A different world game? A different world game!

Chapter 493 Kill them!

"Hold on, stop these damn things!"

General Rat jumped up and down and kept shouting.

However, there were no normal defensive facilities on their defense line, as they had been severely damaged by the siege equipment of the Night Watch.

The rats could only rely on their exaggerated numbers to use their bodies to plug these gaps and resist the attacks of the Night Watch.

But the problem is that the morale of the Night's Watch has reached its peak.

We must take down this defense in one fell swoop.

"What should I do? What should I do now?" General Rat was panicked. Everything was going well before.

Following the prisoners forward will definitely give you a big advantage.

Who knew that a sudden surging sea of blood would stop all this, and those legendary warriors who were used for defense were blocked one by one by the opponent's legendary warriors.

The black-robed believers watched this scene.

He shook his head slightly, not surprised by the result. He said regretfully, "It didn't work, and it only emboldened the enemy. The leader of the Night's Watch...his use of the Founding Stone is far beyond that of ordinary people."

Anyway, this is at least some information about Kana.

Thinking of this, he turned to look at the commander of this group of rats in this place.

"I have one last solution. Do you want to try it? Judging by your rat habits, if you fail this time, you two will definitely not survive.

Why not take another gamble? If we can kill the enemy leader, hehe, maybe there's still one last chance."

……

"The guy who hid his head turned to the enemy. What a coward."

The red snake waved its staff, and the sun scorched the sky.

The entire area became distorted by the extremely high temperature, and some trees on the show even burned without fire.

The legends were naturally aware of each other's power, so they tried their best to avoid the main battlefield.

But even so, even on the main battlefield far away, the temperature could still be felt getting hotter.

But in the tense battle, this kind of heat made the battle even more crazy.

The red snake looked at the other party, looking at the other party's spell of dark shadows, including its own existence which was made up of black shadows.

There are countless legends in the world. Even if you haven't seen one, you have heard of them more or less, not to mention that the other party is also a legendary powerhouse of the magic profession.

The legendary masters of the magic profession communicate with each other frequently, and the strength of the other party is so obvious.

Although the real person has not appeared, this is tantamount to covering one's ears and stealing the bell.

"To the evil god? Humph, they're not worthy. I simply need their power and channels to leave here. You should know that the world binds us.

Forcing us to face impending destruction."

The black shadow in front spoke while fighting the red snake.

He knew that the red snake was just trying to hold him back, so he slowed down the frequency of his attacks.

The red snake also knew that even if it eliminated the black shadow in front of it, it would not cause any harm to its body.

It is enough to ensure that the opponent's strength and will must be concentrated here. Holding back a legendary fighter is her limit.

After all, according to the standards of the Night's Watch, her level was only level 11, while the original user of this black shadow was level 13.

Using the presence of a black shadow to participate in the battle is a sign of giving without putting in any effort.

“You haven’t reached my stage yet. I have come all the way to this point in 543 years, and I have seen and defeated countless powerful enemies.

But when I knew what we were facing, when I witnessed the horror with my own eyes, resistance was useless."

The shadow shook his head and spoke.

He didn't want to drag the red snake in front of him to fall to the evil god, but just wanted to tell the beings of the same level what he saw.

"So what? I've been through nearly a hundred years of useless meetings. A coward is still a coward even if he becomes a legend.

Faced with the choice between life and death, even legends are no different from mortals. Now, like those mortals, I will take action instead of just talking about it. "

Red Snake said with a serious expression.

Ever since Twin Snake City had escaped its predicament, she had been thinking, discussing it with her sisters, and observing it with her own eyes. She had only come to one conclusion.

Action speaks louder than empty talk.

And before that they had been just talking.

"You are right. I have come this far after going through so much hardship. It is not the world's credit, but He wants me to die with Him.

How is that possible? What I need is freedom, not bondage. I want to leave here alive.

If you show a better option, I will not hesitate to side with you."

After all, conspiring with the evil god is like trying to get the skin of a tiger.

If you are not careful, you may fall into their trap and become a puppet in their hands.

It's just that there are people like him who are more decadent in their hearts, who understand better what kind of horrible existence they are facing and feel that hope is slim.

……

On the defensive line.

The black-robed believer looked at the ceremony before him and smiled.

"My great enemy, this is just a small parting gift. I hope you enjoy it."

Amidst loud laughter, he turned into black mist and disappeared.

Of the four gods' followers, only the bloody demon follower personally went to the battlefield.

The other three believers had long since disappeared; they were in no mood to fight for the mice's safety.

At this time, the Blood God's followers were already fighting with Lelia. Sometimes you have to admit that Lelia was always able to attract the Blood God's followers to fight with her on the battlefield.

Maybe there is no possibility of becoming a follower of the Blood God this time, but there is a chance to kill those believers.

This is also a kind of fate.

The tower master and a level 12 demon were chasing each other madly around the battlefield.

They rushed around recklessly, and all the rats that blocked the way were turned into minced meat.

"What the hell are you, bastard?" The demon loudly questioned the tower master who was chasing him while running away.

He felt that he was very unlucky. Although he was a demon from the abyss, the problem was that he was not a demon under the command of the Blood God at all, but just a wandering legendary demon.

Sometimes summoning the demons under the Blood God would not get a response, after all, these creatures were either fighting or on their way to fight.

But if a legendary demon is willing, he can descend through such a channel. After all, not every demon can be invited into the descending ceremony by name.

It was not like this that he had descended before, and each time he had obtained valuable souls.

Although the demons are chaotic, not every demon desires to fight. Different demons desire different things.

However, this time he had a setback and was in dire straits.

This damn human behind him, this damn hybrid with mixed blood of demon and human, was actually able to hurt his soul directly through the body he descended into.

Because this damn half-demon can actually use the power from chaos perfectly with such a mixed body.

Moreover, he became a legend through such power and has not been contaminated by the abyss. He actually encountered such a rare existence and became his enemy.

What the hell is the difference between this and facing a demon of the same level in the abyss? Instead, I've trapped myself in the body of the descendant.

If the devil wants to come, he has to pay a certain price. As a result, he got nothing this time, and decades of hard work were wasted at this moment.

Although demons have no concept of lifespan, there is no such thing as dying of old age.

But time does exist.

"Don't let me see you in the abyss, you half-blooded bastard."

The demon cursed loudly, gritted his teeth, and reluctantly gave up the body that had descended, returning to the abyss empty-handed.

On the way back, you have to pay a tax to the damn Blood God.

Shit blood god.

Of course, he only dared to say this in his heart.

(End of this chapter)