On the barren plains simulated by the God Domain System, the believers of the two demigods had already begun to come into contact.
But to the gnolls who were obviously thinner and shorter.
This close contact with the purpose of war.
It was obviously not good!
"Peng, peng, peng--"
The Frogmen of Sisba, who were holding long weapons and charging, were walking tanks.
There was no way to fight against these malnourished gnolls, who were at least at the first rank.
At the moment of contact, the frogmen charged forward like brothers.
"Aaa
On the spot, the 20 to 30 gnolls in the front row were sent flying back while howling in pain!
His bony chest and dry arms were strangely sunken and twisted.
Even the gnolls at the very front who had suffered the most.
The twisted arm bones broke, forming bone splinters that pierced through the skin and muscles, along with the deeply caved in chest. They flew and smashed heavily into a few gnolls.
Then, he could only breathe out but not in. He could only open his mouth wide, which was gushing out blood and shattered internal organs, and tried to breathe in vain.
"Winter is guiding us! For Ancestor God Savaslo!"
However, what followed were the frogmen of Sisba who were unforgiving.
He raised his harpoon, spear, and other weapons.
Looking at the gnoll that had been knocked down, he ruthlessly stabbed at its chest, abdomen, and other vital parts!
These harpoons and spears that had been polished to be quite sharp…
Killing was just as easy!
" Aaa
The gnolls, who were originally projections of the divine domain, cried out in pain even though they did not have their own true thoughts.
The Frogmen of Sisba, who had rushed up from behind and continued to charge forward, once again fell to the ground with their harpoons.
One by one.
The gnolls turned into corpses, and their blood splattered with a certain smell of sulfur.
In just a few minutes.
Zhao Sheng's Sisba Frogmen had forcefully smashed down more than half of the gnolls 'loose formation.
The surviving Jackalans, unless they were very far behind, were all injured. Some of them had even turned into corpses lying in pools of blood.
Tang Xieyin, who was floating in the sky, looked extremely unsightly and gloomy."How…could this happen?!”
This included the school leader and two instructors who were outside the virtual battlefield.
As well as the referee sent by the competition.
Their expressions were complicated.
"Good, good, good!" The vice-principal of Sixth High even gritted his teeth."That's great!"
The vice-principal of No.2 Middle School, on the other hand, was a little more carefree in his astonishment."Indeed, the children nowadays are doing quite well.”
He even looked at Qian Hengliang beside him."Don't you think so, Old Qian?"
"Indeed, the younger generation is formidable." Qian Hengliang nodded and replied.
"Humph!" The vice-principal of Sixth High and Tang Xieyin's form teacher were livid and silent.
There was nothing to say about the fact.
It was just that his skills were inferior!
As veterans who worked in the education industry and had come into contact with many projection battles, they could see it now.
Tang Xieyin, whom he had high hopes for, was indeed very strong. He also had a rank 1 special race in his hands.
"But it's impossible to fight against a mutated frogman.”
The vice-principal of Sixth High School was shocked.
He was a weak Divine Power.
Compared to the two form teachers with weak Divine Power, they could clearly sense the strength of Zhao Sheng's faith race.
"I really didn't expect that this child's race would mutate so strongly.”
"Based on my current estimation, there should be at least two talents.”
"And it's all related to the physique of warriors!”
The vice-principal of No.2 Middle School had a glint in his eyes. He was thinking about something else.
After all, this was a student of his own school. As long as he operated steadily, it would definitely be a political achievement that would rot in his own pot.
"Old Qian." Thinking of this, he turned to Qian Hengliang and said softly,""Zhao Sheng is a good kid. You should observe him more.”
"I know." Qian Hengliang naturally nodded and understood.
……
On the projected battlefield, the fierce battle continued.
However, anyone with discerning eyes could tell.
The gnolls, a race of this rank, were now at an absolute disadvantage.
Zhao Sheng's Frogmen of Sisba, a Tier 2 Warrior race, were beating them on the head. Every moment, there would be gnolls howling and falling.
The difference between their physiques, strength, and combat power was simply immeasurable.
"That's it. The more people die, the more Evil Demon blood will flow out and gradually gather.”
"I don't care about the death of these gnolls at all.”
"Not to mention this God's Domain projected battlefield.”
"Even if a divine war occurs in the divine territory, I don't care!”
"Because I chose the gnolls back then because this race has strong endurance and tenacious vitality!”
At this moment, Tang Xieyin's expression was gloomy as he muttered to himself.
His eyes were bloodshot.
Moreover, as a wave of anger appeared in his heart, some kind of evil and strange power gradually gathered in his body.
It had even been used on the projected battlefield, where more and more gnolls were dying.
"Your deaths are very valuable. Then, dedicate yourselves to the Abyss now!”
"Give up your bodies and souls!”
"To the Abyss!"
……
P.S.: The epidemic has rebounded here. I went out to help during the day. I just came back. I'll write now. Don't worry if I have an outline.
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