Lord of the People: a Hundredfold Increase From the Undead Chapter 968

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Everyone stared at the scene in front of them.

Although they couldn't see the level of the enemy, they could still infer some from the expressions and states of the rest of the people on the scene.

This awakened **** is not just exaggerated as in the story, maybe it is really powerful.

"It's over, the Rebels really lost."

"Eregon and Criolando, the two teamed up, but they still lost..."

The rebels who were eliminated felt a little regretful.

The rebels, from their initial disadvantage, have been fighting until now.

I thought it would turn defeat into victory, but in the end, the guardian army entered the final step in a way of dying together.

The resurrection of the gods is just a formality. Normal traversers can't even defeat ordinary heroes, let alone this god.

The number three player in the world, 'Coleridge', was sitting on a larger leather chair, drinking fruit wine while watching the live broadcast.

"It's a pity that the rebel army has come to this point, but still failed to win."

He didn't remember anyone else, but he knew the dark-haired girl with the long gun.

Through the chat channel, it is also clear that the Asian faces with the largest number of people here belong to Fang Hao's subordinate lords.

This is a bit scary.

The strength of the subordinate lord is enough to challenge the people on the leaderboard.

In the silence, the **** of tyranny straightened up and threw the hydra in his hand aside.

His eyes fell on the black-haired young man in front of him.

Fang Hao can see the divine light on him clearly, so he can naturally see it on Fang Hao too.

"You shouldn't have interfered." The God of Tyranny looked at him and said.

Fang Hao shrugged and said, "I don't want the mission conditions either."

The **** of tyranny narrowed his eyes slightly, full of anger and hatred.

Before, it was only considered to be a riot by the rebels.

Now that he saw the divine light on the opponent, he knew that there was a **** involved in it.

Faith is the most important resource among the gods.

The **** of tyranny doesn't know what system or mission it is, and only thinks that the other party is here to take the opportunity to instigate riots and plunder the beliefs of souls.

This is no different from grabbing money and sucking blood in his hands.

"You will pay the corresponding price for your actions." The voice of the **** of tyranny became colder and colder, and he took off the meteor hammer hanging from his waist.

Seeing that he was about to make a move, Fang Hao said to his side: "Jiayue, take everyone to kill those people in the city, and don't worry about the rest."

Dong Jiayue hesitated, but nodded in agreement.

Looking behind him, he walked towards the city with hundreds of traversers.

Who to kill is actually very clear.

The leader of the Guardian Army, Savannah.

Looking at these thugs, intending to bypass himself.

The **** of tyranny, with killing intent in his eyes, raised his hammer with monstrous power, and wanted to directly kill these traitors who disobeyed him.

"Carobane, hold still, let them pass."

The God of Tyranny stopped suddenly.

There was disbelief in his eyes, and he let those weak as ants walk around him and walked back.

The traversers of the rebel army saw that the other side really didn't move.

Speed up and run away quickly.

It's better to kill Savanna and the others than to face this lower god.

The sense of restraint on the body disappeared.

The **** of tyranny, his body shines brightly.

The chain hammer in his hand turned into a stream of black light and shot forward suddenly.

The majestic power seemed to cut through the space, and it flew to the front in the blink of an eye.

Billowing black air, wrapped in a metal chain hammer.

"Carobane, your target is on the left." Fang Hao stood on the spot and spoke softly.

Huh~!

The flying hammer suddenly turned around and hung in the air.

Phew~boom!

The moment it fell into the sky, it exploded like a pillar of flame.

The earth-shattering energy, like a nuclear explosion, flooded the rebel camp behind him, and burned it to ashes in the sky-high flames.

The deflagration blast pushed all the vegetation in the distant dense forest like a crushing blow.

Dong Jiayue and the others, who had already fled for a certain distance, suddenly turned their heads to look this way.

A pillar of fire that shot straight into the sky.

Make everyone's eyes widen.

The camp of the rebel army is a camp that can accommodate 150,000 troops.

Just before my eyes, engulfed by black flames.

"Let's go!" Dong Jiayue shouted, quickening her pace.

Everyone woke up and continued to run away to the distance, trying to avoid the strong wind that spread.

Facing a battle of this level is not as shocking as watching a live broadcast.

They have experienced it first-hand, and there is only fear in their hearts.

Fear of the gods.

A low **** can actually destroy a city with one move.

The flames are monstrous.

The air waves like a gust of wind whistled in my ears.

Fang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and the heat behind him made him extremely uncomfortable.

The dragon armor wraps the whole body, resisting the heat.

Casually condensed the thunder spear fire arrows, and shot towards the opponent.

The God of Tyranny snorted coldly, and just as he was about to dodge, he heard a voice enter his ears.

"Carobane, you can't move."

After a brief pause, the Thunder Spear and Fire Arrow had arrived in front of him.

Poof~poof!

The thunder spear pierced through his body, and the rest of the fire arrows and fireballs left only some slight scars.

Fang Hao's godhead has reached the middle **** level, and even ordinary skills can achieve terrifying effects.

The **** of tyranny reached out and wiped the wound.

The wound that was still disturbed by lightning began to recover quickly.

The wound healed, and the dark red **** of tyranny shot again, with blood-colored demonic flames billowing from his body,

Blink is in front of you.

Fang Hao's pupils shrank slightly, he stepped lightly, and stepped back.

The two godhead abilities of 'Elf Wind' and 'Ling Feng' made his speed even faster.

It's like walking on the wind instead of using brute force to increase your speed.

As soon as the figure left, the chain hammer had already fallen.

Boom~hoo!

After a loud noise, the towering pillar of fire shot straight into the sky from the original position.

The scorching flames burned the surrounding air, as if they wanted to burn everything around them.

Fighting has never been Fang Hao's strong point.

When entering the dungeon, I always wanted to keep a low profile as much as possible.

A traveler mission, don't reveal too much.

But now it's different.

Fighting against real gods doesn't allow him to think about preserving his strength anymore.

The raging air wave brought him backwards.

Stretching out a hand to touch his waist, a longbow made of white bones appeared in his hand.

Eyes fixed on the target, draw the bow to the full moon.

Whoosh whoosh!

In an instant, three arrows roared out.

The **** of tyranny felt the power contained in the arrow, and his eyes became more vigilant.

The warhammer in his hand kept swinging, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the magic flames surged to the sky.

On the other side, Fang Hao kept drawing his bow and shooting arrows.

Arrows followed like a shadow, attacking the target in all directions.

In the city.

The buildings in the city were turned into ruins in the explosion, the roads were potholed, and several fallen trees were exposed to the ground together with several roots.

On a ruin.

Thousands of traversers, including Dong Jiayue, Ai Ruigang, and Li Rong, dressed in rebel uniforms, are surrounding Savannah and the remaining five guardians.

An airtight circular human wall was formed.

But the faces of the five people surrounded in the middle were extremely ugly.

"Savanna, this is different from the plan. Where's the god?" Angel Dust's lord asked in a low voice, holding his shield vigilantly.

According to the script, after resurrecting the gods.

Will start massacring the rebels.

But the form in front of him is just the opposite.

The rebel army gathered thousands of people, surrounded them, and pretended to send them back to the west.

"The situation on the side of the rebel army is not right, someone can hold back the **** of tyranny." Savanna said with a serious face.

The monstrous flames that kept rising outside the city clearly indicated that someone was fighting.

A person who can hold back the gods will naturally not be weaker than the gods.

The Rebels have been preserving their strength?

In other words, they also completed some tasks and unlocked heroes comparable to gods.

But at this time, they can't think too much, because they are also facing danger.

There are five guards in total, how could it be possible to fight thousands of people.

"Savanna, it's over." Eragon walked out of the crowd and said softly.

Savannah looked at this. Second Under Heaven, who attended her wedding a few days ago, showed a smile and said, "Aregon, let's play for a while as a friend? How about we have these few people left?" There is no threat to you."

The leader of Angel Dust also smiled immediately, and said: "Yes, actually our mission is over, which side wins in the end depends entirely on the two NPCs outside the city, we are friends, let's mix up points! "

The traversers, on the surface, still maintain a form of peaceful mutual assistance.

Especially the few people in the head, no one wants to destroy their own image.

Eregon stepped on the broken tiles on his toes and looked at the five people in front of him.

Like a mouse cornered, nervous but trying to find a way to survive.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you this time, if I don't kill you, how can I explain to the brothers behind me." Errigan said.

The leader of the thirteenth team immediately said: "Eregon, those who die in the rebel army are soldiers, and those who die by us are traversers. What do you say?"

A few people are still a little unwilling, and plan to find a way to delay until the end.

There is a good chance that the **** of tyranny can win.

Once they win, it will be these rebels who will die by then.

"Aren't soldiers a resource? Hundreds of thousands of soldiers died here, and they can't be resurrected after returning. Do you think this is a small number?"

Ah this...

The thirteenth team has nothing to say.

Soldiers are the capital to survive.

If the soldiers are gone, the traversers will be more dangerous, but it is better to die directly than the guardian army, there is no real loss.

Savannah rolled her eyes, and said to the surroundings: "Friends of the Rebel Army, everyone is here to do the task, nothing more than to get some more points, after the end, we will compensate you for some losses ,How about it."

There are many people, but there are actually disadvantages.

It's just that people's hearts may not be in harmony.

As long as a small number of benefits are promised and a small number of people agree, this team can be divided.

Moreover, their request is not too much, and they will mix up some points.

However, there was silence all around.

Only a few people behind were talking in low voices.

Savannah and the others were stunned.

These people..., so united?

Eregon pulled out the long sword from his waist, and said softly: "Several, this task is live-streamed, you are all big shots, don't let others see the joke."

this….

Several people stopped talking, but held the weapons in their hands tightly.

"Kill them." Errigan said directly.

Wow~!

Before the voice fell, the surrounding rebels immediately slaughtered them.

In the blink of an eye, the five of them were overwhelmed by the crowd.

The arrow whizzed away, making a sound of piercing through the air.

The berserk power, carrying the coercion of destroying the world, seemed to tear a crack in the sky.

The face of the **** of tyranny who came to kill him instantly became serious.

The body that jumped up into the sky, fell suddenly, avoiding the arrows that were shot.

With the arrows shot out one by one.

The sky is full of arrows, constantly surrounding the target, like a ball of light surrounded by stars.

There is no way to avoid it.

The body of the **** of tyranny was instantly covered with black runes.

Clap clap!

One after another, the arrows hit his body, but they were like ordinary arrows hitting the iron plate, and instantly shattered into silvery white arcs and scattered.

But the huge force still made him fly backwards.

It crashed directly into the dense forest farther away.

The rest of the arrows turned around again, followed closely behind, and rushed into the dense forest together.

Then there was a boom, a huge boom.

Fang Hao followed quickly, shooting arrows from the longbow in his hand~www.mtlnovel.com~ into the sky like raindrops.

Immediately afterwards, the arrow fell and hit back at the area where the target was located.

The **** of tyranny standing in the dense forest was instantly engulfed by the falling arrows again.

In the angry roar, he was pierced by countless arrows.

The body began to collapse, scattered into countless pieces of flesh.

Fang Hao stepped down on the wind and stood beside the corpse of the **** of tyranny.

The scattered pieces of meat gradually formed a gray-white meat blanket, slowly covering the ground.

The white muscles, the internal blood vessels can be seen, are slowly wriggling.

"Still alive? Really tenacious."

(end of this chapter)

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