Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

Thinking back to the murderous attack by that old bastard Andrew in the virtual universe, if the other party had deliberately targeted his teacher, I'm afraid Li Ruolan would also be ruined.

He was silent for a moment and blamed himself: "Teacher, most of the reason why the student union is in trouble this time is because of yourself. You don't have to wade into this muddy water!"

Li Ruolan lifted her long hair from her ears and temples. She was also scared, but she calmly smiled and said: "I am your homeroom teacher, and I have the responsibility to face this with you."

Zhao Qianye was startled, and nodded slightly with some emotion.

The teacher and student chatted some more and then hung up the communication.

Zhao Qianye used Pingbaizhinao and went directly to the school's official website to choose his rewards for this competitive competition.

If you win two virtual competitions, you will get two ordinary card resources each; in a real battle, you will get two black iron rewards. If the damage to the tribe is not too serious, it can be regarded as a generous reward.

There was nothing to choose from for supplies of this level, so he chose them casually and sent the relevant information directly to the school's intelligent system.

In order to ensure the water needs of the public in the future, he chose well water with special characteristics.

Name: A well water

Level: Black Iron★★

Quantity:1

Characteristics: sweet, delicious, clean

Usage: A well water can meet the water needs of the tribe. You don't have to worry about the death of tribesmen due to lack of water in the hot summer and cold winter.

Name:Forage

Level: Black Iron★★

Quantity: one large piece

Characteristics: Easy to grow, lush.

Utility: It can be used for grazing, and it can also be used for food.

As for the other two supplies, they are the most common 100 pigs and an ordinary fir forest.

The supplies were delivered very quickly and were delivered to Panlong Building. After being inspected by security personnel, they passed through the hands of the old housekeeper and reached Zhao Qianye.

The obelisk he needed was also sent over. It was obvious that Li Ruolan had contributed a lot to this matter.

"I am a rare teacher!"

Zhao Qianye was inexplicable, "Put it in the school of Shuilan Star and issue a good person card properly!"

For a student's growth, family education is important, but his or her teacher is equally important. I am lucky to have met such a teacher.

He thought of his own men, who suffered heavy casualties, and was extremely worried.

The members of the tribe have now been sent back to their own divine realm through the transfer gate re-established by the school, but he is still extremely worried about them; in addition, he needs to see what the hell is that ancient altar, a treasure that determines his future.

What exactly does it do? What can it bring to you?

"Master, what do you want?"

Old John was startled when he saw Zhao Qianye getting up and walking towards the auxiliary warehouse.

"Alas, my men were seriously injured and killed. I have to go see them." Zhao Qianye sighed.

Old John was startled. He didn't expect that the young master would still be in the mood to care about these external things after suffering a great disaster. He reminded him worriedly, "Master, your body..."

"I know something in my mind. If anyone from the clan asks me, just say I'm tired and have already fallen asleep!" Zhao Qianye confessed, re-entered the auxiliary warehouse, put on the spirit multiplier, and stepped into the nutrient solution.

"Okay, Master!" Although Old John was still worried, seeing that the Master was concerned about the safety of his troops, he agreed.

Watching the door of the auxiliary warehouse close again, he sighed with emotion, "The young master has achieved what he has now at such a young age. It's really not a fluke! This bastard from Black Dragon Mountain has gone too far to deceive others. He is such a majestic and great being, but he doesn't want to

It's really abominable to have the nerve to attack the young master..."

After knowing what happened in the school, Old John was very angry, but it didn't help. Just like the senior bosses who were optimistic about Zhao Qianye before, they were extremely angry that Andrew was shameless and dealt with a junior. But when things really happened, no one

He wanted to stand up for the dead Zhao Qianye because the deal was not worth it.

After all, the Bruce family of Black Dragon Mountain and the rest of the god family are simply not enough to fill their teeth.

Chaotic void!

Divine realm.

Little Os and the remaining surviving dwarves each held the clothes of their dead compatriots in their hands. The clothes and armor were covered with quick-drying blood stains.

Their eyes were full of sorrow, and after coming out of the portal, they walked towards their homes.

Dwarf home!

The old, weak, women and children who stayed behind seemed to sense something. They walked out of their homes and came outside the tribe to look into the distance.

"Mom, mom, dad, is he coming back?"

Aunt Nicole's two children, Colin and Buck, stood in the crowd, chattering and asking Nicole excitedly.

Nicole rubbed the heads of the two little guys and replied affectionately and hopefully, "Of course! Your father is a great hero. He fights for the gods we believe in, and he fights to protect our home.

, when you grow up, you must be like your father and become a great hero."

Colin raised his little head and shouted loudly: "Mom, mom... I will also be a great hero like my father in the future!"

"I want it too, I want it too!" Buck echoed excitedly.

When the neighbors saw little Colin and Buck, they seemed to see themselves in their hometown, and they laughed at Nicole and said, "They are the hope of our Red Hearth Clan!"

Nicole smiled softly, "Yes, these little things are the hope of our Turin descendants!"

Suddenly, the little guy in front who ran out to investigate the situation came running and chirping like crazy, shouting cheerfully to the adults: "Uncle Os and the others are back, they are back..."

"Dad is back..."

The faces of the dwarf women and children were filled with joy.

The team led by Little Os climbed over the hillside and appeared in the sight of the dwarf women and children.

The expressions of the dwarves who were originally looking happy changed, and a bad thought came to their mind.

No matter how reluctant Little Os was, the road to his homeland still came to an end. A team of less than 200 people stood in front of the dwarves. They all looked sad and ashamed, holding blood-stained battle clothes in their hands, dumbfounded.

Look at your compatriots.

"Dad! Dad!"

Like naughty children, Colin and Buck rushed into the team, searching for their familiar figures in the crowd.

Little Os walked out of the team and rushed to the leader, Aunt Nicole, and apologized full of guilt and shame: "Aunt Nicole, I, I..."

Although Nicole guessed something, she still searched the crowd with her eyes. The figure who had been with her day and night could not be found.

With tears in her eyes, she suppressed the grief in her heart. She looked at the blood-stained clothes in Ossie's hands and asked sadly: "Blair, he...is gone?"

Little Oss burst into tears and nodded.

"You have to be strong, Mr. Os, anyone can fall, but you can't."

Nicole seemed to have been stabbed in the mute point. She didn't ask a word. She just endured the grief in her heart, patted Ossie's shoulder, comforted Ossie, who was also grieving, and asked: "

Do you know why?"

Little Os felt like his heart was torn apart, but he shook his head in tears.

"Because you are destined to guide us, the descendants of Turin, to return to our former glory, the great king of the dwarves, my child..."

Little Os was startled and nodded heavily with tears in his eyes.

"Let our heroes be buried, they deserve such a generous gift!" Aunt Nicole said sadly.

Sudden!

Aunt Nicole, Little Os and others seemed to sense something and raised their heads to look at the sky.

When Zhao Qianye saw this, he showed his figure, fell from high altitude, and floated at low altitude. He waved his hand and pointed to a group of light clouds high in the sky, "There, our warriors will station in the eternal shrine and always protect our home.

And relatives.”

Everyone followed the guidance and looked at the clouds high in the sky.

After a while, the clouds dispersed, revealing the figures of the fallen warriors. Each of them wore armor and held weapons in their hands. They would protect their beloved homeland and their loved ones until death.