Survival Game For All: I'm Playing A God

"Why do you have to go this far?"

As Lone Star... no, Iron Legend.

Ling Feng, or other old people who have earned the title of 'Legend'.

Their names have never been taken seriously by the royal family.

The lone star ruled by iron and blood, everything is nothing but the property of the royal family.

Even the honor given to many legends for fighting against the demons - in the end, it's just something they can take back if they want to.

Whether it's rebuilding the academy, fighting against the demons, or sticking to the forefront of the abyss.

Lone Star and the people here have always fought alone, as for Iron Blood?

The royal family has never paid much attention to this place, and in their eyes, Lone Star is just a tool to check and balance or rule one side.

From the moment the royal family disregarded the facts and forcibly seized Lone Star's loot as a royal reward "alms" to other main cities, Xuan Sheng understood that Iron Blood had no value in existence anymore.

That so-called empire is of no help or support value.

Perhaps it is the right way to destroy such useless things as soon as possible.

"It's useless to talk too much."

Iron Blood may not be what it used to be, but Ling Feng will stick to his promise until his last breath!

Even if the current situation changes, the legends who have completely let go of everything and become confrontation machines will not be easily changed in their beliefs.

The circling storm gradually gathered around the old man! The twisted air condenses sharp blades one after another!

[Ling Feng Legendary Archmage Lv.92 (strength equal to lord level) ]

An obscure incantation rang out from the old man's mouth, and twisted waves galloped forward, setting off bursts of sound waves!

Invisible killing moves are attacking the city! Crush all obstacles that stand in your way little by little!

"Ding..."

The golden light symbolizing arrogance flashed, and Xuan Sheng's figure didn't take even half a step back because of the powerful impact!

"...You are already old, and you don't need to work for iron and blood like you used to. Can you see that this huge empire still has half of its successors?"

There was no abnormality on his face, only one-fifth of the blood bar had dropped. Xuan Sheng stood still, still speaking out to persuade.

But the old man, who was deaf, gritted his teeth, and the staff in his hand burst into pale starlight!

Under the huge consumption of mana! The soldiers formed by the violent wind assembled a powerful army in front of the old man!

"What have you grown up to be...let me see."

The pale beard trembled slightly, and Ling Feng thought that he had never underestimated the young man with great potential in front of him.

but...

When this demon god really becomes an opponent, stand on his opposite side!

He suddenly realized that all the previous estimates were a little too contemptuous for this terrifying man!

He has completely become the terrifying master of the demon clan! ! !

"Ding ding ding ding..."

Standing proudly in the gust of wind, even though the wind pawn's attack rained down, Xuan Sheng didn't dodge or evade, and didn't even need to respond to raising his hand!

The attack that landed on him seemed to be trapped in a golden vortex, and could only create a few boundless ripples on his illusory body surface!

It can't even cause any visible damage!

"You can't beat me."

If the person stationed in the Lone Star is the legend of the former soldier, maybe Xuan Sheng needs to pay more attention.

But after Godhead has been repaired seven times. The power that only strengthened toward the survival side... made Xuan Sheng almost "undefeated".

[Arrogance] and [Laziness] allow him to survive any indiscriminate bombardment!

The blood damage that moves every second on the blood bar completely cancels out the recovery brought by [Laziness].

He could stand here and let Ling Feng use spells to wash his face countless times, but the mana of that old man would run out sooner or later.

"..."

Controlling the wind pawn, the massive consumption of mana made the face of the old man, who was already deeply injured, even paler.

But the demon god standing proudly on the top of the city! From the beginning to the end, he didn't move even half a point!

The powerless hands gradually began to tremble uncontrollably, and his body supported until the last moment, Li Feng almost burned his own life to insist on his useless spell!

"Fei Yu has already died once, do you want the other soldiers who fought for Lone Star to die as well? Just for your own loyalty?"

The old man in front of him was almost exhausted, and Xuan Sheng grabbed Ling Feng's staff in one hand in a blink of an eye.

"I don't mind rebuilding here again, saving all the soldiers after dying once."

"But what about Iron Blood?"

"Aren't there few legends who died in the struggle? Do you still want to witness more compatriots die in unnecessary wars—just for your personal 'persistence'?"

"you..."

There were a few traces of blood red in the paleness, and the old man's face was congested with anger!

"enough!"

"You can continue to be your 'hero'. If you think that taking the lone star to death is the right way, then I have nothing to say."

If Ling Feng died, then the other legendary elders who were half buried in the ground would probably not live alone either.

This old man who symbolizes Lone Star's past cannot fall.

Not even if he wanted to.

"What do you mean?"

A bit of compromise was heard in the words of the Demon God, and the old man's eyes widened a bit.

"I'm a member of the Demon Clan—but also a member of the Lone Star."

"Change your position...everything can be reversed."

The whispers of the demon god mixed with the magic power from Lilith completely shattered the persistence in Legend's heart...

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"Your Majesty, you are a little too friendly to humans..."

He wanted to fight bloody to the end, to let out the anger in the prison, but Satan didn't make a move, and the war ended with the surrender of Lone Star.

Although this is really a good thing for the demons...it can reduce the battle damage, so they can win the most difficult lone star.

But so many years of anger in the abyss! How to vent now?

"I just want to keep Lone Star, but I never said I want to protect other iron-blooded cities..."

Leading the demons into this completely released main city, what Xuan Sheng cares about is not here at all.

The ones who really benefited from expelling the demons were those princes and nobles who were far away from Lone Star.

Guys who stick to the front line.

On the contrary, they are suffering people like the demons.

"If you really want revenge... go find those who need to pay for the blood debt."

Iron-blooded Wangcheng, and those who benefit from it...

"What are you going to do?"

The old man, whose body was on the verge of collapse, staggered forward. The staff, which once represented the pinnacle of magic, has now become the aid for the old man to walk... no different from the usual crutches.

"Where's the mayor?"

Smiling disdainfully, even though Xuan Sheng already knew the answer, he still asked.

"...Ran away."

Closing his eyes in pain, Ling Feng felt desolate in his heart...

their contribution.

After all, it was not recognized by anyone...

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