Serial Player
Chapter 717 - 389: I Advise You to Behave Yourself!

Chapter 717: Chapter 389: I Advise You to Behave Yourself!

An hour into the battle between the two sides, Rorodoa’s avatars finally appeared.

Three avatars appeared simultaneously, setting up dense magic arrays in mid-air to inflict massive casualties on the Resistance and humans.

"They’ve finally shown up!" The faces of the humans and elves brightened.

In an instant, the mages, who were previously far behind the army, swapped positions with the attacked troops.

Their task was to release and maintain powerful magic in the Present Disconnected Space behind the lines.

At this moment, under Jiangshan’s teleportation ability, they instantly appeared below Rorodoa with their released magic.

"First squad teleportation successful, prepare to release!"

"Bring him down!"

"Second squad of mages is on standby!"

"Third squad of mages is on standby!"

"Fourth squad of mages begins chanting!"

"First squad mages leave the battlefield and start meditating! Rangers, hold Rorodoa back!"

The humans and elves shouted out the battle situation, as Chen Yu set this as the first plan.

In order to deal with Rorodoa’s powerful instant Forbidden Spells, she grouped and planned all the mages among the elves and humans.

In battle, besides a few mages assisting the main troops.

The majority of the mages were in the Present Disconnected Space behind the lines, releasing powerful magic.

Jiangshan, a LV10 player, had not made a move because he was the key factor.

He, who had the ability to switch positions, would be the main force in this war.

Rorodoa’s magic was very strong, he was a renowned magician after all. Supported by the divine tree, he could recklessly cast magic without worrying about draining himself.

But the human and elven mages were not pushovers, and hundreds of powerful spells they had been holding in were released.

All of them flew toward Rorodoa in the sky.

The powerful magic collided, creating a terrifying shockwave.

The faces of the three avatars changed slightly. Before they could react.

The second wave of attacks arrived, and the second squad of mages, who had switched positions again, launched a barrage of concentrated fire at Rorodoa in mid-air.

"Boom!" The three avatars were shattered as expected.

However, as they fell, their bodies returned to their original state.

Unfortunately, they still couldn’t react, as the third squad of mages had already concentrated their fire on them again.

When these three avatars fell to the ground, they would face a dense array of blades.

"This won’t work, the other side is very careful. His main body and the other avatar have never shown up." An elven player frowned: "Even if we temporarily suppress the avatars, he still has a way to save them."

"No, we’re already halfway successful. He’s probably looking for the person who can teleport the mages quickly now." Chen Yu whispered: "If he finds him, our plan will be considered a success."

As soon as her words fell, a dragon’s roar came from a distance.

That was the elite squad composed of He Feng, Mo Zhu, and Sword Ghost. They were hiding, ready to ambush Rorodoa who was searching for Jiangshan.

"See, they’ve held another one back, haven’t they?" Chen Yu replied: "It’s just the main body left now."

....

Meanwhile.

All the scenes disappeared, and the sky and grass in the illusion were gone.

What appeared before Li Changhe was a vast but gloomy battlefield ruin.

Even after so long, the battlefield still carried an astonishing stench of blood.

The bronze armor in front of Li Changhe was at the center of this ruin.

It was enormous, even sitting in front of Li Changhe, it had a similar height to him. It was hard to imagine what kind of power it would have once operational.

The bronze armor was strange and damaged, with five of its ferocious six arms severed, the chest plate violently torn open, and only half of the helm remaining.

It was a contrast to the eerie mask in Li Changhe’s hand.

Inside the bronze armor was empty but filled with echoes of shouting and fighting.

Li Changhe could feel their unwillingness and indignation; they wanted to return to the world and fight against strong enemies.

"After all these years, they still can’t accept their defeat. Alas, losing is losing. You just fulfilled their wish. Consider it as a favor from me." The only remaining arm of the bronze armor reached out and tapped its knee, and a sharp sigh came from the empty armor.

It was referring to the defeated soldiers who were still angry even until their death. Li Changhe’s appearance in their image had fulfilled their wish.

"The ancestor seems quite relaxed." Li Changhe spoke, his voice surprisingly similar to that of the bronze armor.

This General didn’t have the expected authority and domineering presence of a Demon God.

He was clearly a mythological figure, but he didn’t give Li Changhe any sense of authority.

"It could also be a disguise," Yun Ting warned in his mind.

It could be possible, but the bronze armor in front of Li Changhe didn’t trigger his Will of Desperation.

"Then let’s get to the point." Li Changhe weighed in on the Old Lead in his hands, "Ancestor should know what happened above, right?"

"Do you want me to help you eliminate that elf?" The bronze armor laughed, "Not easy, but there’s a way. However, ...."

"But, I have to give you the mask I have in my hand?" Li Changhe casually threw the strange mask to the bronze armor, "Consider it a gift from the younger generation to the ancestor."

After receiving the mask, the bronze armor fell silent for a moment.

It never thought that Li Changhe would give it the mask so easily.

It had prepared many words. There was a feeling of punching the air.

"You’re not worried I’ll go back on my word?" The tone of the bronze armor changed as it placed the mask on its face. The cracks between the two gradually disappeared, forming a terrifying face with six eyes and skyward-pointing horns.

"Our interests should be aligned." Li Changhe remained unmoved, still weighing the Old Lead in his hand, "Our loss wouldn’t be any good for you."

Chiyou’s Divinity was being absorbed by the Divine Tree, and human players were its only chance to turn the tables.

If Li Changhe and others failed to kill Rorodoa and were expelled from this world, who could stop Rorodoa’s actions?

Moreover... if Chiyou gained the mask, once it released malice on Li Changhe, it would force out Li Changhe’s Will of Desperation.

During that period, Li Changhe would be Rorodoa’s nightmare.

"Hahaha, arrogant! You call me ancestor, but you have no respect for me. Worthy of being my inheritor, very good, very arrogant!"

The cracks on the bronze armor’s face disappeared, and six horrifying red lights emerged from its eye sockets. The sounds of battle within the relic intensified.

A powerful force roared from the broken bronze armor.

Outside, the Elf Divine Tree trembled, and the fighting sides looked in horror as the giant leaves fell from the tree.

"The Demon God’s power has grown stronger, and it’s influencing the power of the Divine Tree!" In the tree hole, Rorodoa snorted, "Did I let him contact that human player? Well..."

Rorodoa walked toward Xiao Ye, and the Array under his feet began to flicker.

His hair started to dance and glow, and his eyes emitted horrifying white light. He entered the Divine State.

He wouldn’t kill Xiao Ye, but he would seize her consciousness and use her body as a womb to reproduce guardians, until he completely controlled the power of the Divine Tree.

Xiao Ye calmly asked, "Do you know about the Hero Statues?"

Rorodoa was slightly taken aback, then laughed, "Humanity’s pathetic spiritual sustenance. Speaking of it, I’m also one of the Hero Statues."

"Then do you know about that angel?" Xiao Ye whispered.

"The mysterious Battle Angel?" Rorodoa frowned, his knowledge of the infamy of the Battle Angel was clear. A terrifying existence that hunted three Undead Blood Race members. But that angel could never be found again.

Anticipating something was wrong, Rorodoa quickly asked, "What are you trying to say?"

"He once told me that when I needed him, I could call on him, and he would answer my summons." As Xiao Ye finished speaking,

Rorodoa appeared in front of Xiao Ye in an instant, gripping her chin, intending to tear her lower jaw apart so she couldn’t speak someone’s name.

However... Xiao Ye had lied. A simple call couldn’t summon that angel. Even the Blood River couldn’t achieve that.

That was just a piece of consciousness left by someone who felt guilty about their teammate.

And the trigger for it was... when Xiao Ye was attacked!

And so, at the moment when Rorodoa’s arm gripped Xiao Ye’s chin.

The angel... no...

It was the black-clothed Death God that arrived!

"I advise you to take care of yourself!"