As the real Xu Conscience disappeared into the darkness, those fake Xu Conscience puppets also scattered in all directions, ready to clean up the battlefield and end this game that had already made him feel bored.

By the time the puppets had dispersed, the place was no longer overgrown with weeds, but had revealed its true face. Bulging burial mounds are arranged in an orderly manner here, forming a huge cemetery.

In front of these graves stand a piece of tombstones, on which Xu conscience's recognition of them is recorded: "Remember the first person to resist", "Remember the first person to protect the weak", "Remember the first person to take responsibility", "Remember the first person to fight to the death", "Remember the first warrior killed by me"······

A tombstone represents a person whose story ends here······

On the other side of the battlefield, the bald officer was still leading the few remaining subordinates to resist as best they could, and the giant palm in front of him was about to be wiped out by them. And they only have a dozen people left around them, and what's worse is that the special ammunition has been exhausted, so they can only fight these monsters hand-to-hand in close combat.

Just as the bald officer pulled out the dagger at his waist and was about to rush forward for hand-to-hand combat, the giant palm in front of him actually didn't move. These warriors looked at the monster that had been fighting fiercely just now, and now they were motionless, as if it were originally a stone statue. Just when the soldiers were puzzled, the bald officer sat directly on the ground and laughed: "Rabbit cubs! We won! ”

Hearing the bald officer's laughter, an idea popped up in the minds of the rest of the fighters that they had never thought of before.

"Win! Win! We won! ”

"Hah! Ha! Ha! Win! Lao Tzu survived! ”

"Liuzi, did you see it" We won!"

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Shouts of excitement filled the corpses and rubble, and the surviving warriors vented their joy to the fullest. Unbeknownst to them, however, it would only last for a few minutes, and in a few minutes the venue would fall into deathly silence.

Just as these warriors were excited and ready to clean up the battlefield, a sound of breaking through the air struck, and the head of a warrior suddenly disappeared from the body, leaving only a headless body like a fountain to slowly fall to the ground.

"Old king! Enemy ······" Before the rest of the warriors could react, a burst of sound passed over their heads, leaving fountains of blood.

Only the bald officer who was lying on the ground resting temporarily escaped, and when the bald officer got up and prepared to fight back, a scene that shocked him appeared in front of him: the "creation demons" in the photos stood in front of him like this, indifferently harvesting the lives of the soldiers!

"Nope! That's impossible! Monster ······" It was the bald officer's last desperate thought, but before he could finish thinking about it, the headless body fell to the ground.

But just as the puppet warriors were about to harvest the lives of the last few men, the sky suddenly changed: a closed portal in the sky suddenly flickered a few times, and a dazzling light suddenly burst out of the door and fell straight on the battlefield of the island.

At this time, the puppets all stopped their movements and looked straight at the sky, because they detected an unusually powerful energy fluctuation rushing towards this place.