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

It is clearly a creation formed from clay.

Yet it emitted a cry that sounded like that of a living creature, like an eagle.

Soaring into the sky,

Deep within the claws,

It forcefully pulverized the incoming plasma.

Countless electric arcs

Sparks of electricity form in the sky.

Although the eagle also had many broken pieces,

But a moment later

The soil was reassembled and restored to its original state.

Even on the claws,

A few flashes of lightning could also be seen.

"Euro~"

With another effort, he spread his ten fingers wide and lifted.

Hundreds of agile swamp wolves crawled out of the ground.

Lightning flashed across the body formed from mud.

"Awoo!!"

The gray wolf howled to the sky.

It transformed into hundreds of lightning bolts and surged toward Caesar.

"So fast!"

Caesar's pupils contracted.

There wasn't even time to dodge.

He quickly flicked the lightning he had accumulated in his hand.

They intertwined into a lightning-fast electric net that swept over them.

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boom--

Thunder and dirt flew everywhere.

Although they managed to block it,

But the dust he kicked up also made him look disheveled and all his elegance was gone.

Upon first contact,

He was forced to use 80% of his strength.

It almost caused him to suffer a small loss.

But on Caesar's face,

Instead of being angry, he was delighted.

The gloom of unhappiness because the opponent was too weak.

In an instant, it was all gone.

"The stronger the better! The stronger the better!"

Caesar's lips curled up in a smile.

His smile was full of malice.

His face, which should have been sunny and handsome,

Yet it still gives people a vague sense of unease.

……

Daxia Camp

After the monsters appeared from the dimensional rift

General Yue did not let his guard down at all just because the other party looked frail.

Instead, they continued to mobilize the army in a flurry of activity.

Defend the city,

spy,

pioneer,

remote,

instrument……

so various,

Everything has its rules!

He was a general with strict discipline and a true air of great generalship.

"I have a feeling that General Yue might actually be capable?"

"That's right! Our Underworld is part of the Mythological faction! Maybe we really are that strong!"

"Roar! Take this! Within range, everything is truth!!"

[Ding!! Given that Li Mo, the savior of the Great Xia Kingdom, has received five top ratings!]

Therefore, in the sixth round of attacks, they will encounter an attack ten times stronger.

[If the Great Xia Kingdom can completely resist, the reward will be multiplied fivefold; otherwise, the punishment will be doubled!]

As the cold announcement rang out,

The afterimage that served as a backdrop in the sky suddenly cast a ray of light downwards.

hum~

The light shone on the dwarf on the stone platform.

It was as if he had been plated with a layer of gilding.

Pale skin

In an instant, it turned into a golden color similar to the setting sun.

"Euro~"

A dwarf over 100 meters tall

At the same time, extend all ten fingers and lift them upwards.

Hundreds of majestic mud lions crawled out of the ground.

"Roar!!"

The lion pride roared majestically.

The setting sun casts its radiance once more upon the backdrop.

The scene was like gilding.

They were turned completely golden.

It's like putting on a thick layer of armor.

Even from a distance,

You can feel that unbreakable defense.

Ding ding ding!!!

Arrows rained down from the sky.

Hit them.

However, even breaking through the defenses was difficult.

All that's left on my body are a bunch of faint white spots.

"Holy crap! They're going to increase it tenfold?! Are they trying to wipe us out completely?!"

Chapter 191: The Limits of the Mythical Faction? A Hero Must Cut Off His Own Arm! (Please Subscribe)

"Damn it! They're not giving us any way out at all!!!"

"How are we supposed to play this? The Ink God isn't here, and the difficulty has increased tenfold?!"

"Nobody expected General Yue to be so strong. Maybe he has a chance. It's not over yet!!"

"What kind of chance is that?! Even the mythological faction has its limits, right? The British Empire is a mythological faction, isn't it? In the end, even the savior was defeated and humiliated. Just one heroic spirit, leading a bunch of cannon fodder troops, to deal with monsters that are ten times stronger?? That's too much..."

The rest of the sentence was left unsaid.

But everyone could sense the gloom and despair within.

A sense of despair tinged with sorrow.

Spreading across the Kyushu continent,

As the setting sun bathed them in a golden glow.

The last glimmer of hope in everyone's hearts vanished like a bubble bursting.

That's just too amazing!

Even through the live stream, you could still feel that intense pressure.

Disaster--

"Perhaps we could try stalling for time until Mo Shen returns?"