320: Chapter 320 Design Flaw!

Above the clouds.

The void trembled.

Three illusory and massive divine shadows floated silently.

A bare-chested strong man holding a giant axe.

A white-bearded Daoist holding a Taiji horsetail whisk.

A beautiful woman with a human head and snake body, compassionate toward all living beings.

They were the remnant souls of Pangu, Taishang Laojun, and Nuwa!

At this moment.

These three ancient Chinese gods were all bowing their heads in unison.

Looking at everything happening in the trial ground below.

The atmosphere was a little bit...

Awkward...

Pangu stroked his beard and took another look below.

He turned his head faintly.

"I say, you old Daoist."

"Did you design this first tribulation too hastily?"

"It looks a little bit too simple to me!"

Pangu pointed his thick finger at the long street below.

A young man in a red vest was seen using a broken brick to dent the turret of a Japanese tank.

"Look at the physical strength of these little guys..."

"It's not just abnormal."

"It's even more outrageous than those barbarians from the Wu clan back then!"

Hearing this.

Taishang Laojun's mouth twitched violently.

With a "snap".

He broke several white hairs on the horsetail whisk in his hand.

Laojun almost lost his composure on the spot!

"You're just standing there talking!"

Laojun fumed, stomping his feet in anger.

"How could I have imagined that 300,000 people would come to participate in the trial?!"

"This is the highest difficulty despair trial!"

"The original intention was for them to show the unyielding spirit and sacrifice of the Chinese people in despair!"

"And the result?!"

Laojun pointed at the human army screaming and acting more viciously than the Japanese.

"300,000 people! A full 300,000!"

"And they're all max-level humans!!!"

"How is this a despair trial? This is clearly a one-sided slaughter!"

Beside him, Nuwa covered her red lips and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Indeed, we can't blame Laojun entirely."

"When we set up this formation, we all thought..."

"With the spiritual energy exhausted, it would be a miracle if ten descendants made it here."

Who could have known the version updated so fast!

Plans couldn't keep up with changes.

A bunch of living bandits arrived!

300,000 troops, one spit each could drown this trial ground!

Pangu laughed heartily upon hearing this.

"Hahaha! Forget it, forget it!"

"This is good! Very good!"

"My Chinese descendants should be this fierce!"

"It was worth us exhausting our last divine power to open this world!"

...

In the trial scenario.

On the long street, the cold wind howled.

Colonel Matsushita stood on a tank, looking at the dented armor, his scalp tingling.

Fear consumed him like a venomous snake instantly.

Crazy!

These people in red vests were definitely not refugees!

They were monsters in human skin!

"Fire!"

"Fast!"

"Fire the damn guns!"

Colonel Matsushita drew his command sword, screaming hysterically, his voice cracking as it echoed down the long street.

"Click, click, click—!"

The turrets of over a dozen tanks emitted a dull mechanical friction sound.

They turned rapidly.

The pitch-black muzzles, carrying the scent of death, aimed directly at the dense crowd of Red Wolf Players ahead.

The surrounding Japanese machine gunners also pulled their bolts simultaneously.

Just as the battle was about to erupt.

"No! Don't!"

Several youths in worn-out long gowns, dressed like students, rushed out from the ruins on both sides of the long street.

Their faces were covered in soot, their eyes filled with despair.

They spread their arms, blocking the front of the Red Wolf Guild.

"Run! You guys run quickly!!!"

The leading male student shivered from the cold, crying hoarsely:

"You can't beat them!"

"They have machine guns, artillery, and iron turtles!"

"You don't even have a firearm in your hands..."

"Knives, axes, and door panels can't beat the Japanese!... Charging up is just suicide!"

Several female students looked at the rows of "Red Wolf Players" in front of them, their voices choked with sobs:

"Wuwuwu... Warriors, please run away!"

"Don't throw your lives away for nothing! Take the villagers and run!"

"Leave some seeds for our China!!!"

Looking at these ancestors who still wanted to protect their compatriots with their fragile bodies in despair.

300,000 Red Wolf Players were stunned for a moment.

Then.

A light chuckle erupted in the crowd.

Zhao Meng carried a thick threaded steel bar and walked forward.

He reached out his calloused hand, rubbed the lead male student's head hard, and grinned:

"Don't be afraid, comrade!"

"Find a safe corner to hide and cover your ears."

Zhao Meng slowly turned his head to look at the Japanese tanks ahead.

A flash of extreme cruelty and bloodthirst crossed his eyes.

"The time from now on..."

"Leave it to your uncles!"

After saying this.

A few aunties from the Logistics Team stepped forward and forcibly escorted these bewildered students back behind the ruins.

Then.

The Red Wolf Guild moved.

Lu Yuan took a step forward.

He drew the long blade from his waist.

He raised the blade high toward the sky.

The anger of knowing the gods had fallen, and the bloodline hatred spanning a hundred years, erupted at this moment!

Lu Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted:

"Brothers! Kill!!!"

"Ura————!!!"

Zhao Meng roared. Lin Zihao roared.

"Ura!!!"

"Ura!!!"

300,000 Red Wolf Players' roars shook the sky!

Boom!

No one was afraid.

No one retreated.

300,000 roars rushing to the sky converged into a terrifying sonic boom!

Violent air waves rolled!

It actually shattered the falling snow!

Even the earth trembled slightly at this moment!

[Ding!]

[Active skill triggered!]

[Ura Charge: Morale boosted, own attack power +20%!]

[Special effect: In the next five minutes, ignore all mental fear effects! Ignore pain!]

"Kill all these beasts!"

"Kill all these beasts——!!!"

"Ura————!!!"

300,000 Red Wolf Players wearing red vests.

Carrying steel bars, bricks, and fire axes in their hands.

Stepping on the ruins.

Facing the pitch-black tank muzzles.

Transformed into an unstoppable red tide.

Like a pack of mad wolves that had been hungry for half a month, they lunged at the Japanese positions!

On the Japanese positions.

All the Japanese soldiers looked at the rolling red tide and listened to the earth-shaking war cries.

They were all stunned!

"No, that's not right!"

A Japanese adjutant grabbed his binoculars, his voice trembling violently.

"Colonel Matsushita!"

"Listen! What are they shouting?!"

"U... Ura???"

The adjutant looked terrified, his legs shaking crazily: "Isn't that the slogan for the charge of the Polar Bear Country to the north?!"

"Damn it! Could it be elite reinforcements sent by the old Russians?!"

"Slap!"

Colonel Matsushita backhanded the adjutant with a loud slap.

"Baka!"

Colonel Matsushita was furious, pointing at the front and roaring hysterically:

"Are you blind?!"

"Do your Russians have black hair and yellow skin?!"

"Those guys are clearly pure-blooded Dragon Country people!!!"