Resurrection of Spiritual Energy: Billions of Times Talent

The sound became more and more grand, and in the end, the voice of the twelve Sifang Towns turned into a rich fighting spirit, which was transmitted far in the air and endured.

"Prepare for war..."

When the last roar fell, a mighty bell, boom, resounded in the direction of the North City Gate, echoing throughout Haoran City.

The huge sound, with ancient vicissitudes, is long and long, and it is transmitted endlessly, it is the Haoran Bell of Haoran City and the war drum of Haoran City.

The moment it sounded, everyone knew that the great war of foreign invasion was about to begin.

A bell rings to indicate that a local battle is about to begin, and a four-square town will be guarded in the direction of the city wall, and it has encountered an alien attack.

Two bells represent two areas, and the two gates are attacked by aliens.

Three bells represent three areas, and three gates are under alien attack.

When the bell rings twelve, it is a full-scale war, a four-way battle, twelve gates, twelve four-square towns will be attacked at the same time.

If the thirteenth bell rings, it is the extinction crisis, the biggest crisis, the urgency has reached the limit, and the entire Haoran City may be destroyed in an instant.

For many years, since the Haoran City Lord achieved the manifestation, many people even forgot what the bell was like, and more people didn't even remember when the last bell rang.

Only those of the older generation, when they heard the bell, trembled and burst into tears.

Every time the bell rings, it is the saddest moment for the Terrans.

War will die, and only countless people will not turn back, and Qianpu will fill the huge meat grinder in the future, in exchange for the current prosperity and peaceful prosperity.

Boom......

Another bell rang throughout the sky, making countless people stop what they were doing.

Boom......

A third bell sounded immediately after, passing from gate to gate.

Boom......

Boom......

When the eighth bell rang, no matter who was busy, they also stopped the work at hand and silently raised their heads to look into the distance.

Countless people even look forward to the next bell ringing.

But the ninth bell rang.

When the ninth bell rang, even Jiang Yuan's raised his head and looked up at the sky, he could clearly feel a tense and rich atmosphere, which was covering the entire Haoran City step by step.

Shrouded the hearts of millions.

Boom......

The tenth bell still rang.

But that's not stopping yet.

The eleventh bell followed, ringing again without interruption.

Finally...... Some people couldn't bear the pressure, their faces showed a look of horror, and a whole eleven bells rang through the heavens and earth, which was equivalent to the entire Haoran City having been defended by foreign races.

Boom......

But the twelfth bell rang anyway.

The sound of soft legs made countless people's legs soft, and some even needed to find a place to breathe, and their faces showed a terrifying look.

Twelve bells, this is a full-scale battle.

Countless people began to pray at this moment, praying that the last bell would not ring, never ring, they couldn't stand it, they really couldn't stand it.

Perhaps hearing the voices of countless people, the thirteenth voice did not ring for a while, as if it stopped when it arrived here.

But just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Boom......

The thirteenth bell still rang.

I don't know if it's an illusion, countless people feel that this last sound is so poignant, the sound is louder than all the bells, and it is full of a sad taste.

Many people were paralyzed in an instant, their legs were weak, and their eyes were terrified.

The streets and alleys were filled with panicked voices.

"Thirteen bells... The Bell of Annihilation... The bell of annihilation has rung, it has rung!!"

"How can it suddenly ring, what is the reason, what is the big horror, what is it..."

Aren't there a second line of defense in front of us, twelve giant cities along the coastline, millions of warriors, dozens of Sifang town generals, three Terran kings... What about them? What about them!"

"What about the army of a million warriors in Xiongguan, can't they all be stopped?"

Countless voices, with panic, rose and fell with each other, people panicked, and the expression on everyone's face was with fear, and they stood in fear.

This is a full-scale war, a war of extermination, and the enemy's strength has completely surpassed Haoran City, and even formed a crushing torrent, and only then will such thirteen bells ring.

All the townships in all directions can do nothing, this is preparing for the worst, even the slightest hope, will not ring the bell of despair.

Thirteen bells are the bell of despair, the bell of extinction.

In panic and despair, many people choose to stop today's work, and they return home in silence, looking at their wives or their husbands.

There are also those who look at their own parents.

Life is varied, at this moment, many people have moist eyes, shed tears, snuggled up to each other, felt the warmth from the family, and waited silently.

At the same time, one urgent order after another was quickly passed down, entering one martial arts hall after another, forcibly recruiting a famous warrior, and even a martial artist on vacation, all of them had to take action at this moment.

All the martial arts halls took action, and under the leadership of their respective pavilion owners and chief pavilion masters, they rode one transport after another towards the north city gate.

Many warriors on vacation said goodbye to their wives and children in tears, put on their military uniforms, carried their familiar weapons, and left directly.

In the face of racial righteousness, it is incumbent upon all.

At this moment, as long as you come to the road, take any car, as long as you tell the driver that you are going to the North City Gate, then the other party will not say a word, it will be free, and will send you there as quickly as possible.

It has touched countless people and moved myself.

At this time, the north gate of Haoran City had been completely opened, and the dense convoy, although it looked tattered and dusty, did not have the slightest chaos.

All the convoys began to enter the city in an orderly manner.

The warriors guarding the gate of the city, looking at the panicked and fearful faces, showed a smile like a newborn sunshine at the moment they entered the city, and their hearts were touched.

He fled all the way down, escaped for more than half a month, struggling with hunger and cold every moment, and often there were beasts that attacked him.