Online Games: Only I Can See Hidden Information

According to the "Xeon Agreement", the human race can put up to three legions in each abyssal plane.

There are also extremely strict restrictions on the number of strong men in each legion!

The war begins,

The human race has been cultivating and recuperating for more than thirty years. When the sword was drawn again, the sword was pointed directly at the four abyss planes.

The ambition is clearly visible.

This battle is not only against the demon god, but also against the abyssal plane where the demons live!

If only the demon god is killed, a new chosen demon god will soon be born in the abyss plane.

This is true even in the abyss plane occupied by the native demon god.

Only by killing all the monsters, completely purifying the abyss plane, and destroying them can we achieve peace once and for all!

However, it is difficult for the human race to do such a thing due to the constraints of the "Xeon Agreement".

There used to be eighteen abyssal planes. In the past hundred years, the human race has completely purified five of them, and they all ranked low.

The ranking in the abyssal plane itself is a representative of strength.

And this time the human race is going to war against:

The first, third, fourth, sixth abyss!

They are all ranked in the top ten, and their strength cannot be underestimated.

Putting aside the demons, it would be difficult to conquer these planes with the strength of the human race!

"We are really curious about what trump card your human race has hidden."

"Without the most powerful seeds, without the God of War, three legions want to destroy the abyss?"

"Idiot's dream!"

The nine demon gods present swore by their real names that they would not participate in this war.

The human race also has corresponding strong men who come out and swear by the eternal ID to fulfill the agreement reached by both parties.

After doing all this, many powerful people in the human race exchanged looks with each other.

Shadow nodded,

"We can start now, Shadow has no objections."

Zhao Qian came back from the corner and said the same, "Wanwu Pavilion has no objection."

The sword slaves in the field nailed their swords into the ground.

"It means consent."

Ying Qi did not miss any opportunity to explain and introduced it to Death Song.

"The sword slave will drive his sword into the ground if he agrees to something."

The two of them had been watching the live broadcast. Since there was no sound, they could only make a guess based on their body language.

Ye Bai asked curiously, "What if the sword slave disagrees and breaks the sword?"

Ying Qi gestured, "No, the sword slave will chop you directly."

Ye Bai: Why are you so skilled?

Tell your story.

As if realizing something was wrong, Ying Qi hurriedly added,

"My close friend would be chased and chopped by the sword slave from time to time. I didn't know about it until now."

In the live broadcast screen.

Shadow, Sword Slave, Wanwu Pavilion.

The forces created by the three most powerful people also represent the will of the most powerful people.

When the three parties reach an agreement, it basically represents the will of the human race.

The hard food of this war is about to be served!

"Xu Qingfeng, you have nothing to do here."

Ying San walked to Xu Qingfeng and asked in a deep voice,

"Want me to give you a ride?"

The pale Xu Qingfeng smiled bitterly and said, "Please be gentle."

"good."

After saying that, Ying San punched Xu Qingfeng in the stomach, and a strange blush appeared on his already white face.

A huge mouth appeared behind Xu Qingfeng and swallowed him up instantly.

There was no need for Ye Bai to ask, Ying Qi took the initiative to introduce,

"Ying San, also known as Third Brother, can help people move in the abyss, but the method is a bit simple and crude."

"Is this... almost killing someone?"

Ye Bai saw clearly that Xu Qingfeng's blood volume dropped a lot.

Any other God of War would have been killed by this punch!

[Xu Qingfeng was transported to the fourth abyss plane]

[Four awakenings of talents can unlock the ability to watch the live broadcast across the abyss, so there is nothing to hesitate about! 】

Ye Bai rolled his eyes and ignored the prompt.

However, looking at the attitudes of everyone in the venue, Ye Bai knew it very well.

The real decisive battle is about to begin!

Even though he was thousands of miles away, Ye Bai still felt his blood boiling.

"It's a pity that I can neither participate in it nor watch it."

Ye Bai sighed and shook his head as if resigned to his fate.

Forget it if you can’t see it or not.

...

The fourth abyssal plane.

A big flag is flying, Fenglan Army!

Countless soldiers wearing green armor poured in and took over the defense line of the fourth abyss plane.

Among them, most of them are wind-type professions. Even if they are not wind-type, they still have high mobility.

The leader shouted loudly,

"My department has been ordered to change defenses. Your department will take over all defense tasks and withdraw to Blue Star!"

"The key is confirmed!"

"The handover is complete, this battle will be won!"

"This battle must be won!"

The corners of the legion commander's mouth curved, and he said with great confidence.

The three legions originally stationed in the Fourth Abyss quickly evacuated according to the instructions.

The human race's large position was completely garrisoned by a legion.

The impregnable defense line suddenly seemed full of loopholes.

The strange thing is that, facing the weak defense line, the monsters did not attack immediately, and there was not even a small-scale harassment.

Less than half an hour after the Fenglan Army accepted the defense line, a huge black portal opened, and countless black mist poured out of it.

A battered, scarred flag was raised with an ugly love heart painted on it.

The Nightmare Army.

There were many figures in the black mist, but it was hard to see clearly.

A slender man walked out of the black mist and floated next to the commander of the Fenglan Legion.

When he spoke, it was a female voice, clear and sweet,

"Nightmare Legion, Deputy Commander, Shadow Two."

Commander Feng Lan nodded, "Wait a moment."

There is still one legion left.

Before anyone arrives, the sword arrives first.

The space shattered into countless fragments, and countless sword energies flew out to form new portals.

Elite soldiers wearing white armor were constantly coming out with swords and landing on the ground, forming a neat square formation.

Traceless Legion.

A young man with black hair and double eyes in white robes came to the two of them with a sword in his back and spoke coldly.

"The Traceless Legion, deputy commander, Lan Banxian."

Everyone is here.

Nightmare Legion, Traceless Legion, Fenglan Legion.

In order to completely purify the Fourth Abyss, the human race dispatched the most powerful legion!

Use my spear to break your shield!

A female voice sounded, and Ying Er asked, "When will we do it?"

"Keep waiting."

The three ninth-level war gods just stood there, waiting for the signal to take action.

In the Fenglan Army,

Wu Ziqi looked around and felt that the armor on his body did not fit properly.

"Are you getting fat? It's time to lose weight."

Just as he was thinking this, a storage ring was thrown in front of him, and the messenger's voice sounded.

"Eat up what's inside."

Before the cold weapon battle, the soldiers would also be allowed to eat something to cushion their stomachs.

If you fight on an empty stomach, your morale will be much worse.

Most of the items in the storage ring have continuous recovery effects and can also be attached with various powerful buffs.

Eat it now, you will need it when the war starts!

"It's been so long since I've been on the battlefield, and my treatment has gotten better."

Wu Ziqi took inventory while eating. The items in the storage ring alone were worth a lot of money!

The food he ate was worth more than the War King's three years' salary!

This battle may be life-threatening again.

Wu Ziqi laughed at himself and said,

"It's a shame, I should have applied for a death camp, so my pension will be better."

Three times five divided by two, he ate up everything in the storage ring.

The orderly soldier happened to walk up to him again, threw him a book, and said urgently,

"Introduction to reading skills, learning skills."

"This is...."

Wu Ziqi looked at the four words on the cover: "The Wind is No Distance"

"This, this, this..."

Even after learning the skills, Wu Ziqi's head was still in shock.

Can he learn this skill?

Shouldn't it be given priority to supply the God of War, and the stronger ones should learn from it?

unless....

"Unless they've learned it all!"

Wu Ziqi took a breath of air, and a chill spread throughout his body.

What is this going to do?

Our human race is really going to prosper?

While Wu Ziqi was in a daze, the messenger came several more times and delivered several batches of supplies to him.

"These props and scrolls are used during the march. We do not seek to kill the enemy accurately, but ensure our own safety first."

"If you change these equipment, you can reduce the CD and increase the movement speed..."

"The supplies just now should allow you to recover mana quickly and support consumption..."

"..."

Until the last trip, the messenger brought the battle order.

“When the command ‘Wind Rises’ is heard.

Follow the flag and continuously release the infinite wind to the front. Don't accidentally injure your comrades, and try not to fall behind!

Once you fall behind, use the teleportation scroll to leave the battlefield immediately. Do you understand? "

"clear!"

A few minutes later,

A huge mouth appeared in the sky and spit out Xu Qingfeng.

Regardless of his own embarrassment, Xu Qingfeng swept away the decline, his whole body was like an unsheathed sword.

A roar of thunder exploded in the sky.

"Wind blows!"

brush--

The Traceless Legion, over 10,000 elite swordsmen, all drew their swords.

"Hold the sword!"

Lan Banxian took the lead and roared,

"Follow me to break the formation!"

In an instant, thousands of sword lights slid through the air and appeared thousands of meters away. Everyone seemed to have turned into a breeze!

Under the light of the sword, countless monsters were broken into pieces, and they didn't even know how they died.

The traceless legion will pass without trace.

"boom--"

In a corner of the battlefield, black fog surged, and Ying Er's voice sounded a little more feminine.

"Honey, it's time for a nightmare."

Not to mention the enemy, even I had goosebumps all over the floor.

call--

The black mist teleported forward ten thousand meters, and the figure in the black mist instantly fought with the monster!

The last one to move was the Feng Lan Army.

Wu Ziqi was in the array, unleashing the Unbreakable Wind forward and roaring along with his companions.

The blood that had been dormant for many years boiled up again in his body, as if he had returned to the war years.

His sword was once again stained with the blood of the demons.

The three major armies of the human race collectively used the Wind's Infinity to run rampant on the battlefield, coming and going without a trace.

War general, war king, even war god,

They will inevitably become the souls of the dead under the infinite distance of the wind!

Between heaven and earth, with the endless use of wind, strong winds pass by, and no demons survive!

All the sounds of fighting on the battlefield are cut off,

It seemed like there was only one voice left, shouting crazily:

"Wind! Wind! Wind!"