Chapter 2 (1/2)

At the moment when Qin Shuo enters the game, he does not realize that the jade pendant on his waist suddenly emits a strange white light, and then it returns to silence.

A burst of white light, Qin Shuo immediately closed his eyes, ears suddenly heard a mechanical synthesis.

Ding, check the player's information and start the comparison from the gene bank.

Ding, player information detection is completed, the player's real name is [Qin Shuo], and the player's information is successfully entered.

Ding, the player information binding is completed. I wish the players a new journey in the ”Xi Juan Tian” and subvert their own destiny.

……

Then a burst of CG animation began to play, which is also an important way for players to understand the game.

Lonely city, sunset, riding alone.

Under the city, the boy rode a black horse, dressed in black, and his sword was sharper under the red sun.

Facing the young man, there was an alien army, dressed in animal skins, with all kinds of weapons in his hands, and his appearance was as ugly as a wolf tiger.

The bleak autumn wind adds a bit of hero's sadness under this scenery.

”The wind is rustling and the water is cold. Once a strong man is gone, he will never return it.”

The war song was sung in the young man's mouth, and his resolute eyes seemed not to be afraid of the army on the opposite side, and even had a bit of contempt.

He sat down and galloped, his sword like snow in his hand, and the young man ran into the alien army like the cold wind going north.

Four foot sword in the hands of young people draw a beautiful arc, and under each arc, there are less than a few, more than dozens of alien deaths.

In an army, there is no one in one enemy. There are only corpses and cowards who are constantly retreating.

The cold light is like the moon, and the sword body is like jade.

The young man jumped from his horse, stepped on the spear in the hands of the alien, and pointed at the leader.

It's another sword, hands up, head down.

The gate of the city suddenly opened to meet the hero's return, but also released a black torrent of Armored Cavalry.

And on the wall of the city stood a king, a peerless king.

He jumped off the wall, stepped on the air with the help of the wind, and landed on the front horse of the battlefield.

The wind blowing across the vast grassland, issued a ”whine” sound, as if this battlefield ancient souls howl.

In front of them, there are still many foreign armies, with the king's long sleeve waving, and behind them, millions of black Armored Cavalry start their chariots and scream to kill each other. They are even and uniform, breaking the sky and splitting the ground.

With another wave of the long sleeve, the drum in a line behind him suddenly reminds me that even the most timid soldiers have courage, and even the weaker soldiers are all intent on killing.

With the last wave of the long sleeve, a long gun appeared out of thin air. The king took off his robe and exposed his armor. The soldiers behind him were like chicken blood, fighting with the enemy with red eyes. The iron hooves of the horses under his feet were mercilessly printed on every fallen alien. The battlefield became a huge meat grinder.

Blood covered the sky, noise covered the earth.

The war has been going on for some time, but the enemy still seems to be endless, and the soldiers are tired one by one.

Above the empty city wall, there appeared another warlock in blue clothes.

They have all kinds of magic weapons in their hands. The boys behind them have set up the altar. All they have to do is go to the altar, inject spiritual power into the magic weapons, and then recite the moving mantra together.

The incantation is like the decadent sound from the nine clouds, and it is like the cry of ghosts coming from the nine places.

The decadent sound turns into a symbol, blessing in the warrior's body, the thin body began to slowly drum up the muscle, the fragile skin actually can also carry the wolf's claw.

The ghost cries the God to turn into one after another meteor fire rain, or the poisonous fog evil rain, mercilessly harvests the alien life.

With the sound of Ming Jin, the knight errant showed a confident smile, the king felt the joy of victory, and the warlock was also satisfied under the fatigue.

This war, total victory.

Looking at what happened in front of him, Qin Shuo had already felt very ordinary and uneventful. This was just an ordinary battle. He did not know that he had fought Fanji in his previous life.

His former life saw this scene, only felt the blood boiling, ”why don't men take Wu hook, collect Guanshan 50 states.” It's every man's dream.