I am a nuclear pollution mage, so the toxicity should not be too strong, right?

It's getting dark.

Night comes.

A bright moon casts a few rays of light.

When the light falls on the battlefield made of blood and mud, everything seems to be plated with silver.

"Kill! For the glory of the Dream God!"

"Sasago, long live His Majesty the Emperor! The nuclear nation will never surrender!"

The flat and wide silent river valley plain was illuminated by the brilliance of various skills, and the roars of fighting made the night not peaceful at all.

The followers of the evil god were like a vast ocean, besieging a small group of Japs players in the center.

If you look closely, you can see a small group of Daxia players with red titles frantically picking up loot and running around.

From time to time, it also takes European and American players to dangerous places and withstands suicide attacks from Japanese soldiers...

The operation is so cool!

"Big summer dog! You will regret it!"

"Ah! Why are there a few warriors here who are self-destructing? Damn it, they were deceived by the Daxia people again!"

"Damn Daxia people, they are truly the most vicious, despicable, and despicable hooligans in the world!"

All European and American players are cursing.

The scene was spectacular.

Some were so deceived that they had no energy to speak, so they simply withdrew from the battlefield and stood on the sidelines kicking and cursing.

"People of Daxia, I will kill you all!"

"Kill them all!"

But he could only call twice.

People in the same camp cannot attack each other!

"We have been fighting for three hours, and all the Japs' troops are basically dead." Wang Yun ignored the chirping of birds in his ears, looked at the battlefield, and nodded slightly.

"But the devils are not stupid either. They have put all their good equipment and props into their backpacks and locked them up. What will happen if they can't explode?"

He looked a little sad.

The scholar player on the side sighed: "It's almost time to send a message to Master Su to squeeze out the last wave of blood from the Japanese!"

"All right!"

Wang Yun nodded and sent a message to Su Han.

The war that was originally a matter of victory or defeat has turned into a war of anxiety.

After all the troops are dead, the Japanese players can be resurrected again and again, and will not be expelled from the battlefield until they drop five levels!

The Japs had already put all valuable equipment and props in their backpacks and locked them up to prevent them from falling.

Then try to kill as many evil god believers as possible to increase the war contribution, so that you can get more rewards after winning the war.

Because the Orthodox Sect will definitely win!

But even if they get rewards, they will still lose money this time, so they can only recover some losses.

...

"Long live the Emperor!"

"Long live the Yamato nation!"

The Japanese were playing tricks on each other, shouting slogans, and launched a crazy suicide charge.

The bloody earth was filled with white light.

They are no longer afraid of death, they just want to kill a few more units and accumulate war contribution points to recover their losses!

"Fujisawa-kun, how many soldiers have you killed? I killed twenty of them!"

"Seventeen, the war contribution is 0.0009%, just a little short of 0.001%!"

"Keep up the good work, we must not let Europeans, Americans and Daxia people laugh at us!"

The Japs players were discussing while committing suicide attacks.

What they are best at is sending death, and the bloodline of the Kamikaze is still spreading!

The original level 50 Japs player quickly dropped to level 47, and the level 30 player dropped to level 26...

There were many Japanese who dropped five levels and were expelled from the battlefield!

It's just a pity that they try so hard.

But little did he know that the final interpretation of this religious war... lies in the hands of Su Han!

...

"Ugh..."

Watching these devils launch suicide attacks again and again, beating the European and American players on the opposite side miserable.

Su Han couldn't bear it anymore.

If only you told them.

I will drive them all out of the camp at the last moment of the war.

Isn't that a bit cruel?

Gee!

Su Han sighed and hugged Linda for a kiss. Soon after receiving the news from Wang Yun, he waved his hand below.

"Zhao Yun, order the army to return to the battlefield!"

"Are you finally going back to the battlefield?"

Han Jinlong and Liu Mou were already very hungry and thirsty. They thought they were going to fight, but... there was no room for action. Everything was arranged by Su Han.

Below are the troops of Li Qingmei and Chen Shuheng, both of whom are in constant shock.

Why does this religious war seem to be following Su Han's command?

What level of ability is this? !

After the two of them joined the Zhengshen Sect following Su Han's instructions, they are still just waiting and have not experienced a single battle!

"The general will take the order!"

Zhao Yun immediately waved his spear in his hand, and military orders were issued from his five hundred Changshan disciples to the entire golden spear formation.

The head of the formation changed to its tail, and its tail changed to its head, turning around and charging towards the Evil God's camp at a faster speed. The Japanese players had been holding back for so long, and they had almost rested and recuperated. They were all fierce and unstoppable!

Wow!

The Japanese players only felt a strong wind coming from behind, and looked back in confusion, only to see the huge golden gun charging towards them.

came back!

Forty to fifty thousand ferocious believers of the Righteous God are back!

Looking at the familiar golden gun, the Japs suddenly felt sour in their noses and couldn't help but shed a few lines of tears.

"Ado Sa...! I'm finally back!"

"Our hard days are finally over!"

"Goddess, why did you come back? We have been waiting so hard!"

...

Weeping with joy is probably the mentality of the Japanese now, and they all kowtow in the direction of the goddess to thank her.

Finally no more fighting alone!

Finally the dark clouds parted and the bright moon appeared!

Things are finally back in the right direction!

All the guild presidents issued announcements: "Quickly put on your equipment and prepare to fight. We must recover all losses from the battlefield!"

"Yes!"

The Japanese players took out the locked equipment from their backpacks one after another.

Now that the army of righteous gods is back, it means that their time to show off has finally arrived!

At this time, it’s natural to use whatever is strong to maximize your record!

...

"Damn, are you finally back?"

"What on earth do this army of righteous gods think?"

The European and American players in the Evil God camp are also confused.

Even if he deliberately let the Japs players die, why are they suddenly back now?

But this also means that the war is twice as difficult.

"Now the Daxia people don't dare to make small moves anymore, unless they want to lose this war!"

"Humph!"

But when they looked to the side, they found that the Daxia players who had originally picked up things had gathered near the Japs players, and then looked forward with interest, as if waiting for something, and also swept away a large number of evil god believers.

What is this doing?

The European and American players had doubts in their hearts, but they still followed the followers of the evil god and charged.

The Japanese players on the opposite side were also full of confidence.

"As soon as the big formation arrives, we can follow the Zhengshen army and take advantage!"

"Hahaha, these Daxia people actually dare to come up and wait? Are they waiting to die?"

however.

Just before the golden spear formation was about to collide with the evil god's army.

click!

There was a clear click on the battlefield.

Then everyone only saw that the golden spear formation stopped steadily at the edge of the battlefield, without entering at all, but just kept dawdling on the edge...

But that’s not the case with the Evil God’s Army.

Wow!

The stunned Japs players were once again overwhelmed, and a large number of their old equipment and props exploded on the ground in a variety of colors...and the Daxia players who had been waiting for a long time quickly turned into small groups and stepped forward, taking these equipment and props. All the props were picked up, and the wind was rolling, as if they had been rehearsed in advance...