Douluo: God rewards hard work, I can upgrade infinitely!

Chapter 379: Trapping the Saint King
"Let them in! Without the suppression of the plane, our stronghold in the abyss passage will be at a disadvantage."

Lin Xuan spoke, and as soon as he finished speaking, Dong Zian seemed a little reluctant.

"This... How can this be possible! If we fail to hold on and let the Abyss Army escape to the Federation, it will be a disaster."

Dong Zian frowned, his face full of seriousness.

"General Dong, almost all the fighting power of Douluo Continent is here! This is a fight to the death!"

Tang Wulin sat below Lin Xuan. He represented Shrek and the Tang Sect.

After he came back, Ruthless Douluo Cao Dezhi immediately threw the burden of Tang Clan's leader to him, leaving Tang Wulin somewhat amused and helpless.

"Master Lin, are you sure?"

Dong Zian glanced at Chen Xinjie and Zhang Huanyun who were silent. These two were the two pillars of the federal army.

"We don't have any other choice... We have to do it!"

Lin Xuan sighed and said with a serious face.

In fact, they had basically discussed it on the way here, and now they were notifying the front-line troops.

"Oh! I hope so!"

Dong Zian nodded silently and didn't say anything more.

As a soldier, obeying orders is the highest principle, and he has already put forward his own suggestions.

"In that case, let's deploy the battle! We can't retreat all the way to the front line. We need to set up three blockades at the exit first..."

Then Lin Xuan and others surrounded the virtual sand table in front and began to deploy the task.

Their most important task is to lure out the Lord of the Abyss, which will only be possible if they push the other combat forces of the Abyss to their limits.

The three blockade lines are arc-shaped, each one longer than the last.

The first is the most elite Federation Central Army, the second is made up of Xing Luo's support army and the remaining Federation army, and the last is made up of some powerful organizations such as the Spirit Pagoda and the Tang Sect.

The first two lines are guarded by professional soldiers, which can greatly consume the low-level monsters in the abyss and avoid the use of high-end combat power when the third blockade line is reached.

Although it is cruel, this is the reality. In the fantasy world, high-end combat power is the key to determining the outcome of the war.

"Douluo must win!"

Everyone clenched their fists at their chests and swore an oath together, then returned to the camp and began to deploy their positions.

After everyone else left, Lin Xuan sat alone in the big tent. He took a sip of tea and talked to himself.

"Nunali, what's going on?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a little loli with twin ponytails appeared in front of Lin Xuan.

After Lin Xuan became a god, Nanali's strength naturally increased, and she became one of the top quasi-gods.

If it weren't for the suppression of the plane, Nanali might have tried to become a god and survive the elemental thunder tribulation.

"It's ready! I have filled the area of ​​dozens of miles with fear spirits to ensure full coverage."

Nunnally patted her chest and assured confidently.

At times like this, she did not dare to be lazy and she personally explored every location.

"very good!"

Lin Xuan nodded. This was a small gift he prepared for Tang Hao.

Do you really think that being the Lord of the Plane means you can do anything?

……

Three days later. Boom!
With a loud roar, nearly a hundred level nine fixed-type soul-guided shells exploded at the entrance of the abyss passage. The horrific explosion even caused ripples in the space.

The last group of troops to withdraw stood at the entrance of the camp and turned their heads. The endless heat waves blew the hair on their foreheads.

The abyss passage that had been guarded by the Blood God Legion for six thousand years fell at this moment, and everyone of them felt complicated.

In the abyss passage, countless family members and friends who accompanied them day and night were buried. Some people even couldn't help sobbing, but no one put down their weapons.

Roar!
Amid the flames of the explosion, roars of monsters were heard, and strange creatures of the abyss rushed out one after another, like a flood bursting from a dam.

"put!"

At the first blockade line, Dong Zi'an went to the front line in person. At his command, countless artillery fire flew out from Douluo's defensive positions, like a dazzling firework.

Boom boom boom!
The abyss army, like a swarm of locusts, fell one after another in front of the firepower network formed by soul-guided weapons. Even if a small part of them managed to break through, they would be captured by the guard troops guarding the position.

Charge, fall, reborn, fall again, charge again...

The abyss armies were like immortal monsters, constantly repeating this process. When Douluo was rotating his firepower, the two sides engaged in close combat.

Faced with the immortal army of the abyss, no one retreated. Behind them was the Federation, and there was no way out.

Compared with the Abyss Army, the Douluo soldiers paid with real blood and lives.

Broken limbs, pieces of flesh, rivers of blood... This was the most brutal battle in the history of Douluo Continent.

At the same time, the fearful spirits lurking throughout the battlefield recorded all of this.

……

It's another ordinary day.
At the headquarters of the Federal Parliament, in the center of the studio, Mo Lan sat in front of the camera, repeatedly pinching the manuscript in his hand.

She has been preparing for a long time.

Among all the federal congressmen, Mo Lan is a rising star, not only because of her outstanding appearance, but also because of her emotional speeches.

"Congressman Mo, the images from the front line have been sent back."

In front of Mo Lan, a staff member made a gesture to her.

"Ok!"

Mo Lan adjusted his sitting posture, then took a deep breath and looked at the camera with a smile.

"Hello, everyone from Douluo, Xingluo, and Douling Continent! This is a speech for the whole world!"

Mo Lan's figure appeared on every electronic screen on the three continents, on television, in Times Square, and even on billboards on trains.

Residents from various countries who were originally busy with their lives stopped what they were doing and gathered together.

They noticed something was wrong.

The Federation's behavior in the past two years has been really strange. This strange speech was beyond their expectations, but it also seemed reasonable.

"Dear compatriots, I am sorry to tell you that we are facing an unprecedented crisis."

"Our world is under attack from another dimension, and they are far more powerful than us!"

"This invasion war from another world has lasted for six thousand years on the continent..."

Along with Mo Lanfu's infectious voice, a bloody scene on the front line appeared before everyone's eyes.

The first thing that came into view on the screen was a headless corpse standing on the blood-red ground. In front of him were two intertwined torrents.

On one side is the black tide of the abyss, and on the other side is the flesh and blood defense line forged by the Douluo coalition.

The strong impact brought by blood and fire swept through the hearts of every resident on the continent, leaving them stunned in their places.

(End of this chapter)