Binding to the nation's destiny: Start by choosing the underworld, where a hundred ghosts parad

"What's there to be afraid of! This is our country's chance to rise! I just wish I wasn't the savior!!"

Some people are ecstatic, and some even want to take their place.

But, no matter what they really think.

The eerie sound had indeed faded, but the terrifying tomb still loomed over the sky.

Everyone took out their phones, and a brand new app appeared on everyone's screen.

"Is this the savior of our Great Xia? He's so handsome!!"

"Damn it! Does the person upstairs have no heart? What good is being handsome at a time like this!"

"Dude! You have to go all out, the fate of the Great Xia depends on you!"

"Hey buddy, why aren't you moving? Are you scared out of your wits?!"

"Bullshit! Didn't you see the description at the bottom of the live stream? Li Mo is choosing a faction again!"

"Holy crap!!! I just got back from that live stream in America. The savior from America summoned five or six robots, they looked like Terminators!"

"The selection process in South Korea is also complete; it seems they chose archers."

"Based on my many years of gaming experience, the start is very important. Brother Li, you must be careful. As the saying goes, a good start means you can play games forever."

"Hurry, he moved! Wait!!! Holy crap!!!"

"What?! What?! What's going on?!"

All the residents of the Great Xia Kingdom trembled as they watched the live broadcast.

I felt a chill run from the soles of my feet straight up to the top of my head.

.....

Looking at the factions displayed on the light screen.

The moment the Fengdu underworld appeared, he had already made his judgment.

Li Mo is not actually a native of this world, but a transmigrator.

Although the Great Xia was not much different from the Huaxia he had lived in in his previous life, there was only one difference.

That would mean the world has no Chinese mythology.

If other people came to this game, they might not understand what the words "underworld" actually represent.

Life and death are preordained, and all are determined in Fengdu.

Fate is fickle; the underworld is in control!

[Do you wish to choose Fengdu Underworld?]

【whether】

Li Mo pressed down without any hesitation.

"Yes!!"

【bite!!

[Faction selection in progress...]

[Selection successful...]

[Congratulations on acquiring the faction: Fengdu Underworld!]

The sound of the faction selection being completed rang out.

Li Mo then called out, "Check the data panel."

Name: Li Mo

[Level: 1 (0/100)]

[Faction Name: Fengdu Underworld]

[Faction Introduction: The end of all living beings, even gods are no exception]

[Faction Level: Mythical!]

[Faction Building: Basic Building (Ghost Army Camp)]

[Faction Talent: Lord of Fengdu (Immune to all soul attacks; enemies killed by the Fengdu faction will be converted into soul power to enhance the Savior's strength.)]

Note: The Savior unlocks one faction talent every ten levels.

[Skill: Night Parade of One Hundred Demons]

Looking at his own panel, Li Mo was immediately invigorated.

Mythical level!!

The level divisions in this game were already clear when he chose his faction.

Iron, Bronze, Gold, Platinum, Diamond, King, Epic, Legendary, and the highest is this Mythical talent.

"It's actually the highest-level mythical level! The Underworld certainly didn't disappoint me..."

After calming himself down, Li Mo looked at the initial building he had obtained.

He then pushed open the door and quickly walked outside.

At the same time...

The countless people of the Great Xia Kingdom watching his live stream were in an uproar.

Just now, at the very moment Li Mo chose the underworld.

Countless people of the Great Xia Kingdom witnessed this...

Centered on Li Mo, a terrifying black Nether Dragon appeared out of thin air.

Its scales were jet black, its eyes were scarlet, and it exuded an endless malevolent aura from the underworld, making it arrogant and domineering.

Countless evil spirits and vengeful ghosts clung to its body, emitting mournful howls.

Wherever the dragon's gaze fell, it seemed to pierce through the void.

Countless viewers watching from behind their screens felt a sudden tremor in their souls, as if they were under the gaze of that Nether Dragon.

It's as if they've gone through countless reincarnations.

"Oh my god!!! What was that just now?!"

"What faction did this guy choose?! And what is that black dragon?!"

"Whatever it is, that design is bound to be incredibly awesome!!"

"But he looks exactly the same as before..."

"Tch, probably just a pretty face. I'm in America, so I might as well tell you..."

The savior of America chose the Platinum-level Future Warrior faction. Tsk tsk, thank goodness I left the country early; even the air in America smells sweeter than in Great Xia.

"Fuck you!!! Go back to your beautiful country, a platinum-level player has the nerve to act all high and mighty!"

"Oh ho, I think you're just jealous. If you ask me, Li Mo's faction probably isn't even silver, at most gold..."

Just as the live stream was filled with heated arguments about Li Mo's potential,

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Chapter 3; Monsters Attack, Is Great Xia Doomed?!

The system announcement did indeed resound throughout the world.

[All Savior factions have been selected; faction statistics are in progress...]

[Ding!! Li Mo, the savior of the Great Xia Kingdom, has successfully chosen a mythical-level faction, increasing the Great Xia Kingdom's national fortune by one percent!]

The moment that sound rang out.

A mist instantly appeared over the land of the Great Xia Kingdom.

The bright red flag fluttered in the air, seemingly becoming even more vibrant.

All the people of the Great Xia Kingdom felt refreshed and invigorated, and there was an indescribable change in them.

"Holy crap!!! That's awesome!!! Master Mo is mighty!!"

"Hahaha!!! It's only been a short time, and Master Mo has already received a reward!!"

"Hey? Where's that dog? Why isn't it barking anymore? Is the grass still greener on the other side these days?"

Looking at the sarcastic messages on the screen, Gao Dasong, far away in the United States, turned ashen-faced.

I never expected that I would be slapped in the face like this just because I wanted to cause some trouble in Da Xia's live broadcast room.

"Hmph!! So what if they're mythical level? America is the world's number one. When the monsters breach the gates of Great Xia, you'll be begging me for help."

Thinking of this, Gao Dasong grinned wickedly and posted an article praising America on Weibo.

Naturally, there was a chorus of curses from below, but Gao Dasong didn't care at all.

Even a bad reputation is still a form of fame.

Li Mo was completely indifferent to all the changes in the outside world.

He then stepped out of the wooden house.

The withered, yellow grass was deathly still.

There is an open space of about fifty meters around the wooden house.

Fifty meters away, there was an endless black fog.

Beneath the gloomy, fog-shrouded landscape, it seemed as if countless monsters lurked, ready to devour anyone who might harm them.

"It seems those monsters attacked from within this black mist," Li Mo thought to himself, looking at the eerie black mist.

Then, I opened the system panel and selected to build the Ghost Soldier Camp on an open space.

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