Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times (Doomsday Strongest Cards Supplier)

The battlefield is so thrilling...

He really wanted... really wanted to go back!

"The seventh shot..."

"The eighth shot..."

"ninth……"

"tenth……"

"A full...a total of ten shells..."

"Dead... dead, all dead, dead clean!"

Brewer, the third-class God General of the Supreme Saint Realm of the Protoss, opened his mouth and closed it again.

When they moved to the battle, tens of thousands of god warriors rushed over, but they hadn't arrived at the scheduled location, and they hadn't fought the enemy with real swords and guns, and now it's like this.

The elite of tens of thousands of gods lost 90%...

Now there are only a thousand remnants left...

A sense of desperation can't help but sweep...

"Master Brewer, we... shall we continue to charge?"

Next to him, the protoss soldier looked at the figure of the giant cannon, and couldn't help but feel a little timid. While talking, his lips also pursed, and his mentality fluttered to the extreme.

As for the other ones that are there or not, naturally I can't say it.

Numbness invades the whole body.

Just shit, nothing.

"Continue to charge?"

"Heh...heh..."

"The order we received was to destroy the giant cannon, to kill these people in front of us..."

"Even if there is only one soldier left, we must carry out the order!"

"This is why we exist!"

"No retreat! Absolutely no retreat!"

"Fight! Continue to fight! Bloody battle to the end! Bloody battle to the end!"

"It's not too scary..."

"Although the giant cannon is powerful, it basically doesn't have much lethality against warriors above the middle-level holy state..."

"Of the more than a thousand of us who survived now, almost one or two hundred people are the existence of the Holy One."

"Seize the opportunity..."

"Even with our one or two hundred saints, we will definitely be able to accomplish things!"

"After all, there are not many people on the other side..."

"There are only a hundred people on the other side at most..."

"rush!"

"Continue to rush..."

"After paying such a heavy price, just go back like this? No! This is absolutely not possible!"

"Our Protoss suffered too much damage in this battle..."

"But no matter how much damage occurs, we must persevere... persevere! Fight!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The roaring sound followed, and Brewer, the third-class God General of the Supreme Saint Realm of the Protoss, took the lead, and the endless arrogance rushed all over his body, thinking to himself, and the radiance in his eyes increased.

Thinking to the extreme, eager heart, excited hands...

"Follow God General Bruel! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Come on..."

...

The shouts gradually increased, and the remaining one thousand soldiers of the Protoss marched forward bravely, trying their best to attack in an all-round way...

The sounds of killing gathered together, giving people a sense of mental crushing.

Feel it a little bit, the facial expression changes to the extreme!

There is no room for negotiation in this battle!

This is a battle to the death!

The casualties were extreme, but they didn't know how to be afraid.

Fang Fan stood in front of the god-killing cannon, looked at the forward-looking soldiers of the god clan, and nodded silently.

No matter when and where, warriors are worthy of respect.

"But since you want to kill my people and destroy my cannon, then I can only kill you in advance..."

"This is the path you chose..."

"Everyone get ready!"

"bloody battle!"

When Fang Fan gave the order, his tone seemed unquestionable.

"Um?"

"bloody battle?"

"Boy Fang Fan, you... are you really drifting?"

"On the opposite side...Although the opposite side has been bombed for several rounds, but...but there are at least a thousand people..."

"The ones who survived the aftermath of the bombing are all the elite of the Protoss, and there are quite a few of them who are strong in the Holy Realm..."

"This... In this case, you're going to mess with me like this..."

"Good guy... you are really drifting..."

"Boy Fang Fan, can you stop being so profligate..."

"How dangerous it is, don't you know?"

"The leader of the Protoss army is the Supreme Holy One, right? On the same level as our master..."

"Among our group, the strongest is your pet keel whale..."

"That's only the middle-level Saint Venerable Realm..."

"Run... run away..."

"Fang Fan boy, really, don't waste time..."

"It's really going to happen..."

"Good guy, I've talked to you so much, did you hear me clearly? Why didn't you react at all..."

"My brain is about to burst..."

"Boy Fang Fan..."

Bai Piao couldn't help jumping up and down and began to dissuade him.

When is this, do you still want to wave?

Can't hold it!

"Relax..."

"It's fine……"

"Why are you so nervous..."

Fang Fan glanced at Bai Piao, this guy couldn't sit still...

Fang Fan took a cursory look. In fact, the most difficult to deal with in the crowd was the more than one hundred gods...

As for those ordinary Sanctuary Protoss cultivators, Fang Fan really didn't pay attention to them.

To a certain extent, it would be fine to just suppress it directly, and there is nothing to be nervous about. Nine of the top ten legions under Fang Fan's command are eight-star peak sanctuary realm legions, so naturally he is not afraid of this.

The key lies in how to fight against more than a hundred gods...

"Most of them are officers at the rank of squadron leader. Among the last survivors, there are about a hundred of the low-level saints..."

"The mid-level saint has a twenty or thirty..."

"Seven or eight high-ranking saints..."

"Extreme Holy Venerable... um... one..."

"Ah……"

"Relying on the current top ten legions, it is indeed more difficult..."

"But if you choose another way, it will be different."

Fang Fan's eyeballs rolled around, thinking to himself, the sparkle in his eyes increased.

The fun in it can't help but increase.

When they flew to an appropriate distance, Fang Fan's thoughts moved slightly...

"Golden Armored Puppet..."

"war!"

Fang Fan snorted secretly, and then a man in black robes flew over from the sky.

The golden armored puppet has always appeared in this image.

Generally speaking, Fang Fan rarely summoned golden armored puppets.

Although this is a quasi-demigod puppet with strong combat power, it also consumes a lot of energy. It consumes 10,000 high-grade star cores for a minute, who can stand it?

When the golden armored puppet appeared in a black robe, everyone's eyes lit up.

"here we go again……"

"This...isn't this the mysterious quasi-demigod who appeared in front of Guangming Academy before?"

"this……"

"Who is this mysterious strong man? Who called him out? Why does he appear every time it's critical..."

"It seems to be helping us on purpose..."

"Is this our patron saint?"

Guisha frowned, thinking to himself, he felt a little strange, and couldn't help but have a lot of doubts in his heart...

Zuo Qiuyao licked his lips, and looked at Fang Fan from time to time, but he was not sure...