Chapter 3 In the Name of Preservation

All the Silver Mane Iron Guards who were enchanted by Lin Qiye felt the changes in the equipment and weapons they were wearing.

Their originally surging fighting spirit surged even more at this moment.

Facing those world-breaking monsters that were twice as tall as themselves, they rushed forward fearlessly.

As soon as they fought, the Silver Mane Iron Guards were surprised to find that something seemed to be wrong.

"Why are these world-breaking monsters so weak?"

"They can't even attack my defensive armor?"

"Why did this world-breaking monster be smashed to pieces like paper when I swung my axe."

"I can feel that there is a constant flow of power in my body!"

"My speed, the speed at which I run, even surpasses the wind and snow, surpasses the wind!"

As the exclamations of the Silver Mane Iron Guards rang out,

everyone tacitly thought of a person's name in their minds - Lin Qiye!

The Star Envoy chosen by the Protector Star God, the one who revived and saved the fate of the entire Yalilo! He really did it!

Under Lin Qiye's enchantment, each Silver Mane Iron Guard was made into an absolute god of war. They kept fighting on the battlefield, and the corpses of the world-breaking monsters were everywhere.

Looking around, countless world-breaking monsters were still rushing here.

They seemed endless.

Even the god of war would eventually run out of strength.

These Silver Mane Iron Guards didn't know how long they could hold on. They only knew that they had to kill until they could no longer see an enemy in front of them! Before that, their hands wielding swords and axes could not stop!

One, two, three...

Ten, twenty, thirty...

One hundred, one thousand, ten thousand...

The entire vast ice field has now become a devastated Shura field!

The originally snow-white ice field was plowed with countless cracks, and blood flowed in these cracks, stained with a bright red.

Among the countless corpses of world-breaking monsters, only a dozen Silver Mane Iron Guards were still fighting. Their consciousness was numb, and only the instinct to fight continued.

Even if Lin Qiye enchanted weapons and armor, the people wearing armor and weapons were still just ordinary people.

They have persisted long enough!

But why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?

If there are no reinforcements, what should we do?

Lin Qiye looked at the last dozen or so Silver Mane Iron Guards. Originally a team of thirty people, now only less than half of them are left.

More companions who had briefly met had fallen in the white snowfield and were buried deep here.

Even equipment with a defense value of thousands or tens of thousands, worn down bit by bit, broke into the most sparse residue.

The number of the rift monsters seemed to have no end and limit, which made people despair.

Lin Qiye subconsciously wanted to retreat.

For some reason, his mind emerged with the scene of fighting with the great guardian Cocolia in front of the creation engine.

In his memory, countless city builders gave their all to protect Yalilo.

For a traverser, being able to stand here, like a real silver-maned iron guard, guarding Beloberg behind them.

That is the last pure land for all the Yalilo people.

The abyss will eventually erode everything, including Beloberg, but it will definitely not be today!

Lin Qiye's eyes fell on his hands.

It is these hands that have powerful golden fingers of traversal, a god-level enchanter! The object of enchantment is everything in the world, does that mean that I can also be "enchanted"?

If I enchant myself, can I stop the monster of the world?

Once this idea grows in Lin Qiye's mind, it will be difficult to eliminate.

He subconsciously pressed his hand gently on his body, and a faint white light was slowly blooming between his palms.

At the same time, a system prompt sound suddenly sounded in Lin Qiye's ears:

[Warning! Warning! Detected that the host is about to enchant a living body! ]

[Living enchantment is the most taboo method of enchanter, it will have an inestimable high risk! 】

[Host, please consider whether to continue with the living enchantment! 】

[Host, please consider whether to continue with the living enchantment! 】

The warning sound of the system kept echoing in Lin Qiye's ears.

Living enchantment will bring unpredictable risks, but,

In front of Lin Qiye, another Silver Mane Iron Guard fell.

Densely packed world-shattering monsters were still rushing here. Not far in front of him, a world-shattering monster roared and opened its huge mouth, and transparent saliva splashed on Lin Qiye's face.

It pounced on Lin Qiye.

It was another Silver Mane Iron Guard who pounced and pushed it away.

This Silver Mane Iron Guard himself was also rolled into the vast tide of world-shattering monsters and disappeared completely!

The captain of the Silver Mane Iron Guard was holding two knives and axes at this time. The dancing knives and axes seemed to form two deadly meat grinders in front of him, harvesting the lives of countless world-shattering monsters.

The cast iron mask on his head had completely cracked.

Revealing the face of a middle-aged man with vicissitudes of life.

He turned his head subconsciously and caught a glimpse of Lin Qiye who was also looking at him.

The captain of the Silver Mane Iron Guard smiled bitterly, opened his mouth, and a hoarse voice came out of his mouth.

"Lord God's Envoy, go!"

"You have done enough for us. Beloberg needs you, go!"

"Go, Lord God's Messenger, don't die here for us, it's not worth it!"

Voices and figures overlapped in front of Lin Qiye's ears.

He was there, watching these silver-maned iron guards, and feeling their will to fight, Lin Qiye took a deep breath.

"Go? No!"

Lin Qiye roared, as if he had made up his mind, and pressed his hands on himself completely!

The next second, his whole body, with a scorching white light, rushed into the sky, dispersing the heavy clouds above his head.

He shouted out the words he wanted to shout the most-

"In the name of preservation!"

I don't know if it was Lin Qiye's illusion.

When he shouted this sentence, in his trance, he seemed to see a tall figure holding a violin case falling from the sky in the high sky.

A young but firm voice echoed in the air.

It was the same sentence repeated.

"In the name of preservation!