Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

Map conversion!

At dusk, the sky is slightly darker and the wasteland is broken.

Wang Meng's tribe of beasts crossed through the portal and came to a strange map.

Orgrim Battleaxe, the son of the chieftain of the Battleaxe clan, stepped out of the teleportation gate with his burly body. He held a sharp ax in his hand and looked around the unfamiliar territory with majestic eyes.

Sensing that the surroundings were temporarily safe, he raised his ax and shouted loudly: "Come out, warriors of the Tomahawk clan! The time has come to serve our god. For the sake of the great Great Ax War God and the glory of our ancestors, come out.

The warrior of our race.”

"Wow!"

One by one, with bulging muscles and a height of 9 feet, the mighty orc warriors stepped out of the portal.

Most of the 300+ orcs are women, children, old and young, but despite this, the bravery and might of the orcs are still unmatched by ordinary races.

Wang Meng crossed his arms, looked at the slightly green Song Qingshu across from him, and said with a malicious smile: "Classmate Song Qingshu, although you have a high-level race, you will definitely fail against the warriors of my beast tribe. Do you understand?"

Song Qingshu shyly pushed down the frames of his glasses, revealing a weak and pitiful expression, as if he was frightened by Wang Meng's domineering power and did not dare to speak.

"hehe!"

Wang Meng smiled strangely. Suddenly, he looked around and saw that there were no outsiders. He persuaded in a low voice: "Classmate Song Qingshu, don't you think it is a waste to have a high-level tribe?"

Song Qingshu was stunned.

"How about we make a deal?" Wang Meng said with evil intentions.

"I don't quite understand what senior means!"

Song Qingshu's eyes were a little dodgeful and he replied weakly.

"Senior knows that your family's situation is not good, so why don't you give this kind of high-level subordinate to your senior, and I'll ask your family to compensate you for some other benefits?"

Wang Meng licked his lips, his eyes sparkling with light, "For example, help you cure your mother's chronic illness?"

Song Qingshu was shocked, with an expression of shock and humiliation in his eyes.

He was silent for a long time, clenching his fists, loosening them again, and finally pulled an unnatural smile from the corner of his mouth and said to Wang Meng: "According to the school regulations..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Meng waved his hand and interrupted, "The rules are set by people. All you need to do is agree, and the seniors will take care of the rest."

Song Qingshu lowered his head.

"The disaster that happened to your parents back then was widely spread in our school. Considering the extent of your mother's injuries back then, I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on for long, right?"

Wang Meng saw Song Qingshu struggling and decided to cut off his sword.

Sudden!

Song Qingshu raised his head, his eyes filled with tears, filled with a kind of creepy bloodshotness and madness. He clenched his fists and shouted excitedly: "Why? Why on earth? I just want to be an honest man.

Good student, why are you forcing me, why?"

Wang Meng's face turned pale when Song Qingshu, a good student who had always been honest and shy, suddenly let out a hysterical roar.

He didn't understand the meaning of the other party's words, but he vaguely felt an unusual smell bursting out of the young man's body.

In order to ease the weird atmosphere between the two of them, he laughed dryly, drifted back a little, and then explained awkwardly: "Senior just said it casually, if you don't want to, just don't mention it, just don't mention it!

"

Wang Meng was a little scared!

Song Qingshu took off his glasses frame and wiped the tears on his face with his sleeves. After putting his glasses back on, he smiled shyly, as if his face changed, and said with some restraint: "Make the seniors laugh!"

He gave Wang Meng a respectful half-bow to show his apology.

Wang Meng looked at Song Qingshu's slightly green smile and his modest and courteous manners. For some reason, he felt a cold air coming from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

The more humble and polite Song Qingshu was at this time, the more it made Wang Meng's scalp numb.

He smiled dryly at Song Qingshu and waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, we are all classmates, junior fellow student is too polite!"

Sudden!

A blood-curdling scream echoed in the sky, scaring Wang Meng's soul out of his wits.

Shattered Wasteland!

Orgrim Battle Ax looked at the tribesman being cut across the throat, and the blood spurting out from the throat. The opponent's strong body fell to the ground in vain and twitching. He roared angrily: "Who is it? Who is it... despicable?"

Sneak attacker, come out, come out..."

"puff!"

Another orc warrior was stabbed through the heart by a sword. His burly body struggled and twitched several times. He couldn't even find the enemy and fell down.

Blood spread on the ground.

Terrible panic spread among the crowd!

"Ah... come out, you damn bastard, come out if you have the guts!" Orgrim Battle Ax waved the sharp ax in his hand and attacked in all directions.

The terrifying shadow of the ax was danced out by sound waves that broke through the air.

Unfortunately, there is no response!

"ah……"

Another scream.

Orgrim Battleaxe and his tribe looked for the sound.

I happened to see a soldier's mouth being covered from behind, and a sharp dagger gently scratched the opponent's throat.

The scarlet and dazzling blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing the faces of the surrounding warriors.

"ah……"

Orgrim's battle ax was furious, and the sharp ax flew out of his hand.

"puff!"

The sharp ax turned into an afterimage, flew past the tribesman's ear, and was caught by another tribesman behind him.

The enemy let out a soft chuckle and disappeared again.

Zhao Qianye, Xiaopang, Qin Ruoxi, Li Ruolan, and some classmates in the class who had finished the battle early appeared on the viewing platform and happened to see such a strange scene.

Everyone covered their mouths in fear and almost screamed.

"Song Qing Shu..."

Wang Meng's eyes glared, and he finally came to his senses, stared at Song Qingshu, and roared: "Tell your men to stop!"

Song Qingshu pushed up the frames of his glasses and smiled shyly. This smile, at this moment, in this scene, fell in Wang Meng's eyes, as if he was being stared at by a cruel and strange poisonous snake, making people sweat on his forehead.

The killing in the Broken Wasteland continues!

"ah……"

"No, no...this is the devil..."

"I don't want to die..."

The orcs who were once brave and unafraid of death, were tortured and killed by enemies in the dark, and most of them collapsed and fell into a pool of blood.

From beginning to end, they didn't even know the appearance of their hidden enemy.

"No……"

Orgrim's battle ax looked up to the sky and let out a painful roar, "You bastards in the shadows, is this how you show the glory of your gods? Coward, smash it, you are tarnishing the greatness of the gods!"

At this moment, Orgrim's battle ax, who was once brave and fearless of life and death, burst into tears and spat out all the curse words in his life. He only wanted to have an open and honest battle with the enemy in the dark.

"as you wish!"

In the setting sun at dusk, a group of strong and slender figures walked out of the shadows. Under the setting sun, their shadows were stretched infinitely, and an inexplicable atmosphere of terror lingered over the broken wasteland:

"You stupid fool from a cold land, how can you blaspheme the glory of our God?"