Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

The fearless sacrifice of the dwarves and the sneak attack by the centaurs made Zhao Qianye furious. He glared at Adolf coldly and said coldly: "Our battle has just begun, Sir Adolf!"

Adolf raised his brows, clenched his cane, and held back the anger in his chest. He turned to look at the viewing platform hidden in the high-altitude clouds, and shouted loudly: "Fellow school leaders, I, Adolf, am not as good as others, and I am willing to admit defeat.

Please take charge of the battle and don’t let my men make fearless sacrifices.”

Zhao Qianye felt a surge of anger rising in his chest. Adolf's shamelessness and wisdom were astonishing, but he almost exploded with anger.

My followers, my property, they are all my heart and soul!

How could he give up so easily?

He overlooked the battlefield and issued a stern order to Little Os for the first time, "I am ashamed of the centaur's despicable sneak attack! My brave warriors died tragically on the battlefield, so use the blood and heads of the enemy to commemorate the dead warriors."

!Little Os, kill them all and never allow any of them to survive!"

Little Os beat his chest and responded with the most solemn etiquette of the dwarves, "I obey my Lord's oracle, I, Os Red Furnace, will definitely destroy all enemies, leaving no trace behind!"

The words have fallen!

Little Os raised his sledgehammer and charged towards the centaur fearlessly without any unnecessary nonsense.

The dwarves maintained this resolute silence, raised their weapons, and attacked the centaurs again.

This time, except for some individual centaur warriors who were able to resist, most of the centaurs were frightened and ran away in panic. But the resistance of only a few people was like a mantis trying to control the chariot.

Therefore, when the big guys on the viewing platform wanted to speak, the centaurs were chased like lost dogs, and most of them had been killed. When the rest fled with their lives, the clever dwarves pulled out the wooden spears and spears stuck in the ground.

The iron spear left behind by the centaur was like hunting. As soon as the dart passed by, one of them was pierced by the iron spear and fell into a pool of blood.

Adolf's face changed wildly when he saw the dwarf chasing his men so ferociously, and he shouted with fear and anger: "I surrender, I surrender, didn't you hear?"

Li Ruolan stretched out her hand to stop Leng Shaofeng, the class teacher who was about to step forward, and sneered: "In a real battle, is there such a thing as surrender?"

Leng Shaofeng was stunned.

Old Man Cai put his hands behind his back, raised the corners of his mouth, and showed a relieved smile like an old fox. He sighed inwardly, "The Zhao family boy is so vicious, but it is so refreshing!"

However, he did not forget to vent his anger at the student who was helping him. He shook his head, thought carefully for a while, and then finally said: "There is really no relevant detailed explanation in the regulations of this school sports meeting!"

Director Fang Shaohua, who had been watching the battle quietly on the side, frowned, looked at the centaurs who were killed by the dwarves on the battlefield, and sighed: "We are grinding on, the little guy from Black Dragon Mountain, I'm afraid we will be killed."

You’re jumping and scolding your mother!”

Li Ruolan sneered in her heart, "You dare to deprive me of my resources, can I still scare you?"

She proudly stopped the senior school officials who wanted to take action, and said unreasonably and domineeringly: "No! Since it is a real battlefield, it naturally has to look like a real battlefield. Could it be that that day when we were fighting on the plane battlefield, we couldn't defeat the enemy?

Now, are you asking the other party to let us go?"

Nangong Wanqing naturally stood on the side of her best friend and also spoke out to help: "Since Mr. Cai said that this rule is not in the charter this time, it is dispensable! In this case, why not let the two parties participating in the war discuss it?

As elders, if we interrupt, I'm afraid it will make people gossip!"

"Well, I agree too!"

"Seconded!"

When the head teachers of each class saw the opportunity to beat up the losers in class one, they naturally had no reason not to favor the others.

Leng Shaofeng was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

Adolf saw that there was no movement outside the viewing platform for a long time, so he knew that he was in danger this time. He speculated that he had ridiculed and tested Cai Yankang in public more than half a month ago, and was resented by this old bastard.

He suddenly felt a trace of regret for what he had done.

But he still refused to give up and rushed to the virtual universe to ask for help: "Student Adolf surrenders, please stop this senseless massacre!"

"This system cannot respond to the request made by student Adolf. If you have any questions, please contact the relevant founder. The final right of interpretation belongs to the founder alone."

"Hey! Are you stupid?"

Zhao Qianye laughed, "This is a real battlefield. Do you think it's a virtual competition? You can stop whenever you want?"

Adolf gritted his teeth and wished he could knock Zhao Qianye's shit out with his cane, but he had to suppress the anger in his chest and try to appear calm, "Poor people, how on earth are you going to stop this last senseless massacre? Your subordinates,

I have already won everyone's respect, isn't that enough?"

Zhao Qianye crossed his arms and sneered. For Adolf, he was very angry when he opened his mouth like a poor man and shut up like a poor man, but he knew that he needed to buy time for his people, so he sneered and said mockingly: "I'm very curious.

After all your troops were wiped out in this battle, what will happen to Mr. Sir's status in the Bruce family?"

Adolf's face turned pale, and an unspeakable fear suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart, causing the aristocratic demeanor he had always maintained to disappear.

He trembled with fear, "You, you...what do you want?"

Zhao Qianye sneered.

Adolf raised his cane, furious and threatening, "Poor man, do you know the identity of Adolf? Do you know the consequences of offending my Bruce family?"

Zhao Qianye seemed to feel a sense of evil coming from the sky, a terrifying will that would make ordinary true gods tremble with fear.

Thinking of his close relatives; thinking of what he promised his sister to do; thinking of the relatives and friends of the Zhao and Liu families, the miserable scene of being suppressed by the Bruce family, and the Battle of Sunset Canyon, where little Os watched his loved ones being killed by the Cang family.

The miserable battlefield of the Blue Beast Owl. He trembled all over, a chill rose from the bottom of his heart, and an unprecedented malice made the pores all over his body solidify at this moment.

Adolf took advantage of the situation and launched the worst soul torture, "Poor people, have you ever seen your loved ones die tragically in front of you, or the desperate end of your family's female relatives being enslaved?"

Zhao Qianye's eyes widened and he looked at Adolf in disbelief.

"Women were played with, men were beheaded, and as art collections, they were kept in cupboards for people to admire. Are you willing to see such a desperate scene that makes you feel incompetent and hopeless?

"

"enough!"

Zhao Qianye was so frightened that cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He clenched his fists and roared, "I believe justice will eventually defeat evil! Even if you, the Bruce family, I, the great Lord of the Dawn, the witness of the mountains, the patron saint of the Red Furnace Clan, will always

I will not bow to evil. Not now, nor in the future. I will use the sharp sword in my hand to protect my closest relatives and loved ones! My relatives, as well as those who love me and those I love, will always be my most precious

None of you can take away these things, no one can take them away..."

In the dark, there is a light of righteousness, descending from the sky, like a comet, landing on Zhao Qianye.