Survival Game For All: I'm Playing A God

The galloping sound that had been silent in memory resounded on the grassland again, just like a broken war drum, making the man's eyes straighten!

"Go! Go!"

In the vast smoke and dust, the eyes of those black teams shone with red light of hunger, thirst and cruelty.

"grandfather?"

The two children who couldn't see the distant scene were puzzled, but they were pushed onto the wind-walking horse abruptly by Wei Wei.

"Let's go! Go straight back to the City of Revelation!"

With a slap on the horse, the psychic Windwalker raised his hooves and sprinted with all his might!

"grandfather..."

The panicked children had never seen that kind of expression on the face of the old man. They turned their heads on horseback in panic, but they could only see the old man standing in a daze among the fields...

"It's all eighth step..."

The old man looked at the approaching team, his lips trembling slightly...

Unlike the new generation in the clan, who has a superior environment...he is aging, but his strength is only at the eighth level now...

Those troops surrounded by black aura, as if they came from the abyss of purgatory, shone with a terrifying aura!

"Morrowind...but where did they get so many strong men!"

Puzzled, he sprinted on his horse and turned his head slightly solemnly, only to find that the speed of these terrifying teams was far faster than the wind that the children were riding!

"No, I have to delay..."

Taking out the lance that had been mounted on the horse all year round, the old man's eyes lit up with anger.

These years, the Xuan Clan has never had any conflicts with Chenfeng, but why is this country suddenly attacking the Xuan Clan with all its might? ? ?

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"It seems to be going well..."

Safely crossed most of the grassland, and has not encountered any obstacles at this point, presumably Lord Ater's order should be best executed...

The man in the middle army looked at the map and nodded slightly.

"It has been confirmed that those two guys were taken in by the Xuan Clan?"

"There's nothing wrong with that."

Asked by the warlord beside him, the man nodded.

"They may even have more than one fragment in their hands... This was discovered by Master Atel himself."

"Hmph...Since that's the case, it's not in vain to dispatch so many special envoys this time."

This time, Atel deliberately sent a large army to suppress the border, and even arranged dozens of eighth-level special envoys as advances! There is no impenetrable city!

"Report!!! The advance army found someone blocking the way!"

"what?"

 …

"laugh..."

The arrow left the body, bringing out a column of blood!

"Humph..."

With a slightly sullen face, he looked back at the troops behind him who were as hard to shake off as a gangrene, and the determination in his heart began to spread with anger...

"What? Did you stop running?"

The old man in front of him was unarmored, with a horse and a gun empty. The leader of the advance team smiled and put down the longbow in his hand, looking at the old man in front of him like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.

This veteran who has served in the military at first glance, his strength is not bad, the peak of the eighth rank, probably approaching the ninth rank.

It's a pity that this level of strength is simply not enough in front of dozens of eighth-order peaks!

"Didn't it mean that the guys from the Xuan clan are better than each other? You should be ready to die for standing in front of us like this, right?"

Like a cat playing with a mouse, instead of rushing forward, the advance team mockingly watched the old man who tried to lead them away by himself.

"This distance is not enough..."

The old man's white beard is fluttering in the wind... His eyes are like an ancient well, so peaceful that it is chilling...

"What? Speak louder? I didn't cum in the lungs."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

All the members who got the strength from Master Arter and joined the advance team came here for the first meritorious service!

A mere veteran still wants to stop them? What an idiot!

"Morrowind people...where do people go after death?"

"Um?"

The rickety old man in front of him looked indifferent, and gradually tied his lance and right arm to death...

It seemed that something was wrong... The leading man felt a chill in his heart.

"My gods and ancestors are watching me from the land of souls...and for whom are you standing on this battlefield?"

A golden spot of light floated on the old man's body... The more solid the golden radiance became, the paler the old man's complexion...

He stands at the forefront of his tribe.

The patriarch who persuaded him to spare his life has passed away.

Now, since we are fighting for the homeland of the first birth, there is no need to hold back...

"You shouldn't have pushed me to this point..."

Entrusting the last trace of concern to her two dear grandsons, Wei, completely gave up the possibility of surviving.

He will this life.

Give it back to those two children, as well as the unprepared Xuanzu...

"Do it!"

The man who had sensed something was wrong roared furiously, urging his comrades to step forward frantically!

However, they don't know.

The Xuan family who wanted to live, and the Xuan family who wanted to die.

It's two kinds of fighters...

There was a sudden dizziness in front of his eyes... The leader of the villain couldn't even recover, he saw a headless corpse...

one left.

It was completely covered by golden armor.

Going to die veterans!

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The galloping horses made a scarlet bloody path in the black ranks! That golden figure went straight to the middle camp!

"what?!"

Standing on the chariot of the army in the ranks, Morrowind Warlord looked up and saw the golden monster!

Atel's envoy is even vulnerable to that golden guy! Touch it and it will disperse!

"This... Overseer!!!"

"Hmph, I know."

A strange man covered in a black robe grimaced, cruelly looking at the old guy who went deep into the battle...

"The old guy who relies on the forbidden technique...isn't surprising."

A black shadow flashed, and the man in black rushed a thousand meters! Came directly in front of Wei!

"Old man, how long can you last?"

The vicious long sword pierced out coldly, directly hitting the old man's ribs and heart!

"Ninth level..."

The lance covered in golden light swung forward! Directly smash the poisoned long sword into pieces!

"Um?!"

With a terrified expression on his face, the man in black galloped back, avoiding the first blow!

"Ninth-order spirit weapon?!"

What kind of freaks are this Xuan Clan! Why can a mere veteran hold a weapon of this level!

"Want to go?"

He glanced contemptuously at the man in black robe who was fighting on foot, and slightly raised his hand.

The golden edge flashed at the tip of the gun! The sharp golden light is like a sharp blade that opens up the world! Divide this vast army into two!

"Old guy... you really don't want your life! Do you really want to end here?!"

The whole person was cut off along the waist! Afraid of the strength of the opponent's weapon, the black-robed man squeezed his body together strangely, with a panicked tone!

"Only by letting you all be buried here can we completely cut off the ambiguity that Chenfeng shouldn't have..."

Golden cracks appeared on the old man's face... and they continued to spread and expand!

but.

The soldier's eyes.

But never flinched half a point back...

"The old man is already ready to die..."

"From the moment I followed the patriarch decades ago."

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