Resurrection: The Female Netizen Is Actually The Top God Of War?

What are you doing here?

Did I come here to fight with a bunch of god sons to destroy the other party's vitality?

Not at all! The opponent came here to carry out an operation that had been prepared for a long time, and the reason for the fight was because he came out to disrupt the situation.

Then, is their ceremony completed? !

If completed, what is the effect? How come it's all right?

Looking around with both eyes, and listening to what Meng Xuntian was chattering in his ears, Xin Yuan suddenly felt his heart was blocked.

He is confident that he must have influenced the other party, but it should be impossible to say that he broke their plan.

The voice of all things was turned on, and Xin Yuan began to fantasize.

I imagined that a big hole suddenly opened in the sky, and an awesome monster came out of it.

Imagine that the ground suddenly collapsed, and the whole city suddenly turned into a sea of ​​magma and flames.

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But none of this happened, and everything seemed peaceful.

On the ground are people who are rejoicing after the disaster, and people who are crying secretly.

But the more calm it was, the more Xin Yuan felt something was wrong, and even sweat began to drip on his forehead.

The flesh and blood on his body had begun to heal gradually, but he had never felt so frustrated. m.x.com

Meng Xuntian also obviously felt something was wrong, frowned and said:

"What's wrong? Do you think there is something wrong?"

Xin Yuan woke up suddenly, turned around and asked:

"What about the other cities?"

"I've already searched, and wiped out all the god servants!" Meng Xuntian said.

Xin Yuan felt mmp in his heart, and said in his heart that I know you are awesome, but these are not the point at all.

"I mean, did anything happen there?"

"Is there a golden light or something in the sky?"

Meng Xuntian raised his eyebrows, "Oh, you said that."

"It's a little bit. I thought that the aura was about to descend from the gods, but who would have thought that it didn't."

"It disappeared later, and I went to check on the people. Although their spirits were somewhat shocked, they were not bewitched."

"I seem to be... very happy, saying that I saw my dream or something."

Xin Yuan hurriedly asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Maybe not."

Hearing this, Xin Yuan suddenly felt a headache.

Jun Anyi saw that Xin Yuan was obviously very different from usual, so he stretched out his hand to touch his forehead worriedly, and asked softly:

"What's the matter, what are you worried about, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Xin Yuan let the soft little hands wipe away the sweat while cooling himself down, and said:

"No, I don't think we won, we should have lost."

"Lost?" Meng Xuntian frowned slowly, "Where did you lose?"

"I don't know, and this ignorance is our biggest problem!" Xin Yuan snapped.

At this moment, applause suddenly sounded from the crowd.

Flashlights and mobile phone lighting facilities came one after another, and those who were not too affected by the aftermath of this battle were cheering for the hero's return.

Xin Yuan's face is now a symbol of victory and hope, especially in such dark times.

When people face problems that they cannot solve by themselves, they look forward to an omnipotent existence to lead them out of the predicament, and Xin Yuan is now playing such a role.

So now, even though Meng Xuntian, who was like a god who descended to earth and suppressed the audience in an instant, was standing by his side, people didn't know who he was.

People only know Xin Yuan, and they only recognize Xin Yuan!

Seeing the crowd cheering, cheering and encouraging each other, and chanting their names, Xin Yuan secretly swallowed a mouthful of spit.

He suddenly felt a huge sense of absurdity enveloped himself, and everything in front of him was completely unreasonable.

He was tempted to say that maybe that wasn't the case, that now it might not be a victory at all, but the beginning of a defeat.

But his eyes were blank, and he could only sigh in the end.

"Master Meng..."

"Huh?" Meng Xuntian looked over.

"Trouble you, other cities, you can go and have a look now."

Directly assigning tasks to the Lord of the Temple of War God, it can be considered that he really has him.

Meng Xuntian was more talkative, and he didn't refuse, and even comforted him:

"Is there something uncomfortable in your heart? If you don't want to talk to me, just talk to Jun Anyi."

"At least now, we have won, don't put too much pressure on yourself, call me anytime you need anything."

As soon as the voice fell, lightning flashed on the spot and disappeared.

Jun Anyi stepped forward and held his hand silently. Xin Yuan listened to the sounds around him, looked at the dark and peaceful night sky, and sighed.

 …

the next day.

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Love is like this, do you have any clues? "

Xin Yuan and Jun Anyi were in a dark space at this time, and in front of them was the classic black-robed man, the old abyss liaison officer.

Now, it was the man in black who came to the door on his own initiative, and wanted to exchange information with Xin Yuan. Xin Yuan had already told him what happened yesterday, and the man in black also talked about Bing Kui's movements.

"Do you think the matter is not over yet?" the man in black asked hoarsely.

"Otherwise? Do you think this is over?" Xin Yuan asked.

The man in black:  …

"It's really strange. They seem to have sent a wave, but there's nothing they can do about it."

"We are checking all the twenty-seven cities, and there is nothing unusual. Even the concentration of spiritual energy and the fluctuation of divine power that had risen before have disappeared."

"In short, continue to pay attention."

Seeing that even Abyss failed to give any effective advice, Xin Yuan's mood became even heavier.

I am a little bit stuck, it seems that the whole world thinks that I am a long-time savior, and no one thinks that I have lost except myself...

"By the way, I have some other news here. I got it by chance. Let me tell you about it." The man in black said suddenly.

"Many people from the Oriental Academy have already gone to the battlefield."

"Students in your class, one named Chi Hong and one Liu Peng, should be lying in the intensive care unit now."

"Vice President Tang Jinyi has been eroded by divine power, and is now in a state of injury."

Listening to her words, Xin Yuan could not help but sit up slightly.

Under the huge waves of this era, no one is immune, and those vague and familiar names are also experiencing their own destiny.

"Is there death..." Xin Yuan asked.

"Yes, two of the ministers of your six major departments have died."

"By the way, I heard that you know a military soldier named Iron Fist? He is missing, and there is a high probability that he will not survive." x.com

Listening to these understated declarative sentences, Xin Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

Did those names disappear just like that... There was no splash, and people couldn't help but feel chest tightness and shortness of breath.

"And... Zheng Xiaojian."

Speaking of this name, the black-robed man's tone was clearly disgusted.

"Returning to the abyss, he said, going to live at the end of Hell Road for a while."