Job transfer for all: Awakening of the Wine Sword Immortal at the beginning!

The old man looked at the figure quietly.

The other party looked like a human race, wearing a blood-colored robe, and his blood-colored eyes looked very strange.

There should have been two red horns on his forehead, but one of them was broken for some reason, and his white hair was flying wildly in the wind.

There are two fangs standing upright on the white-faced face. When it opens its mouth, you can see that its mouth is full of tiny sharp teeth. There is a long sword on its waist, and a bull's head floating on its shoulder. Skeleton.

"Lester!"

The old man said softly, "It seems that my sword had a big impact on you back then, but now you are still just a peak true god."

"Yes, I only received two sword blows. One sword cut off my red horn, and the other sword almost destroyed my ghost heart."

"Back then, I led fifty-three true gods in a sneak attack, but you killed forty-one of them on the spot, and only twelve survived."

"But among the twelve, seven were seriously injured and only lived for a thousand years before being completely destroyed. In the end, only five of us were left."

The two sides are obviously enemies, but at this time they are talking like old friends.

The old man sighed, wondering why he didn't mend his sword in the first place.

But at that time, he was besieged and had no chance to replenish his sword.

"Back then, you and your army died, but your will was immortal. At that time, we were also seriously injured, so we could only seal you in the abyss, and then fill in the grievances of all the tribes who died in the war. I tried to annihilate your will, but I didn’t expect it to fail.”

Lester said, "You human race are really interesting. You are already dead, so why are you insisting on it?"

"This is the territory of our human race. If we fail to defend the territory, we shall be regarded as sinners. If the territory is not returned, how dare we destroy it."

As the old man spoke, a touch of black appeared in his white eyes, showing an aura of sadness, "It's just a pity for those soldiers."

"Even though I hate the human race, I still have to admire you. This is your training ground for the human race. The army here is still new."

"We have 53 true gods with hundreds of millions of subordinates. As a result, not only are the true gods almost dead, but even those subordinates are less than a million dead."

"If too many people had died, resulting in a shortage of living beings and no living beings to support the Kingdom of God, then the seven true gods who had survived would not have died."

Lester said, "If it were your human army stationed here, we wouldn't be able to survive."

"Aren't you just driven here by our army?" the old man replied, the ink in his white eyeballs getting thicker and thicker.

"Yes, we were defeated in the frontal battlefield. We fled like bereaved dogs. There were your human armies everywhere. We had no choice but to fight to the death. We found this training ground, but we were almost destroyed by you. "

Lester didn't feel ashamed, "Fortunately, we won. We refined the corpses of the true gods and separated the space here into a separate world. We just escaped the chaos."

This is why different places in the Black Abyss Secret Realm have different rules.

These rules all come from the power of laws emanating from the corpses of those true gods. Different true gods have different laws.

This world is originally supported by the power of laws from the corpses of many true gods.

"We lost, but you didn't win either," the old man said.

Lester smiled, his tiny fangs exposed from his mouth, looking extremely ferocious, "If you die, that means we won, or are you counting on that weak human race?"

Lester said, his eyes falling directly on Chu Ci through the light curtain.

Chu Ci was shocked. Fortunately, he was protected by the laws of the military arsenal, otherwise he would probably be dead at the first glance.

"A level 49 ant is not even qualified to become your recruit." Lester retracted his gaze and continued.

Although the Divine Cloak is powerful, it has no effect on the True God.

"At least there's hope."

"Then I will break your hopes. I beheaded you with my own hands back then, and I will do it again today!"

Roar……

As Lester finished speaking, the bull-headed skull on his shoulder roared and rushed towards the old man.

The old man snorted coldly and punched out.

boom……

The two sides collided, but this time the old man did not look around. Although he pushed back the bull-headed skeleton, he also retreated several hundred meters before regaining his balance.

"If it were you back then, you could break it into pieces with one punch."

Lester sneered, "You are too weak now."

The old man didn't speak, but the white eyeballs were completely occupied by the ink color, which then quickly receded and finally turned into pupils.

A pair of bright eyes appeared, and the old man's originally thin body seemed to regain its vitality, becoming taller and stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the old man had disappeared and was replaced by a young man with long black hair and a resolute face.

"It seems that you are planning to give it a try, but you are still not qualified to kill me." Lester's eyes flashed with hatred.

It was this face that almost killed him with two swords back then.

Even after so many years, his injuries have not healed, and there is no hope of becoming a true god.

The opponent's two swords not only almost killed him, but also cut off his path.

"It's indeed too weak, but I'm not alone."

The young man said, his expression suddenly condensed, "Form up!"

This sound resounded throughout the world, and at this moment, the originally peaceful Abyssal Sea became violently violent, waves of blood rose up, and figures emerged one after another.

Although these figures are phantoms, they are wearing armor and holding weapons.

The military formations are arranged in an orderly manner, and the faces of each figure are extremely childish, but they all have eyes that look back at death.

Millions of military souls, millions of military formations, a chilling atmosphere filled the world.

"Are all the generals here?"

"kill!"

"Can the armor be controlled?"

"kill!"

"Can we use force to gain advantage?"

"kill!"

"Is the military morale strong?"

"kill!"

They were obviously separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, but as the young man spoke each sentence, the millions of military souls above the abyss of a hundred feet roared in unison.

His voice shook the heavens and his power frightened the earth!

And the young man didn't know when he was put on armor, and he had a long sword in his hand.

With the long sword drawn horizontally, the young man shouted, "Generals, obey the order!"

"drink!"

Millions of military souls roared, rushed forward, the space shattered, and arrived in front of the young man in an instant.

"Do you think you can kill me with just these remnant soldiers?"

Lester looked at these millions of military souls and said he was relaxed, but his eyes were solemn.

Even though these were just remnant souls, he knew how terrifying these millions of soldiers were when they were alive.

The young man did not answer, but swung his sword, pointing directly at Lester, "Kill!"

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