"I don't think it's possible, this guy is so powerful that everyone is afraid, it's not something we can compete with, I feel like it's a bit against the sky, but I don't know why he wants to save us." Wang Xiongxin said.

Wang Zhiqiang glanced at them, but didn't say anything, he was also very puzzled in his heart, and couldn't help but shake his head and look at a bag that Han Xin threw down before, slowly opened it, his eyes lit up, and exclaimed: "Gathering Spirit Pill!" ”

The other three were shocked when they heard this, and they felt a glimmer of hope in front of them.

"Just four, my God, that Han Xin is really our savior." Wei Shaoxun became excited.

One by one, the four of them quickly ate the Gathering Spirit Pill and began to breathe.

Summoning heroes in the wild is the only means of self-preservation, and it takes at least three months for the hero to recover the ability to summon when the hero dies.

The four of them were ecstatic, and immediately entered a state of meditation and cultivation, eager to immediately restore the power of their souls.

The facts have proven everything, the mysterious master who summoned Han Xin is here to save them, their bodies are extremely weak now, and their lives will be in danger if they delay for even one more minute, if the cultists suddenly kill back with a rifle, they can really die again.

In order to restore the strength of their souls, they raced against time to absorb the energy in the Gathering Spirit Pill to recover their strength as soon as possible.

And the team of the Flame Mountain Alliance in the Sand Spring Clearing is also facing a serious problem.

With the help of the power of the Angry Soul Pill to confront the cultists, it was also very difficult to fight five or ten.

In the field battle, the full-level inscription is actually not much different from the fourth-level inscription, not to mention that the cultists win by numbers.

The Flame Mountain Alliance adopted the tactics of four guarantees and one to consume the enemy, only Luban No. 7 had output in the team, and the cultists were not fools, so they directly adopted long-range attrition tactics to continuously press down the blood of the four tanks that protected Luban No. 7.

What's even more odious is that the cultists also summoned Bian Que and Cai Wenji to restore the overall blood volume, and the Flame Mountain Alliance couldn't recover the blood volume at all by relying on one Cai Wenji, and over time, their blood volume was constantly consumed.

The first to die was Wei Jihu's Bull Demon, the Bull Demon blocked tons and tons of damage like a mountain, and Cai Wenji couldn't replenish his blood.

After Wei Jihu's hero died, Wei Jihu climbed to the end, gritting his teeth unwillingly.

Immediately afterwards, Bin Qilong's Taiyi Zhenren took the place of the Bull Demon, and even if he used the ultimate resurrection skill, he couldn't stop the cultist's merciless artillery fire and became the second victim.

The personnel were rapidly reduced, and the cultists launched a swift attack, Nezha and Monkey King led the field to lock on Luban No. 7, the only one with output ability, and all kinds of controls were thrown on Lu Ban's body.

Liu Chan and Cai Wenji used their lives to protect Luban No. 7 in Adams, and Adams was also very powerful, killing Monkey King with his extreme movement and crazy output, but more heroes poured in later.

King Lanling, Ah Ke, and Kai rushed in almost simultaneously with their ultimate, Cai Wenji and Liu Chan died one after another in the protection, and in the end, there was only one Adams who didn't have much blood left, and there were nine people who were indeed cultists to face.

"The immovable fortress can't withstand the attack of ten people." Kong Linhe, the leader of the Guards on the Sand Spring, shook his head palpitatingly.

He could feel the anger and despair of Adams at this moment, Adams had always been an unruly genius, and there was absolutely no such word for failure in his dictionary of life, but today in the face of a desperate situation, he was extremely angry, and after exhausting all his life's learning, he still could not resist the enemies who were twice as numerous as them.

This may be the unfairness of the world of the glory of kings.

You can be the king of glory in the battlefield of glory, you can be recognized as the strongest master in the city, and be regarded as a genius, and all this is done fairly in an environment called the glory enchantment, but without the protection of the glory enchantment, no matter how strong a person is in the face of more enemies than his geometric multiple, it will be powerless.

Adams controls Lu Ban's crazy output, and his magic blue amount has bottomed out until the battle, but he has no intention of giving up at all, Lu Ban's shark missiles, machine gun strafing, and frequent ordinary attacks all cause terrible damage to the enemy.

But the enemy has Bian Que and Cai Wenji, and under the double-milk lineup, no matter how strong Lu Ban's firepower is, it doesn't make any sense.

"Give it up!!" One Guards couldn't stand it anymore, nine enemies bullied a little Luban, and there was a feeling that an adult bullied a three-year-old child.

But the child was still resisting stubbornly, waving his weak arms against the nine adults.

"Give up, don't be useless struggling, Adams, you're already very good, if you want to blame it, blame this hateful guy Lord Xi, he killed us." Said another guard.

"Adams give up, you've been fighting for a long time, and if you continue to fight, the Soul Rage Pill will burn your life to the ground." Sidelmar shouted.

The cultists were obviously deliberately teasing Adams's Luban, and they didn't attack, and from time to time they gave a basic attack to make Xiao Luban lose some blood, they didn't worry about their own blood at all, Bian Que and Cai Wenji were enough to make up for the loss of blood.

Killing has made them boring, and Xiao Luban, who is stubbornly resisting in front of him, seems to have become the only fun in this killing game.

"Adams, they're obviously abusing you, stop fighting, give up." Wei Jihu roared angrily.

"I'd rather have the Soul Pill burn my life to the end than have my life taken by these evil executioners!!" The stubborn Adams was furious, and of course he understood what the enemy was trying to do.

Because he is recognized as the No. 1 summoner of Anmandala City, and he is a rare genius in a hundred years, being able to play with a genius god of war can make them mentally excited and excited, just like the pleasure of trampling a master who can only be looked up to forever under his feet.

Humiliation, unwillingness, anger, worry, irritability, madness, eagerness...... Filled in Adams's heart, he longed for himself to grow three heads and six arms, and with infinite magic, he could kill the enemy with one move, and he longed to turn into an invincible god of war now and shatter the corpses of these cult people.

But he knew that the summoners of this world would never be able to escape the rules of this world.

Maybe the appearance of the ancient god of war will be able to save these helpless people and save them from the dire situation.

Adams's eyes appeared blurry, blurred to the point of numbing combat numb shooting, he knew that his life was passing quickly, it was the sequelae of the Angry Soul Pill, it was frantically depriving him of the rest of the life field, when the last life field was deprived, his life would be squeezed dry, and his body would become a soulless shell.