Seven Gods Guardian: Gun King Mission

As the strong wind blew, the black smoke on the combined monster gradually dissipated, and the once majestic combined monster had now lost its vitality. Its huge body slowly fell down and landed heavily on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

What was even more shocking was that the monster's body began to split and disintegrate, and in the blink of an eye it turned into many smaller monsters.

However, these little monsters did not die. They seemed to be frightened and ran away in panic in all directions.

Seeing that the monsters had fled far away, the farmers present breathed a sigh of relief, but fear and fatigue still remained on everyone's face.

At this moment, the villager who had led the group walked quickly to Wang Zhan. His face was filled with gratitude as he bowed deeply and respectfully. He then said respectfully, "Thank you so much for your generous assistance. If you hadn't intervened in time, our small village would have been ravaged by monsters again. The consequences would have been disastrous. Thank you so much for saving us all!"

Seeing this, Wang Zhan quickly stretched out his broad hand and steadily supported the villager who was about to fall.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a kind and warm smile, and he waved his hand gently, as if it was just a trivial matter.

Then, he responded in a bold and cheerful tone, "It's just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. When I see injustice, I should draw my sword and help! This is just a simple task, and it's all my responsibility. What's more, you are all people of the human race. As the patron saint of the human race, it is my unshirkable mission to protect your safety and peace!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the villager's eyes widened at the weight of the three words "Guardian God," his face filled with surprise and anxiety. He couldn't wait to ask, "Could it be that... you are one of the seven guardian gods in our human race's legend?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhan's smile grew even brighter. He nodded without hesitation and replied with a smile, "Haha, that's right, absolutely true! I am none other than the War Emperor, one of the Seven Guardian Gods!"

When Wang Zhan announced his name in person, it was like a thunderclap exploding in everyone's heart.

For a moment, all the villagers present were stunned and their mouths were wide open. They looked at each other, unable to believe that the person before them was actually the mighty and famous War Emperor.

After a brief silence, someone was the first to react and shouted, "Greetings, Lord War Emperor!"

Immediately afterwards, the other villagers knelt down as if awakened from a dream to show their respect and awe for Wang Zhan.

Seeing this, Wang Zhan hurried forward, using both hands to help everyone up one by one, and said earnestly, "Please stand up quickly. There's no need to be so polite. I just happened to be passing by here today. Seeing that some magical beasts dared to wantonly invade our human territory and harm innocent people, I naturally would not stand idly by and would definitely help them."

The villagers stood up when they heard the sound, but their eyes were still fixed on Wang Zhan, filled with endless respect.

Wang Zhan stood quietly, his eyes scanning the devastated scene of houses destroyed by monsters not far away.

Broken walls, scorched earth and black smoke, part of the once peaceful and harmonious village has now become a ruin.

His emotions were like surging waves, anger and pity intertwined, surging in his chest.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Zhan tried to calm his excitement.

He slowly turned his head to face the group of villagers behind him and spoke in a calm and gentle voice, "Judging from the tragic scene before us, I'm afraid that monster attacks have occurred more than once or twice."

Hearing this, the elderly villager standing at the front of the crowd sighed deeply, his face filled with sorrow. He responded, "Alas, Lord Zhan Huang, you are right. Lately, for some unknown reason, those ferocious monsters have been attacking our village like crazy. We are suffering terribly! Many innocent people have already fallen to their claws and become their food."

At this point, the villager was already in tears and his voice trembled slightly.

Wang Zhan frowned tightly, his eyes revealing a hint of determination. He said in a deep voice, "If we continue like this, if we don't completely eradicate these abominable monsters, I'm afraid this place will never be able to restore its former peace and tranquility."

At this moment, Qingluo, who had been following Wang Zhan, came over and reminded him softly, "Lord Zhan Huang, we have to hurry back to Huangyun City. We shouldn't stay here for too long, or we'll be delayed."

After Wang Luche pondered for a moment, he looked directly at the leading villager and asked, "Excuse me, do you know how far it is from here to Huangyun City?"

The villager thought for a moment, then replied uncertainly, "Hmm...Huangyun City? As far as I know, it's about two hundred kilometers from here to Huangyun City."

After hearing this, Wang Zhan began to think about it in his heart.

He looked around and saw the villagers whose faces were exhausted because of the monsters, and he couldn't help but feel pity.

He puffed out his chest and spoke in a resonant voice, "Don't worry, everyone! Now that I understand the situation here, I will definitely not stand idly by and allow it to continue."

After a brief pause, Wang Zhan continued, "Okay, I'll help out first and eliminate all these rampaging monsters to ensure everyone's lives are a little safer. However, to be honest, I have an extremely important mission on my shoulders and cannot stay here for long."

After saying this, Wang Luchen thought for a moment.

At this moment, a villager in the crowd was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes, and he shouted loudly: "Thank you, Lord Zhan Huang, for your generous help! Our little village is finally saved!"

Hearing this, other villagers also echoed and expressed their gratitude to Wang Zhan.

Wang Zhan smiled and waved his hand, then said, "I've been traveling all day and I'm really tired. Could someone please lead the way and take me to the village to rest for a while?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a villager standing in front hurried forward and said respectfully, "Sir, please follow me. I can take you two to have some food to fill your stomachs first."

As he spoke, the villager led Wang Zhan and Qingluo towards the village.

As for the carriage they were riding in, it was pulled slowly into the village with the help of several other kind-hearted villagers.

When the group slowly stepped into the village, the atmosphere in the village, which had just been heavy, suddenly became lively.

The villagers had sincere smiles on their faces as they surrounded Wang Zhan and Qingluo and walked towards a slightly larger old house in the village.

In order to express their deep gratitude to Wang Zhan for his heroic help, every household generously took out their long-treasured and most delicious food to entertain the two guests.

When everyone entered the house, they saw the table filled with all kinds of food.

However, a closer look reveals that due to the village's remote location and inconvenient transportation, resources are extremely scarce.

Those delicacies regarded as delicacies by the villagers are actually just some very ordinary flatbreads with some blanched vegetables garnished in between.

If you want to find some meat in it, you can only barely see a few small pieces of meat hidden in it. There is really very little meat.

In addition, there were a few pots of old wine on the table.