Global Gods: Digital God

Time passed by minute by second, and six hours passed in the blink of an eye. The number of people in the Fallen Plane, which was originally more than a hundred people, was drastically reduced.

The relatively weak reserve gods had no choice but to withdraw after their own race was exterminated.

For them, there is no point in continuing.

Peng Wei's expression also changed from happy to gloomy during this time. There were ten people in total, and five of them were eliminated in just six hours.

This ratio was something he never expected.

Especially the laughter of the No. 2 Middle School Martial Arts Principal in his ears made his heart become very irritable.

Fallen plane.

Si Jing, who had previously been robbed of all the Anyao Stones by Yang Jin, also found a preparatory god that he had met at the Wang family.

"I found Yang Jin's location."

The moment he saw this person, Si Jing spoke quickly.

"What?"

The preparatory god from the fifth middle school, his eyes brightened a bit, and then he looked at Si Jing in front of him with some suspicion.

If anyone takes care of Yang Jin, the benefits they can get will be very generous.

How could this person be so kind as to tell him Yang Jin's location?

Thinking about it from his perspective, if he had found Yang Jin's location, he would definitely try to reap the benefits alone without telling anyone.

unless……

"I failed. I am no match for him. He has nearly two thousand flying units in his hands. I am no match for him."

Seeing the suspicious look in the other party's eyes, Si Jing told the news that he had failed very simply.

Although this was a bit embarrassing, he wanted to take revenge, but he didn't care so much at the moment.

"Two thousand flying units? That is indeed a bit difficult to handle."

This preparatory god from the fifth middle school looked at his own race, which were all ground units. A small number of flying units are only used for reconnaissance, and it is impossible to compete with the nearly two thousand flying racial units head-on.

"Brother, I'll contact the others and we'll take action together. To be honest, based on your own words, you shouldn't be Yang Jin's opponent."

Si Jing said it very euphemistically. Yang Jin's nearly two thousand flying units, and his three thousand second-level full-level elite Black Crows, were all destroyed in Yang Jin's hands.

Based on their personal words, in his opinion, it is impossible for them to be Yang Jin's opponents.

For the current plan, we can only gather the strength of everyone to surround and kill him.

"Okay, you can contact the others. By the way, where is Yang Jin? I'll find a place to wait for you."

The preparatory god from the fifth middle school looked at Si Jing in front of him with a smile, and asked pretending not to care.

"In the direction I came from, you can see a long mountain range as you walk forward. Yang Jin is on the other side of the mountain range. I don't know the specific location."

"You can wait for us at the edge of that mountain range. When the time comes, we will attack the border with our army. Even if he has two thousand flying units, he will not be able to change the situation of the war."

Si Jing pointed in the direction he came from, but smiled inwardly.

He could still see through the other party's little thoughts. Since he wanted to die first, he naturally wouldn't have any objections.

"Okay, I will go to the mountains to monitor Yang Jin. You must bring more reinforcements to surround and kill him."

The preparatory god from the fifth middle school patted Si Jing on the shoulder and said meaningfully.

"OK."

Si Jing nodded, inquired about the location of the prepared gods around him, and left quickly.

"Trash, I will accept the reward offered by True God Wang Yun."

Watching Si Jing disappear from sight, the face of the fifth middle school's preparatory god turned disdainful.

Two thousand flying racial units?

Who are you trying to scare?

He was just afraid that he would swallow up the reward offered by True God Wang Yun alone, so he wanted to hide this little idea from Li Shubo?

"Order the troops to stop searching and move forward quickly."

Li Shubo's heart became surging.

His race is a second-level werewolf. He has three thousand wolf cavalry, one thousand werewolf hunters, and five hundred third-level werewolf assassins.

Flying race?

It's a joke in his eyes.

…………

"Huh?"

Peng Wei, who had been watching Yang Jin's surveillance screen, couldn't help but let out a sigh. Right in front of Yang Jin, there was a reserve god ambushing him with his own race.

"This boy is from which school? Are you planning to ambush that boy Yang Jin?"

Principal Wu of No. 2 Middle School also looked at the surveillance camera Peng Wei was looking at with interest.

One thing I have to admit is that Yang Jin was very powerful during this trial. Now someone dares to ambush him?

It's really a bit desperate.

"From our fifth middle school."

The principal of No. 5 Middle School moved forward. When he saw Li Shubo's plan, his face darkened. He collected the Dark Glory Stones carefully. Isn't he cool?

"etc……"

"Stealth? This kid's werewolf race actually masters stealth? This is a good skill for sneak attacks!"

"There are still five hundred third-level werewolf assassins who have quietly moved towards Yang Jin's racial troops. This kid went prepared!"

Principal Mo from No. 7 Middle School said in surprise.

There is a werewolf clan in his God Realm, and he has been trained to the fifth level. He is very familiar with werewolves, and he can see a lot of clues at a glance.

"Principal Mo, it's no use, that kid has been discovered."

The principal of No. 5 Middle School pointed to the position of Yang Jin's troops. The two armies of Tyrannosaurus and Garurumon had quietly arranged their positions.

Even the two flying troops that had been surveying the surroundings were ambushing.

As long as Li Shubo dared to take action, Yang Jin's thunderbolt would be waiting for him.

The scary thing was that this student of No. 5 Middle School didn't notice anything about all this.

Li Shubo in the Fallen Plane looked very proud. He didn't think he would be discovered. Before approaching Yang Jin, all the werewolves entered a hidden state.

The other party couldn't find him.

"Go!"

He commanded his 3,000 wolf cavalry to charge towards the area protected by Tyrannosaurus and Garurumon.

During the charge, the concealment that had been maintained was gradually lifted. The three thousand wolf cavalrymen were like gods descending from heaven, tearing the enemies in front of them with an indomitable momentum.

At the same time, the thousand werewolf hunters who had secretly moved to a commanding height long ago fired rounds of volleys, and dense rains of arrows shot towards the growth-stage Digimon such as Agumon and Yaohumon.

He didn't believe that Yang Jin could react to such a sudden attack.

Besides, even if he reacted.

The multi-point blooming tactics were enough to make Yang Jin fall into a state of panic. As long as this goal was achieved, this victory would belong to him, Li Shubo.