Chapter 738: Internet Cafe Search and Rescue Operation

In the United Principality of Lianshan, gazing outward toward the north, the northern sky grew increasingly gloomy and oppressive.

Shadows enveloped the earth, as if the entire sky would never witness sunlight again.

Throughout the long course of their conquests, there were many battle-hardened, supreme powerhouses among them, seven of the oldest being the original entities of the Shadow Legion.

One of them was Death Lord Delas, who rode a Shadow Magic Dragon as his mount, and was the strongest among them; legends whispered that he possessed a terrifying strength closest to that of a god, while the dragon beneath him was said to match him in might.

No one knew his origins.

Beneath these seven supreme beings, there were also supreme powerhouses from various planes who, under the crushing weight of fear, chose to pledge allegiance and follow them; among their ranks, it would not be surprising to see even a true Saint-tier expert.

The colossal figure seated upon the Shadow Magic Dragon stared coldly at the human city before it.

Its gaze was detached, as though it had seen too many such cities, all ultimately marching toward annihilation.

"Thirteen of them, they should be gathered soon, right?" They seemed to be waiting for something, remaining stationary at this moment as a hoarse voice emanated from within the dark robes of that tall, thin silhouette, "Do they truly believe they can hold us back?"

In the distance, above the sky of the Lianshan Principality, along the city walls stretching for over a dozen miles, several figures stood tall, and the entire city had entered its highest state of alert.

Beyond the city walls, a faint magical barrier gradually began to shimmer into light, while dark, ominous cannon muzzles protruded from the embrasures beneath the battlements.

"This is a destruction-tier magic crystal cannon!" the middle-aged knight clad in golden armor roared in anger.

"I heard these ten great cannons nearly drained the entire treasury of the Lianshan Principality; I wonder if it's true?" Blademaster Cleus said, "Your Excellency has likely requisitioned all the magic crystal cannons meant to guard the imperial city, haven't you?"

Across the entire border of the Lianshan Principality, the war seemed to have reached the moment where arrows were notched and bows were drawn.

"This old man still remembers a battle in history where a commander of this Shadow Legion was nearly blasted to death by such a magic crystal cannon," spoke the somewhat stooped elder, the World Mage Hermadon.

He seemed to be narrating an ancient past and certain glorious histories.

"So they will definitely be on their guard!" The speaker was the Guardian Blademaster of the Morning Star Empire, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, dressed in a suit of light, simple armor designed for easy movement.

"In this battle, our names shall be etched into the annals of history." Blademaster Cleus rested one hand on the city wall, gazing at the densely packed army surging outside.

Meanwhile, in the Holy Kingdom of Radiance, atop the peaks of those soaring mountains, stood a forest of utterly magnificent palaces.

The interior of the palace halls was filled with countless giant, crystal-clear crystals, and upon a throne carved entirely of crystal sat a woman in a languid posture.

She was like a radiant pearl within this magnificent hall of carved crystal, possessing a countenance that made even the surrounding, exquisitely beautiful crystal stones pale in comparison.

Before her eyes, the scenes of the battlefield were currently being displayed.

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"What—!?" Just as a group of powerhouses within the Lianshan Principality were locked in endless debate, a burst of exclamations echoed inside Boss Fang's Origins Internet Cafe.

"It can actually be used!?" In truth, after skills like Blink and Portal were successfully mastered one after another, but... Resurrection had never been mastered by anyone, many began to doubt whether the resurrection spells of the various classes in this game truly existed.

A spell capable of bringing the dead back to life was itself a forbidden zone for humanity; historically, such things were only occasionally heard of in divine miracles and wonders, and it was impossible to determine whether they were true or false.

However, even as they gradually began to regard Resurrection as a virtual spell specifically designed for the convenience of player gameplay, World of Warcraft still retained enough of its charm.

In fact, within World of Warcraft, resurrection spells did exist in its lore, though it was not something every Paladin or Priest knew; it was a highly rare and uncommon class skill, and it was not as simple as merely possessing the power of the Holy Light to cast it. As a miraculous spell within the Holy Light, the conditions for casting Resurrection were naturally extremely harsh, and the reason why most Paladin and Priest players could cast it...

Was because in the game, players utilized game characters, and those game characters were capable of meeting such harsh conditions.

It was truly just for the players' convenience, which was why there was no mention of players using resurrection spells in the actual lore.

Throughout the entire history of World of Warcraft, only those few rare miracles of resurrection had ever occurred, and the most widely known was, naturally, the Scarlet Monastery.

"Boss... you mean to say...!?"

"Aside from true genius-level prodigies, without a few auxiliary items, how could anyone just comprehend it out of nowhere?" A game was, after all, a game; while accommodating realism, it also needed to place some emphasis on gameplay, whereas reality was different, operating strictly according to the laws of the universe, where certain things naturally could not be summoned out of thin air.

"Then as long as we can find the Symbol of Life used for the enlightenment of the 'Redemption' skill in the game, we can comprehend it much faster!?" Helen cried out in surprise.

"Whether you can comprehend it still depends on yourselves." After all, the Symbol of Life could only serve as a guide and an aid.

"Then..." Whether it was true or not, several knights of the Golden Gryffin Knight Order were so excited they nearly wept tears of joy, "Then how can we obtain this Symbol of Life?"

"To give back to everyone for your support of this shop over the past year or so, this shop intends to give away 5 Symbols of Life for free," Boss Fang stated.

Eh? Why did this feel like a promotional bargain sale at a roadside shop...?

A group of people was momentarily dumbfounded.

"If it's truly possible... I want to go to the Orc Kingdom," Helen of the Golden Gryffin Knight Order suddenly spoke up.

"If we go to the front lines now, is there still a chance to bring them back to life?" She tightly clutched Fang Qi's arm, her expression anxious and apprehensive, as if terrified that Fang Qi would give a negative answer.

"I want to go!" she suddenly cried out, "I want to go to the Orc Kingdom!"

She seemed to have given no thought at all to how dangerous that place truly was.

For the elves, they cherished life; if they could truly witness such a miracle one day, they were absolutely unwilling to miss it.

Furthermore, elves never made friends haphazardly; if they truly formed a bond, it was bound to be one worthy of a lifetime of trust and reliance, and there was absolutely no reason for them to stand by and watch their friends walk into danger.

As for the dwarves, they were simple and hearty, and Elder Dwarf Thorgor spoke up, "If we are going, then let us all go together."

Searching for survivors who might possibly be found was, perhaps at this moment, more important than anything else in their hearts.

At this instant, they suddenly realized that glory was never the reputation and status in the eyes of others, but a conviction within their own hearts.

They had already journeyed from sorrow to despair, yet the Fang Qi before them seemed to have ignited a flickering light of hope for them, just as Elder Dwarf Thorgor said, "In the game, they resurrected us countless times; if we can resurrect them just once in reality..."

Even if it were only a single time!

"Great Elder..." Several elves looked at their Great Elder with pleading eyes.

Only this oldest elf possessed a steadiness forged through experiencing the vicissitudes of time.

But at this moment, looking into the pure eyes of these elves, he could not bear to refuse.

"Then, let this search and rescue operation begin!" Boss Fang shouted aloud.

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