I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

"Be ready for battle."

Brown shouted. His hands were actually trembling and he could hardly hold the sword. In fact, even his voice had begun to tremble. That armor was his only reliance now.

Brown has never faced a real monster, not even an ordinary beast. No, to say the least, he has never even fought a real life-and-death struggle. In most cases, Brown leads The guy who bullies others with a group of people.

He knew that this was not a demonic tide, and those monsters might not necessarily pass through Sunset Town, but the instinctive fear still made Brown grit his teeth, fearing that if he was discouraged, his knees would relax along with his butt, and he would plummet.

At this time, Brown saw that the "players" actually took up arms one by one and came to the edge of the fields they had opened up, trying to surround the town.

There was no armor on their bodies and they were still wearing their original common clothes, but these people did not feel afraid.

Even more, what Brown saw in these people's eyes was... excitement and anticipation.

Is this a monster?

Those monsters that are far more ferocious and violent than wild beasts!

Aren't they afraid of death? ! !

Well, it seems that they are indeed not afraid of death.

Brown suddenly thought that summoned creatures like players were indeed not afraid of death. Even if their bodies died, they could quickly crawl out of the quagmire and regenerate. He even envied these people.

But Brown doesn’t want to be any of those things.

Because how can I put it, although these players look smart, they are actually stupid.

How can anyone help others cultivate land, open up wasteland, and build houses without asking for anything in return? Moreover, these players are so curious and powerful that they have no worries at all. At worst, they may die and start all over again.

And, just a little reward can be very satisfying.

Brown doesn't understand.

But it seems pretty good to have these players blocking the front?

The knights he led were also bullies and fearful of the strong. They were masters who had never seen the world. Facing the impending storm, being able to hold the sword was already the limit. If the monsters ran out of the forest, these people would probably They will immediately abandon their helmets and flee in all directions.

At this moment, Old Eggplant was standing in the field holding the sword given to him by Lu Tiao.

He had never actually fought a war, and he had never even played real-person CS. After thinking about it for a moment, Lao Eggplant felt that they couldn't just stand here in silence.

At least a little cover is needed.

So Old Eggplant chose to squat down and hide behind the field ridge.

The storm of thunder clouds roared, the whole forest swayed, the air became cold, and Old Eggplant even felt that he could breathe out white air.

Ahead, in the deep forest, something seemed to be passing through at high speed.

Old Eggplant couldn't help but clenched the sword in his hand.

This feeling is like a hobbit hiding in a tree hole and worrying that the Nazgul will find him. His heart beats wildly, fearing that the other party will suddenly stop and find him.

Fortunately, although the sounds were noisy and noisy, they quickly passed through the forest and did not seem to notice the Higurashi Town side.

Just when Lao Eggplant was listening to the sounds of wild beasts running in the forest gradually getting smaller and thinking that the monsters had left, suddenly, the entire forest fell into a strange silence.

Old Eggplant immediately held his breath subconsciously, trying to hide himself.

But it's not that simple.

Old Eggplant heard a rustling sound, as if there were a thousand insects moving on the smooth ground, and the thousands of legs were constantly interlacing.

He felt a little creepy.

Old Eggplant is half a southerner and has seen big cockroaches in the south. He also saw all kinds of strange bugs on trees when he was a child, but he still overestimated his ability to accept them.

Among the trees, a shadow spread out.

Old Eggplant saw that those materialized shadows were not strange and extraordinary phenomena, but insects.

A multipod insect as big as a football was heading in his direction.

Most of those bugs have six to ten legs, and their bodies are not big, but their heads are full of eyes. Some bugs are bloated and fat like worms, while others have wings and slender bodies, with only mouthparts like Mosquitoes are like slender steel needles.

Old Eggplant's scalp suddenly became numb, his heartbeat reached the limit, all the blood rushed straight to his head, and his eardrums buzzed, as if someone was beating wildly.

These are not bugs at all, but the worst nightmares from hell!

The moment those bugs attacked, there was a roar.

The players on the front line used shouts to relieve their inner fears. They held swords, spears, hammers, etc. in their hands to fight against the bugs with their mortal bodies.

But the next moment, the torrent spread, and the bodies of those players were extremely fragile. In just the blink of an eye, they were completely submerged by the swarm of insects.

Old Eggplant suddenly felt relaxed at this time.

Just like after being nervous for half an hour because of a class assignment that required me to speak on stage, my body was already numb but felt relieved.

He held a sword in his hand and slashed at the insects.

Old Eggplant was surprised to find that this tattered-looking long sword could easily cut open the insect's head. Countless eyeballs were cut open by the sword, and the red, yellow, and green ones exploded with slurry.

Lao Eggplant felt like he was possessed by the souls of various awesome game protagonists at this moment.

However, the next moment, a steel needle-like mouthpart penetrated his chest. Before he could even experience the pain caused by the game, the old eggplant was swamped, torn and killed by several insects.

The first line of defense formed by the players was quickly eroded away.

Those bugs passed through the fertile fields and rushed towards the direction of Higurashi Town.

The townspeople witnessed the players' sacrifices. They were frightened and panicked. They could only hold the hoes and sickles in their hands to protect themselves almost desperately.

At this time, Brown had completely fallen into a fear that transcended death. He no longer trembled because his legs were completely stiff, as if they had been poured with cement, and he could not move at all.

Seeing those swarms of insects coming, the light of hope in everyone's eyes was almost extinguished.

Brown's eyes widened with intensity that almost shattered his teeth, and he stared blankly at the bugs coming in front of him.

Behind him, the townspeople had collapsed out of fear, and wailing and crying could be heard one after another.

Brown never dreamed that he would die protecting these ordinary people in this situation.

Suddenly, Brown felt his body relaxed a lot. He raised the sword in his hand and rushed towards the swarm of insects.

Maybe people can be so relaxed when they are about to die.

he thought.

Then, Brown saw that the insect swarm in front of him suddenly exploded like a balloon.

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