About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

"Ah, I think so too," Mo Wen nodded.

"Haha, I am indeed a little hungry," Ao Sa said with her hands on her hips.

"Hahaha, it's a pity that the record can't be broken," Lim said with a smile.

"That's what it is. Ha, actually now it's more like a way for us to reassure ourselves than training," Ao Sa shrugged.

"It's better to exercise in moderation. Too much intensity is not a good thing," Deidre said. "Let's go. In short, you should have a good meal and have a good rest."

While talking, everyone started walking towards the village.

Only Lim didn't move. He looked at the backs of everyone, then looked up at the sky above his head, pursed his lips, and sighed.

"Sure enough, I really can't see anything clearly lately..."

293. Storm is coming

Lake house.

Jilunini was lying on the rocking chair, yawning and looking at the thick magic book on her phone.

As a member of the Miffy tribe, whose appearance rarely changes after adulthood, she still looks the same as before after so many years.

There is a lot more bookishness in her temperament, which may have something to do with the fact that she has given up martial arts and embraced literature over the years. However, her talent in arcane arts is really not that good. Even with the top-level database of the Arcane Sanctuary and the personal guidance of the Grand Mystic Master, she has made progress. It's really a bit slow. After sixty years of tossing and turning, I have barely reached the level of a mystic master.

But I am quite satisfied with it. After all, this rate of progress is nothing compared to these geniuses. However, the rate of progress achieved with such a generous accumulation of resources is already something that many people can only dream of.

If she continues at this pace, as long as she works steadily, it is not impossible for her to become a Grand Mystic Master in her lifetime.

"Luni, if you're tired, take a rest," Callidora came over and put a cup of black tea next to her.

As a half-dragon, her appearance hasn't changed much over the years, and her temperament doesn't seem to have changed much except for her maturity. She is probably the one who has changed the least among the younger generation.

"Well, thank you," Jilunini took the black tea with a smile and closed the book honestly.

"Speaking of which, Guoguo seems to have been listless these past few years." Callidora sat on a chair nearby. "Looking at her recently, I'm a little afraid to ask her for help..."

"There's no way, Guoguo has actually always wanted to fall in love," Jilunini said with a bitter smile, "But you also know her status in the village..."

"Haha, ugh, I don't know what to say," Callidora shook her head helplessly, "I feel like I did something good, but it ended up with a strange ending."

"Hey, if you ask me, it's her teacher's fault," said Gironini. "Although it's peaceful here, everyone knows that we may have to fight the tyrant at any time. If Deidel hadn't been complaining to her about this all day long, I don’t think her attention will be focused on this topic.”

"Haha, that's right," Callidora smiled, "But she has lived a very miserable life. She has wandered around the world since she was a child. Later, she followed Deidel and practiced hard all year round. As a result, she became Now that I have cultivated, I feel like I have been either practicing or doing research my whole life, ha..."

"It seems like she was quite happy when she was doing research before, right?" Jilunini asked.

"Well, she seems to be very happy staying with Yayin, which is quite strange," Callidora said, "Ah, but the research during that period was really exciting, as if she was opening up a field full of The unknown territory of treasures, even if I am just the first person to do it, I feel like I am living in excitement and surprise every day.”

"That's great, I wish I could have participated," Guilunini muttered.

"If we survive this, we might have a chance," Callidora smiled. "Our research is very targeted, and there are countless undiscovered treasures in this field. As long as we pass This time, I think Yayin will lead us to continue to study the remaining parts.”

"Well, as long as we get through this," Jilunini nodded, "However, I feel a little uneasy. Recently Limta..."

Before they finished speaking, the two of them suddenly heard the sound of the door opening.

"Hey, I heard dinner is ready?" Ao Sa walked in with a smile and waved at the two of them.

"You still know how to eat?" Jilunini rolled her eyes, put down the black tea and stood up.

"Ah haha, I'm sorry, I just want to test how long our endurance can last," Ao Sa rubbed his nose.

"That should be done in moderation, really." Jilunini floated over, frowned, turned over the hair on Aosa's body, and poked several places on his body. The latter immediately grinned in pain.

"Look, it's true," Jilunini frowned, "It's overloaded again. It's time for you to rest for a while."

"Hey, it's not that serious..." Ao Sa laughed.

At this moment, a voice came from behind him.

"No, you really should rest for a while, because if you don't rest, it will be too late."

Everyone was stunned and turned to look outside the door.

I saw Magina standing at the door holding a staff and looking at them solemnly.

"Ah, tsk, as expected, it's still here," Lim said helplessly, following Aosa.

"Well," Magina nodded, "He has already noticed this. I don't know how long we can hide."

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Outside the quiet woods, the tyrant was standing on the ground with his arms folded, looking at the woods in front of him.

Not long ago, the Joka Empire, one of the largest empires in the world, had turned into a scorched earth under his golden flames, but he still couldn't find what he was looking for.

"King, why did you come here?" Turin behind him asked in confusion, "It seems..."

"There is no logic, right?" The tyrant said, "This is like one of the countless dead corners we accidentally left in the sweep area, ordinary, nothing..."

"Then why are you..." Turin was very confused.

"Because the positive and negative ones don't work, then we can only look for it in the middle," the tyrant said softly, "They are very wise, the entire Joka Empire was thrown out by them as bait, and the people of the Secret Sanctuary were also trying their best to buy them time. I guess their new territory is almost completed..."

"Isn't that a good thing? As long as the new territory is completed, that troublesome guy will give up here..." Turin said.

"So what? When we invade the new territory, we will have to fight that guy again. I would rather get rid of the trouble early," the tyrant said softly, "and it would be easier to control a new world from the beginning, wouldn't it?"

"Well, I think you're right," Turin smiled, "but we can't be sure they are here..."

"I can't be sure, but I have a hunch," the tyrant said, looking at the woods, "Although I don't know why, I have a hunch that this area is subtly not so natural... Ah, of course, it may just be an illusion, but it doesn't matter."

As he said, the long sword in his hand gently slashed out, and the golden fire wave swept forward like a spreading ripple. Wherever it passed, the grass, trees, sand and stones turned into charcoal dust.

The tyrant took a step and followed the spreading fire wave into the forest area.

Looking at his back, Turin frowned, but in an instant he returned to his usual expression, and also took a step and followed.

294. Everything is just for three days

The dark blue sky ripples like waves, the sky and the earth are like clear mirrors, the sky and the earth are the same color, the scenery reflects each other, making the whole space seem endless.

And in this harmonious and empty space, a distorted wave suddenly came.

The next moment, Jon Snow stepped into this area.

Behind him, there was a large group of people.

Seven potato boys with different shapes and weapons walked in, holding some food in their hands, eating while walking, and curiously looking at this space.

Osa, who had been well recuperated for a few days to recover to the best condition, was wearing a combat suit that would only be worn in actual combat, constantly adjusting his wrist armor, and seemed a little nervous.

Movente, who had two long swords on his waist, followed closely, walked into the space, looked around, and finally looked at the sword on his waist again.

He gently touched the dark cutter that had been silent for many years and sighed softly.

"Don't think about that knife," the female knight Xiluo walked in, "I should have said that it doesn't disapprove of you, it just doesn't have the mood."

"Haha, I know, captain," Mowente smiled.

"Ha, I'm not the captain today," Xiluo shrugged and looked behind him.

The next moment, Anwada came out, wearing a set of dark gold heavy armor, and the two double guns on his back were also replaced with two dark gold heavy guns.

"Huh? He is..." Mowente was stunned for a moment.

"I haven't seen this set of equipment for a long time," Xiluo muttered, "Are you still used to it?"

"I couldn't be more used to it. Dad's double guns are still too light for me. This set is actually more suitable for me," Anwada said.

"Does that mean you haven't used your full strength in the sparring with your brothers?" Osa smiled bitterly, "That's really a bit discouraging."

"Hey, after all, I have lived for nearly a thousand years, and I have the blessing of the brave. If you are given this condition, I think I can be much stronger than I am now," Anwada shrugged.

While the three were chatting, dozens of heroes came in from the portal one after another. These were heroes who had been sleeping all over the world and had been collected by Anwada and others for a long time.

Except for special existences like Lim, most of them have good strength and some special abilities.

But because of various reasons, most of them cannot exert their full strength in their prime, and not everyone is born for fighting like Anwada and Misa.

These people are also the main force of this defense battle.

After the heroes took their positions nearby, Misa, or Qi Lisha, also appeared behind the team.

She didn't say much, just smiled and greeted everyone, and then turned into scattered sand and dissipated in the entire space. Although everyone didn't understand what she was doing, no one would question her behavior, and naturally no one asked anything.

After her, Daedel and Guoguo also came in.

The ranger master and apprentice were unusually serious today, wearing carefully arranged ranger equipment. Daedel put away his usual careless expression, and Guoguo also swept away the melancholy of recent days and looked serious.

As the two walked into this space, the fluctuating door slowly closed.

Then, Majina's voice sounded in everyone's ears.

"Okay, now, where you are is the gap between the worlds. You should make some preparations for the war first. I will tell you again what you need to pay attention to.

This is the gap between the worlds. Here, I still control some of the world's authority. Soon, the tyrant should find this place. By then, I will reverse the difference between the flow rate of time here and the outside to the limit. At that time, three days here will be equivalent to one year outside.

And what you have to do is to delay as long as possible until the person we are waiting for returns.

Remember, you must remember that we have only one goal, which is to delay ,

Your opponents are immortal, don't try to kill them with a fierce attack. Of course, it doesn't mean you shouldn't kill them. I will bring Kali, Luni, and all the brave warriors who are good at arcane to use the suppression array studied by Deidel to help you limit their regeneration ability.

If you can kill them once, we can hold them back for a few hours, but please note that it is still not worth it for you to kill them by force, reduce their combat effectiveness, and cut off their limbs as much as possible, which will allow you to delay their actions better. If they can't bear it and commit suicide, we have the opportunity to suppress them for more time.

Currently, according to the only intelligence outside, The tyrant now has three king generals under his command. Except for the Mingshi Bell who often takes action, there is almost no information about the remaining two king generals.

In addition to the king generals, the only known king riders who are still alive are the second, fifth, sixth, twelfth, and the newly appointed eleventh king riders. Of course, it is not ruled out that there may be new king riders with other numbers.

The relevant information should have been communicated to you many times before, so I will not repeat it. You should also be familiar with the specific division of labor.

But I still want to remind you that they will not only have these high-end forces for the general attack. A large number of vanguard riders and endless troops are still troublesome. I will limit it as much as possible. Their influx speed and the regeneration speed of the vanguard, but after all, it is only the authority of the sub-world, and what can be done is still limited.

I fought this battle with my head held high, but we had no choice, just like what we have always encountered.

Then, everyone, be prepared. When you are adjusted to the best state, I will modify the speed of time. At that time, the tyrant will come here in a very short time in your body time.

Finally...

Don't die, you don't want to miss the opportunity to reunite with old friends who have been separated for 60 years, right? Guys. "

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The golden flame burned beside the crescent-like lake.

Looking around, the area within a few miles turned into black scorched earth. Only this crescent-like lake, like a bright moon in the dark night, reflected the light from the sun, sparkling and shining.

The tyrant walked to the lake and looked into the lake.

The breeze blew across the lake, bringing layers of ripples, covering the picture in the lake, so that the tyrant couldn't even see his own reflection.

"It looks like we've arrived," the tyrant said softly.

"Yes, King," Turin said softly, "They hid very well."

"But we still found them, and it's only been more than half a year," the tyrant said softly, "It's time to put an end to this boring cat-and-mouse game, Turin, gather the army and prepare to take over our new territory."

295. Dance of Golden Flame and Silver Light

Between the clear and bright world, Anwada stood in front of everyone, holding his guns tightly and staring ahead.

He was a brave man, although not voluntarily, but to be honest, he should be the real brave man of the time in this world.

If possible, he also wanted to solve all this by himself, and then take other brave men together to find their future.

But unfortunately, he couldn't do it.

The tyrant's strength was far beyond common sense, so he didn't even dare to think of confronting him head-on.

Because there was no meaning and no hope.

But now, the situation is finally different.

Even if the mission was just delayed, at least Anwada finally got to fight with all his strength.

"Are you all ready?"