Super God: Opening the game with the Golden Lightning Curse

"I object!"

Morgana was the first to speak up and return. Her target was Blue Star, and she wanted to give Du Qiangwei a warm home.

The First Emperor not only became the ruler of Blue Star, but also wanted to take the Chiwu Star System into his possession. How could she agree to this?

"Snapped!"

As soon as she finished her voice, the First Emperor slapped her in the face from a distance.

"I'm just telling you, how dare you answer!"

"you……"

Morgana was furious. She didn't expect that the First Emperor would humiliate her like this.

If she had not been frightened by the Human Emperor Banner behind him, she would have rushed forward and fought to the death.

After all, that weapon caused irreversible injuries to Ruoning, a fourth-generation divine body.

Now even if she suffered a setback, she could only endure it silently.

The rest of the people dared not be careless, otherwise Ruoning would end up like them.

The fourth generation divine body is no longer "immortal" and everyone present may die.

The culprit behind all this is the First Emperor, or rather the Human Emperor Banner behind him.

In order to eliminate the biggest hidden danger, angels, scum and demons all regard the First Emperor as their biggest enemy.

Although it was not a joint effort, they stopped and worked together to deal with the biggest enemy.

The First Emperor looked around, sneered at the angels, scum and demons who were ready to make a move.

"More than people? Then let me show you the heroes in Daxia's history. But before that, we can't waste this pure energy."

"The soul is back!"

Hearing the First Emperor's voice, the Human Emperor Banner moved without wind, and purple-black air burst out from the banner, forming a deep vortex.

Morgana, Angel Yan, Ruoning and others immediately became alert to prevent the First Emperor from launching a surprise attack.

However, the attack they imagined did not happen, and the entire space seemed as if nothing had happened.

"What the hell? Are you trying to scare me?!"

Morgana cursed inwardly, just thinking about relaxing.

But the next moment, a series of shrill screams resounded through the sky, like the screams of evil spirits from hell.

A series of illusory residual souls appeared around them and were pulled towards the Human Emperor Banner by an invisible force.

Some of these residual souls are angels, some are scum of the sky, and some are demons. The Human Emperor Banner accepts them all and collects them all into the banner to refine into pure energy.

"That's Alan..."

Upon seeing this, one of the angels immediately reached out to pull the remaining soul named Alan.

Unfortunately, her hand passed through the illusory soul and she couldn't catch it at all.

Every remaining soul was struggling hard, trying to escape from the abyss-like vortex.

However, they were not strong enough to resist and could only watch themselves being dragged over.

The residual souls that were dragged into the Human Emperor Banner were instantly refined into pure energy, and they couldn't even utter a final scream.

In just a few breaths of time, the remaining souls of all the dead people on the battlefield were collected by the First Emperor into the Human Emperor Banner.

The vortex disappeared, but the thick purple-black color lingered.

"Let me show you the elegance of our Great Xia heroes!"

After saying this, the First Emperor raised the Human Emperor Banner in his hand.

A purple-black air rushed towards him, as if opening a door in time and space leading to the forgotten past.

In an instant, the entire space was filled with howling winds, and the Emperor's Banner fluttered.

The ancient runes on it flicker with mysterious light, as if conversing with the heroic spirits from the depths of time.

Then the purple-black air spread rapidly like a tide, covering the entire sky in an instant.

Adding another layer of darkness to the already dim universe.

Lines of purple-black mist that seemed to be real surged out from the Human Emperor Banner and galloped in all directions like wild horses.

In every wisp of mist, a figure appears faintly, with an extraordinary heroic appearance.

The first to appear was the once powerful army of the Qin Dynasty, the Qin Cavalry.

They were dressed in ancient and majestic armor, which, despite the years, still gleamed with cold light, as if engraved with the glory of the past.

The war horses neighed and their hooves sounded like thunder, making the very air tremble.

There was an undying will to fight in the eyes of every soldier, and their uniform steps were like a torrent of steel rushing out from the abyss of history.

Their figures gradually became clear, and their determined faces were filled with a desire for battle.

It seems that as long as an order is given, they will charge forward without hesitation and recreate the glory and bravery of the past.

"The valiant Qin people, let us face the national crisis together; we will not stop fighting until our blood is shed!"

The voice was initially just one person.

Then, like a raging fire, the entire Qin cavalry formation shouted in unison.

The slogans were like a surging tsunami, wave after wave, rolling forward and impacting everything between heaven and earth.

The terrifying evil spirit swept over, and even the angel army had to take it seriously.

I thought the person summoned by the First Emperor would be a joke, but I never expected him to be so powerful.

Morgana was shocked. At this moment, the Qin cavalry was more powerful than the elite demon squad.

Even compared with the legion of angels, it is not inferior!

But before they could recover from their surprise, another uniform sound of horse hooves rang out in the purple-black mist.

They were dressed in silver-white armor and silver-white robes, and even the armor and weapons of their horses were the same silver-white color.

White Robe Army!

Famous teachers and generals should not be arrogant, as thousands of troops will avoid the white robes.

Then eighteen groups of iron cavalry appeared on the side. Although their number was small, their power was no weaker than that of a complete group of iron cavalry.

They were dressed in cold clothes, with curved swords on their waists, masks on their faces, and black scarves on their heads, leaving only their eyes exposed.

He wore a long black cloak and Hu people's riding boots with daggers.

Everyone carried a large bow on their backs, with eighteen arrows each, and they were all equipped with the same crescent-shaped scimitar.

Yanyun's Eighteen Riders!

Next on the scene was the Han cavalry led by Wei Qing and Huo Qubing;

The Tiger and Leopard Cavalry led by Prime Minister Cao and his five best generals, and the Shu Han Iron Cavalry led by the Five Tiger Generals;

The Xuanjia Army led by Li Erfeng, the Beiwei Army led by Marshal Yue, and many historical heroes all made their appearances.

In a short while, the entire space was filled with heroes from Daxia's history.

The First Emperor had long since ceased to be bound by the name of Great Qin; now it is called Great Xia.

Since they are all heroes of Daxia, they can naturally bring fame to Daxia and conquer the universe for Daxia.

At this moment, the First Emperor walked to the front of the army, followed by countless heroes of the Great Xia.

He slowly raised his hand, and in an instant, the army behind him became as quiet as death, with only the howling wind.

The First Emperor took a deep breath, and then a sound like a huge bell exploded between heaven and earth.

"My fellow soldiers, today, I hereby declare that the road to expanding our territory will be opened by us."

"Let us use our blood to create an immortal legend, and let the glory of Daxia shine on every inch of the universe!"

"All under heaven belongs to the king, and all the people in the world are his subjects. Everything you see is the territory of Daxia!"

"Thousands of heroes throughout the ages are still to come!"

The First Emperor raised his arms, and his wide sleeves danced in the wind, as if clouds were surging in them.

The firm and powerful forehead drew a decisive arc in the air, and then swung violently, as if waving the sword of destiny.

"kill!!!"

In an instant, the horns sounded deafeningly, and the drums roared, with a rhythm as strong as the heartbeat of the earth.