The glimmer of light emitted by the stars seems so small in the dark space of the universe. It is like the eternal sun is not worth mentioning in the face of darkness and death.

The presiding judge himself was surprised that he could last until now.

The words on the many books around him have become crooked, and most of the weapons formed by the military symbols have also become broken.

Zhou Zidu had blocked the attacks of the Black Death too many times, and now his whole body was covered with wounds, and there was no place that was not free from pain. This kind of pain could not be solved by blocking the nerves, it was also a torture method of the Black Death.

In front of it, even if you die, you will never die happily.

However, no one present was afraid of pain. For ordinary people, torture that was worse than life and death was tolerable for them.

The presiding judge's will is really very strong, like steel, and cannot be destroyed by anything.

However, no matter how firm the will is, it is impossible to completely replace the strength and weakness of the material world. Zhou Zidu is already on the verge of death. He is burdened with more and more worlds.

He is saving the entire starry sky.

But it seems that he cannot save himself. Even if he wins this battle, his soul and body will be completely destroyed by the Black Death.

The Black Death is really so powerful that it makes people desperate. But...

It seems that they are really about to usher in the dawn of victory.

Zhou Zidu was not depressed at all because he was about to die, he was just happy that civilization was ushering in the dawn of victory.

Looking at the entire universe, it is difficult to find a pure and noble hero like him who is completely free from vulgar taste. If we want to find the biggest hero in this battle, it can only be Zhou Zidu.

Crossing the Starry Sky in One Boat

Ming. It can only be described as great.

The clown's body was deformed by the constant cuts of the enemy. The acrobats stood on the stage and performed according to the rules, trying to reduce the danger. Off the stage, an unknown number of strange and chaotic spectators were applauding.

The magician took off his hat, took out various cards, flowers and other magic props and threw them outward to block the enemy's attacks.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..." The animal trainer screamed wildly under the attack of the enemy, and the parrot next to him screamed louder than him. Neither one person nor the bird could say which one was more embarrassing. In short, the scene was very chaotic. The lion and the elephant came forward,

Help them block attacks.

The ventriloquist controlled several chattering puppets, attacking and retreating at the same time. The magician threw the cards, and there was an explosion.

This circus ghost land is very difficult, and a few of them joined in because the name suited them. Now they are regretting it. But to be honest, if anyone else had come to this ghost land, they probably wouldn't have had as good a time as they did.

Ke Wenbei's plan is to let players like them hold back the ghosts and attract their attention, so that they can resurrect the Sun God themselves. I don't know how this resurrection works specifically.

However, he should have made some progress, as the sun can be seen directly shining in the sky from all over the earth.

The Black Death did not provide much power in this star system. After all, the strength of civilization here is very average. The players who come here are not particularly powerful. Ke Wenbei does not expect himself to be of much use.

If you can kill a demon servant, you are considered powerful.

How should I put it? After the decisive battle began, the combat power level increased significantly. Ke Wenbei felt that he was thirteen

It took many years to climb up to the level. As a result, there were a bunch of fourteenth and fifteenth levels, and even a demon...

In comparison, I am so small and insignificant. I am just cannon fodder.

Alas, in this cosmic battlefield where even the ordinary thirteenth level is weak. What should I do to maximize my value?

Ke Wenbei thought silently. In front of him, the sun was lighting up little by little, and its light spread out in all directions.

The ghost seemed to notice something was wrong here. It easily got rid of the entanglement of cold-bloodedness and pursuit of life, and its body floated towards the starry sky. Under the darkness, Ke Wenbei felt that his body was stiff.

Are you going to die?

He is very smart, but he is not very smart. His biggest hobbies are small things like reasoning and solving crimes. However, there is no rule that smart people must like to do big things. Moreover, smart people will not live long if they are unlucky.

Recalling his brother who was also extremely smart but died more than 40 years ago. Ke Wenbei swallowed, and countless humanoid shadows with different weapons appeared behind him.

He was kicked away in the air. The ghosts were chasing after him, and various attacks arrived from all directions.

The next moment, the sun's rays completely lit up, dispelling the darkness.

The body of the Sun God was officially revived. Although the soul did not return, it could already emit light as a star. The three gods merged into the sun. A new generation of Seven Kings came one after another.

But together they cannot become the soul of the Sun God.

Ke Wenbei took out a kindling. Wu Hui specially gave it to him after he knew the destination.

A ball of fire.

This fire spanned time and space and finally returned to the place where it was ignited.

Pass

Go, the sun helps mankind light the fire.

Now, human fire helps the sun burn again.

A ball of flame fell down, as if Wu Hui was drawing a sword in the distance, and the re-burning star suddenly protruded, piercing the ghost's body like a sword edge.

"It's quite handsome." Ke Wenbei looked at the sword and shrugged. Then with the help of the sun, their battle with the ghosts was successful.

Gathering the consciousness of countless victims in civilization, the new sun god truly came to this world. Sword blades like the one just now kept flying out from the sun and piercing into the bodies of ghosts and monsters.

Zhui Ming and Lengxue landed with their kicks and swords, as if they were going to drive the ghost into the sun. But the ghost disappeared again, ignoring all damage.

On the ground, the owl held a sniper rifle, looked up at the bright sun, and then lowered his head to start sniping.

The puma held two laser blades and chopped the two approaching shadows into pieces.

The injured Maine Coon cat is lying on the ground, and the chipmunk is being treated. It seems that they are similar to the Nine Color Team, both relying on brute force to break through the ghost realm. Whatever the rules, it is fastest to just fight and kill.

And if you just use your intelligence to break through the level, it will basically do no harm to the ghosts, so fighting directly is the most reliable.

The use of force at the appropriate time is itself a type of intelligence.

However, their captain and the main damage dealer Bei Hailong are not here, so the battle is more difficult. Not to mention compared to the cold-blooded pursuit of life, it can't even compare with the current circus.

Nowadays, there are many players who fight in small groups. Advanced players are considered masters on earth, but here they are no different than cannon fodder.

Nine color team first

They broke out of the ghost realm. Blue and Yellow died in the battle.
Chapter completed!