As the savior, I only want to play single-player games.

The aura of death emanated from it, and the cauldron automatically protected its master, but it was forcibly cleaved away, flying a great distance and directly collapsing a mountain, as if an earthquake had occurred, with several large cracks suddenly appearing in the ground.

"Heaven and Earth, the origin of all things... Golden light, appear quickly and protect my body!" The Celestial Master silently chanted the incantation, and a tough golden protective shield immediately appeared on his body.

But the Death Knight's scythe pierced through the defenses like cutting through foam, severing the Celestial Master's head.

The Death Knight's crimson eyes were extremely cold. He hadn't even fully recovered his strength yet. In such a short time, I don't know what method he used to barely return to the level of a supernatural being. He probably hasn't stabilized yet. What right does he have to stop him now?

As one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, any one of them can directly compete with other pantheons for the position of pantheon master.

boom!

The Celestial Master's dismembered body transformed into a talisman cut in half, which flew through the air.

Upon seeing this, the Death Knight immediately realized that it was a spell or incantation from the beginning, but it was so ingenious that even he couldn't tell the difference.

He was about to continue forward when he heard a loud shout from beyond the sky.

"With the Nine Tripods in the center, the world is at peace!"

The entire Central Plains shook violently, and nine enormous cauldrons, each as large as a small mountain, rose into the air. The cauldrons rotated and then, following an ancient trajectory, automatically settled in the Nine Provinces, connecting with the earth's veins to protect the land.

The Death Knight rode in. If it were the Nine Provinces Cauldrons in their complete form, he would naturally treat it with caution. But now it is just an ancient artifact that has been lost for thousands of years. Even if they are combined, how much power can they generate?

The gray horse neighs!

The Zhu hoof-shaped creature, as large as a bowl, stepped directly onto the protective array constructed by the Nine Provinces Cauldrons.

Suddenly, the entire land of China trembled, and a minor earthquake occurred.

The Death Knight maneuvered his horse to turn around and retreat hundreds of miles away, then charged forward with renewed force, continuing to stomp his horse!

With a loud bang, the Nine Cauldrons could not withstand the immense pressure and exploded. The nine cauldrons returned to their original state and fell from the sky, scattering across the land.

"Are you the only one left among the supernatural beings in this civilization?!"

The Death Knight wields a scythe, wears heavy armor, and has a flat-topped helmet that resembles that of a Crusader, except for his terrifying crimson eyes peeking out from the gaps.

He thought it was impossible. The supernatural being who blocked him could only be considered average. As a powerful being at the level of a great god, he was considered to be of superior quality, but he was still too insignificant to a god lord.

He couldn't believe that an ancient civilization had declined to this extent.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the Central Plains, he immediately noticed dozens of gazes fixed on him.

“Outsider, leave. Those who live on this land are our descendants. I will not let you harm them.”

“We have long known about Heaven, but there are enough other places to gather three-quarters of the human souls.”

A warning came from the void.

……

In the conference hall of the capital, a group of people gathered together. The incident happened so suddenly that they were not even dressed formally and hurriedly convened a meeting.

"Commander, what do we do now! The Death Knights certainly won't give up so easily."

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse came with overwhelming force; they couldn't possibly be dismissed with just a few words.

After a long silence, the leader tapped the table: "That person is right. Now we can only rely on psychics. This time, it is the power that truly belongs to us humans."

"However, Master Zhang's strength recovered the fastest, making him the strongest psychic at this stage. Even he is no match for the Death Knight."

"Then we have no choice but to ask our ancient ancestors for help. We absolutely must ensure the safety of the people!"

Survival itself is the most powerful resistance against absurdity: Chapter Five: The Ancient Sword Immortal

Instead of changing direction, the Death Knight immediately engaged in a battle with the psychic from Shenzhou.

The scythe in his hand was an ancient divine artifact, nearly two meters long, with an antique handle and a peculiarly shaped blade, resembling a curved snake. Gray mist swirled around the surface of the scythe, as if it were an ancient divine artifact born in the underworld.

Once the Death Scythe sweeps across, its sheer power is enough to reap the lives and souls of the entire city, making it even more terrifying than the Kusanagi Sword.

When it is wielded by a Death Knight, its power becomes even more terrifying; it is a weapon capable of annihilating true spirits.

The Death Knight charged into the void, but the sorcerer who was originally there immediately teleported away.

As soon as he charged in, the space was immediately sealed off.

The magic array operated autonomously, as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were sinking, rapidly shrinking. The internal pressure was hundreds or thousands of times greater than the external pressure, like a swamp, and the more it struggled, the deeper it sank.

The Death Knight roared like a wild beast.

His divine body was incredibly strong, and the terrifying sound waves and overwhelming momentum he emitted were like crashing waves, directly shattering the magic array!

If it were a thousand years ago, he would not have dared to act in this way. Too many ants can kill an elephant. Moreover, there were many gods on this land who could be compared to him.

But now, once they show their faces, they are all lambs to the slaughter.

The Death Knight's crimson eyes radiated an aura of death as he charged out of the trap, ready to unleash a massacre. However, the auras of those supernatural beings were as elusive as fish submerged in water.

All those with supernatural powers have methods to protect themselves, as slippery as an eel.

Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. This isn't God's domain, and no one knows how much power the local psychics can unleash.

The Death Knight didn't delay and continued forward.

The seven seals not only unleashed the full power of the Four Horsemen, but also endowed them with different qualities.

These qualities cannot be said to come entirely from God, but rather are more likely to be bestowed by the times.

God wrote the Book of Revelation thousands of years ago, foretelling future disasters and believing that a new world needed to be created, so the Four Horsemen are also known as the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

It is recorded in the Gospels that believers believe that at some point in the future, no one of the flesh will be saved.

In the legends of the ages, they were like chosen ones, and people believed that this was the authority of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, which is why they possessed their current abilities.

The white horse suffers from plague, the red horse from war, the black horse from famine, and the gray horse from death.

Four knights set out from the holy city of Jerusalem, each drawing back a corner of a vast curtain. Though they charged alone, they were followed by a massive cloud of clouds that could envelop the entire earth, eventually meeting on the other side of the world.

All you need to do is travel all over the world to reap three-quarters of lives.

At the Sequence 6 and Sequence 5 levels, the application of power becomes more mysterious; the power in the dark is difficult for science to explain.

This is a kind of destiny bestowed upon us.

Therefore, the Four Horsemen were invincible at this moment, and they wanted to win again and again.

But when the Death Knight advanced another few hundred miles, countless people fell to the ground, their bodies lying in wait.

Just then, a dazzling white flying sword rushed in, its brilliant light illuminating the Death Knight's entire field of vision.

fast!

too fast!

The Death Knight sensed an alarming danger and had no choice but to retreat, but even so, the sharp sword tip still pierced his shoulder.

A resounding clang echoed through the sky!

The armor was pierced, and the flying sword passed right through it. Although it failed to pierce the neck and sever the Death Knight's head, it still achieved a result.

The black blood was sprayed into the air!

As a price, the legendary immortal sword instantly collapsed, splitting into two halves that fell into the dust, never to be seen again.

The Death Knight was wounded in the shoulder, pierced through both front and back, but instead of defending himself, he swung his scythe at the source of the flying sword.

The void was instantly cleaved open, revealing a massive, abyss-like fault line that stretched for hundreds of miles.

At the edge of the abyss stood a white-robed swordsman. Facing the aura emanating from the scythe of death, he showed no fear whatsoever. His eyes held an unwavering and pure conviction. He suddenly spat out a blood sword, gathering the essence of his life force. He himself turned into withered bones, instantly reduced to dust under the overwhelming aura of death, his true spirit annihilated.

But that blood sword, imbued with the sword immortal's entire spirit and energy, surged against the current like a swordfish in the ocean of deathly aura, striking the death knight squarely in the chest with lightning speed.

The Death Knight staggered. Black blood spilled from his chest, his internal organs being torn apart by the sword energy.

"Is this the sword immortal inheritance of this civilization? It's terrifying that it can cause this level of damage to my divine body."

The Death Knight knew that this civilization had many lineages of spirit mediums, and the Sword Immortals were one of them. In terms of sheer destructive power, the Sword Immortals lineage would easily rank among the top three among all the lineages of the four major civilizations combined.

It's a pity we'll never see such stunning sword light again.

……

Looking at the video footage coming from the front lines.

The people in the conference hall watched with bloodshot eyes. The ancient sword immortal had not yet recovered to his full strength. His first sword strike exhausted all his vital energy, using a legendary immortal sword as a guide. His second sword strike was imbued with the power of his will. He died and his soul vanished.

If he were at his peak, he wouldn't have ended up like this. Even if he wasn't a match for the Death Knight, he would never have been killed so easily.

They have lost hope in the gods and are now determined to broadcast this information to the entire nation via live stream.

They were furious at the gods' attitude, which treated humanity like rice to be harvested, even if it was immature.

It happened very quickly. On various online platforms, major channels, large screens in schools, internet cafes, public places, workplaces, and even loudspeakers and radio stations in rural areas, the same live broadcast appeared on all screens, whether people were using mobile phones or computers, or ordinary people using the internet to play games, work, or browse forums.

Everyone was in an uproar, not thinking it was a virus infection, because the channel logo in the upper left corner was very eye-catching.

Moreover, the content and scenes were extremely shocking and disturbing. The drone captured images of a city today, where many people were lying on the ground, while a few people who were still standing were extremely bewildered. They were mostly children or teenagers who were too frightened to speak as they stared at the lifeless corpses.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse arrived too quickly, without any warning, and were about to slaughter humanity without any warning.

The spokesperson had no prepared remarks, his eyes were red, and he was very emotional.

"The gods have raised their swords against humanity and are slaughtering the entire world. They have now reached our country, and we, as ordinary people, are powerless to resist the gods' swords."

"But how can we sit idly by and wait to die! We are living beings, we have the right to live! Even the gods have no right to take that away!"

"In primitive times, humans struggled to survive and barely made ends meet. It was our ancestors who paved the way for our survival."

"The descendants of Yan and Huang have always believed that human will can overcome nature. Now that humanity is in peril, whose name can we call upon?"

"Their blood flows in our veins, but we are unworthy descendants. Helpless, we can only call upon the names of our ancestors and beg them to fight for us once more!!"

The spokesperson roared, his blood almost boiling, his life hanging in the balance, making it difficult to remain calm, because he knew that the critical moment had arrived.

Back when that commissioner returned from Mount Everest, he also brought back a cryptic message.

Psychics are humanity's only way out.

After the commissioner returned, the phrase kept repeating in his mind day and night. At first, it was just a Mandarin phrase, and no one paid any attention to it, finding it inexplicable. But as time went on, the phrase evolved into something resembling a language from the spirit world.

It seemed like taboo knowledge, constantly echoing in my mind.

The commissioner, tormented day and night, was almost unrecognizable, emaciated and exhausted. He lost more than 40 pounds in a short period of time, becoming skin and bones. Just when he was about to give up, he unexpectedly learned of a secret technique from that strange and mysterious statement.

Faced with this calamity, even the united human race can only protect itself. As one of the world's major powers, who else can they rely on?