Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

At this time, both sides were caught in a push-and-push game, with the lines constantly being pulled back and forth.

"Fire! Don't retreat!"

"Who summoned the thundercloud? Get rid of the meteorologist on the other side first!"

"...It seems that every Chosen One on the opposite side can summon thunderclouds. They use some special spell."

"Damn it, this is totally unreasonable. How many people do they have left? How many of those spells do they have left?"

"I don't know! I only know that if we keep fighting like this, we'll lose sooner or later!"

The battle was far more intense than either side had imagined, from the initial hand-to-hand combat to the bombardment of the sea by pirate ships and warships summoned by the Demon Slayer Order, and the official warships of the Maritime Kingdom of Revendreth. Neither side retreated an inch, and the sea was littered with the wreckage of ships and warships.

Now it is a tug-of-war between the two sides for a bridgehead, and each side is using all its strength.

Looking at the continuous casualties among his subordinates, Gabi Hope, the new General of Wind of the Pirate Kingdom, showed a trace of ferocity on his face, and his heart seemed to be bleeding.

Meteorologists don't consume much spiritual energy to cast weather-altering spells, relying more on the materials and the resonance evoked by the spell. Initially, he was able to do it with ease, but later on, he had to exert all his strength, and now his weather-altering materials are almost gone.

Even so, it was still impossible to stop the terrifying attacks of these chosen ones that were like a tide.

Now the northern pirates are seizing the opportunity to gradually advance towards the Palace of Revendreth, located in the center of the wealth zone. At the same time, they are encountering stubborn resistance from the royal family of Revendreth. As long as they can successfully kill the king and destroy the palace, their goal will be mostly accomplished.

In addition to the bridge in the Blood Zone, there was also a bridge in the Wisdom Zone that led to the Wealth Zone. The status of the other bridge was currently unknown, but the bridge he was responsible for could not be lost. If the Chosen One broke through, the entire war situation could be directly thrown into a passive position.

Gabi Hope no longer dares to ignore the combat power of these chosen ones. If necessary, he will summon the God of Thunder and Lightning to descend. Considering that He is not the chosen vessel of God, the descent of God will consume a huge amount of his vitality. This is a measure that will only be taken when necessary.

A whirring sound erupted as Gabi Hope unleashed three massive hurricanes, raging back and forth across the middle of the bridge and toward the Chosen One. This was a near-catastrophic event, sending nearby roadblocks, rubble, and corpses flying. The surrounding players and several pirates, unable to dodge, were also swept up and flung far away, their fates determined by luck. Some were completely unable to stand, falling to the ground, carried away by the hurricanes.

"Holy crap, that's awesome! This one in front should be the boss, right?"

"Suppress him with firepower! Don't be afraid!"

"That should be it! Hurry up! We've already killed the Son of the Plane, so these sly little bosses are just for nothing! MT, push forward. The higher-level ones go first. Healers, heal well! Go, go, go, go!"

"General of the Wind" Gaby Hope was very satisfied with the effect of his attack. Just as he smiled, he was shocked by the opponent's increasingly crazy offensive. In his opinion, this was simply crazy!

Seeing his powerful attack, these chosen ones not only did not dodge or avoid it, but rushed forward in a swarm, using their lives to consume the wind power, filling it up wave after wave. The miracle of Ten Thousand Thunder Manifestations was thrown at them non-stop as if it were free.

Are these Chosen Ones crazy? Has Wayne Stewell brainwashed them? Are so many people following the old-fashioned tactic of the Charge Sentry to boost morale?

Resurrection certainly cannot be without cost. Are these chosen ones all idiots?

At this time, more than ten Chosen Ones had broken through the blockade and rushed to the front. The leader was a Chosen One wearing a strange alchemical armor, holding a gun in one hand and a sword in the other. With just a cool spin and jump, a Northern pirate's bones were shattered in an instant, and he was thrown out and fell heavily to the ground.

Gabe Hope had clearly realized that the bridge was no longer defensible. He also vaguely noticed that a group of Chosen Dogs had secretly boarded a captured pirate ship and even used some extraordinary item to summon a new large fleet, carrying more people, and trying to sneak across the canal to the Wisdom Zone.

Then he discovered with horror that the muzzles of the artillery positions on this huge fleet were slowly turning towards his position, and shells mixed with light beams bombarded him, instantly bringing the hurricane shield surrounding his body to the brink of breaking.

If I remember correctly, General Liu Zhen of Thunder was killed by the bombardment of these strangely shaped warships.

What a bunch of beasts!

Gritting his teeth, he began to recite silently:

"You are the embodiment of thunder, the master of tsunamis and storms."

"You are faster than time."

"You are the Vice-Emperor of the Ocean."

"Your followers seek your help."

A brilliant bolt of lightning fell from the sky and landed on Gaby Hope's head. His pupils suddenly became blank, and his head with a triangular pirate hat suddenly tilted back, with his arms spread out to both sides, as if embracing the lightning.

Time seemed to be frozen, all the shells fired at him became slow, and the players also entered slow motion. Then, Gabby Hope flew up from the bridge and floated high into the sky.

"Zi!"

Silver-white lightning leaped out from the thunderclouds, entangled with each other, raging in the endless darkness, and illuminating everything around.

"Lightning Storm" with a strong divine color.

The flow of time returned to normal again

At this moment, even the lightning brought by the miracle of Wan Lei Xianneng suddenly changed direction. It was as if the fast-forward button was pressed and the lightning fell directly to the ground, forming an endless silver-white forest.

This bridge accommodated about 6000 players in total, and there were about 3,4 to players piled up outside the bridge. At this moment, densely packed large numbers of damage were jumping wildly in the air. Regardless of their level, grade, or health, all of them were electrocuted into charcoal and turned into white light and flew away.

"This..." Shen Xing looked at his armor which had lost 50% of its durability in an instant, confused. He then looked at the panel prompt and didn't know what to say.

[The lightning storm of Malses, the god of thunder (in divine descent state), caused 791973 points of damage to you. You died!]

This guy is actually a god? This little jerk can't afford to play with him, right?

The chat bubbles of nearby players were suddenly filled with dense dots, and then were flooded with uncivilized "Fuck".

"Fuck, is this a god?"

"Fuck, what should I do? Should I still go?"

"Go, go, go, come back to life! We've killed all the Sons of the Planes, and the gods are free too. Today is the day for us players to slay the gods and prove our truth."

When I saw the chat record above, Shuidi Chenxing's first feeling was that it was a newbie who didn't know his place. When I saw the ID, I couldn't help but be shocked:

"Jinse?"

"Great God of Thunder and Lightning, I salute you!"

"Praise the great God of Thunder and Lightning!"

Seeing this scene, the northern pirates were suddenly energized and their morale soared. Malses cast his eyes flashing with lightning towards the naval fleet summoned by the Demon Slayer Order not far away, stretched out his hand to summon a blazing white lightning, held it in his hand, and flames filled the air with a crackling sound.

The resurrection point was not far away. When the player came back from running away, he saw exactly this scene. Malses threw the lightning in his hand like a javelin. It reached a warship in almost an instant and pierced through it. One, two, three... In an instant, seven warships were pierced by the lightning and sank into the seabed in pieces.