Global Cataclysm: Appearance of Ancestral Tablets at the Beginning

Three days later, Chen An finished his rest and left home in despair.

He didn't rush to the front line immediately, but went around to the God of War training camp.

It was noon, and although the training was hard, these new students would not be exposed to the sun.

Looking from above, Chen An saw his younger sister Chen Ke'er at a glance.

She was leaning against a tree, and there were boys and girls sitting in front of her. Although she was lying down, she was dancing and dancing, as if she was telling some stories vividly.

"This guy is quite open."

Chen An felt relieved.

Not only his younger sister Chen Ke'er, but Ji is also sitting in the front row. As the youngest student in the training camp, his career as a warrior only started half a year ago.

But his own strength is not too weak.

With the food supplements provided by Chen An, coupled with his own hard work, he is already a strong fourth-rank mortal.

In half a year, a fourth-rank mortal is enough to shock a group of people's jaws in Nanjiang City.

The genius Bai Xing of Chen An School back then only became a spiritual class when he entered high school, causing a sensation in the whole school.

At Ji's age, he may still be building a foundation, and he hasn't even started to practice.

As for Chen An himself, it was even worse.

Even in the frontline human race, at this age and this state, it is enough to despise a group of extraordinary people.

"My sister is a chatterbox by nature."

The instructor's voice came from behind.

"Why don't you go down and have a look, and say goodbye?"

"No, it's not life and death. Don't plant a flag for me."

Chen An laughed.

When I came here, besides looking at my sister, at the same time, after he delivered a letter for Di Ling, the instructor asked him to come here before going back to the front line.

"Tell me, what did Di Ling tell you? Is there anything I can do for you?"

Chen An put his hands on his head and asked.

The sun was so hot that he couldn't help but close his eyes.

If possible, he would rather not fight for the rest of his life, just be so leisurely, and it would be good to practice occasionally.

From the beginning to the end, he was a lazy person, otherwise he would not have been rejected by his parents who hated iron and steel when he was in Nanjiang City.

The reason why he is cultivating hard and fighting hard right now is not because he has found the meaning of life, but because the situation forces him to do so.

A lot of people look up to him, and he doesn't want to live up to those expectations.

His own life and death, the life and death of Chen Feng's ancestors and others, the life and death of his parents and sister, many things were always on his shoulders, and he couldn't stop for a moment.

With great responsibility comes great power, not with great power comes great responsibility.

The former is pushed forward by the world, while the latter acts as an accomplice to moral kidnapping most of the time.

"Look at it."

The instructor handed over a note.

Chen An glanced at the content, and frowned immediately.

It says 'Want revenge? '

hatred?
Does the instructor have any grudges against anyone?
Chen An looked at the instructor's face.

He wears a blindfold all year round, covering one of his eyes.

The human race has a way to regenerate limbs. As long as a person does not die, even if Chaofan has his eyes gouged out, as long as he pays meritorious service, he can regain his light. As for broken arms and legs, it is even more common.

Fighting, even ordinary people's fighting, is easy to lose a finger, let alone a superhuman battle with huge lethality.

It is impossible for instructors to have no money.

As a teacher recognized by Xue Lao, it doesn't matter if the instructor admits or not. If he wants to restore one eye, Xue Lao will definitely be willing to pay for it.

"Want to see it?"

The instructor said, without waiting for Chen An's reply, he took off his blindfold.

Behind the blindfold, there are black holes, white bones, and even blood vessels wriggling gently in the depths. The vivid supernatural theme makes people creepy.

"This thing was injured by a legend back then, and even part of its soul was torn away."

The instructor pointed to his eyes: "But it is precisely because of the existence of this thing that I have never forgotten that day!"

He gritted his teeth, with a stern expression, as if he wanted to peel someone's skin and cramps, eat meat and drink blood.

"who is it!"

Chen An pursed his lips and asked directly.

The instructor saved his life. Before he came back, he entrusted the homeroom teacher to help protect his mother and sister. Chen An owed him a lot. Whether the enemy was a monster or a human race, as long as he could kill him, Chen An would not hesitate to help.

Reasonably, Chen An values ​​love more.

"A legendary monster."

The instructor grinned.

He had never shown this expression before, as if he had completely relaxed himself.

"Do you want to call someone else?"

"Need not."

"Just you and me."

"The original intention of Di Ling to give me the note is also the same."

As the only extraordinary God of War team among the human race, the instructors and their team were born specifically to hunt legends.

But over the years, their God of War team has gradually become a legend.

The head teacher was practicing silently, and the other three were also doing the same.

They have no family, but already have their own lives.

This is my own personal grievance. In the tragedy that year, the instructor was the only survivor, and also the only one who survived in their God of War team.

The class teacher and others are all teams that entered later.

The instructor didn't want this matter to involve other people.

"Okay, in the direction of the central army or the direction of the right army."

There is still no movement from the Left Route Army. Although the battle is also unfolding, they should still persist.

As for the Central Army and the Right Route Army, the situation has already been opened.

Furthermore, Di Lingtong was originally a close friend.

Since this kind of secret letter was used instead of a task, he should want the instructor to help open the situation.

"Right Army."

The instructor replied.

Chen An had also guessed it.

On the side of the Chinese army, the demon Chinese army is retreating, and the turtle troops behind have not yet contacted Di Ling's team.

Only the right army was caught in a high-intensity war, and there was no possibility of breaking the situation.

"It's not too late, do you have anything else to prepare?"

"No need to prepare, I entrust the tough guy to help me look after the camp."

Between the camps below, a big man walked out of the instructor's room and waved to Chen An.

The tough guy was also a member of the Extraordinary God of War team where the instructor was.

In terms of fighting ability, he may not be as good as the assassin's partner beggar, but his physique is even stronger than Chen An. Even if there is an accident between the camps, he can easily entangle the opponent and wait for the strong man in the direction of the death battle city kill.

It turned out that it had already been prepared.

Chen Anxin understood.

The two didn't talk any more nonsense, and flew quickly in the direction of the right army.

Finally, after five or six days, the sound of fighting came from the ears of the two of them.

Wisps of black smoke rose from the mountains behind the human camp. Several nearby mountains had been cut down, and fuel poured in to burn the bodies of the soldiers who died in battle.

The battlefield where the Right Route Army is located has arrived...