Be a psychic in a star card game

The night ended in a light rain, and a ray of light appeared on the horizon.

That seemed to be the hope of life, because before the day came, everyone thought that Gu Xing would not be able to survive the night.

On the forum, after more than ten minutes of silence, someone asked: [Has the war stopped...]

[The enemy has retreated, we have won! 】

[Invincible, warriors are invincible!You saved this planet! 】

[Then, can we go home? 】

[It seems that it still doesn't work...]

【The enemy was only repulsed, but did not disappear or perish. 】

At this moment, a large number of soldiers in the army, after staying up all night, brought the temporary crowds from all over the place to the side of each base—the safest fortress ever built.

One trip after another, from pick-up during the day to the evening.

"Tell me, can this battle be won?"

On the edge of the base, Qin Xiaoruan pushed the wheelchair out the door, and saw the president of the Fat Masters Association squatting on the flat ground, looking at the setting sun in the distance.

"Junior Brother." He said.

It's hard to imagine that Qin Xiaoruan, who already looks wrinkled, will have a junior who looks only about 40 years old.

Perhaps obese people age slowly, and the president of the Fat Masters Association is almost two or three times as obese as He Yan.

This is no longer a load that normal people can bear, but almost every member of the Fat Masters Association is such a fat person, and on the battlefield, their flexibility and fighting power are not weaker than humans.

He smiled, turned his head to look at Qin Xiaoruan who seemed to be in his dying years, "You are already so old, don't call me junior brother, let the younger sisters know my age, and you will lose your fans."

"Little sister?" Qin Xiaoruan was stunned for a moment, then looked helpless, "You have remained the same all these years."

"Okay, if there is any problem, I will take care of it at the front." The fat president waved his hand: "You and the teacher opposed me to set up the Fat Masters Association and passed on the method, saying that it was a loss of talent. , but at the moment of crisis, someone must bring hope, that person may or may not appear, we can't count on an illusory providence, can we?"

Qin Xiaoruan was silent.

After a long time, he said, "Maybe you are right."

"I'm not necessarily right, maybe right, maybe wrong, only people can judge later..."

The fat president stared deeply at the light that was about to dissipate on the ground plane: "I just don't know if there are any people who came after."

"The ancient star is too important. I always remember what the teacher said. He said that there are very important things on the ancient star, which are important enough to reverse the human situation."

"The teacher said something like this. At that time, everyone thought he was just returning to the light, talking nonsense when he was delirious, but you and my brothers and sisters all know that the teacher does not know how to be a great person, even before he dies. At that moment, I was more awake than anyone else.”

"So you went back to the ancient star and wanted to find that thing. It's been decades. Did you find it?"

"No." Qin Xiaoruan shook his head slowly and said, "But it seems that it does exist."

"That's right." Fat President smiled: "Otherwise, those things would not rush to the ancient star so desperately. Those people in the council, at least those aristocratic families, have realized it, and frantically sent soldiers and family members to the ancient star. People mobilized over here."

"They feed on human consciousness, and they are innately opposed to human beings. There is no escape, but a war." Qin Xiaoruan lowered his head and coughed a few times: "You came to the ancient star a few months ago, and He Yan What did the little guy say?"

"What's up with him?"

"He fell into the magma." Qin Xiaoruan frowned.

Unexpectedly, the fat president who heard this remark was indifferent, "Oh, it's okay."

Qin Xiaoruan: "?"

How come it's all right?Don't say you didn't vote for He Yan, or you came all the way to see the same chubby young man?

"Don't rely on vain hopes, but try to trust your companions—you are young, you can eat whatever you want, and you don't have to be afraid of getting thin." The fat president sighed, shaking his fat steps, and took out a piece of fat in his hand , Bite it down!

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"The reinforcements from outside are coming. I saw them. Many people came, but there were also many people who stayed last night forever." Colonel Lin said softly, "He Yan will not come back."

"If he's still there, he came out last night. You should know his character better than me."

Jiang Wu was expressionless.

"Accept this, we are all very sad, but there is no time to be sad now." Colonel Lin took a deep breath and patted Jiang Wu on the shoulder: "I'm going first, I hope that after this battle, there will be more See you later."

His figure gradually drifted away, against which Jiang Wu was like a lifeless sculpture.

He can't seem to hear what others say.

Because he was thinking about a question, why when he thought of He Yan, the bow in his body would make a long cry that no one could hear.

This is a situation that has never happened before, as if, as if sensing something that excited the bow, and gave birth to a cry of joy.

He covered his heart, and his heart was beating vigorously. Now he was facing north and took a step to the left. The beating was even more intense. The west, no, it was a little bit closer. Just when he was about to continue turning left, The summons sounded!

And at this moment, he happened to turn to the due south position, and a thin trace of sweat suddenly appeared on his face... He seemed to have sensed that thing.

What attracts him, in that respect, seems to move!

"Emergency dispatch, the base is under attack, the fort has collapsed!"

"Crazy! They are constantly attacking human buildings. In just ten seconds, the number of injured people has reached nearly one million!"

Jiang Wu rushed out of the lounge and jumped to the top of the base, only to see a darkness between the sky and the earth, and in this darkness, it is difficult for human eyes to see clearly—the transparent puppets all over the sky.

"Duh..." Low Hui's intertwined voice spread throughout the entire ancient star.

"It's a flying puppet born with wings, a high-level puppet body. In the past, I would encounter one or two at the end of the battle. It turns out... there can be so many of them." Below, a soldier who came to support from an alien almost lost his courage. , "How to fight this!"

"In the wave of shock just now, half of the bloodlines of the family were swallowed up, and some of them didn't even release their skills. They are too strong. These ghosts with wings!" The fingers of the data statisticians at the base were shaking.

The wounded angel clansman beside him inhaled with a black face, without saying a word, his face was ashen.

[What happened just now? 】

[The sky suddenly darkened for a moment, and then it began to... rain? 】

【This rain is red and smells fishy. It's not rain, it's blood! 】

【Brother... My brother was swallowed by the night just now, only the clothes fell off and were torn into pieces. 】

[Didn’t reinforcements come? There are a lot of people here. The radio station has been broadcasting, and now they are broadcasting continuously. They are all high-end combat power that is not available on the ancient star. It will be fine! 】

【The ones who came!Including some of your local fighters, they were directly defeated by the impact just now... We are finished, human beings are finished. 】

It was originally a discussion place for ancient stars, but a large number of strange users broke into it at some point, all of them were from other galaxies.

These people are also ordinary people, with no combat power, they can only stare at Gu Xing to read the news.

[Just now there was a message on the official website of the military department. If the ancient star does not win this battle, there will be no possibility for human beings to come back! 】

[Some researchers with supernatural powers have analyzed it. The news passed by the puppets is indeed that there is something on the ancient planet that suppresses their reproduction. As long as the ancient star is destroyed, they can reproduce in large numbers... In other words, when the ancient star is destroyed, human beings can only flee This road, even... can't escape. 】

[It's all over, the warriors of our planet have all passed, but now the ancient star is also surrounded by a circle of puppets, and there is still a stalemate during the storm, and it is impossible to enter the ancient star! 】

Looking at the latest news, the ancient stars were excited at first, and then despaired.

Basically every news that is refreshed is a more severe situation than the previous one.

【Can I join the army? I am willing to go to the battlefield now. As long as I can protect my family, I can do whatever you want】

[Ordinary people have no ability or willpower at all. When they are on the battlefield, they will only be swallowed by low-level puppets and use their bodies to destroy everywhere!Don't make a mess! 】

[Is it really impossible to do anything?We can only stare at them desperately, but we can't do anything...]

What is more desperate than waiting for death is that facing the disaster of extinction, you don't even have the ability to go all out.

Jiang Wu jumped to the mountain outside the base. At this time, in front of him were the family members who were retreating steadily and their blood was stimulated.

A member of the Jiang family fell down next to him, with a hole in his heart, blood protruding and protruding, and he died with regret.

Jiang Wu knew him. He was a member of the Punjab tribe who practiced dancing with him. He used to bring cakes made by his grandmother to Jiang Wu.

He stretched out his hand to hold him, and placed him on the ground beside him.

Jiang Wu closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and a golden light flashed across the palm of his hand.

In this silent night, the original brilliance of the card skills has changed from a hundred flowers blooming to a few small fireworks occasionally appearing within ten minutes.

The big fish in the sky fell to the ground weakly until it could no longer lift its body.

No matter how many fish jump over the dragon gate, they will not be able to break through the countless gates.

The young man of the koi tribe was lying on the ground, laughing unconsciously, spitting white foam in his mouth: "I... worked hard... but manpower... will always run out..."

He was too tired, and everyone was too tired.

As a result, the night became dark again, so dark... Even the little golden light on the top of the mountain seemed so abrupt.

"Wake up, look, who is that." Suddenly someone got up from the ground and pushed the people around him.

"What, who... that light... is golden..."

"It seems to be Jiang Wu, Jin Guang Jiang Wu, I remember when I was at home, I saw the news that Jiang Wu had a golden handle..."

"longbow!"

[I seem to see Jiang Wu! 】

【Is Jiang Wu here? 】

[Jiang Wu, Jiang Wu is back, I thought he was a villain who ran away, and scolded him...]

[What qualifications do we have to scold them. 】

That's right, a group of people who can only sit in the fortress and watch others risk their lives to protect the ancient star, what right do they have to blame these warriors.

These people, under such circumstances, who can guarantee that they will die on the battlefield like other fighters?

Even if Jiang Wu doesn't come, what can he blame him for?

No matter what he said, he had once guarded the ancient star.

Even He Yan has made so many contributions to the ancient star, so that the number of people using his cards in the war is extremely large, and the power is extremely powerful. Why does he need to prove anything to others? suffer abuse.

Even if He Yan is still alive, but He Yan doesn't come back...it's right that he doesn't show up.

[Will Jiang Wu pull that golden bow? 】

【He has physical defects, it is luck or a coincidence to open the bow the first time, the second time... is difficult】

Someone in the know said.

[Open the bow, like last time, scare the puppets away Jiang Wu, Gu Xing depends on you! 】

【But no matter how you look at it, the golden light on his hand seems to be dissipating...】

At this moment, the human beings in the fortress, the base, and the gathering places in various theaters, and even the outside human beings and members of the council, all set their sights on the area where Jiang Wu was located.

Under the camera, the golden light in Jiang Wu's hand was like a small flame that flickered, as if it would be blown away by someone.

Everyone didn't dare to show their anger. Around Jiang Wu, the Jiang family members surrounded him, and the children of other aristocratic families gradually guarded him.

"Last time, it was because of Chang'e's gift that the bow was able to be inspired. This time... there is nothing..."

Jiang Wu didn't know if he could summon the bow in his body this time, he was feeling it with his heart, facing... the south.

He turned his steps, protected the golden light in his hand, and turned towards the south...

"It's done," a familiar coughing voice came from the ground in the south. After the sound of the excavator rattling, ten long arrows flying gravel and sand rushed out from the ground!

"The arrow Hou Yi made for you."

Jiang Wu's pupils shook violently, and the golden light in his hand immediately attracted ten arrows.

And behind him, a long bow slowly took shape, and the intricate patterns carved on the body of the bow were more clearly visible than last time.

He Yan was pawing in the dirt, looking up at the sky, and Hou Yi was beside him, also looking up.

He was thinking that Jiang Wu might really be behind this world, because Jiang Wu inherited the Sun Shooting God Bow, and happened to find Hou Yi's cast arrow.

At this moment, no one noticed He Yan, the little chubby bird in the mud pit, and few people realized how the long arrow came from, or noticed that familiar voice.

But... there are still people.

Zhou Qing stood up.

Qin Xiaoruan's body in the wheelchair trembled, and he looked up at Jiang Wu's surroundings.

The fat people from the Fat Masters Association wiped the blood on their faces, and subconsciously opened their watches to search:

System: Player "He Yan" created the initial card [Hou Yi]...

System: Player "He Yan" created the initial card [Zhu Rong]...

System: Player "He Yan" created the initial card [Jiang Ziya]...

System: Player "He Yan" created the initial card [Gluttony]...

At the end of the war, four cards!

And this fourth card

Sure enough...he went to find that thing!

The origin of Fat Man's fight...

What the Fat Masters Association has always dreamed of!