The National Games game came, and I picked up the most useless F-level talent.
Players from other countries are showing off their S-level pets and A-level abilities, and audiences around the world are laughing at Dragon Kingdom's misfortune.
Until the monster attacked the city, I shot a martial soul card with my backhand.
The silver-white quantum armor tore through the battlefield, and the gentian gun shone coldly.
"Changshan Zhao Zilong, see my lord!"
Seven in and seven out, kill through the beast tide. The global audience was dumbfounded.
They thought this was my trump card.
The second time I defended the city, I took out the second one.
"Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles."
Qinglian Sword Immortal, see above.
When the Martial Saint, the Soldier Immortal, and the God of Death came to the battlefield one after another, the whole world finally collapsed.
Commanders from other countries asked me with red eyes how many trump cards I had.
I looked at the dozens of glowing spirit cards in my hand, pointing towards the world-destroying beast in the north.
"Don't worry, my turn has just begun."
