I kill monsters and reveal my main godhead

The endless gray-black undead army besieging Boer City seemed to be instantly smudged by green paint.

Large tracts disappeared.

"This is?"

Bran, who was standing on the city wall and personally supervising the battle, always felt that the scene in front of him was a bit familiar.

At this time, he seemed to be an eighth-level magician of both earth and water systems.

Talent is everywhere!

Plus he's not yet sixty years old.

If he were born in a peaceful era, Bran's talent would be fully qualified to reach level nine.

10 updates have been released, and the main artifact and main godhead are coming one after another.

Chapter 67 Remarks on the launch

It will be available at midnight tomorrow.

I’m writing a testimonial again.

The current data of this book is better than the previous two books, and its best result is in the top 30 of the light novel category on the new book list.

Even if he doesn't make it to the overall rankings, it's already the best result for Lao Niu.

Thank you to the readers, and also to the dedicated editors!

This book was originally planned to be released after the Spring Festival, so that Lao Niu could work hard to save some manuscripts.

But there is a problem:

Without the pressure of daily updates, Lao Niu will always catch fish unconsciously.

Including but not limited to watching TV shows and playing games.

Playing an ancient Three Kingdoms game, I always play it day and night.

In order to push myself, I gritted my teeth and published this novel years ago.

At this time, I have a little archive~!

The result is tragic~

The time before and after the holidays, as well as various trivial matters, are extremely compressed.

Not only did the archived manuscripts not become thicker, but a lot of them were consumed.

For this reason, Lao Niu coded words until early in the morning every day~!

After publishing the book, Lao Niu has indeed become the diligent writer Lao Niu again.

But the coding speed is really not very fast, and it can't compare to those tentacle monsters that easily produce tens of thousands every day.

……

In addition, Lao Niu has a principle for writing books, which I will reiterate here!

Don’t ask for leave, keep updating~!

Three books, this was the case even when I was a novice at coding, let alone now that the speed of coding has improved slightly.

About the setting of this book:

On the premise that the world view does not collapse, Lao Niu tries to use a little bit of his imagination.

Anyway, the detached way I planned would definitely be different.

As for whether it will change in the end, Lao Niu doesn’t know.

While writing the book, I also insisted on reading other works.

Then, the ideas for writing books will also be inspired and promoted by other excellent authors.

Update plan——

There will be 10 updates on the first day, and 5 updates every day after that, which means words of updates.

Until Lao Niu's manuscripts are exhausted.

Then how much can I write every day, and how much more~!

The high probability is around 6K.

If the follow-up subscription is not satisfactory, it will be merged into one large chapter update.

It is estimated that the chapters of this book will not last for three months. Please don’t scold me.

Without a little bit of side plot, it would be difficult to write 300,000 words based on Panlong's world view.

If you really can’t help but scold me, please scold me lightly~!

A broken mentality really affects the author's passion for writing.

……

For example, the burning point of the destruction of Blackwater City was really written by Lao Niu with all his emotions.

Congratulations~!

last of the last!

I cry and beg you to give me a first order. First order is really important for a work~!

If possible, please open an automatic subscription~!

The skill of Lao Niu is not that good, but the character of the eunuch who writes books is still guaranteed.

begging!

Chapter 68 The main artifact!

Chapter 68 67. The main artifact!

"Time is running out."

"Lao San, did you really leave in the teleportation array?"

Branyou thought in disbelief.

The two ancestors were still fighting for their lives outside the city of Boer. As the current emperor of the Boer Empire, he could only visit the battlefield in person.

Countless undead creatures continued to pile up under the towering city walls that were over a thousand meters high.

They swarmed over the city like a colony of ants.

"Hey! I didn't expect that what I was fighting for was the last emperor."

Bran laughed at himself.

But he didn't know that the "Leviathan catastrophe" would break out once in ten thousand years.

At that time, Bran was only a sixth-level magician and did not even know that there was a god-level powerhouse behind the Bol Empire.

At most, we know that there is more than one Holy Domain Magister behind the Bol family.

That’s all!

Bran could no longer see the battle hundreds of miles away, and at this moment when Bol City was about to be overwhelmed by the endless undead army.

Suddenly, towering giant trees suddenly rose from the ground, countless black and green terrifying vines grew, and the roots of endless giant trees flew like crazy octopus tentacles.

Undead creatures are constantly being pulled into the depths of the earth.

"Puff puff puff~!"

The sound of corpse demon’s flesh and blood disintegrating!

"Boom Kaka~!"

The sound of the bones of the undead skeleton cracking!

There are endless sounds.

Large areas of undead creatures are like gray and black ink paintings submerged in the endless green sea.

The endless green color quickly smeared the entire world as far as the eye could see.

"Lao San, this is Lao San's magic!"

Bran was so excited that he almost couldn't help but jump off the city wall, but luckily he was caught by the palace guards beside him.

"Crunch~!"

A Warcraft corpse demon that had finally climbed to the top of the city climbed up and tried to get closer to Bran.

But a black-green vine suddenly stretched out from the endless forest and entangled it between the lightning and flint.

The Warcraft Corpse Monster struggled wildly.

"Bang~!"

Black and green vines grew and entangled rapidly, and the monster corpse exploded into a blood mist.

The gray-black blood mist fell back under the gravity of Alice's plane.

Most of it was soaked into the ground, but some of the dirty blood that burst out from the gaps in the vines splashed onto the city wall.

"Click~!"

Blood fell on Bran's magician's robes and face.

The sudden change did not dissatisfy Bran, who always loved tidiness.

Instead, it brought him back to reality from despair.

"Hahahaha!"

During the flash of blue brilliance, a cleaning magic was blessed on his body.

The dirty blood that had previously stained his body disappeared, and Bran laughed maniacally that was not befitting his identity.

"My brother is back~!"

Just at this moment, Liszt, wrapped in emerald green vines, appeared on the city wall.

To be precise, it appeared in mid-air half a foot away from the city wall.

Which magician doesn't like to be clean, and Liszt doesn't want his robes to be contaminated by the blood gurgling on the city wall.

"Bran, I'm late!"

Liszt, whose silver hair exuded a bit of life, just looked at Bran like this.

"The torrent of life~!"

Holding a huge emerald green staff, he raised his hand and released a life-based forbidden magic.

"Wow~!"

Large swaths of emerald green raindrops splashed on Boer City.

The sergeants with broken arms and legs felt a terrible itch coming from them.

"My, my legs have grown!"

"The arms have grown!"

"Am I not dead?"

Many soldiers were dying, but still had a faint breath of life.

Under the treatment of Liszt's life taboo magic, they all regained their vitality.

Not only have they recovered, but their physical strength and fighting spirit have also returned to their strongest peak.

Many of them have improved their fighting spirit quality due to the training between life and death.

"I can fight for three more days!"

There are disabled soldiers who have recovered as before and can't help but make heroic speeches.

It's a pity, looking at the lush virgin forest under the city wall.