Inke's beak pointed in a direction.
The battlefield was huge, and the most eye-catching area was near Jiuyou - a blue barrier, like a small island standing still in the black waves.
When Noel looked over, he was stunned.
The old god, surrounded by the crowd, sat under the protection of the blue barrier. His eyes were closed, as if his consciousness was traveling in the distance. The Eye of the Old Days was held in his left hand as a collector of faith, the Sword of Alman was held in his right hand, and the white tentacles were like wings, stacked up behind him.
He resurrected individual figures one by one, and they rushed to the battlefield.
——This reminded Noel of the statues in the church, which looked the same.
With a scale in one hand, he represents fairness. With a sword in the other, he represents justice. With snow-white wings on his body, he protects the world.
"No wonder... the order from the battlefield comes so timely." Noel murmured.
Those who were resurrected by Su Mingan would have a vague connection with him. The resurrected were scattered all over the huge battlefield, like independent AIs, and Su Mingan was like the Dawn system in the center, contacting and controlling the actions of these people.
Even if someone dies, the information is still stored in Su Mingan's brain, and he can be resurrected a second or third time.
These resurrected people have died once, some of them will cherish life more, some will no longer cherish life. But soon, new resurrected people are born. In the next round, Su Mingan will tend to resurrect those who cherish life.
He sat on the altar, planning and strategizing.
His eyes were closed, but he was able to see the whole situation, like a god.
The crisis in every corner could be transmitted to him immediately, and the military advisors around him would analyze and feed back the information. It was as if the battlefield was a completely clear chessboard in his eyes.
Every time a person is resurrected, his face becomes paler and his brain is overloaded with information. The pain is indescribable.
Every resurrected person who provides just the right support will save dozens of lives that would otherwise die.
He tried to pile all the "many lives piled up" in the war on himself alone.
...It was as if he was consuming his own life to replace those lives that should have died.
"...Inke, look." Noel murmured.
Noel looked at the motionless blue barrier. Resurrected people kept walking out from Su Mingan and rushing in all directions.
"He is constantly resurrecting new soldiers. He now looks..." Noel said, "really a bit like the 'Zerg Queen'."
Hearing the jokes on the forum of this world, Yin Ke wanted to laugh out of respect. Many people had hoped that Su Mingan would become the Zerg Queen in the tenth world, and now it really seems like that. After all, the mission of the Zerg Queen is to continuously produce new soldiers, which is very suitable for the current scenario.
"quack--"
But when it laughed, it was seen that there was no smile on Noel's face.
...only coldness.
Yin Ke also stopped smiling and fell silent.
"...How is this possible? Keep going." There was no trace of smile in Noel's azure eyes: "Even if the Zerg Queen produces new soldiers, there is a price... Where is Su Mingan?"
So he felt that Su Mingan was like a statue of god.
Su Mingan's face was almost as pale as the marble statue.
People didn't notice his expression because they believed in God. How could God be as tired as humans? Since God doesn't rest, he doesn't get tired.
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[Break through the twelve defense lines on the western front, Exp+3000!]
[Kill the deputy general of the three legions of the gods, Exp+3000!]
[Front line advances 1km, Exp+2000!]
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“Ding Dong!”
[You have been promoted to (Level 5, Level 3) player. ]
[Your camp contribution value has ranked first. ]
[Your battlefield contribution value has ranked first. ]
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Su Mingan raised his head.
The battlefield is the place where experience points increase the fastest. Since the war began, his experience points have skyrocketed like a rocket.
If the contribution value to the camp is high, it can be exchanged for rewards, which should be able to exchange for a weapon that is as powerful as the floating gun. He prefers the defensive type, and the barrier of the mechanical wheelchair is still not enough.
"...Su Mingan." Chao Yan's voice came to my ears.
Su Mingan turned around and saw a black-haired girl riding a motorcycle towards him.
"Take a break, someone has brought you some strawberry cake." Chao Yan held a plate in her hand.
Su Mingan took a look and then looked away.
Noel's crow was too big to be close to such a core area, so he could only ask Chaoyan to deliver it, but he didn't have time to eat the cake.
"Has Noel gone back?" Su Mingan asked.
"Well, he went back to the Witch Era. Because in the Witch Era, a Kenite Emperor appeared. The Kenite Emperor launched a war in an attempt to unify the country. He also wanted to unify the writing system and develop industry. Such an act of overstepping the power of God aroused the anger of the church." Chao Yan said calmly: "As the son of God, Nor can't leave for too long. Maybe he went back to suppress the Kenite Emperor."
Su Mingan was a little surprised that Noel was actually the Son of God in the Witch Era. The gods were really bold and were not afraid of being blamed.
"The Witch Era has developed to this point. I really don't have time to play." Su Mingan said.
With BlackBerry's ability, it doesn't matter even if the Supreme Magician's support is missing, Noel will know what to do.
He saw a lot of new burns on Chao Yan's arms:
"…You burned yourself again?"
"If you have the ability, you can't not do it. I saved dozens of people on the way." Chao Yan's eyes were calm: "The tentacle monsters between [Witch Era←→Reality] are still alive. Each time, it depends on me and Noel to temporarily extract the souls of the tentacle monsters, so that Noel can complete the smuggling."
Su Mingan sometimes thought that if he were a woman, perhaps the person he possessed in the tenth world would be Chao Yan.
Whether it's her calmness, perseverance, composure, her mentality of not giving up in the countless times the world is reset, and her sense of responsibility of "I can do it, so I have to stop the world from resetting", they are all very similar.
"Sometimes when I see you, I think of myself." Chao Yan held his chin with one hand: "Including what you are thinking now, I can see it. You are thinking... because you can save more people, you have to squeeze yourself a little more, because the price is only yourself, right?"
Su Mingan closed his eyes slightly.
There was no expression on his pale face.
"In the two minutes I was talking," Su Mingan said softly, "102 people died."
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