The defense base located on the floating island of Qingyuan Land, although it is built and laid out according to the specifications of the fortress, for the land realm, a fortress like this is simply a super mini type, because this fortress can only accommodate about a thousand people at most. Originally, if those vanguards had not suffered heavy losses, they would have been able to reach the complete saturation of the fortress, but unfortunately due to the failure of intelligence, the number of people who remained in the fortress in the end was only about 100.

At this time, the roaring explosions reverberated one after another in the fortress.

Demolition work was apparently being carried out inside the fortress.

Sean and Ike are leading more than a dozen cadets who have only been slightly wounded and can continue to fight, and are carrying out the most primitive sabotage work behind enemy lines. As it stands, the work has been a success, at least the city's magic cannons have been completely destroyed, and even several other infrastructure facilities in the fortress have been detonated - for Sean, since the fall of the fortress is only a matter of time, destroying all resources that could be counterused by the enemy is a must.

However, what he saw along the way still made Ike feel a little heartache.

"Look at it, war is so cruel." Sean glanced at his surroundings and found no enemies, so he turned back and comforted Ike a little.

"I understand." Ike nodded a little heavily, "It's not like I've never seen dead people before, but...... It may seem ridiculous to say, but this is the first time I've seen a companion die at the hands of his own people. ”

Looking at Ike with a sad look on his face, Sean opened his mouth. But suddenly I didn't know what to say.

On the miracle continent that the people of the Floating Island call the Earth Realm, Sean has long been accustomed to the so-called "death under the blade of his own people". Or rather, probably more than before coming into this world. I got used to this brutal competition earlier, but it was in the game at that time, and it was also an instinctive nature for players to attack and plunder each other, so Sean didn't feel anything wrong.

It may be precisely because of this "instinctive nature" that after coming to this world, Sean was able to integrate into and adapt to the real world so quickly.

After all, in Sean's eyes. The so-called companions, one's own people, and so on are limited to those followers around them. In addition to this, including the Kingdom of Lane, which belongs to the same faction. and the other nobles who are attached to the Ryan Kingdom are just a community of interests, including the seven-member alliance political groups such as Boulder, Duke of Tequila, Hopson, Duke of Black Mandala, and so on.

The only thing that can be said to be slightly different is probably Asuna.

But. In some kind of subconscious. Sean didn't see Asuna as someone he could trust like Cecilia, William, Hela, and others, but at least he was much closer than the others - after becoming the Grand Duke of the Void, Sean finally began to learn to think like the nobles of this world.

Therefore, looking at Ike with a sad look on his face at this time, Sean really didn't know what kind of response to make.

Because from the moment those rebels raised the anti-flag, Sean didn't think that they were so-called "his own people", and the only thought that existed was the enemy, and it could even be said to be extremely evil. It is an existence that must be destroyed. But now I looked at Ike and the other Floating Island students. Seeing the slightest hint of grief on their faces, Sean did have a momentary confusion.

"I guess, that's what cultural difference is."

"What?" Ike turned his head to look at Sean, a puzzled look on his face.

"In the realm, if something like this happens, we call it civil strife." Sean's voice was a little light, which made him seem a little cold and unforgiving, "The emergence of civil strife means death, killing, and destruction. …… Of course, depending on the circumstances of the outbreak of civil strife, it is sometimes referred to as an uprising, a coup d'état, or some other messy name. But no matter what kind of pretext is used as the origin of the war, from the moment the war breaks out, it is only the enemy for both sides, and there is no longer such a thing as 'own people'. ”

Speaking of this, Sean glanced around again, looked at the faces of these young Floating Island students, and sighed helplessly: "I don't know what kind of education you received in the past, but I want to ...... You'd better adapt to this change of relationship as soon as possible, or you'll soon break down. ”

"Are you earthly people so ruthless and cold-blooded?" A young student suddenly wiped the tears from his face, and then said in a deep accusatory voice.

"Ruthless? Cold-blooded? Sean frowned slightly, and a mocking smile involuntarily appeared on his face, "So, please tell me where the blood stained with that long sword in your hand came from?" Oh, could it be that a few demonic beasts with short eyes jumped out of the road just now, and then crashed into your sword automatically? …… Also, how could such an imbecile guy as Warcraft understand the danger of weapons to them. ”

"You ......," the student's face turned red, "I'm just trying to protect myself!" ”

"Self-preservation, what a beautiful word." Sean's face showed a little disdain, "Just say this word, you can cover up the fact that you killed?" ”

"Alright." Iger suddenly looked at the student and shouted, but the student bowed his head a little stupidly, and no longer made any arguments.

Seeing the student retreat, Egger turned his head to look at Sean and said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency Sean, I know that our Floating Island is very different from your realm. I have clearly seen your strength, although I dare not agree, but I will not deny it, so I hope that Lord Sean can also accept our differences in philosophy. …… After all, many of those rebels were our relatives and friends. ”

"That's why I said you'd better adapt to this transition as soon as possible." Sean glanced at the team that was clearly already demoralized, then sighed. "Otherwise, in your mental state, it is only a matter of time before you collapse. …… I know you may not like what I'm saying, but it's true. And I believe it. Surely you haven't seen the real hell yet......"

"Is there anything more terrible than this?"

"Of course." Sean said lightly, "You should be glad that the undead are creatures that only appear after you leave the Realm. …… Of course, what is more terrible and hateful than the undead is the tide of corpses artificially created by some evil mages. ”

"Zombie tide? What is that? A curious person asked.

"Trust me, you'd better not know." Sean whispered. "I had a ...... once Once in a lifetime. ”

If we say, the Demon Invasion event was the highlight of the third expansion update of the gaming era that year.

Then the major game progression event that accompanies the fourth expansion update, which is commonly known as the highlight of the expansion update, is the death scare created by a group of evil necromancers - the undead scourge. These are the terrorists in the real world. Magical experiments were conducted using the corpses of heroes, soldiers, and civilians who had died in demonic invasions, only to get out of control and cause these evil creatures to come back to life and attack the world.

In contrast to the true undead, these evil creatures revived by magical experiments have no sense of self at all. They will only blindly attack all living creatures in their sight. even ignored the coercion of the superior that had existed since ancient times in the undead race. And the most terrifying thing is that all the creatures that have been resurrected have retained their original combat abilities and skills, and experience, so their existence seriously threatens the entire Miracle Continent.

Therefore, the official also gave this incident a relatively appropriate name: corpse tide.

In this disaster, all NPCs will be forced to turn into evil undead after death, including the player's humanoid and pet, or other important NPC characters, etc., and these characters will die once they die. and will never be resurrected. Even the player, if killed by these evil undead creatures. It is also forced into a 72-hour undead state in real time - in which the player can still log in to the game, but cannot control the character, and can only regain control until the time runs out or the player character is killed by another player.

Of course, all the player's equipment, combat skills, etc., are also retained and put into battle with other players.

Sean will never forget the cries of his guild's leader when he killed the NPC who had been following the guild since its inception and was a veteran of a hundred battles. Many people think that the president is probably just a legendary-level NPC powerhouse who has been cultivated with great difficulty. But only Sean knows that his president is not such a superficial person, and he is really sad, because when everyone else treats these NPCs as data, that man really treats these NPCs as living people, his companions, comrades-in-arms, and relatives.

"Whew." Sean exhaled softly, shaking off the memory that made him a little sentimental.

He was sure that there would never be a demon invasion in this real world again, so the three key chain events that led to this incident had been completely strangled in the cradle by him, and even all the related props that led to the opening of the demon door had been recovered by the Peace Council. It's just that Sean can't be sure yet, what is going on in this world will be any butterfly effect again, causing those dead brain-dead fans to go somewhere to collect materials in a vain attempt to carry out that damn magic experiment again.

Iger tapped Sean on the shoulder and whispered, "I know you're doing it for our good, but as you said, cultural differences aren't something that can be solved immediately. So...... I hope you understand us. ”

Sean knew that Ike had misunderstood him, but he wasn't going to say anything more, just nodded slightly.

"Report to Your Excellency, the Unstable Magic Crystal has been placed!"

One of the cadets walked up to Egg, saluted, and then reported.

The location of Sean and Iger at this time was a place similar to an arsenal, except that this place was not an ordinary weapon, but parts and ammunition used to replace urban war equipment. After Shaun destroyed the magic crystal cannons on the city wall, he took the other magic crystal reloading materials with him. And activate all these magic crystals, so that they are in an unstable state that may explode at any time.

Several explosions in the fortress are the masterpieces of Sean's journey.

"Good. A few of you go and see if there are any obstacles to the escape routes, and I'll take care of the detonation. Sean took over Egger's command and whispered.

Although these young students from the Floating Island do not have a very good impression of Sean, it does not hinder their respect for Sean's strength. And so far, Sean's command ability has indeed been recognized by everyone, so now Sean has taken over Egger's command and has not disgusted others. Instead, he followed Sean's instructions.

……

A deafening explosion sounded inside the fortress, accompanied by a strong earthquake sensation, and all the buildings within a radius of thousands of meters collapsed.

Locke standing on the open deck. His eyes were extremely gloomy.

"Lord Locke." A middle-aged man with a slightly older appearance stepped in, his steps were heavy and his posture was erect, and it was clear that he was also a strong man in martial arts before he became a rebel. "All the magic crystal cannons in the fortress have been destroyed. And...... Important facilities have also been largely destroyed. The opponent's assault combat ability is extremely strong, and ordinary people can't stop them at all, it's just meaningless to send them to death. ”

"Retreat." Locke withdrew his gaze and said in a deep voice, "You are no match for that man. …… Since there is no equipment available to us here, let's go ahead and get everyone ready for a surprise assault on the upper floating islands. ”

"Yes!" The middle-aged man nodded deeply.

"Enemy attack!"

Just as the middle-aged man turned around and was about to carry out the order. The rebels from the first floor suddenly let out a scream.

Immediately afterward, a powerful force suddenly came out from the first floor of the command hall. It completely enveloped the entire building.

"This is ......" Locke's expression changed suddenly, and his momentum also exploded completely, and the whole person directly smashed the floor of the open-air balcony and fell to the first floor.

In the dusty environment, there was a strong smell of blood, and the only thing that was not there was a noisy heartbeat.

Immediately after, a figure suddenly burst out of the dust and attacked Locke.

The speed of this spurt was extremely fast, even if it was as strong as Locke, he could only barely swing his sword to block, and he could avoid this fatal blow. But even so, a very small scar appeared on Locke's face, and beads of blood were slightly peeking out of the scar. But what was really shocking was that Locke's right hand holding the sword actually trembled slightly, as if the blow he had barely blocked just now made his hand slightly paralyzed.

A black figure slowly walked out of the smoke.

It was a man dressed in dark black light armor and wearing a black mask that covered half of his face.

Because of the mask, it is impossible to tell his exact age. However, judging from the cold and murderous aura emanating from his body, it is obvious that he is also a veteran who has been in battle for a long time. This man is just standing here, but it feels like the eye of a storm in a storm, and a strong aura emanates from all the time, and affects everything around him, and it is impossible for a person with a little less courage to confront him.

This man dressed in pitch black and constantly exuding murderous intent was the leader of the Dark Blood Faction, one of the six major factions in the Council Chamber, Jarad.

A flash of surprise flashed in Locke's eyes, but he quickly calmed down again: "I didn't expect the council chamber to be so efficient this time, I thought it would be at least another month or two before your council chamber could react." …… It seems that a lot of things are not going well this time. ”

"Lord Asali personally gave the order, so it was impossible for the other factions in the council chamber to open their mouths to stop it. …… My job is to take you back, and as for Budales, someone else is in charge. Garad looked at Locke and said in a deep voice, "Surrender, Locke, you have no chance of winning. ”

"The order of the legendary Commander-in-Chief himself, tsk......" the corners of Locke's mouth raised slightly, "It's really a bit too strong." …… No wonder I received a special operation order, and according to the plan, a general offensive should not be launched in a few more days. Looks ......"

"Tell me everything you know, and you still have hope of living!" Jarad said in a deep voice, "Now that your strength has been restored, you ......"

"It's realistic, my teacher." Locke sneered, "Where were you when I was seriously injured, my strength was greatly damaged, and I was bullied? Now that my strength has recovered, do you think I have potential again, so are you going to recall me again? …… But alas, I'm not the same Locke I used to be. Or rather...... My heart has been filled with the flames of vengeance. ”

Jarad clenched the long sword in his right hand, and a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes: "You don't know what happened at that time. By the time I get back to work out those things, you're missing. …… I punished those people afterwards, and I've been looking for you for years......"

"Ah, those don't matter anymore." Locke shrugged, "Maybe someone designed to transfer you away, but ...... It doesn't matter anymore. For me now, there is still only one faith, but ...... It's not you anymore, my teacher. ”

With that, Locke's figure disappeared completely in front of Galad.

In the next second, he suddenly appeared next to Galad, and the long sword in his hand was aimed directly at Galad's heart! (To be continued......)

PS: My mother has been discharged from the hospital, and my condition has improved, but I have a cough...... My cough is usually troublesome though, but overall, it's pretty much over, so if nothing else, the update should be officially resumed. Thank you for your continued support during this time, and thank you for your tolerance of me, I will work hard!