I opened an adventurer's guild in another world.

Hundreds and thousands of people, their faces contorted in rage and their expressions frenzied, charged toward Anno.

Their combat boots pounded on the ground, where blood flowed like rivers and flesh and bones were like mud.

Faced with a powerful figure like Anno, the soldiers could only bolster their courage by roaring loudly!

This human has already killed too many of his comrades.

one thousand?

two thousand?

Or ten thousand?

There are too many to count!

But it was precisely because the humans in front of them had killed too many people that they thought of killing them while they were exhausted and weak.

Success and fame await, this is the moment to make a final push!

......

Anno was indeed quite tired.

The main purpose is to conserve magic power; any enemy that can be killed with a sword will not waste magic power.

Although he didn't count them, the landing site was in the midst of the Wu tribe and the Lishan God tribe's armies, and there were simply too many enemies rushing up.

The corpses lying around were piled up layer upon layer.

Standing atop the mountain of corpses, Anno watched the enemies charging up below, stepping over the bodies, and his grip on his sword tightened.

When the first U tribesman to charge forward raised his spear to stab Anno, Anno instantly flashed to his side and beheaded him with a single sword strike.

Then more and more enemies rushed up.

In the midst of the battle, Anno was suddenly grabbed from behind by a member of the Mountain God Clan, who grabbed her legs.

Just as Anno turned around and killed him, someone else recklessly rushed up to hug him.

Then, the bloodthirsty soldiers seemed to rush forward, grabbing Anno and pressing down on her layer by layer.

Both the Wu tribe and the Lishan God tribe's melee soldiers gave up fighting Anno and instead used their own flesh and blood to press Anno down.

At the same time, a dozen or so magic groups, commanded by high-level professionals, began to charge up large-scale war magic, aiming at the human sphere located in the center.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

As a large number of soldiers pressed down on Anno, a high-ranking Mountain God roared across the battlefield in a hoarse voice, "Now! Now!"

"Roar~!"

A total of twelve magic guilds, with six thousand mid-level and one hundred and twenty high-level magic professionals, almost exhausted all their magic power and prepared for a long time. Using various precious materials and etched magic arrays, twelve war spells were formed simultaneously.

Meteorites, lava, lightning, wind blades, ice spikes... rained down from the sky, bombarding Anno from twelve directions.

But just as the various war magic spells, powerful enough to kill a ninth-tier expert, were about to touch the human sphere that was pressing Anno down, a purple light that made all the soldiers of the Wu Clan and the Lishan God Clan gasp for breath suddenly burst out from the human sphere and quickly swept around in all directions.

Boom!

The towering explosion made the scene visible to almost everyone on the battlefield.

Visually, the scene of the second magic cannon intercepting and blasting away twelve war spells midway was even more dazzling than the previous clash with the divine black gold giant axe!

Buzz!

Twelve mushroom clouds appeared around Anno.

The violent shockwave sent the depleted mages flying.

Many people suffer paralysis when they fall from the sky.

Boom!

As the elements from the Twelve War Magic Explosions spread and interacted, they caused a new round of elemental reactions.

The even more violent explosion formed an inverted giant bowl that flashed white light and spread outwards, engulfing an area of ​​one kilometer in all directions!

Everyone who didn't have time to escape was instantly reduced to ashes in the white light.

Once the energy stabilizes and the explosion subsides.

In the crater, which is one kilometer in diameter, there is nothing but scorched earth and rising smoke.

A group of high-ranking Wu tribe members and Lishan god members stood nervously beside the deep pit, watching the smoke and dust gradually dissipate.

The tens of thousands of Wu tribe soldiers who hadn't managed to escape from the original pit location have vanished without a trace.

Opposite the Wu tribe army, Shining Twin Stars had also led the Elf army to the explosion zone.

The troops surrounding the blast zone tacitly refrained from engaging in combat, instead focusing their search on a specific individual.

"Is he dead?"

The U tribesmen stared intently at the deep pit.

How they wished that man would disappear along with tens of thousands of their compatriots in this elemental reaction.

Are you talking about me?

A ninth-tier Wu clan member who was searching for Anno's whereabouts heard the voice in his ear, stiffly turned his head to the back, and then saw Anno emerging from the void.

The surrounding Wu tribesmen retreated in panic as if they had seen a ghost.

"This isn't fair!"

Blood trickled from the corner of the Ninth-Rank Wu Clan member's mouth, and tears streamed from the corners of his eyes.

As Anno was speaking, the demonic sword pierced his heart from behind.

"You're not even human! This isn't fair!"

Before dying, the ninth-tier Wu clan member felt that Anno had participated in the war of mortals as a god.

Generally speaking, when deities participate in battles, they are also participating in wars between gods.

It is a major taboo for deities to harm their relatives.

Because if you dare to do the first day of the lunar month, others can do the fifth.

The end result will only be that both sides will have fewer and fewer followers, and no one will follow them in the future.

Only those evil gods who are bloodthirsty and indifferent to their believers would attack mortals.

"You're not human, you devil, you're more evil than the demon!"

The ninth-tier Wu Clan member let out a final roar at Anno, then his body trembled and he lost all his power.

Anno pulled the demonic sword from the Uzbek's heart, kicked the corpse aside, and, surrounded by the charging elven soldiers, laughed at the Uzbek soldiers who were facing him but retreating, saying, "To be called a devil by the enemy is my greatest honor!"