Gazing across everyone's cheeks, there is no need to look at their fates. Just from the gray luster of their fate threads, it is not difficult to imagine the outcome of this battle.

Xu Tong was silent for a while, took out Shensha and gave each player a bowl of strong wine. He picked up the wine cup and faced the eyes of the pair of eyes looking at him. Xu Tong only had four words: "Fuck you!

"

After saying that, he drank the strong wine in his hand.

"Bang!" The wine cup in his hand was smashed to pieces.

Everyone was startled, and then their spirits were shaken: "Fuck him!!"

Yes, what else is there to say? Facing the gods and the God of Death, players as tools, in this final battle, the only four words they can say are a greeting to their mother.

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The strong alcohol in their throats was like a ball of gasoline splashed on the fire in their hearts. They raised the wine cup in their hands high and threw it to the ground.

Xu Tong called out Mo Ran and pointed the long sword in his hand at the blood stain on the cloud above his head: "Let's go!!"
Chapter completed!