"[Thousand Foot] is a demonic wave that wins by numbers."

Jost said, looking at the weather outside with some worry.

"Their leader is a giant worm that lays eggs all the time. Once the eggs fall to the ground, they hatch and turn into countless worms. Although these worms are very fragile and will die if hit by magic or swords, when the blood moon comes, the number of these monsters is the largest."

Xia did not go to the front line because Lu Ban wanted to see whether the defensive fortress built by these players could really resist monsters, so in addition to letting the townspeople stay in the core area of ​​the town, he did not let Xia go to help.

He even started a live broadcast so that the audience on Earth could truly feel the oppression of the monsters.

"In my time, the Thousand Legs were not a very threatening demonic tide, because the swarm was too fragile. Even without the torch, it could be resisted for a long time."

Shia said.

The strength of the demonic tide is different, and [Thousand Feet] is considered to be relatively weak. If the demonic tide back then was [Thousand Feet], it would even be considered an auspicious sign because the damage caused would be minimal.

But it’s different in this era.

Without torches and a large number of mages acting as spell turrets to eliminate the insect swarm, the number of millipedes would become a troublesome problem. Even if the fortress could not be breached, without the defense line formed by torches, these insects could easily bypass the fortress and attack ordinary people in the rear, causing considerable damage.

In the modern Kingdom of Night, the mages could deal with most of the insect swarms, leaving only a small number to enter the rear and be dealt with by the rangers.

And the Torch...

"Spirit Torch..."

Jost muttered to himself.

As an important part of the magic network, the torch that uses the soul of the god as fuel is naturally incorporated into the design.

However, Jost was a little hesitant.

If he developed the Torch here and engraved it into the magic network and into the contracts of all mages connected to the magic network, he would cause the deaths of tens of millions of people in the future.

If his own sacrifice could save the world, Jost would resolutely and bravely die.

But now, his actions will help determine the fate of those who come after him. This choice is too heavy for Jost.

The reason why the magic network was stalled at the last moment was that, in addition to the need to find a god who could be imprisoned, Jost wanted to find a way to replace the torch.

However, this spiritual torch seemed inevitable, which made Jost extremely troubled.

Outside the window, artillery fire roared and the swarm of insects had arrived in front of the fortress.

Wang Hao felt his hands were shaking. When people are in a state of extreme tension and excitement, they will experience a similar tremor as if they were being electrocuted. He was on a lookout tower, watching the insects getting closer and closer. He could even see the flagella on their legs and their sharp mouthparts. He gritted his teeth and clenched the sword in his hand.

The last round of artillery fire hit the black fog, dimming it for a moment, but it was soon filled with more dense insects.

Wang Hao's heart was pounding wildly. He felt that his heart rate might have exceeded 250. He even thought that he would die suddenly from tachycardia before the insects arrived.

"Prepare for contact."

The player in charge shouted, and Wang Hao raised his sword and looked out the window to see the bugs charging towards him.

Bang——

A loud noise rang out from all over the fortress, just like a wall, the swarm crashed into it, causing the building to shake.

Most of the bugs were crushed into meat paste by the solid city walls and their later companions, but a few got into the windows and swarmed on the ground, in the air, and on the walls, attacking everything they saw.

Bang——

Stone decisively pulled out his gun and killed a bug that was approaching. His shooting skills were superb and he could kill a monster with just one bullet.

Trist also picked up a revolver, but instead of using [Simulated Sunfire], he used ordinary bullets to deal with the bugs.

Around them, players held swords, blades, spears and guns in their hands, roaring and fighting against the bugs.

Some players were caught by the bugs, and their mouths full of tentacles bit their heads, leaving large amounts of blood.

One player had his arm torn off by a bug, and used his other hand to chop off the enemy's head.

Some players were caught by several bugs, dragged out of the fortress, thrown into the swarm of bugs outside the window, and were instantly submerged.

The fighting was brutal, comparable to any other brutal war in human history.

At this moment, the audience watching this through the live broadcast were speechless.

The battle that Zheng Li had originally envisioned, even if it wasn't as epic as facing the Iron Lizard, was at least as thrilling as the movie "The Demonic Tide".

But it turned out that the scenes he saw were too gentle.

In the struggle between humans and natural disasters, tragedy and cruelty are the real themes.

On such a battlefield, there is no honor or merit, no justice or evil, only life and death, and the purest instinct of survival.

Some players' weapons were shot down, so they used their fingers to pick out the insects' heads and eyes and inserted their fingers into their soft parts. Some players' stomachs were torn open, so they picked up a cannonball with a lit fuse and leaped towards the swarm of insects outside.

But faced with such words, Zheng Li did not avoid looking or close the webpage, but looked at it carefully.

Now, only this kind of attention is the greatest tribute to them.

Some sentry towers were surrounded by countless insects and were on the verge of collapse, while some fortresses attracted the firepower of the insect swarm and put up a stubborn resistance.

There are also sentry towers that have lost all sound, and the players inside are all dead, having fought to the very last moment.

There were very few comments during the live broadcast, and most of the audience were stunned.

Many war films claim to be anti-war, but in fact they use various means to glorify war. Their essence is against defeat. As long as they win, they will receive glory and medals. They will not tell the audience the price to be paid for war.

And in Lu Ban's live broadcast room, all of this was clearly displayed to the audience.

Trist saw that the number of players around him was gradually decreasing, and some players were resurrected in the mud. He immediately picked up the weapons around him to fight against the Zerg, and was tottering in the Zerg's storm.

Some of the bugs have already passed through the defense line and come to the town.

He took out the [Simulated Kagerou].

Aim, pull the trigger, and head towards the area where the swarm of insects is most densely populated in mid-air.

The light instantly took away the vision of most creatures. The cold light rushed straight into the sky and even dispersed the thick dark clouds. It was like a finger from God, making the darkness disappear and the sun reappear on the earth.

Then, the insects hovering over the town seemed to be controlled by some force and exploded one after another, and none of them could harm the residents here.

Xia put down her hand and sighed.

"It seems that the current power of the Country of Darkness alone is not enough to resist those monsters."

She looked behind her at Jost.

The wizard looked thoughtful and seemed to be prepared.