67: The Thunder God of War has arrived and the game begins again!
When the last Mystic Destroyer vanished into blue smoke and fire, the five seconds of invincibility also came to an end.
The battlefield was a mess.
The city walls were damaged, Hell Towers were reduced to ruins, and the ground was littered with the remains of cannon fodder.
But...
She held on!
At a terrible cost, she finally managed to defend her main city!
The Tumo Yuanzhengjun channel, after a roller-coaster of emotions, erupted in a burst of post-disaster euphoria!
"She held on! The Empress held on!!!"
"Awesome! Absolutely awesome! She managed to turn it around! Long live the Empress!"
The Phoenix Empress gasped for breath, feeling her heart pound furiously. The relief of surviving, mixed with the humiliation of the enemy breaching her city, twisted her proud face to its extreme.
She won this round.
Though it was an ugly win, she ultimately won!
However, just then, the ID she loathed to her core lit up in the channel once again.
Heaven's Choice: "Well played."
Heaven's Choice: "Warm-up is over."
Heaven's Choice: "Your invincibility skill is used up, isn't it?"
Heaven's Choice: "Then... the game, begins anew!"
When these words, like a demonic sound from hell, clearly appeared before everyone's eyes.
The joyous uproar that had just erupted in the Demon-Slaying Expeditionary Force channel was abruptly choked off, as if by an invisible hand.
The entire world instantly fell silent.
The smiles of post-disaster relief on everyone's faces froze, replaced by a deep-seated, incomprehensible... bewilderment and terror from the depths of their souls.
Warm-up?
That brutal attack and defense, which had pushed the Phoenix Empress to the brink, tearing the world apart and forcing both sides to reveal their trump cards, was, in this man's words... merely a warm-up?
The Phoenix Empress, even more so, was struck as if by lightning, her body trembling.
She abruptly raised her head, staring intently at the nonchalant ID on the screen, as a chill more intense than any before instantly swept through her body.
She... had been tricked.
From the very beginning, the opponent sending those five Mystic Destroyers was not for a direct assault.
It was... a bait!
An expensive bait, designed to force her to exhaust all her trump cards, especially that five-second invincibility skill!
This realization, like a poisoned ice pick, fiercely pierced her heart, leaving her body cold and her limbs numb.
【Swift Wind Swordsman】: "N-no... no way? What does he mean? Aren't all his troops dead?"
【Iron Wall】: "Yeah! His population is zero now! What else can he do?!"
Zhinang's voice, however, carried a tremor close to collapse: "No, level nine is 250 population, five Mystic Destroyers only used 200, and he still has his hero..."
That one sentence enlightened everyone.
From the start of the battle until now, Lin Feng had never summoned his hero!
He had only used troops and spells, yet he fought back and forth with the SSS-rank talent Phoenix Empress, who had a defensive advantage, even gaining the upper hand at one point!
And now, the Phoenix Empress's hero skill, 【Holy Shield Protection】, had entered a long cooldown period.
He was finally going to enter the fray himself.
Under everyone's surprised and uncertain gazes, Lin Feng's consciousness sank into the long-dormant Hero Altar.
That unique legendary skin, which he had kept hidden and opened from a 【Legendary Treasure Chest】, was finally going to reveal its true form to this world at this moment!
"Equip, 【Thunder War God】."
"Summon Hero!"
Rumble!!!!
In the attacker's starting area, the sky suddenly darkened!
Endless dark clouds gathered out of nowhere, churning and roaring, as if the end of the world had arrived!
A colossal pillar of lightning, thicker and more dazzling than any before, like a spear of divine punishment, tore through the pitch-black clouds, crashing down onto the earth with world-destroying might!
The lightning instantly consumed everything!
The blinding white light caused temporary blindness in the eyes of all observers.
When the light faded.
A figure completely different from the previous War Lord stood proudly in the center of the earth.
He wore a set of blue and white divine armor, constructed from pure lightning and storm power, with destructive arcs of electricity leaping across every inch of the plate.
In his hand, he tightly gripped a massive battle-axe wreathed in small tornadoes, the aura emanating from its blade seemingly capable of easily cleaving mountains and severing rivers.
His eyes were no longer human pupils, but two pure energy cores, shimmering with endless electrical light, devoid of any emotion, coldly overlooking the chaotic battlefield before him.
The Thunder War God, has descended!