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"Don't be nervous, our team has also been attacked." The man said weakly. There was blood everywhere on his body, his clothes were dyed red, and his blood-stained teeth were exposed.

"Brother, don't worry." The two of them ran to the young man and cast a blood recovery skill on him.

"Thank you." The young man nodded to the two of them to express his gratitude.

The young man told what happened.

There were three people in their team, and he was the only one who escaped and was seriously injured.

Huang-haired man: "We need to gather more Dragon Kingdom players to fight against Sakura Kingdom together."

"Aren't they trying to hunt us?"

"Then let's see who is the prey and who is the hunter."

The two of them nodded decisively without hesitation.

The secret realm will end in less than 4 days, so we can't let them hide.

It would be okay if he wasn't found.

There is only one way to die if you are found, so it is better to fight to the death than to wait for death.

Time passes little by little.

Their number has grown from 3 people at the beginning to 10 people.

And it's still rising.

Some of these people were attacked.

There are also those who simply want to kill the little devil.

At this moment, densely packed skeletons came out of the grass and surrounded them.

They were alert and drew the weapons from their waists.

Green flames flashed in the pupils of the skeleton soldiers. They were uniform and made way for a passage. The skeletons were sitting on the gray robes.

"I heard that you want to kill a kid, can you bring me one?" The man in gray robe lifted his hat and said with a smile.

After seeing who was coming, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Ranked fifth: Chen Ziguang.

"Chen Ziguang had you involved, and they suffered."

"These skeletons give me a chilling feeling."

"Can I join this crusade?" came another voice. They looked in the direction of support. It was a silver-haired young man. The surrounding temperature had dropped a lot, and snowflakes were falling to the ground.

Hanzifeng.

"Plus me." A rough voice echoed in their ears, it was a bald man.

Wang Meng said angrily: "Who dares to attack our Dragon Kingdom people? Who gave them the guts?"

The number reached 13 people.

An hour later, almost all Dragon Kingdom players joined the crusade.

There is an altar in front, with countless vines wrapped around it, flowers, trees, and leaves in full bloom.

"Altar of the God of War."

"The people of the Dragon Kingdom would like to thank you for helping us find the Altar of the God of War. To express my gratitude, I will leave you a whole corpse." Ichiro Miyamoto laughed loudly.

The number of people on both sides is not much different.

Chen Ziguang can summon skeletons, and they have an advantage in terms of numbers.

But this is Sakura Country.

The second, third, and fourth are all here.

The overall strength is stronger than that of the expedition team.

Ichiro Miyamoto looked around and found no trace of Su Bai.

"Where is the one named Su Bai?"

"Maybe he wants to be a turtle."

"Forget it, let's kill you all first and then go find him."

The two sides faced each other.

A desperate fight began.

Chen Ziguang controlled the skeleton army and rushed towards the enemy on the opposite side.

Even if their heads fall off, they can still be put back in place. As long as the original fire is not extinguished, they are immortal.

Han Zifeng waved the magic staff, and the people nearby were frozen into ice sculptures. Just as he was about to destroy the ice sculptures, the ice sculptures were dissolved by the flames. Several people glanced at him with lingering fear, and they were almost dead.

Wang Meng rushed into the crowd, punching his hands, and he had no intention of dodging the flying attacks. The damage caused by these attacks was limited.

The Holy Light Armor can restore one's injuries at all times.

Miyamoto Han pulled out the machete from his waist, and several skulls rolled to the ground. They did not fall down and wanted to put their heads back.

The sharp long knife destroyed the original fire, and the skeleton soldiers fell apart and could no longer stand up.

Gong Yue waved the pear blossom sword in his hand, and the cherry blossoms flew like a thin needle, piercing the heads of several skeleton soldiers. The cherry blossoms flew back into his hand, and the attack hit them without moving at all.

Ichiro Miyamoto was holding a machete, one at a time, and there were more than a dozen skeletons on the ground.

The fighting continues.

On the Sakura Kingdom side, there were more people favored by the God of War, suppressing the Dragon Kingdom side.

But Chen Ziguang can control the skeleton, and the winner cannot be determined for a while.

But he knew that when the skeleton soldiers were defeated, they were not far from defeat.

We must think of a way to break the situation.

"People from the Dragon Kingdom are just like that. I haven't exerted my strength yet, so you can't do it?" The man dismissed the person in front of him and chopped him away with a knife.

"You should feel honored to die in our hands. There is no point in resisting."

"Why don't we compete to see who can kill more people? If we lose, how about inviting the other person to drink."

"Compete to see who is afraid of whom."

In more than one place, others were silenced.

As the number of skeleton soldiers decreases, their disadvantage becomes more and more obvious.

Ichiro Miyamoto sneered: "I am the strongest. If that Su Bai hadn't cheated, I would have been number one."

"As long as I kill him, number one will still be mine."

He seemed to be going crazy, slashing at the people in front of him randomly.

The weapons in several people's hands fell off. Ichiro Miyamoto had no intention of letting them go. He picked up the sword and rushed forward. The sword made a graceful arc and they couldn't help but close their eyes.

There is no feeling of pain.

Could it be that he died?

Several people opened their eyes and found...

A giant skeleton blocks the front.

Its appearance is very strange, with the head of a tiger, the tail of a snake, and the body of an elephant.

Slashing it with a machete will cause limited damage.

[Skull Fusion Technique]

The giant skeleton knocked away Ichiro Miyamoto.

He smashed into the big tree, leaving a deep mark and blood flowing down.

"Mr. Ichiro." Several people nearby were frightened. They wanted to help him up, but were stopped by Miyamoto Ichiro.

"It's funny, it can actually hurt me, though."

"Just because this stupid big guy wants to defeat me, it's just a dream."

Ichiro Miyamoto readjusted his body shape.

“Dangdangdang~~”

The sound of metal clashing.

The giant skeleton was suppressed.

Each slash would hit the original fire, and the giant skeleton raised its arms to block the attack.

Fusion of giant skeletons requires the consumption of many skeletons.

This resulted in a lot more pressure on others.

Hanzi Peak freezes nearby enemies. Before the ice is destroyed, the ice will be dissolved, which can only slow down their pace.

Although Wang Meng had the bonus of Holy Light, his injuries were becoming more and more serious.

Miyamoto Han smiled and said: "Don't worry, as our opponents, we will leave you intact."

Gong Yue said: "You are proud of being able to fight with us for so long."

Ichiro Miyamoto: "This beast is pretty good, but it's not as good as me."

"go to hell."

The giant skeleton's original fire was extinguished, its body fell apart, and it could no longer stand up.

Chen Ziguang's face turned pale.

Controlling so many skeletons at the same time consumes a lot of mental energy.

He can no longer summon skeletons now.

Without the help of the skeleton soldiers, the battle turned one-sided.

They are in poor condition since the battle.

The white sword swept out, and Chen Ziguang subconsciously closed his eyes.

I didn't feel the coldness of the broadsword.

He opened one eye and saw a man standing in front of him.

The man was wearing a black trench coat. The breeze blew and the trench coat swayed in all directions. A wooden staff shook away the sword, and he made a silencing movement with his right hand: "You owe me a life."