Chapter 1230 The Last Blood
There is no fanfare, no entertainment. Hundreds of subordinates and Yggdrasil warriors die every minute and every second. Thousands of electric lights pouring out from the jaws of the Lord of the Nest weave into a terrifying... The terrifying giant cocoon, even a simple movement of waving a claw and twisting the body, would have the same consequences for humans as the earth will collapse.
This is not an equal battle, life is as insignificant as dust in the air.
As the master of the nest becomes more and more crazy, the entire Worm Abyss seems to become unstable. The sky is criss-crossed with terrifying fissures, vaguely reflecting the Abyss of the Dead outside the Insect Abyss, and the Uk outside the Abyss of the Dead. Trasil City, and even the empty and dead airspace outside of Uggdrasil.
"It is squeezing the power of the seal." Life Priest Sister Melanie Britney said: "Illya, if this continues, the entire sealed space will be eaten up and wiped clean by it. It may not be okay, but we will definitely die, Yuk Trasil will no longer exist!"
Grand Duke Illya and all the nobles were at a loss.
For hundreds of years, the seal they used as a life-saving straw actually came at the cost of consuming the resources of the entire airspace. Even in the seal, the master of the nest was still slowly eating away at the lives of the Uctrasil people and even the entire airspace. If Even the last foundation of Sky Island has been lost, where will Yggdrasil go?
"There is a small chance that you will be a loser, but a high chance that you will be a deserter."
When Ilia came to Li Cang, Li Cang, who was so idle and unable to move, answered like this, and explained the specific definition of a betrayer thoughtfully.
"You mean, all Yggdrasil will become slaves on Sky Island?"
"The premise is that you still have an empty island. The last floating land outside has turned into a dead place with lava flowing across it and no life. There is no element of survival on it, and it is covered with explosive fire vines." Li Cang said. : "Yuktrashil is your last hope, but if I can't deal with this bug, I may only have time to transfer some of your people to the outside world. Once the target is selected, the people of Yggdrasil will be there for life." I can’t leave that land. As a friend, I personally recommend Huaxia 3/7 Base. Tili is a feudal land, and Mu Shenlu is even worse. It’s primitive matrilineal slavery.”
The definition of a betrayer is already the unbearable pain in Grand Duke Illya's life. Isn't that kind of thing destined to be a slave everywhere?
"So, what do we get if we win?"
"win?"
Li Cang's expression was strange. I don't even dare to think that you actually plan to win this time?
But then again
Even if this thing is killed, the fate of Yggdrasil may not be any better than that of Monro and Mu Shenlu. It is difficult to guarantee that it will not explode.
"I will use the sword in my hand to fight for the land under the sun for Yectrasil." Grand Duke Illya solemnly repeated: "The real, real, land under the sun."
It was a kind of determination that Li Cang had never seen in all the pure-blood nobles who claimed to serve the country and the people. This kind of determination even seemed very abrupt and out of place in Grand Duke Illya, who had a bohemian and wonderful private life, so that Li Cang After reacting for a while, he said: "I advise you to give up this naive idea. The outside is not what you think."
"What's that like? You never said it carefully!"
"Compared with the outside, Yectrasil looks so simple and peaceful. To a certain extent, this place can actually be regarded as a kind of paradise."
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Li Cang was not aware of the problem in his words at all. His life was probably slightly different from the vast majority of ordinary people, subordinates and even orbital subordinates in the apocalypse.
What he thinks is only what he has experienced, and does not possess the representativeness and universality that he takes for granted. Serious people are on the right track, and they are just living their lives in various bases.
As soon as he entered the Hou family and was as deep as the sea, Li Cangjie's thinking logic had to be somewhat mixed with the idea of why not eat minced meat.
The ice crystal path stretched out like a conveyor belt, getting higher and higher, sending the worried but determined Illya out of the sinkhole. Li Cang thought about it for a long time, and suddenly cursed loudly——
"No. You guys are here one by one. At least Timi will symbolically help me break off a few tentacles to give me more room to move before I leave."
cough.
Li Cang was just complaining, and he didn't bother to influence the rate of abnormal canceration and erosion of the master of the nest in order to make himself more comfortable. The control level of this thing is more reliable than the evil fire.
the only problem is
Even if he holds on any longer, he won't be able to hold on for too long. The reading bar of Daxuebang is about to reach the upper limit of the threshold. He has no way of judging how much wealth Daxuebang has accumulated, but there is no doubt that as long as it explodes, The lair master's whiskers alone can no longer resist the horizontal kicks and vertical rolls of the big blood explosion. This reasonable closed loop that allows Gui Gui to hit the wall with poisonous snakes and poisonous snakes will immediately break the balance.
Oh shit
Lao Wang, you have to be more angry. If you want me to be the King of Wanci'er again, that big insect won't continue to bite the bait so naively.
above.
In the Worm Abyss, the number of Yectrasil people still fighting has dropped below 40,000. Basically, only the armored archers and magic network magicians are left in operation. The entire Worm Abyss is full of people, but There are not many faces belonging to Yggdrasil inside.
Compared to the subordinates, the Uctrashians may not be much weaker in strength, but their means of saving lives are so few that it makes people feel sad.
Grand Duke Illya silently watched the rolling soil around him. His eyes seemed to see countless Yggdrasil warriors buried in it. He then looked up at the increasingly clear external real world in the sky: "I have told you everything I should say. The first founders used their lives to give us hundreds of years of thinking time. Now, it is time to give answers. We should hand in our papers."
The few remaining pure-blooded descendants finally stopped talking about maintaining the seal. The vague world outside was enough to explain everything. The seal of Yggdrasil that had been maintained for hundreds of years was about to be destroyed. Time no longer allowed them to continue deceiving themselves.
"Remove the seal. The remaining power of the seal can give the nest master a final fatal blow!"
"I am old, too old to accept new things outside. I will use the blood of my old bones and my blood to add fuel to the power of the seal and make a final contribution to the young people of Yggdrasil."
"The blood seal has only one attack opportunity, and it must be used at the critical moment."
"Who will host it?"
"Of course, Grand Duke Illya!"
