The gold medal is of course fake.\\

The token that symbolizes the supreme authority of the Golden King, in the Golden King's tens of thousands of years of rule, has only issued a few dozen pieces, for the Golden King who likes absolute centralization, putting the authority in the hands of others, it is simply perverse and generally intolerable. Therefore, the few gold tokens in history are known as rare treasures with great research value and collectible value.

And any rare treasure, let a copycat grandmaster know the way, there is only one end. This gold medal was already being built when Wang Lu forged the Golden King Wine Cup.

The appearance of the gold medal is restored after querying a large number of historical materials, and the voice and aura of the Golden King are gradually imitated by Wang Lu in several conversations with the Golden King, not too much similar, but it does have a bit of the unique charm of the Golden King.

Wang Lu held the token high, and under the faint majesty vaguely similar to that of the Golden King, the army of the god Tanu collapsed on the spot, and all of them fell to their knees, and no one dared to get up.

It is undoubtedly a tragedy that the army of the Golden King, but not even the token of his own lord, is undoubtedly a tragedy, but it is also an inevitable tragedy, because for these puppets, the nature of obedience prevails. If it were those real Golden King armies, they would never be so easily fooled, but unfortunately, tens of thousands of years have passed, and the brave men who once followed the Golden King have only left wreckage puppets, and these puppets have never seen the king with their own eyes since they were born.

For Wang Lu, the current scene means that his tactics have been a great success, and the copycat skills have once again created a miracle.

Of course, the copycat thing is not glorious, but if the fake can also play the role of the real thing, it no longer matters whether it is real or fake.

Wang Lu held the token high and didn't say a word, just silently let these golden guards obediently kneel. This gold medal is a fake after all, and it can bluff these puppets by surprise, it can be used a lot, or it will take a long time, and no matter how stupid the puppet is, it can see the clues, so it is better to say less about it, anyway, the gold king in history is not known for being talkative.

Time slipped away bit by bit, Wang Lu quietly held the token, and the 400 scattered golden guards, 30 golden warlocks, and 8 golden commanders in front of him knelt quietly on the ground, their foreheads buried deep in the soil, not daring to look directly at the light belonging to the golden king.

Only Tanu remained standing, quietly waiting for time to pass, a futile struggle for the precise war machine, and he gave up his attempt to continue after several attempts to get the Golden Guardians to their feet but no response.

Anyway, the effects of fakes won't last long, and over time, these puppets will always notice anomalies.

Sure enough, after about two or three hours, one of the legion commanders moved slightly and began to shake. For the faithful puppets, it was a great gift to be able to kneel in front of the Golden King's token, and under normal circumstances, even until they collapsed, they did not dare to move a little, and now, apparently, they began to doubt the authority of the gold medal.

The Legion Commander was more intelligent, and soon there was a second place, and the third commander began to waver, and after a while, they stood up and glared at Wang Lu angrily, their eyes like burning lava.

Forging the token of the Golden King is undoubtedly a blasphemy, a blasphemy with an unforgivable sin

"Roar"

A commander raised his head to the sky and roared, and a wave of anger swept through, causing all the Golden Guards to shake their bodies, and then slowly stood up, raised their heads, and looked ...... Become more confused.

Seeing this scene, Wang Lu smiled, threw the token away, and then turned to leave, and behind him, there was a jungle of steel and rock.

"Ha Luha, welcome to my tower defense world."

Hundreds of defense towers of different shapes are intertwined into a complex labyrinth, the gray and solid Bone Dragon Tower, the green dragon tower with deep blue light, the manic and unruly Red Dragon Tower, the mysterious Black Dragon Tower, and the holy and glorious Holy Dragon Tower...... The crystallization of the wisdom of the Bredon dragon clan is undoubtedly displayed at this moment, and hundreds of dragon towers stand side by side, as if it is really an ancient dragon's lair, even if it is just a distant view, it makes people feel unbreathable and depressed.

This is the real place of death, and even if the Golden Guard under the command of the god of war, Tanu, dares to trespass into the jungle of the tower, it is a dead end. Perhaps they were able to disintegrate their opponents with a single blow while these towers were not formed, but they wasted too much time.

"God of War Tanu, don't be stunned, let's fight to the death, there are only five of us, if you can rush over, you will win."

At this time, Wang Lu had already walked into the encirclement of the defense tower and restarted with Aya and the others, but the hard workers who worked hard disappeared without a trace.

In order to rush the work, Wang Lu gave them an order to burn their lives like hard-pressed writers whose deadline is tomorrow but they haven't moved a word. In a word, these already extremely efficient workers burst out with a speed against the sky, and in just a few hours, a jungle of steel and rock was built in a blank space

When the jungle of the towers was finally built, the huge building materials in the mustard seed bags were exhausted, and even the nearby mountain peaks were hollowed out, these laborers finally reached the last moment of their lives, as if burned out, and disappeared. And the towers they left behind are like tombstones.

In this regard, after being stunned for a moment, a faint smile actually appeared on the face of the god of war.

At this point, even if the military god Tanu doubled the strength of the military formation, it was impossible for him to rush down the jungle of the defense tower with the more than 400 infantry under his command, and if he replaced a few commanders, it would be almost the same as turning into an ultra-long-distance artillery carriage. And now that the defeat is decided, the outcome is not so important, Tanu pays more attention to Wang Lu's means of winning.

"Interesting." It's a compliment from the heart. He has seen too many scenes in his life, but the scene in front of him still feels fresh. Very interesting tactics, very interesting opponents, strictly speaking, Wang Lu is not a martial artist, because he has not shown any strategic talent at all, but Tanu has never been overly obsessed with winning or losing, otherwise he would not have survived as a guardian in the treasury of the Golden King for tens of thousands of years.

"You've won this level." Tanu said.

Wang Lu was surprised: "You just gave up like that?" ”

Tanu said, "If I had a 1 percent chance of winning this battle, I would have fought once, but since I didn't even have 1 percent, I really didn't need to let these fighters die in vain." For the rest of the endless years, only they can accompany me. ”

Wang Lu nodded, didn't say anything more, and after the god of war Tanu admitted defeat, a door opened behind him that led to the pitch black.

"Come on, good luck to you."

And when Wang Lu and the others walked into the door and stepped on the glorious stairs to the next level, the door slowly closed.

At this time, Wang Lu, who was walking at the front of the team, suddenly felt something in his heart, turned his head, and looked along the gap where the gate had not yet closed, but what he saw was a collapsed world.

On the battlefield, the sky is shattering, the earth is collapsing, and huge cracks are blooming, like the mouth of a savage beast, tearing and devouring the world little by little.

…… Is this what the so-called endless years refer to? Wang Lu couldn't help but be stunned.

And Aya, who was behind Wang Lu, felt Wang Lu's gaze, and also turned around, but the door closed with a bang at this time.

"It's a pity, if I have a chance next time, I really want to fight him fairly." Aya lamented.

"yes, that's a shame." Wang Lu said softly.

Meanwhile, in the depths of the King's Treasury, Paul was filled with anger and uneasiness had reached its limit.

"It's passed, it's really passed, they've passed the third level"

At first, he still held the hope of what happened, hoping that Wang Lu would sink in front of the god of war, after all, it was really a powerful opponent, if it wasn't for Faceless, his trial path would end here, and after Faceless, Tanu modified and perfected the rules and became more difficult to defeat. With Paul's knowledge, he couldn't even think of a way to overcome him.

However, as Wang Lu broke through the difficulties again and again by miraculous means, Paul's heart gradually sank, especially when Wang Lu took out the copycat gold medal and made the golden guards kneel down in unison, Paul scolded in anger

It's a pity that everything is useless, Wang Lu and the others have already walked on the Glorious Ladder, and they will soon reach the fourth level.

And when Paul was full of irritability, and even faintly frightened, a gentle and kind voice laughed: "Don't worry, their steps are over, and in the fourth level, we will end everything." ”

Unfortunately, the Faceless's comfort did not warm people's hearts in the slightest, and at this moment, a cold voice questioned.

"It's up to you to end everything?"

The person who spoke out was a warrior covered in blood-colored heavy armor, with a jagged sword in both hands, and a gloomy and solemn smell of blood, who was the supreme inquisitor of the Holy Light Cult, and now the highest number of purified people in the church

When Wang Lu and the others spent most of the day attacking the third level, the referee finally left his subordinates behind and returned to the Holy City as quickly as possible. At this time, although he was extremely tired, his fighting spirit was unabated, especially when he witnessed Wang Lu break through the third level and seriously threaten the position of the Holy Light Sect in the King's Treasury, he was even more angry from the bottom of his heart.

"Heresies who dare to covet the holy places of our religion must be purified with the harshest punishment"

The most pious and powerful of the five legendary saints of the Church is undoubtedly the Pope, followed by the Supreme Inquisition, whose fanaticism for the Church is almost twisted, and fifty years ago, because of his daughter's love affair with a heathen, he personally cut off her head and hung it at the entrance of the Inquisition. As for the infidel, no one knew the whereabouts of the Dao, and no one wanted to know the Dao. With such a deformed and strong faith, Ferdinand was naturally disgusted with the mediocre and incompetent Paul, and always thought that he would slow down the development of the church, and it was better to cut it with a sword and replace it with a smart and sharp person to come to power. It's a pity that it hasn't been possible.

As for the Faceless? A few years ago, he was very optimistic about this vicious Church Knife, and although he didn't have much contact, he was quite praised for the Faceless's brilliant achievements. Unfortunately, after seeing him at this time, Ferdinand was furious in his heart.

"Faceless, do you want to join the battle in this shameful gesture?"

In the eyes of the chief magistrate, the weakness of the Faceless Man could not be concealed at all, he was seriously injured by the sword of the Knight King not long ago, and now he has not recovered at all. This badly injured avatar is inferior to even a beginner professional, and participating in the battle will only drag others down.

However, in this regard, the Faceless One only glanced at Ferdinand, and said lightly to the Sage who was above him, "What are you?" Have I invited you to come? Have I invited you to have your say? ”

"You?" Ferdinand was furious, and the jagged greatsword emitted a red light, and he couldn't help but make a move.

"If you want to do it, please do it, behead my clone, and then use your poor brain to think about tactics to intercept the Kyushu people, if you succeed, the credit is all yours, and the sea of light will definitely favor you, good luck."

The Faceless spoke in a mocking tone, not taking Ferdinand seriously at all

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