Zhou Beifan is worthy of being a famous general. He did not waste Guan Zhang's death and quickly completed the siege of the enemy. The army of demons was destroyed.
Jiang Zeren on the side could only sigh.
Now Jiang Zeren is a level 13 player, holding Jiang Ziya's weapon talisman, and has become the third generation leader of the world government.
Compared with the previous two generations of leaders, Jiang Zeren is indeed a less outstanding figure, and there were many strong competitors at the same time. And in terms of age, he is only five or six years younger than Wu Hui.
The reason why he is in the position is that this guy can represent the interests of both the Inquisition and the World Government at the same time. Relatively balanced. And Wu Hui and Liu Dangren supported it together.
This leadership position is somewhat unworthy of its name. It would be fine if it were in peacetime, but during the war, Jiang Zeren could not do much.
Although he is also level 13, and his intelligence is not much lower than Wu Hui's. After all, Jiang Zeren also won the first intelligence championship, and it was the next one that Wu Hui won.
Jiang Zeren said nothing as he watched the two old brothers who had often drank and played together die.
These two people are not the only ones who have been sacrificed now.
He just picked up the spear in his hand, carried a fishing rod on his back, and flew towards the black hand that fell again in the sky.
For some reason, Blackhand's momentum suddenly became much weaker.
Wu Hui and Du Ziming are working hard to attack.
Not long after the old *** got out of trouble, he quickly turned into an offensive state. Wang Die dances with two swords in his hands, Zhou Zi crosses the chains and flies with military symbols.
The Black Death had just been hit so hard that one of his hands was cut off. So everyone decided to take this opportunity to kill him.
If we could eliminate the Black Death in one fell swoop, it would be worth more than anything else.
Everyone attacked with all their strength. The Black Death was unable to support battles in other areas for a while. Under Du Ziming's interference, its thinking logic seemed to become clearer.
Wu Hui glanced at Du Ziming. Are you causing harm to him or helping him?
Du Ziming shrugged. It means that everything has two sides and we should look at the problem dialectically.
"..." Wu Hui was speechless and could only continue to attack the Black Death. The maniacal laughter of the Black Death rang out, but it was overshadowed by the dancing king butterflies and their roaring roar. Then Liu Dangren slashed with his sword and kept retreating under the pressure of the Black Death. At the same time, Wu Hui struck forward with his sword.
In this process, the role of the presiding judge seems to be getting smaller and smaller. Everyone also knows that Zhou Zidu has become extremely weak because he always faced the attacks of the Black Death during battles.
It was his old man's continuous sacrifice that allowed everyone to survive until now, otherwise at least two more of them would have died.
How long can it last?
The presiding judge asked himself, of course he also hopes to hold on until victory. In that case, it seems that it doesn't matter if you die.
However, it may not be possible.
The strength of the demon god is indeed not something that mortals can easily fight against. Even I am about to reach my limit. Perhaps, there is really no chance to see the victorious ending.
Zhou Zidu fell into memories again. Countless memories passed before my eyes like a revolving lantern. This time, what he was thinking about was not his father who always advised him to take good care of himself, nor Li Shengjun, who led everyone forward and sacrificed his life in the end. It was Lin Shiyun, the chief chess player who had been fighting with him for who knows how many years.
I remember back then, the two of them were playing chess together, fighting against each other with the whole world as a chessboard. The chief judge is always serious, but the chief chess player always looks like he doesn't care about anything.
Of course Lin Shiyun was not like that at the beginning. Zhou Zidu didn't know why he changed. But you can guess that it is a Dominator type game.
The two changed from cooperation to confrontation. The confrontation between the presiding judge and Lin Shiyun has always been one of the main themes of the world in that era.
The real Lin Shiyun is dead and was killed by the presiding judge. There are still a few fragments of consciousness that Du Ziming plays with as toys, but they are not Lin Shiyun at all.
The players of that era also sacrificed a lot. Only the old man, the presiding judge, was left.
He has also been away from the earth for a long time and is no longer familiar with him.
I know that era.
Loneliness surrounds the judge. He has no real friends anymore. He protects this world, but no one in this world can really communicate with him.
Chains flew out and weapons turned.
At least I can still do my best until this remnant body turns into ashes.
Wu Hui stared at the Black Death. In this battle, the civilization of the universe sacrificed at least one trillion lives. There is no way to calculate property damage or anything like that.
But before this battle, the damage caused by the Black Death was more than trillions? Only by winning this battle can we avoid the suffering of the Black Death in the future. Wu Hui doesn't know how many scars have accumulated in his body, but there is no time to repair them now.
Right here, kill the Black Death and end this war!
Liu Dangren didn't think too much. He only had one enemy in his eyes now.
When fighting, it is better to be pure. If you have too many thoughts, you will only accidentally get yourself involved.
He didn't clarify the specific thoughts in his mind, but he knew that he wanted to kill the monster in front of him. I think about it, I really want to.
However, even if they try their best, it seems that they cannot completely eliminate the Black Death in this wave.
The demon Black Death held its ground under their fierce attacks. Then he opened his mouth at several players who had caused serious harm to him.
Pity.
Although this wave did not directly kill the opponent, Die Wu was not discouraged. Because she knew that this wave of onslaught might be equivalent to half the effect of their previous attacks for so long.
After Wu Hui scanned it, he also determined that the Black Death's strength was less than 30%.
It is not ruled out that there are some super trump cards before death. However, they were really, really close to victory.
The laughter of the Black Death sounded again.
Everyone's heart skipped a beat. I don't know what he thought of, but Du Ziming also laughed, and he laughed so loudly that it even drowned out the laughter of the Black Death.
"Are you sick?" Wu Hui complained, setting up a time freeze as a defense, and then summoned an ancient god to intercept the approaching dark power.
"No, it's the Black Death." Du Ziming said, "I'm curing him."
Now Du Ziming was unable to maintain his human form due to excessive consumption and communicated with Wu Hui and the others in the form of a ball of tentacles. Regarding his appearance, Wu Hui shook his head and said nothing, while Du Ziming rushed forward.
How should I put it, I feel that Du Zi, at least in terms of appearance, is quite suitable to be the demon servant of the Black Death.
A tangle of tentacles that tangles around the eyeball, changing and distorting its shape every time you look at it. Ordinary people can't understand it at all. It was a mess, and there were three female figures looming in the mess.
In the process of revising the Black Death, Du Ziming himself seemed to have been a bit polluted.
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