Chapter 356: Admired by Everyone
After fighting against the forces of darkness for tens of thousands of years, the magicians and swordsmen of the Eba Fortress have long established a militarized management system. Whenever there is an invasion by foreign enemies, they will move out with lightning speed and be ready for defense and offense at any time.
The city has been plagued by frequent monster attacks recently, and the people in the city have been on a panic for a long time. Today, a huge high-level monster suddenly appeared above the fortress, and naturally they were extremely nervous.
As soon as the alarm sounded, the magicians and swordsmen who rushed out were ready for a bloody battle.
Just when the situation was tense, the magic god Purshi jumped off the back of the monster, floating in the air with the wind, releasing magic to relieve emotions and easily resolved the crisis.
Fifteen minutes later, the news that the great Elf King, the Son of Light, had brought underage goblins from the outside world into the small world spread throughout the streets and alleys of the Eba Fortress. Everyone rushed out of their homes and ran to the central square to pay homage to the legendary big man.
Now that their identities were revealed, the Elf King and Shu Li took off their disguises and revealed their true appearances.
The humans in this world followed the instructions of the Water God and fought bravely with the clones of the Dark God. After waiting for tens of thousands of years, they finally received reinforcements. The appearance of the Elf King brought them great hope.
Like Purshi, the first generation of magicians, numbering only twenty, now all are respected gods of magic. Upon learning of the Elf King's arrival, they wept with joy, donning their most ornate magic robes, meticulously combing their hair, and, in stark contrast to their usual solemn demeanor, appearing in the square with red eyes and glistening tears.
Behind them were five hundred Dharma Gods and over a thousand Dharma Saints, the best of the second, third... and even tenth generations.
After the Mage Saint, there are magicians below the Grand Mage, totaling 20,000 people. They are arranged in order of different levels and occupy two-thirds of the central square.
The remaining third are swordsmen.
Swordsmen are the meat shields on the front line, and their mortality rate is higher than that of magicians. Over tens of thousands of years, their numbers have been consumed enormously.
So far, there are only five first-generation Sword Gods alive. The new generation of Sword Gods is growing slowly, and there are no more than a hundred of them in total. In addition, there are 700 Sword Saints, and more than 10,000 Grand Swordsmen and below.
Almost all the magicians and swordsmen in the entire small world were in the Eba Fortress. All of them were mobilized, filling the huge square to the brim.
Purshi was considerate and raised the podium so that everyone could see the Elf King clearly.
Shu Li stood beside the Elf King, the muscles on her face almost stiff from smiling.
If he had known that he would be watched by tens of thousands of people, he would rather become a tiny creature and hide in the collar of the Elf King, rather than appearing as a large goblin like he is now.
Countless curious eyes fell on him, and he wanted to fold his wings forward and wrap himself.
Compared to his embarrassment, the Elf King was much calmer, revealing his true face with ease. His flawless appearance and noble and elegant temperament attracted everyone's attention.
Farm changed back into the form of a little monster and took a nap on Shu Li's shoulder.
It was exhausted after traveling all night.
After eating a bunch of fruits, it contentedly pretended to be a little baby animal to win everyone's love.
After the square was filled with people, Purshi stepped forward from the podium and delivered a passionate speech.
It starts from the beginning of the small world, narrating the reason why the water goddess Hildani Geti established this small world, praising the human beings who are willing to stay here and fight for light, and singing the praises of the heroes who sacrificed generations after generations.
The speech was so moving and emotional that it moved people to tears.
Shu Li listened carefully, and from Purshi's story he understood more deeply the significance of the existence of this small world. He deeply admired these people who followed and believed in the water god.
It was because of their selfless dedication that they trapped the Dark God's clone.
The new generation of humans follows in the footsteps of their ancestors, holding their ground without regrets. What is ten thousand years in the outside world is only forty thousand years here.
During the 40,000 years, there have been ups and downs. At one point, humanity was nearly completely swallowed up by the forces of darkness. For a long time, humanity was in a depressed state, withdrew from the Fortress of Eba as a whole, migrated south, and faced the disaster of genocide.
Human beings were indomitable and resisted tenaciously. Under the leadership of the first generation of the God of Law, they gradually regained the lost land, drove the dark forces back to the north of the Great Wall, and vowed to defend the Fortress of Eba to the death.
"...God of Light above, God of Water forever, our perseverance has not been in vain. The reinforcements we have waited for forty thousand years have finally overcome numerous difficulties and arrived here, ready to lead us to destroy the darkness and move towards light."
When the speech was over, Purshi stepped back and extended his hand in an inviting gesture.
"Now, please allow the great Elf King to say a few words to everyone."
As soon as he finished speaking, warm applause broke out in the square.
The Elf King stepped forward gracefully, facing the enthusiastic gazes of tens of thousands, and said calmly, "I am Fris Estel, the Elf King hailed as the Son of Light. Today, I stand here to tell everyone that Austin Continent has never forgotten you."
"After the War of the Gods, all major races suffered heavy losses, and there was a period of time when magicians were scarce. To this day, the human race has only produced one God of Magic, and there are only a few Magic Saints. Other races are recuperating, and the elves and fairies are no exception.
"This small world is known as the Snow Mountain Maze in the outside world. For thousands of years, countless adventurers have ventured into it, fearless of life and death, but unfortunately, the levels are numerous and the adventurers are weak, so they have never reached the bottom.
"Thankfully, our little elf, the brave Sperian, has led the Light Team through hardships and opened the teleportation array. I believe that in the near future, more and more adventurers will enter here and join you in destroying the forces of darkness."
As the Elf King spoke, Shu Li was pushed to the front. Many fiery gazes were fixed on him, making his scalp tingle and his whole body uncomfortable.
However, he did not back down.
He calmed himself, took a brave step forward, stood shoulder to shoulder with the Elf King, and calmly accepted the scrutiny of tens of thousands of people.
He knew what the Elf King meant by these words.
A brave person is never just one person, but tens of thousands of people who work together and unite to create miracles for a common goal.
The magicians and swordsmen in the square would help him fight against the God of Darkness in the future. He had to treat them with sincerity and gain their approval.
To the God of Magic and the God of Sword, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, a young goblin in his early twenties seemed as immature as a child. He stood on the stage with neither arrogance nor servility, and the power of light emanating from him was surprisingly no less than that of the Elf King.
The fairy is indeed the darling of the God of Light. She is gifted and has become a high-level wizard at a young age.
A brave man?
The first generation of magic gods and sword gods looked at the little goblin lovingly.
In the past ten thousand years, he is the only one who opened the teleportation array to enter here. Perhaps he can really bring miracles to this world.
Although everyone worshipped the Elf King, not everyone believed in his strength. After all, the fear brought to them by the Dark God's clone was too profound, like an invisible mountain that could not be overturned for tens of thousands of years.
With so many magic gods and sword gods dying on the battlefield, how can the Elf King, an elf alone, turn the tide?
As for the underage goblin, he may be lucky, but it is difficult for him to take on big responsibilities.
The battlefield is not a place for children to play.
Shu Li calmly accepted the doubts from all sides.
It was understandable that he was suspected since he had just arrived. If he wanted to change people's impression of him, he had to show his strength.
Opportunities come quickly.
The meeting was over, and Pulsi was about to take the Elf King and Shuli to rest. The magicians and swordsmen in the square had not yet completely dispersed, and the shrill sound of sirens resounded throughout the entire Eba Fortress.
Enemy attack!
In the wilderness north of the Great Wall, tens of thousands of monsters appeared and were attacking the city in a mighty manner.
The god of magic who was in charge of meeting the enemy gave an order and counted three thousand magicians and two thousand swordsmen, and rushed to the battlefield in a well-trained manner.
Shu Li was surprised.
I didn't expect the war to come so suddenly, it was so urgent.
Purshi bowed respectfully to the Elf King. "My King, I will take you and the little goblin to the main hall to rest."
The Elf King smiled and declined: "No, we are going to meet the Dark God's demon army."
Shu Li rubbed his hands together and said excitedly, "Since they are 'reinforcements', of course we must show our skills on the battlefield!"
"Farm! Get to work!"
Shu Li picked up the little monster lying on his shoulder and shook it hard to urge it to wake up.
Farm yawned loudly, struggled to break free from Shu Li's hand, flapped his wings, flew into the air, and instantly turned into a giant monster more than ten meters long.
“Ouch—”
It roared to the sky, shaking the earth.
Shu Li flapped the gauze-like wings behind him, flew lightly to the top of Farm's head, waved his magic wand and pointed it at the battlefield.
"Let's go!"
Farm spread his bat wings, creating a strong wind, and in the blink of an eye, he soared into the sky.
Poole looked at the monsters and goblins that were leaving and asked worriedly, "King, are you okay?"
Is it really okay to let a simple little goblin face the cruel and bloody battlefield?
The Elf King said, "Sperion is stronger than you think. You will soon discover his uniqueness."
He chanted a brief wind magic, and flew into the sky as light as a swallow, following Farm slowly.
Purshi's curiosity was aroused and he decided to go to the battlefield together.
When Shu Li arrived at the battlefield, thousands of magicians and swordsmen were already engaged in direct combat with the monster army.
Hundreds of sword masters lined up in a row, activated their sturdy sword shields at the same time, and crushed the low-level monsters that charged like tanks.
The magicians cooperated seamlessly, with clear division of labor, and attacked the group of monsters from a distance in an orderly manner.
The God of Magic and the Saint of Magic worked together, and the low-level monsters in front were instantly reduced to ashes.
It’s a one-hit kill!
Five thousand people were divided into twenty-five teams of two hundred people each, surrounding and strangling the army of monsters.
Only five minutes had passed since the battle began, and one third of the monster army had been destroyed.
Shu Li felt that if he didn't take action now, he would have no chance to show his ability.
"Farm, charge—"
As he gave orders, he instantly cast wood, fire, and light magic.
Monsters below level three were hit by continuous high-level magic and fell to the ground without even a chance to struggle.
"roar!"
Farm was not willing to be outdone. He flapped his wings, approached the heart of the demon army, suddenly opened his mouth, and spewed out a huge fire snake that swept across half of the battlefield.
Any monster that is burned by its flames will inevitably die and will be vaporized directly.
Shu Li and Farmu killed so quickly that they cleared out the back row of the monster army in an instant.
The pressure on the magicians and swordsmen suddenly decreased.
The Elf King and Pulsi were suspended in the air, observing the battle closely.
When seeing the powerful fighting power of the giant monsters and goblins, Pulsi was deeply self-doubting.
Are level three or four monsters so vulnerable?
It disappeared after being sprayed by flames a few times?
The God of Fire's mount is indeed extraordinary.
And there was the little elf named Sperian, who cast magic spells one after another, seemingly without even having to chant any spells.
Huh?
Pulshi expanded his perception, and for a moment, his eyes widened in disbelief.
There was no mistake. The little elf released high-level magic of wood, fire and light at the same time without chanting any spells.
Is this... the uniqueness that the Elf King mentioned?
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