Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

"You are not a simple friend!"

As a genius who broke out from a small planet, Zhao Qianyue must have special abilities to be admitted to the prestigious Taiyuan Academy in the universe, especially the meticulous ability to observe a person, which is terrifying.

Song Qingshu's action of lifting the frame of his glasses was seen by everyone in the viewing platform, but no one thought much about it because it was already commonplace. However, Zhao Qianyue noticed something strange, so she reminded her younger brother.

As a sister, Zhao Qianyue has an unusual affection for her younger brother. Sometimes, the two of them are siblings, friends, and besties.

Sometimes Zhao Qianye would tell his sister Zhao Qianyue about things that were not convenient for others to tell, and almost treated her like an information disposal trash can; conversely, Zhao Qianyue did the same, except for some women's private matters.

It is inconvenient for her bratty brother to know, and the rest of the things she knows are almost more than her friends know, which is enough to show the close relationship between the two siblings.

Zhao Qianye was startled, and when he heard his sister's message, he cautiously turned his head and smiled at her, expressing his understanding.

Zhao Qianyue wanted to say something else, but suddenly a shrill scream came from the battlefield, causing her to swallow back the words that were on her lips.

"ah……"

A dwarf, just over 1 meter tall, was at the outermost edge of the team, and his throat was suddenly cut.

Almost at the same time, several screams were heard from several places on the outermost edge of the encirclement.

The dwarf was startled, and quickly turned around and looked behind him warily.

One by one, the dwarves fell into pools of blood with their whole bodies convulsing, and it seemed they would not survive long.

"No, this is impossible..."

Hammer Danbeth let out an angry roar, his face full of disbelief, "Who are you? Come out, come out..."

A terrible panic spread among the dwarves.

It was obviously a clear sky and a sunny day, but the dwarves were so frightened that a stream of cold sweat broke out on their foreheads and flowed down their cheeks.

A soft jade hand held a light-collecting dagger and quietly stretched it towards the neck of a dwarf who was looking around with a look of fear on his face.

"puff!"

Blood splattered.

The dwarf was convulsing and fell to the ground.

"No, my compatriots...who are you? This is absolutely impossible. There is no shadow. How can you hide it if you smash it?"

Hammer Danbeth yelled angrily.

Death continues to play out, like a beautiful waltz. Every time a woman's chuckle rings in the ears of the dwarves, one dwarf falls.

Panic is spreading.

"This, this... what is going on? I clearly chose a time of clear day and day without the shadow of dark night, so why was I still attacked by your tribe?"

Wang Shuang's eyes widened as he watched his men die miserably one by one, but there was nothing he could do.

Sudden!

His eyes widened, as if he had thought of something, and he murmured loudly: "Shadows, shadows... The problem lies with the shadows of the dwarves."

Even if it is sunny and daytime, as long as there is sunlight, the dwarves will have shadows cast. It is just a matter of the size of the shadow.

"But how is this possible? Are Song Qingshu's tribe not just ordinary night elves? But rarer elite units with more precious skills?"

Wang Shuang couldn't figure it out even if he thought about it, because it was simply impossible.

How can you, a newcomer who has not awakened to the radiance of divinity and realized the priesthood, be able to contract high-level tribesmen? Do you really think that these creatures are fools?

Even though he couldn't figure it out despite racking his brains, Wang Shuang had to recognize the facts before his eyes.

He cracked the secret of the night elves and hurriedly shouted to his followers: "Shadows, they are shadows... they are hiding in your shadows!"

The dwarves suddenly felt a lot more at ease when they were shocked. As long as they knew where the enemy came from, there would always be a way to find a solution.

The dwarves stood back to back two by two, showing their ready formation.

The killing also disappeared.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood and a tense atmosphere.

The dwarves were highly tense, and their sharp eyes, as sharp as knives, scanned every inch of space around them that could hide people.

The night elves didn't show up anymore, as if they were being guarded by the dwarves, which made them somewhat helpless.

"We have found a way, we have found a way! There is nothing we can do about the smashing of these shadows, they are helpless..." The dwarf roared excitedly when he saw that his companions were not attacked again.

"Everyone, please be careful of these guys in the shadows!" Iron Hammer Danbeth held a sledgehammer in his hand vigilantly, patrolling the surrounding space, never forgetting to remind his companions.

But they were happy for too long. No one knew what the night elves hiding in the shadows were thinking or what they wanted to do.

Time is passing slowly!

As the battles in other classes ended, many students came to the viewing platform and quietly watched this strange battle.

Half an hour later!

A stream of cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the dwarf leader, and he clenched the handle of the sledgehammer tightly, covered with sweat. He seemed to be aware of the sneaky tricks of the guys hiding in the shadows, and said in shock and anger: "These damn shadow people, they

In deliberately creating panic, they are stalling for time, trying to tire us out and then harvest us."

The long period of high tension made the dwarves look a little tired. If this situation continued, I'm afraid they would all be dead before it got dark.

Wang Shuang, who was high up in the sky, looked gloomy. He also discovered the insidious tricks of the night elves, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He can't go on like this.

He turned to look at Song Qingshu and decided to provoke him. His expression was unprecedentedly cautious and he shouted seriously: "Classmate Song Qingshu, you have a high-level military unit, don't you have the courage to fight me head-on?"

Song Qingshu took off his glasses and smiled shyly, "Have you ever seen me command my troops?"

Wang Shuang's face was suffocated, and he continued to fight without giving up: "Don't you want to have a hearty battle?"

Song Qingshu grinned, with a weird self-mockery in his smile, "Let me choose between losing and winning, and I care more about winning!"

Wang Shuang had heard about Song Qingshu's tragic experience, and when he saw the other party acting like this, even the bloody spirit that a young man should have had been smoothed out by life, how much more competitive spirit could he still have in his heart?

He sighed secretly, "This kind of guy who doesn't have enough money and has been severely beaten by society is the most difficult to deal with!"

He doesn't care about dignity, let alone honor and disgrace, he just wants to live. This kind of person is the most terrifying opponent.

time flies!

In the blink of an eye, 2 hours have passed.

The dwarves were highly mentally exhausted, and almost every warrior's face showed deep fatigue.

The dwarf leader knew that if this continued, the tribesmen would definitely fall before they could survive until night.

He gripped the handle of the hammer tightly and shouted angrily: "You bastards from the Dark Night Forest, don't you, the high-level creatures who think so highly of themselves, not even have the courage to fight against me, Hammer Danbeth?"

"Does the great god you believe in only teach you to hide in the shadows and attack others? You cowards, rubbish, and the sneaky gods behind you are all rubbish."