When an arrow shot through the werewolf's head, Wang Feng's dinner time was permanently terminated. One second he was eating noodles, and the next second he was in the bloody battlefield of the human fortress. Here, weakness means death, and only killing can exchange for life - for every enemy killed, you will get 1 biological point; if you collect 100 points, you can randomly summon a historical general.
From crossbowman to commander, Wang Feng struggled to survive in a continent full of races: the frenzy of orcs, the shadow of the undead, the arrow rain of elves, the whispers of demons... He held a heavy crossbow, and behind him stood the heroic souls summoned one after another. When the blood moon came again, the system sent an ultimatum: "Countdown to the undead natural disaster: 74 days."
Wherever the arrow is directed is the territory of the human race. The price of the ultimate summons is to turn yourself into a legend.
