The Age of Global Gods: from Demigods to Dominators of Crystal Walls

　　"Even if humans evolve, it won't work."

　　Sun Tun sighed, there was not much fighting intent in his eyes, only endless emotion.

　　Because the ability he uses now has already surpassed the level of the first and second high school since 14, and has reached the stage of the third year of high school.

　　But now even the confrontation stage and the stalemate stage have not appeared, and they have gradually entered the stage of defeat.

　　In general, he, the vice-principal, was quite helpless and sad.

　　"This is the potential of this kid Zhao Sheng."

　　Sun Tun and Qian Hengliang looked at each other.

　　The eyes are very complicated.

　　He also sighed unanimously: "It's a monster."

　　……

　　In Zhao Sheng's Divine Realm, the fighting on the battlefield continued.

　　And join the battle with the wild bears.

　　The situation is getting worse!

　　"kill--!!!"

　　With that cry.

　　There is also the harsh sound of the flying axes whistling and tearing apart the air.

　　The sand lizard warriors in the front row were in a panic and panic, and the barbarian halberds broke into them.

　　The heavy and sharp halberd also looked like a long spear held flat at this time.

　　"For Savaslow! For the god of winter!"

　　"This is the battle of God's glory!"

　　Then he was pinched by the wild bear under his arm, and he clenched his hands and pushed him into the formation.

　　The sand lizards holding the machete had no way to stop them.

　　Even the small round shield that raised his left arm.

　　But this little shield.

　　How can it resist the jab of a spear-like long-barreled weapon? !

　　Therefore, in a short period of time, the sand lizard warriors in the front row were stabbed to the ground by the barbarian halberd warriors.

　　Even these wild bears with enough strength are still there, pushing these sand lizard warriors back.

　　"Goblins rush! Goblins rush for me too! For Savaslow!"

　　"Go! For the god of winter! Go! Go!"

　　"Grab the fruits of victory! Grab the war exploits!"

　　On the left and right sides, the goblin slave spear throwers who had been ignored by anyone.

　　At this time, they were all clamoring for excitement.

　　Even after throwing the spear.

　　At this time, they all pulled out the daggers around their waists and shouted happily.

　　Perhaps in a tough battle, there is no way to trust these unreliable goblin slaves.

　　But fight such a smooth rout.

　　Goblins are great too!

　　"Whoosh whoosh—"

　　"Whoosh whoosh—"

　　"Whoosh whoosh-"

　　So there were spear-throwing ones, and at this time, they all moved forward, throwing their spears.

　　Throwing in a state of excitement is a lot more accurate.

　　Compared to the previous random throwing forward.

　　It's just like making up the numbers, which is a world of difference.

　　And this, for a while, actually caused an extremely effective blow to the two wings of the sand lizard warriors!

　　"Desert Spirits! Sand Lizard Archers! All come back and join the fight!"

　　"If you dare to escape, kill them all!"

　　"This is the order of the desert king!"

　　"For the god of the great web of deserts and towers!"

　　For a while, the battlefield situation was all facing the danger of being squeezed and collapsed.

　　Those Rakshasa Lions finally couldn't stand at this time.

　　500 Rakshasa lions armed with machetes.

　　lion-like legs.

　　"Bam—"

　　He jumped directly from a height of more than ten meters and came to more than thirty meters away.

　　A number of heavy scimitars with a lot of cold light were pulled out of their sheaths and slashed through the desert spirits and sand lizard archers who were still fleeing.

　　With the blood splashing, the heads were cut off without any hindrance.

　　The faces of the already majestic lions of these Rakshasa lions.

　　Brings a more terrifying deterrent.

　　"go back!"

　　It was roaring like a lion.

　　It even resounded through the edge of this frozen soil, shocking those desert spirits and sand lizard archers who were still trying to escape.

　　You must know that the Rakshasa Lions live at the top of the tower, the cronies of those desert kings.

　　The status is far from comparable to the sand lizards in the oasis settlement.

　　"Let's go back! Let's go back!"

　　"We obey the desert king!"

　　Forty or fifty people were beheaded by those Rakshasa Lions.

　　Then, these low-level desert spirits and sand lizard archers suddenly recovered in fear.

　　Although facing the overwhelming hail just now, the terrifying heavenly might was terrifying.

　　You can go back to the desert to face the torment of the desert king.

　　Make them even more afraid!

　　So much so that now a little blood is aroused in despair.

　　Of course, this bloody nature did not dare to show to these Rakshasa lions, but to those goblins.

　　Those goblins with throwing spears, or at most a short sword.

　　It looks quite bullying!

　　Everyone is a Tier [-] and Tier [-] cannon fodder.

　　Then, under pressure and bloody stimulation, of course it will explode!

　　"Whoosh whoo—" "Whoosh whoosh—" "Whoosh whoosh—"

　　The sand lizard archers started shooting.

　　The limp short bow pulls.

　　Although the range will not exceed [-] meters, it is no problem to shoot [-] to [-] meters.

　　What's more, those goblins are only wearing leather clothes, not leather armor that can provide effective defense at all.

　　Therefore, in the face of the arrows of these sand lizard archers, it is destined to suffer heavy casualties!

　　"Go! Go! Go! Go!"

　　"Spirits have nothing to fear!"

　　"For the desert king!"

　　And just when the arrow rains began to cover the goblins.

　　These desert spirits also held up their short spears and started charging with their short legs.

　　For a while, the goblins were caught off guard.

　　No way after all.

　　Even if they were hit hard and fled, there were still quite a few of these desert spirits and sand lizard archers left.

　　One thousand three or four hundred desert spirits and six or seven hundred sand lizard archers.

　　Face off against a total of more than [-] goblins on both sides.

　　The scene is messy.

　　but.

　　Even in a short while, they fought to the death.

　　Except that the battle is not very intense, both sides are tied, only when the feathered arrow and the throwing spear can actually cause damage.

　　Those goblins and desert spirits who are in close contact with each other are rather cautious.

　　Or rather... timid enough.

　　Goblins and desert sprites.