Wronged at the beginning? Sorry, everyone must die!

Chapter 17 Won? No, not yet!

Everyone's eyes turned to the screen at the same time.

Nine black fire dragons instantly occupied the entire screen.

Against the backdrop of the flames, Lu Hong's figure was looming.

The Yan army soldiers beside Lu Hong also fell one by one.

Wang Hu, the leader of the Yan Army, was covered in blood and was fighting a desperate battle with a blood wolf.

Wang Hu's arms were shaking due to excessive fatigue. Every time he tried to hold the blade tightly in his hand, it seemed so difficult and heavy.

It seemed that even this sword, which had helped him kill countless enemies, felt the exhaustion of its master at this moment.

"Even if I die, I will fight for your life!"

The blood wolf stroked its own fur with its claws, with a look of disdain in its eyes.

Whoosh!
An afterimage flashed past.

The blood wolf disappeared in an instant.

Wang Hu was shocked, but it was too late.

An unprecedented gust of wind suddenly blew in his face, carrying with it a terrifying force that was enough to shake his soul, striking directly into the depths of his consciousness.

Just die like this?

I, Wang Hu, am unwilling to accept this!

boom!
next second.

Wang Hu was not hit in the brain as expected, but the blood wolf in front of him fell to the ground.

A red stick was stuck in the blood wolf's chest, and blood was gushing out, dyeing everything around it red.

Lu Hong gently pulled the stick out of the blood wolf, his eyes deep and firm: "Wang Hu, follow me!

I'll keep you safe!"

Wang Hu's eyes flashed with golden light.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hurt the blood wolf at all.

Lu Hong killed the blood wolf instantly with just one strike!

This is the gap between S-level and SS-level!

SS-level talent, is it really that strong? Too scary!

"What are you standing there for! Follow me! Do you want to die?"

Following Lu Hong's roar, Wang Hu came back to his senses and followed behind Lu Hong, witnessing Lu Hong's miracle.

boom!
Nine fire dragons rose into the air. Lu Hong took a big step forward and stepped over the heads of the fire dragons.

Although Lu Hong's figure is small, he looks particularly dazzling against the backdrop of the fire dragon.

Wherever the fire dragon passes, no one of all races can stop it!

Even the King Kong Ape, who was rushing in the front among all the races, was instantly swallowed by the fire dragon.

In just a few seconds, it turned into ashes.

The Black Qilin, who was not far away, was also besieged by more than a dozen people from the Ten Thousand Tribes.

Although Mo Qilin awakened the SS-level talent, the dark space.

However, his talent is not purely offensive.

It is a special space talent.

This kind of space talent becomes more powerful as the warrior's realm becomes higher.

If Mo Qilin were allowed to grow to the level of a high-level warrior, he would even be invincible among those of the same level.

However, for now, the power that Mo Qilin's SS-level talent can cause is still too small.

He could only simply use the power of space to cause certain small-scale casualties.

Compared with Lu Hong's Nine Nether Dragon Fire, a purely offensive talent, it is much weaker.

Faced with more than a dozen people from the Ten Thousand Tribes, Mo Qilin had no idea how to escape and could only struggle to hold on.

boom!
A fire dragon came instantly.

It swept across all the races around the Black Qilin.

In just a few seconds, several elite warriors from all races beside Mo Qilin were completely devoured by the fire dragon.

When the remaining few people from the Ten Thousand Races saw this scene, their faces suddenly changed and they all took a few steps back.

After seeing Lu Hong, Mo Qilin's tense heart finally relaxed.

He looked at Lu Hong and smiled with relief: "Lu Hong, you are here!"

Lu Hong said coldly: "I said that I would make sure that these guys hiding in the forest would have nowhere to hide.

I really didn't expect that you people are so vulnerable.

Before I could make a move, you all fell down.

Mo Qilin, watch out!

I will take care of all the remaining tribes!"

Lu Hong's purely offensive talent made him unstoppable in this low-level melee of a hundred people.

His fire dragon has become an indelible nightmare in the hearts of all races.

Although all of these tribes are brave and good at fighting, they cannot escape the fragility of human nature in the face of life and death. They are the most elite warriors among all the tribes!
They don't want to die in this battle to seize the island!

They just want to go back alive!

Faced with Lu Hong's terrifying strength, they all lost their former pride and fighting spirit.

Fear began to spread like a plague.

A member of the Ten Thousand Races began to retreat.

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the races began to retreat one by one.

In the end, all the remaining races began to flee from the battlefield!

Lu Hong smiled softly and said, "Escape? Where can you escape to now?

Escape to the fire in the woods behind?
You can't run away!

Let’s enjoy this feast of fire!”

boom!
Nine fire dragons appeared together and chased after the rest of the tribes.

The rest of the Da Xia warriors were naturally not idle. They followed Lu Hong one by one, chasing after the fleeing tribes.

Mo Qilin even used his spatial talent to block the space for all races to escape, surrounded them together, and waited for Lu Hong's slaughter!

As the black and red fire dragon raged.

Apart from the raging fire in the woods, the only people left on the island were the people of the Great Xia Kingdom on the beach.

As for the coalition forces of all races, they were all burned to ashes by Lu Hong's fire dragon!

Inside the secret room of the Great Xia Kingdom, the lights were bright, illuminating faces filled with joy and excitement.

The top executives all stood up, their eyes gleaming with victory.

The cheers rose one after another, converging into an unstoppable torrent.

"We win! We win!"

"Battle for the island! We won!"

"This is the first time that our Great Xia Nation has successfully won a battle to seize an island!"

"Lu Hong! Lu Hong! Lu Hong!"

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Lu Hong's name was called countless times, like a heroic hymn, resounding through the sky.

At this moment, Lu Hong became the brightest star in the Great Xia Kingdom.

At this moment, Lu Hong was lying quietly on the soft sand, his eyes closed, his body seemed to have been drained of all strength, and he did not move at all.

Only the faint rise and fall of his chest proved the tenacity of his life.

Lu Hong consumed too much energy and blood this time.

With his cultivation as a third-level warrior, he simply does not have that much energy and blood to squander.

What has supported him till now is the S-level equipment, the Hellfire Stick.

The reason why this Hellfire Stick can be rated as S-grade is precisely because it can continuously provide the host with the power to restore qi and blood.

This is also the reason why Lu Hong was able to persist for so long.

All the Da Xia warriors on the island were also enjoying the joy of victory.

In the end, only fifteen of them survived.

However, they are all heroes of the Great Xia Kingdom!
They are the first group of warriors to win the battle to seize the island!
It will definitely be recorded in history and remembered by future generations!
Lu Hong just rested for a moment and suddenly frowned.

wrong!

There is no prompt from the system yet.

That proves that the battle to seize the island is not over yet!
Lu Hong quickly stood up and called out, "Wang Hu! Count the bodies of the Ten Thousand Clans!"

Wang Hu showed doubt on his face, but he continued to do it: "Yes!"

Mo Qilin also came over and asked in a deep voice: "What's wrong, Lu Hong? Do you think there is someone else?"

Lu Hong said in a deep voice: "Let's talk about it after Wang Hu comes back!"

Not long after, Wang Hu came back, clasped his hands together and said, "Master Lu! There are now 38 corpses of all races on the island!"

Lu Hong frowned, “As I recall, a total of 61 people from the Ten Thousand Races were burned to ashes!
So, among all the tribes, only ninety-nine people died?

There is another Wanzu on this island?"

Mo Qilin was surprised and said: "Impossible! My talent is space-related talent!

I have searched around the battlefield several times, and there are no remaining tribes.

Lu Hong, are you being too cautious?

We have won now!"

Lu Hong thought for a moment: "Win?
No, not yet!
There is another possibility.

This remaining one of the ten thousand races, from beginning to end.

I have never been to the frontal battlefield!"

Lu Hong pointed to the northwest corner of the island map, the only canyon!

"He might have been here all along!"

(End of this chapter)