What did you do with the dice?

Rusalka thought about it and shook his head helplessly. "Brother, to be honest, this isn't my first time here. I'm a regular player, and to be honest, I think the God of War is being a bit unfair."

Eugene Rivers pointed at Rusalka and laughed heartily. "Fairness? How could such childish words come from a strong man like you? Don't be ridiculous! Only losers complain about injustice. The strong prey on the weak. You who dare to criticize the gods, let's fight until only one person is left!"

"That's absolutely right! Well said! I love your mentality as a strong person who never complains about unfair circumstances!" Rusalka clapped her hands vigorously at the dazed opponent, then shouted, "I'm a spellcaster. Please equip me with black and white cat guards!"

The next moment, black fog and holy light appeared on Rusalka's left and right, and Phoenix and Hydra walked out of them.

This field seems to be quite intelligent indeed. Rusalka only mentioned the black and white cat guards, and did not mention Phoenix and Hydra, but the ones sent did accurately locate the target.

With the previous experience as a lesson, Rusalka guessed that the God of War must be secretly spying on him somewhere.

The smile on Eugene Rivers' face froze instantly - he had certainly heard of the deeds of Phoenix and Hydra, but the current situation suddenly seemed a little too unfair.

"How can you be a spellcaster?"

In fact, when Rivers asked this question, the two cats were also looking towards Rusalka. When they received the call from the God of War, even though they were orcs and knew the rules of the duel very well, they immediately chose to agree to support. But when they heard Shenqi say "as the guard of the mage Rusalka", they were confused.

Well, because that was Rusalka, they certainly didn't think that Rusalka would lose in the duel. Phoenix was still waiting there, thinking that he would come out with the opponent's body in a while, but she never thought that this guy could be a spellcaster recognized by the gods, and instead dragged herself into it.

No, Hydra, a Paladin who wields Holy Light, the closest thing to a spellcaster, wouldn't be considered a spellcaster. So why would Rusalka be considered one? And what about the fact that the black greatsword he wielded, seemingly from nowhere, was actually a staff he'd never used to cast spells? That would be confusing for anyone.

"The gods above have personally approved it, how can you object? Only losers complain about injustice, the strong prey on the weak, it's the law of nature! Black and white cats, go!"

Although he said this, he was the fastest one. Before he finished speaking, he had already pulled his horse halfway.

The black wolf roared, and the two sides charged at each other. The wolf king bit hard, intending to show his crushing power as a mount!

This time, the mount under Rusalka's crotch changed its previous timid look and showed a determined look. It did not dodge or evade, and even bent down and lowered its head to accelerate again. Then it stuffed its head into the opponent's bloody mouth, and even under the opponent's bite force that was enough to bite through steel and iron bones, it still held on to its mouth.

Among many fighting styles, it resolutely chose the one that was most similar to Rusalka. This is the bond between it and its master - I am a magical creature, I also have a health bar, I am not afraid of combat damage before it is reset to zero, as long as I am not dead, I am in full condition.

If I can't beat you, can I still stop you?

Block the big move with your head to lock the Wolf King, and bet that the fish on your back is strong, and you are not afraid of being smashed to pieces, the cheap second ring is crazy!

This completely stumped the Wolf King. It was the first time in his life that he had bitten a truly tough beast. How could a horse willingly put its head into his mouth? Even more incredible was that he couldn't bite it. Instead, he couldn't close his mouth and couldn't move his body!

The distance between the two riders was just a moment. Eugene Rivers was the first to draw his sword. Blood-red mist wrapped around his weapon, and the runes on his body lit up almost at the same time. The sword slashed towards Rusalka like lightning.

The Parry Master did not react to the attack. Judging from the judgment, this should be a mixed injury of multiple elements. Rusalka could certainly draw his sword to block it, but the moment he reached out to the hilt of the greatsword behind him, a wonderful sense of enlightenment surged in his heart.

He always felt that Eugene Rivers's sword strike was a bit slow. Although from a normal perspective, the interval from the start of the sword strike to the impact of the attack was only one second, but ever since the battle with Jian Wuming, when his body was controlled by the weapon spirit and he was given two legendary attribute points, Rusalka always felt that there was an indescribable weirdness in his body.

If the system believes that 21 points of strength and agility can surpass 20 points of strength and agility + the perfect [Parry Master] produced by the system, then does it mean that as long as I can replicate Jian Wuming's sword, I can definitely hit anyone who has not reached the legendary realm?

At that time, he only had the slightest memory of the time difference in blocking, but muscle memory existed after all. Magic could not be learned after birth, but these things in reality could not be reflected by data. Sometimes, there were even martial arts that could surpass the data. Rusalka could still imitate the master of parrying and perform them once or twice under his repeated control.

No, my posture is still a little off.

【-25! 】

Eugene Rivers swung his sword again: "You won't resist? Do you think you can still hold your own like you did back then? The power of our ancestors will tear you apart!"

The arm holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly. No, wait, the timing is just a little off!

【-24! 】

Yes! The feeling is here, right now!

The black half-moon descended, and the patterns on Eugene's body roared and rippled in a warning tone. However, Rusalka's posture was not affected at all, and the greatsword cut through the protective ripples without any hindrance.

Eugene Rivers immediately raised his sword to block, but he was far inferior to the system. Even though Rusalka's sword did not imitate Jian Wuming's sword-drawing and slashing to the extreme, even so, Eugene Rivers was still two fists away from Rusalka's sword when he blocked it.

"This is what a true wild soul should be like!"

With the blessing of legendary power, the greatsword directly shattered the runes and skull on his body, and then emitted a dazzling holy light and a cursed breath. Eugene Rivers' blood vessels burst all over his body and blood gushed out. Phoenix and Hydra were on the left and right, and the black dagger directly pierced through the back and pupils, and the golden greatsword swung down to cut off the wolf's head - they didn't care about bullying the weak with the majority. They had to learn the ruthlessness of the orcs and the badness of the humans. This was what was called health.

Besides, the God of War has admitted it, so this is in accordance with martial ethics and rules.

Eugene Rivers died instantly after being hit in succession without even having time to say a single word.

The domain disappeared, and Hydra returned to her original position, while Phoenix and Rusalka reappeared on the city wall and looked at each other.

emmm.

Rusalka looked at the body on the ground that had been drained by Phoenix and was silent for a while.

Forget it, I really can’t remember who this is. He is also red, and I feel that he is not as resilient as the red tree man at that time. He was killed in one move.

The El Empire has really declined. Any kind of idiot can become an elite. This made him a little worried that the nine-tailed fox in the sky might be very weak.

Rusalka wanted to get on the horse, but found that the horse didn't seem to come out with her.

"You can be lazy about this? Malay!"

But this time, the horse did not come again.

A sad wind, carrying the scent of blood, blew across the city walls. Rusalka was dismayed to discover that she had actually liked the horse. The time she had spent with it was still vivid in her mind. But now it was gone, and she...

As if to further provoke Rusalka, a blood-red curse suddenly erupted from the fallen Eugene Rivers, entangling Rusalka. It was a blood curse from the orc ancestors! It would mark the enemy who killed him for eternity, corroding his body and heart with the power of the curse!

You have been...

[You activated the Eel Transformer, and the curse effect dissipated.]

【HP-20, get a 2-ring.】

[Summon a mount (modified instant version)]

Very good, the white horse is back.

However, there was a trace of unremitting sadness in its eyes - anyone who was forced to be 007 would feel the same sorrow.

"What are you looking at? You only died once, and I actually spent an entire second ring just to revive you! And because of your death, I wasted so much time killing enemies, causing significant losses to my Pearl Tears Company. Can you afford to pay for the lost wages? What? You can't afford it? Then you can only pay it back slowly through forced labor! Go, run!"

But it was almost time, the sun had already set.

The Mage Tower activated the final [No-Fly Spell] to drive the Hobbits out of the airspace, and then used the last of its magic power to blow a gust of wind outward.

"All units, spread [Crimson Lasher] seeds!"

As the order from the Mage Tower was issued, the soldiers took out the prepared bags and scattered seeds towards the bottom of the city wall. In the blink of an eye, the ground and the bodies of the ratmen were covered with blood-sucking thorns, forming a natural barrier.

"Well, let's stop here for today."

woo-

The retreat call was sounded in the rear of the Aiel Empire, and the army retreated like a tide.

The people on the city wall did not cheer. Most of them sat down on the ground as if exhausted. They suddenly relaxed after being exhausted. Many soldiers even fell headfirst on the spot, closed their eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Rusalka: (They have retreated, but the old stuff is still powerful. What is the casualty ratio?)

Sanita: (Leaving aside the issue of casualty ratio, the fact that the El Empire withdrew its troops so decisively is very strange.)

Rusalka: (Why? The ground is covered with blood-sucking iron thorns. They really can only wait until the sun comes out the next day to continue the siege.)

Sanita looked at the retreating Aiur Empire army in the distance, and the dark clouds of hobbits drifting across the sky, his brow furrowed. (They didn't bring any extra supplies, so they'll only have a week at most. Furthermore, the Fox warlocks' power is enhanced by the moon at night. Under these circumstances, they shouldn't withdraw. Instead, they should use their numerical advantage, deploying their troops in two or three shifts for a prolonged battle. The correct solution is to wear us down and capture us within a week, or they'll starve to death.)

Rusalka: (Low supplies? How did you know? We've only been fighting for a day, haven't we?)

Sanita: (It's simple, because those wargs are extremely hungry. In order to stimulate the blood of the wargs, Wolfe wolf trainers usually feed the wargs to a half-full and half-starved state before sending them to the battlefield. But if that's the case, they won't let the wargs eat the corpses of ratmen before the battle. Since they did that, it means that they didn't bring any rations for the wargs this time, or they didn't bring much.)

Rusalka: (Perhaps they have been preparing their own rations for a long time?)

Sanitta: (The wolf riders and the wargs are one and the same. If the wargs are hungry, their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced. The carcasses of these ratmen on the battlefield are enough for the wargs to eat for about a week. If the Aiel Empire's quartermasters are not fools, I conclude that their own rations are only enough for a week at most. They will never bring more than that, because they are not here for tourism. It is useless to leave more here to eat but not fight. They may even bring less, because the dead soldiers do not need to eat anymore.)

Rusalka couldn't help but wonder, was he really that particular? Was he being overly sensitive? Perhaps the Aiel Empire's grain transport team was right behind them?

Sanita immediately dismissed Rusalka's speculation: "That's impossible. Alice City is currently the most populated area by Archmages, and their tunneling through it is a surprise attack in itself. If they want to play a protracted war, making the tunnel permanent so that the logistics troops can gradually catch up, then they must be prepared to face the great risk of the tunnel being destroyed by the Archmages' magic. A single mistake like that would be enough to ruin their plan and even put the entire army in danger. You can't treat those Fox commanders as fools."

(The events of Mingyue City have already shown us that, at least in terms of warfare, as believers in the God of War, they may be even more professional than we are. The risks you consider that could cause them trouble will only make them more prepared to deal with them.)

Rusalka looked through the telescope and saw that the enemy's camp was very quiet. There was indeed a depressing feeling as if a storm was about to come and the mountains were about to collapse.

But even for the Sunny Tower, facing such a huge gap in strength at this moment, coupled with racial issues, he couldn't even send out spies and couldn't get any intelligence at all. He had no better idea than to "wait and see".

At least time is on their side. The longer the other side drags it out, the better it will be for them.

Rusalka: (You said you'd have Cat disguise himself as an enemy and sneak in...)

Sanita: (I don't think the nine-tailed fox's intelligence is 5 anyway. What do you think? Of course, I have no objection. After all, it's your wife's life that's at stake.)

Rusalka: (Well, never mind. I can't bear to see Phoenix suffer a greater loss than just losing an ear.)

Sunita: (If you really love cats, could you please stop making these Phoenix jokes first?)

While they were chatting, the positions of the stars in the sky actually shifted.

But it was not yet night, so the image was not very clear, and even Sanita had not noticed such details - he was not an astronomer after all.

Chapter 315: Desperate Hunger Battlefield

Tonight, the stars are shining brightly, and the rest after the battle is the most comfortable. Now I find that it seems that a long rest does not require entering the space, just staying still. Rusalka, who can still speak a few words, closed her eyes and lay in this roofless tent with Phoenix.

Rusalka pointed her finger at the sky and said to Phoenix, "When I saw Natsume Soseki translate 'I love you' into 'The moon is beautiful tonight,' I thought I saw it. It was just some kind of Eastern subtlety. But you see, the sky really can reflect a person's mood. Look at those three stars over there. How romantic they are. Don't they look like me, you, and Hydra?"

Phoenix lay on the blanket with him, wagging her tail and looking in the direction of his finger. There were three stars in a line in the sky. They were inconspicuous on weekdays, but they were particularly shining tonight.

"Hmm? What is Hydra?" Phoenix frowned.

Rusalka immediately explained: "You are the one in the middle."

The crisis resolved, he continued, "I remember one day in Silver City when you weren't around and it was raining. At that moment, when I really wanted to tell you it was raining, I suddenly understood what it meant to say the moonlight was beautiful. It had nothing to do with subtlety, and was in fact the opposite of it. It was a very direct expression of love. You know, it's raining where I live."

Phoenix's ears swayed gently with her tail, and she made a comfortable purring sound while narrowing her eyes, waiting for Rusalka's next words.

Rushaka paused, and then her speech suddenly became very fast!

"The effect of rainy days is that the power of water-type skills is increased by 1.5, the power of fire-type skills and solar beam is halved, the HP recovery of photosynthesis, morning light, and moonlight is reduced, thunder and windstorms are guaranteed to hit, Pokémon with the Easy-Moist Ability have their speed doubled, Pokémon with the Rain Plate and Dry Skin Abilities recover HP every turn, and Pokémon with the Moist Body Ability have their abnormal status cleared! Hahahaha!"

Phoenix's tail, ears, and whirring sound all stopped abruptly. She narrowed her eyes and turned to look at Rusalka beside her.

You have to pay the moving tax. If you don't say something nice, she will collect another tax that will break Yu Yu's long rest!

Rusalka: (Lawyer, teach me how to say something nice that will make the client willingly pay you.)

Sunita: (Aren't you usually quite talkative? What's the matter? You've been stuck in abstractions for so long that you can't speak normally anymore? Also, if the three stars in the sky you mentioned were distributed according to Earth, they look a bit like the three great evil stars: Tanlang, Pojun, and Qisha. The fact that they're connected now is supposed to be a bad thing, but you, an illiterate person, call it romance.)

Just as Rusalka was racking her brains and emptying her vocabulary to say some cheesy love words to Phoenix, such as "Red beans can be made into red bean paste, potatoes can be made into mashed potatoes, but do you know what I can make? I can make I love paste", the smile on Sanita's face, who was looking up at the stars after being touched by Rusalka's words, suddenly disappeared.

If his eyes were not blurry, the positions of the three stars and the moon seemed to be getting closer and closer, and all of them were gradually moving towards the top of his head.

Very, very slowly, it's not noticeable unless you stare at it for ten minutes, but they are indeed moving at a speed that defies the rules.

Not only that, the half-moon belly has also become a little bit fatter.

Sani Tieta: (Something's not right, Brother Xiao. These three killer stars in the sky are moving, and the moon is getting bigger. The worst-case scenario is that they're probably planning some kind of ritual.)

He immediately contacted several other wizard towers and received replies quickly. About ten minutes later, several great wizards said that they had never heard of any ritual spells that could move the stars. As for the names of these three stars, they didn't even know them as well as Rusakado.

There were strange phenomena in the sky and earth, but there was no fluctuation of magical power. It was very strange. From the magical knowledge that the wizards had learned throughout their lives, they had never seen such strange phenomena that seemed to occur naturally in their lives.

"Magic of the Gods?"

There is this possibility, but several great wizards feel that this issue should not be discussed in this way. Because if it is really the magic of the Age of Gods, knowing the effect is more uncomfortable than not knowing it. In any case, it is impossible to crack it with the current level of technology. Otherwise, how can it be called the magic of the Age of Gods?

In this situation, it is impossible to be sure whether the enemy really wants to launch a night attack. If all the troops are on standby, precious night rest time may be wasted. Moreover, even if you know that the enemy is preparing for a certain ceremony, if you don't have a countermeasure to crack it, notifying them in advance will only affect morale in vain.

Therefore, Rusalka could only inform those around her and have them prepare in advance. It was better for the ordinary soldiers not to know. Sanitieta also felt that this magic should not be a damaging magic. Otherwise, why would the El Empire bring so many troops? It couldn't be just to attract more spectators to liven up the atmosphere.

This wait lasted eight hours. After Rusalka finished her long rest, she opened her eyes and looked at the round moon in the sky, which was surrounded by three stars in a triangle. "Why is it still dark?"

At this point, even ordinary people could see that something was wrong. This world did not have four seasons with longer days and shorter nights, or shorter days and longer nights. This was because it was not an elliptical earth that rotated around the sun and tilted, so the day and night were of constant length. Now, eight hours had passed, the roosters had crowed, but the sky was still dark.

The half moon has now turned into a big, round full moon hanging in the sky.

Kyuubi Tamamo stood on a high platform covered with various blood-colored runes, surrounded by nearly a hundred Fox priestesses.

"It's almost time. The preliminary preparations are complete. Let's get started."

She held a black pole in her hand and waved it in the wind. The fox witches chanted something and raised their hands high.

"Three hundred thousand dead souls offered as sacrifice."

The flesh and blood stairs in front of Alice City slowly melted away, and a large amount of red mist flew towards the platform, instantly enveloping the entire Alice City in red mist, creating a very spectacular scene.

"Three hundred thousand soldiers are starving."

The red mist swirled around the platform and then flew into the army of ratmen below. Their bodies continued to swell and turn red, their muscles swelled, and their size became more than one and a half times larger than before. They began to roar in pain and frantically used their claws to dig up the soil and stuff it into their stomachs.

"Three hundred thousand enemies turned into a feast."

The red mist flew into Alice City unhindered. Even if they held their breath, it was useless as it continued to seep into the soldiers' bodies through their skin.

They were very panicked at first, but after a brief panic, they felt that there seemed to be no changes in their bodies, so they breathed a sigh of relief.