Ten Thousand Races Invasion: All The People Join The War, I Stay Behind

Fortunately, there were no enemies on this battlefield, and he eliminated the only few.

Pulling open the clothes on the chest near the neck, the scout gently unbuttoned and unbuttoned the shirt inside.

Looking at the wound opened by the foreign weapon, the scout put down the first aid kit.

"Is there anything else you want to say? If I can go back, I must bring it!"

The scout looked into the warrior's eyes calmly.

It took a long time for the warrior who had lost his eyesight to concentrate.

"Brother, I am Xin Fu, a member of the reserve team. Tell my family that I must live well when I am not around!" 21

"I'm out of it... ho... ho... let them live better and don't have to cut down on me. Ho..."

The scout who held back just gritted his teeth and looked at the soldier who spoke intermittently.

"Normally I'd have graduated from college....ho... what's college life like? Great!"

"You said, can people in the future still go to college?"

The soldier's voice became weaker and weaker until it became silent.

The last few words can only be guessed by looking at the slightly moving lips through mouth shapes.

The scout took off his soldier badge and buried his body.

Looking at the endless black clouds on the battlefield, the dim sunlight makes the entire battlefield in a gloomy and terrifying environment.

Enjoying the rare silence on the battlefield, after a while, the scout slowly lowered his head, his body flickering until he completely disappeared.

"Yes, isn't the purpose of those of us here is to let the people who come later go to college happily?"

This is just a corner of the fringe battlefield. Dilapidated battle flags can be seen everywhere on the main battlefield. Blood dripping from the weapons is inserted into the corpses of the dead alone. The owner of the weapon is lying not far away. On the only remaining head, he stared blankly at the endless black clouds in the sky and couldn't close his eyes for a long time.

Just like the dark clouds cover the sky, the fate of the human race is also shrouded in dark clouds, and a ray of sunshine is urgently needed to pierce the darkness!

Nan Ziying looked at the sad scenes on the battlefield. These are all his clansmen, compatriots of the same ancestor as him!

The same blood is running down the body!

If the sky wants to kill me, I will break the sky!

Dark clouds overwhelm the city, and I will pierce the darkness!

"Forbidden Technique: Meteorite Airborne!"

With a loud shout, beads of sweat appeared on Nan Ziying's trembling face, and the bulging veins twisted on his neck.

There were rumbling sounds from far and near above the black clouds in the sky.

The ancient existence among the alien races looked through the black cloud, watching the abnormal movement above the black cloud.

"What kind of forbidden technique is this? Why have I never seen it before?"

A powerful person who has only risen recently in the past few hundred years. Their race is the gray scale mang, a race that was originally at the bottom of the food chain and has not seen much in the world. There is no inheritance to explain the new vision.

"We really have to unite. This race looks weak, and it can be despised but always dazzles in front of our eyes!"

The desolate voice of a 787 ancient existence sounded, and the voice transformed into a series of avenue rhymes, containing the owner's mood.

"Hmph! As I said a long time ago, as long as we don't fight each other, we don't fight each other! How can the human race survive until now!"

A strong man transformed from a white snake sneered at the existence of the same level who had just spoken.

"Okay, we started arguing before the fight, isn't it just an ant? Is it?"

The gloomy words of the abyss monster came, with the unique depravity of the abyss, making it unbearable for the strong around. favorite show. .