Players Please Respect Yourself

What happened to the front line?

Every line of defense is not just one wall.

When Locke, the overlord of the rock giant, was still around, he built many walls for the final line of defense, and added the blessing of the earth to make it as strong as steel.

The tall wall seemed to cut off all sounds from the other side.

Between the last two lines of defense, there are still a large number of civilian husbands.

They took on the logistical tasks that would have been done by apprentices and blacksmiths.

The bodies of the war dead were displayed in the square between the defense lines, in front of the statues of the Angel of Light and Ifrit, the Spirit of Fire.

The oppressive atmosphere of successive defeats made the square quiet. The elderly priest, who had long been unable to condense the holy light to heal the wounded, was dying for the souls of the dead, while a large number of people watched this scene silently.

I don't know how many centuries ago it started.

Suffering has become a part of life for the people abandoned by God.

The strong are destined to be king.

There is a very true saying: the head of the city changes the king's flag!

Because the god-abandoned people who were powerless to resist have multiplied in [Valley of Tides] from generation to generation.

Their name became [People of the Tides].

Life by the sea is always accompanied by damp, cold, hunger and monster attacks, and the shadow of death has become a part of life.

They were very tame, and offered all their surplus food to every king in exchange for their lives.

How many centuries this life lasted, they themselves do not remember.

Finally, there is a Rachel Josephine who finally treats them as human beings. The obedient citizens who have been silent for many centuries suddenly burst out with the greatest enthusiasm, supporting their benevolent and powerful new king, even if it is a woman.

But this time, seeing the soldiers of Yandi Legion wearing broken armor and ragged clothes running away like crazy, even the wisest elders in the clan lowered their eyelids and seemed powerless.

escape?

Where can I escape to?

The old man held a wooden cane made of dead branches, and there seemed to be a heavy shadow written between every wrinkle on his face.

Even if the light from Miss Jialudi's back is bright, even the peasants who are hundreds of meters away can see it clearly.

so what?

The old man sighed: It's all over! How can an ordinary hero beat a demon king at the overlord level?

The men fell silent. Most of them silently and swiftly packed up their belongings, gritted their teeth, turned around and ran, joining the broken crowd.

After the women screamed, they quickly recognized the facts and followed the man.

Almost everyone is running away, regardless of race, identity, status...

At this moment, they were stunned by the soft golden light that suddenly lit up.

Be it the rout soldiers or civilian husbands, one by one turned around and looked up, only to see a golden figure come into view.

Your Excellency Yun Daos!?

No! Not him!

Mr. Yun is always wearing silver heavy armor to show others, regardless of whether there is a thin and aging body under the armor, at least he still looks very mighty and scary.

In the soft golden light, the person holding the gold-trimmed white iris flag has a slender figure. It is a girl, definitely not Yun Daos!

Everyone was stunned.

With the frighteningly huge body of the Sandworm King, the familiar smell of horror came from afar.

This girl's light is completely different, warm and full of courage and strength.

Gradually, it was clear that the huge figure of the enemy demon king was still baring its teeth and claws. In the eyes of the soldiers, for some reason, that terrifying momentum became a creaking sound similar to that of a scarecrow in the field, empty and boring.

The soldiers and civilian husbands found that they were not nervous anymore, and despite the same shame on each other's faces, they lowered their heads at the same time.

right!

Even a young girl can bravely face the terrifying monsters, what are we men afraid of! ?

With wonderful respect and good longing for that great man, the crowd began to stop, and then spewed towards the top of the city in reverse.

In the void, looking at the light blooming on Jia Ludi, a strange existence with a cloak on his body, only revealing a pair of twinkling red eyes, threw something like shackles through the air.

The thing was translucent, exuding a star-like luster.

A strong idea came.

[This is not a place where you can come and go whenever you want. want to come in? Can! Bet all your soul! Whoever is defeated will have their existence completely wiped out. Regardless of the past, present, future, or all parallel worlds! Only those who are willing to follow this principle are eligible to enter this final stage! 】

As soon as the opponent made a move, the situation changed immediately, and a [Power of Law] that was so profound that even the wisest wise man might not be able to study it thoroughly in his entire life swung away.

Not only did the other party use some kind of mysterious power, but they even crushed the leaders of the Galactic Order Council with a higher degree of mystery. They used this almost neutral law to restrict the input of external power.

Garbage cannon fodder does not matter.

Existence above the hero level, please weigh it yourself.

Apparently, the anti-kings have discovered one of the players' secrets—these guys are not really thrown into this world.

The council uses a multi-threaded soul projection method to support the entry of players. It is too troublesome to interfere with all of them. This does not mean that the anti-kings can't do anything.

Their approach is very simple and rude.

The ants can be ignored. When the strong come in, they must be mentally prepared to fight with them.

This is the law of [Order]!

Once it is raised, even the parliament can only pinch its nose to recognize it.

It's so fair to restrict the [Order] of the Parliament with a part of [Order]. I really don't know who came up with this wonderful way.

God-level powerhouses often have avatars, clones, and the like, and they can release the existence imbued with their own will into distant worlds, or even parallel worlds, as they please.

This undoubtedly limits the intervention of the gods.

want to come in? Can! Please come in your body.

Distinguish between yourself and yourself, we will not welcome you!

This time, even the guardian was frightened.

Daria really didn't know that the female paladin Garuda, who was sent by Jason, looked like his woman, actually had such a saint card hidden in her body.

If a true saint is willing to descend across time and space, this will undoubtedly be a great help to the guardian side.

After all, any sage is an existence in a certain world, who resounds through the multiverse in the name of benevolence, righteousness and great virtue. A saint is at least equivalent to a overlord-level hero, or even a demigod.

But, does the other party dare to come in?

Miss Jialudi closed her eyes tightly and stepped up the stairs step by step to the city wall.

I look up to heaven in despair! The people here need the light of hope! The future here needs to be protected by justice. If you believe in this principle, please answer my call... I am willing to dedicate this body as your cornerstone...

There was a loud response in the void.

[I——Respond to your righteousness! 】

Under the tense eyes of everyone, the blurry figure on Jia Ludi's body gradually became clear. Her facial features and figure changed at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the saint finally came, everyone was stunned. .

Why is Dak*Garrod again!?

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py a book We Wild Monsters Don't Want to Die, this book is claimed to be written by Mengxin, it is as real as my claim that I am 20 years old, the fourth day of disaster.

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