"kill!……"
Following Anderson's order, a series of attacks from arrows, bullets, magic... shot through the air, and screams filled the sky for a while.
"Why? Mr. Anderson, we joined Northern Europe early."
"Yeah, I'm not Chinese, please spare my life."
"Damn Chinese gods, what are you for? If you were alive, would I still need to betray China?"
…
Wails, complaints, and prayers continued, but Xu Luo lay down on the ground with a smile in his eyes, still holding the long knife tightly in his hand.
Anderson will definitely die if he receives this blow!
Jesus cannot keep him, I say!
If you can take Anderson away before you die, you have done your best... right?
Unfortunately,
China is still dead...
A tear of blood streaked across the corner of his eye. This tear was not shed for these traitors.
When these people betray, they can no longer be called Chinese.
They don't deserve it!
"you……"
Anderson's pupils widened and he looked at Xu Luo in disbelief. The spear disappeared and he stretched out his hand tremblingly.
But the wound on his neck prevented him from fully speaking. As all the traitors were slaughtered, Anderson could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.
Before he died, he looked at Xu Luo with wide eyes, obviously not expecting to die here when he was about to reach the peak of his life.
"Lord Anderson?"
There were screams of surprise, and several officers from the Nordic Legion gathered around, obviously not expecting such a change to happen suddenly.
Michelle stretched out her hand to feel Anderson's breath, shook her head and said, "He's gone."
The expressions of the other officers changed drastically:
"Quickly, someone, bring Mr. Anderson's body back. God must have a way to save him!"
Zheng!
A sharp sword with cold light suddenly came out of its sheath and lay in front of several people. A glimmer of light flashed deep in Michelle's eyes and she said sternly:
"On February 7th, Year 9 of the Mythical Calendar, Anderson fought with the number one guardian general of China, and they both died, leaving no intact body!"
As soon as the words fell, the sword light flashed, and Anderson's dead-eyed head immediately rolled to the side, and was stepped on by Michelle.
boom!
Under the huge force, Anderson's head exploded. Michelle withdrew the sword and said in a cold voice:
"Do you understand what I said?"
From now on, I will be the first leader of the Nordic Legion! He is also the most powerful person among the Nordic gods!
Michelle's eyes flashed with excitement.
Gulu~
The other officers swallowed their saliva and nodded quickly:
"I understand! Master Michelle!"
Xu Luo smiled disdainfully, these people are really realistic!
But everything has nothing to do with me. It seems that the mythical world of China is destined to never come to life...
When Xu Luo was dying, he looked at the illusory clouds in the sky for the last time.
Suddenly his pupils shrank sharply, golden light emerged, and the clouds rolled violently.
Human beings from all over China looked up to the sky, and a vast aura reverberated.
The rolling clouds are gradually torn apart, and if you look carefully, you can see the gorgeous corner of Tianmen!
This is Nantianmen! ! !
Xu Luo, who had already faced death calmly, suddenly became excited. When he saw the corner of Tianmen, he automatically knew some information in his mind.
China’s heavenly gate is finally about to open!
It is the mythical Nantianmen!
Can China be saved?
Xu Luo suddenly grasped a little hope. With the great magical power of the immortal sage in Chinese mythology, reversing time and space is not a delusion!
A series of majestic conversations suddenly echoed through the sky, and Xu Luo's heart sank suddenly.
It’s the Western Gods!
"No wonder China didn't even open the Heavenly Gate after my real body came to this world. The mere leak of a breath made my soul tremble!"
"The world of Chinese mythology is so terrifying? I, Brahma, have dreamed of becoming a world, but I can't even see through this mere Tianmen?"
"Everyone, our Nordic Legion has killed the last person in China. Without the subsequent injection of fantasy energy, this heavenly gate is destined to be unable to be opened!"
"Hua Xiamen Gate? Huh, what can you do if you open it now? Without the Chinese race, the mythical world will be just a rootless pedestal, unable to affect the real world!"
"Huh? Odin, what are your followers doing? There is still one person alive in China!"
"What?"
As the words fell, powerful shadows appeared in the sky.
With only his last breath left, Xu Luo smiled helplessly, saying there was no hope.
Odin, Zeus, Brahma, Jehovah...
All these powerful gods came, and they came for him alone!
Xu Luo's world was suddenly filled with all kinds of light, and in just an instant he was blown to pieces, leaving no trace.
The sky was torn apart, the entire Chinese land was shattered, a layer of life was cut off, and endless flames, thunder, and storms raged.
Except for the Western Legion protected by the power of the gods, there is no living creature in the entire China!
Buzz~
The exposed corner of the Nantianmen trembled violently, and the Western gods surrounded it, pointing their weapons directly at the corner of the Tianmen.
The breath just now made them truly feel the power of the Chinese mythical world, and they were filled with fear.
Fortunately, I and others acted quickly. Such a powerful world was enough to protect China from destruction even if the true form of the god could not come for the time being!
Under the nervous gazes of the gods, the corner of Nantianmen stopped trembling. After Xu Luo's death, it gradually faded away, having completely lost the energy of Chinese fantasy.
The clouds rolled again, burying this short-lived corner of Nantianmen again.
All the gods breathed a sigh of relief. So what if the mythical world is so powerful?
If you can’t get out, everything will be equal to zero!
Without China's biggest enemy, the original alliance will soon fall apart.
Blue Star, home to many mythical worlds, is destined to have a ruler.
The gods present will eventually become enemies, unless they are willing to act as subordinate gods.
However, except for weak chicken gods such as Heng Yin, the sun god of Kimchi Country, who is willing to serve other gods as their master?
China is just the beginning, and the battle for the gods of various countries is about to begin.
The gods who were wary of each other were about to leave, but the Tianmen, which was about to disappear completely, suddenly lit up with a dazzling light.
The whole world stopped turning in an instant, even the gods high in the sky stopped, and intermittent conversations came from the Tianmen.
"I... the human race is actually... a false god... unforgivable..."
"Fantasy energy does not... we..."
"We...it's too late...after all..."
…
The gods in the sky showed no response and seemed to be trapped in forbidden time and space.
The clouds were still covering the Tianmen, and the sound of conversation was getting farther and farther away, and was about to disappear completely, but a golden light suddenly broke through the Tianmen, and disappeared into the place where Xu Luo was annihilated.
An illusory soul flashed away and disappeared completely between heaven and earth.
"It's him!... His soul is shattered... He cannot enter reincarnation... He deserves to be... the last... Human Emperor!"
"Why……"
"...I owe him a calamity...after all...it was a mistake..."
As the last ethereal female voice disappeared, the Tianmen was completely covered, and the illusory clouds in the sky no longer existed.
The Western gods left as usual, unaware of what had just happened.
