That is the Soul Fire of the undead...
Only to see those Yan Sha Elves, long turned to skeletons, sitting up from the ground!
The deep blue light slowly burns in their eye sockets, as their bones creak and slowly rise from the earth!
"A...po...phis..."
Their mandibles constantly tremble, countless chanical and rigid voices emanate from various corners of Sorrow Cliff.
They pick up those rusty weapons buried in the ruins for who knows how long, and slowly move.
Watching these suddenly revived Elf Undead, Aurora looks on in astonishnt.
"Mind connection..."
She gazes blankly at Uria in the distance, murmuring in complexity.
Uria slowly ascends into the sky.
The black Power of the Abyss continually gathers on Him.
His body rapidly swells up, tumors writhe, and Scale Armor flips.
In monts, He becos a massive thing composed of black flesh and barbed Scale Armor, barely resembling human form.
His body continues to swell, swell... until it reaches hundreds of ters high, then gradually stops.
Though still not as imnse as the Abyss Giant Snake, there’s a faint feeling of confrontation...
"A...po...phis..."
A tidy yet monotonous murmur slowly rises.
Behind Uria, countless ethereal blue lights appear.
That is the Undead Army composed of the awakened Yan Sha Elves!
Uria, whose Elven identity is long indistinguishable, raises His bloated right hand high, lifting a giant sword transford by the Power of the Abyss.
He pants heavily, His hoarse voice slowly echoes.
This ti, it is different than before:
"Cover... Frost..."
Behind Him, endlessly, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of Yan Sha Undead also raise their skeletal right hands holding weapons:
"Cover... Frost..."
Upon hearing these words, Aurora trembles slightly.
Her gaze is instantly filled with mist.
Two crystalline tears slowly stream down her cheeks.
Cover Frost...
That was the last command given by the Earth’s child, Uria, to the Yan Sha Tribe Elves who had completely lost survival chances under the assault of the black tide!
Cover Frost...
Cover Frost Elves’ retreat, leaving the Elf Clan a final spark!
It is clear now.
She understands everything!
Since two days ago, it wasn’t anyone else secretly observing her, but Uria!
No.
In this mont, He can no longer be called Uria...
He is the collective consciousness ford by tens of thousands of Yan Sha Elves who connected minds with Uria and died in battle two thousand years ago!
Or rather... an assembly of souls.
At this mont, two thousand years later, with the return of Frost Elves, these sleeping consciousnesses awaken once more...
Within their consciousness, only two remnants persist...
To confront the enemy nad Apophis...
To cover the retreat of the Frost Tribe!
It is clear now, everything is clear!
Those two days of covert observation weren’t an attempt to attack or secretly monitor.
But instead... quietly guard!
No wonder...
No wonder the last three days proceeded so smoothly.
No wonder the past three days, upon arriving at Sorrow Cliff, not a single Demon was encountered!
The will of Yan Sha Elves is eternally indestructible.
Even if... they fall into darkness.
Even if... they beco undead!
The clouds in the sky continue to churn.
Lightning flickers like tongues of fla, piercing through darkness, illuminating the entire Sorrow Cliff.
"Uria" roars furiously at the sky, then charges towards the fierce Abyss Giant Snake!
And with His motion, those revived Yan Sha Undead also roar in unison, brandishing weapons that had slumbered for over two thousand years, charging towards the Demons besieging Frost Elves!
"Court death!"
Mid-air, the Abyss Giant Snake Apophis coiled around Sorrow Cliff lets out a thunderous roar.
His gaze fierce, wriggling His massive form, lunges to bite "Uria"...
However, "Uria" extends a swollen monstrous hand, seizing His head!
With a roar, it pried open Apophis’ massive jaws, pulling them apart to both sides.
The terrifying force made Apophis’ pupils contract suddenly.
It screeched and spat out highly corrosive venom, yet "Uria" did not dodge at all, letting the venom corrode its body, still desperately tearing at its jaws.
Apophis let out a muffled groan of pain, a fierce gleam flashing in its eyes.
It twisted its body, flung its tail, striking "Uria".
With a loud bang, it finally broke free from "Uria’s" control.
However, at this mont, its jaws were slightly deford, already injured!
"Uria..."
"I admit you’re quite strong now!"
"But if you think you can defeat like this, how ridiculous!"
"An ant... is still an ant!"
Saying this, Apophis roared once more, charging at "Uria"...
And at that very mont, a starlit arrow suddenly shot from the ground, striking its eye.
"Roar!"
Black blood splattered, and Apophis let out a painful and furious howl.
It turned its head, its other eye, like a blood-red star, glaring at Aurora who slowly lowered her bow, filled with rage in its eyes:
"Au—ro—ra—!"
Its voice full of towering fury.
Aurora’s expression remained calm.
She put away the long bow and once again transford a longsword in her hand, pointing straight at the giant snake:
"Apophis..."
"Your opponent also includes ."
Apophis’ eyes blazed like fire.
It opened its gaping mouth and charged at Aurora.
But at that mont, "Uria’s" figure appeared again, directly hugging its massive body, pinning down its movents...
Seeing this, Aurora’s eyes also flickered.
She chanted lightly, light emanating from her body, soaring once more towards the struggling giant snake!
Three mythic beings... battling together!
...
Up in the sky, the myths’ battle hid behind the gray mist.
On the ground, Cyber and the Frost Elves advanced with increasing difficulty.
One Frost Elf after another fell, and the number of demons did not diminish.
The feeling of despair... gradually spread among the team.
Gando’s commanding voice was hoarse, voiceless.
Watching the dwindling number of elves, Cyber’s expression grew anxious.
The nearby cliff seed so far away.
Yet at this mont, surprised cries suddenly ca from behind the team.
Like the roar of a tsunami, echoing behind the Frost Elves.
Cyber instinctively turned around, eyes widening instantly.
On seeing the rear of the team, from various corners of the city, a tide of skeleton undead suddenly erged.
Their eyes ablaze with a ghostly blue fla, wearing tattered Elf Armor, charging like an army towards the demons besieging the Frost Elves!
"Cover... the Frost..."
The ancient elven language sounded slowly, orderly and heavy.
In an instant, the demon army encircling the elves was swallowed up like foam by the ocean of undead!
Aister stared dazedly at the undead helping their kin slaughter demons, her mouth slightly open.
Watching the indistinct insignia of the Yan Sha Tribe on the undead armor, her gaze gradually blurred, a mix of joy and sorrow on her face:
"It’s Yan Sha..."
"It’s the people of the Yan Sha Tribe..."
"They’re... they’re here to help us!"
As she spoke the last sentence.
The young girl was already in tears.
The spirits of the Frost Elves were reinvigorated.
Watching the undead charge into the demon army, the sparks of hope reignited within the team.
Cyber raised the Elf Longsword high, letting out a long howl:
"Kinfolk, charge!"
"Charge!"
The Frost Elves roared.
Then, the golden "ribbon" struggled onward once more!
On the hillside, the ghostly blue ocean sheltered the golden ribbon on both sides, breaking through the darkness...
And the Frost Elves’ team finally tore open the formation of the demon army, breaking free from the encirclent!
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