast? 】

[I don’t dare to look at it. I’ll let you know the result when the time comes.]

Some people regard it as a major event in the game, while others are looking forward to the coming of the war. Only the players know that what they are facing is not the virtual data, but the real torrent.

After spending so long in the Kingdom of Darkness, even the newest players have developed feelings for this place.

This suffering land deserves even one dawn.

Lao Eggplant looked at his group chat. It was extremely quiet today, and everyone was holding their breath.

The helmet had always had enough power. Lao Eggplant looked at the time and saw that it was almost done.

He ritually picked up the helmet, lay on the bed, and put it on.

"Link begins."

In that sea of ​​stars, Old Eggplant returned to the Kingdom of Darkness.

The first thing he felt was that the surroundings were a little dark.

In the game, it should be noon, when the sun is at its strongest, but to Old Eggplant, it feels like dusk.

He looked up.

Between the clouds, the sun gradually dimmed, as if it was being gradually obscured by something.

Then, he immediately looked in the direction of the black forest.

In the vast forest and clear sky, a moon gradually rose.

The moon was no longer as bright and bright as before, and only had the deepest color of blood, like a wound about to overflow with huge amounts of blood.

got windy.

The whole forest swayed constantly, and the breeze turned into a strong wind, which made people unable to keep their eyes open.

Old Eggplant saw a player next to him turn an hourglass upside down and put it on the table.

"coming."

With a light word, all the players picked up their weapons.

at the same time.

The entire Kingdom of Night was shrouded in a huge shadow, and the blood moon appeared above everyone's heads.

Approaching the Duke's Mansion in Ridu Town, the pot-bellied man looked at the moon in horror and hurriedly got into the escape carriage.

The townspeople huddled in their homes, leaning on each other, eyes filled with despair.

In the palace of the kingdom, the king of the Kingdom of Night looked deeply and couldn't help but tremble.

The court mages were walking around, anxiety and panic spreading rapidly.

A mage looked at the falling night, holding a letter in his hand with a solemn expression.

A gust of wind caused the treetops of the black forest to sway, like a group of dancing girls summoning the arrival of some gods. They were constantly shaking, weird and twisted.

A bone-chilling chill surged up the spine, making people shiver unconsciously.

Although he had already experienced two monster attacks, Lao Eggplant knew deeply that this was different from before.

He could feel that under the illumination of the crimson moonlight, a certain fear in his heart was growing, gradually trying to overwhelm his will to fight. As long as he relaxed a little, he would fall to his knees and welcome the fate of death.

In the forest, something is ready to break out of the ground.

Old Eggplant put aside his distracting thoughts and stared at the forest, seeing that the trees seemed to have grown a lot taller.

No, it's not that the trees have grown taller, but that the monsters dormant in them have taken flight.

A bolt of lightning suddenly appeared, and Old Eggplant realized that the sky had been shrouded in clouds, and raindrops were falling, making it even more desolate.

At this moment, Lao Eggplant finally saw those monsters clearly. They were countless insects, squirming and flying with the most terrifying appearance, heading towards Rimu Town.

And such a torrent appeared in the entire world almost at the same time, like a giant net, gradually gathering and closing, covering the entire civilization.

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