Medical Sovereign

The impassioned sound of the piano reached its peak at this moment, making everyone's hearts beat wildly, as if they were about to jump out of their chests at any time, making people's blood rush.

Boom!

As Ding Ning's slender fingers struck, an accent note fell, and the picture reappeared in everyone's minds.

I saw a strong man from the invading army wearing a golden battle armor and holding a halberd bursting in like lightning. Before he arrived, the terrifying halberd light seemed to pierce the sky, carrying a destructive force. The power stabbed the colorful God of War brazenly.

"ah!"

Everyone felt their livers and gallbladders were splitting. They were so frightened that they couldn't help but close their eyes and scream. It was like watching a 3D movie, feeling that the halberd was stabbing them.

It wasn't until the colorful God of War slashed down with his sword without delay, blocking the halberd, that everyone came back to their senses. Their faces were full of shock, and they felt their backs were sticky, and they were shocked to realize that their backs were soaked in cold sweat.

But they didn't care about anything else at all, and continued to watch with concentration, because they discovered that the colorful God of War, who had always been invincible in their hearts, was forced to take more than ten steps back before he could neutralize the terrifying power of the halberd.

This filled their hearts with worry. The Colorful God of War was humanity's last hope. If even he failed, humanity would be doomed.

The next scene shocked their hearts and filled them with despair. Behind the golden-armored warrior, there were hundreds of silver-armored warriors whose aura was even more terrifying than the previous strong men.

These silver-armored warriors did not accompany the golden-armored warriors to besiege the colorful war god. Instead, they forcibly blocked the connection between the colorful war god and the wolf cavalry and launched an attack on the wolf cavalry.

In an instant, the situation was reversed. The golden-armored warriors entangled the colorful gods of war. Although the wolf cavalry was brave, their personal strength was no match for those golden-armored warriors. Soon the formation was disrupted, and a large number of wolf cavalry began to appear. casualties.

The colorful war god was also forced back by the superb halberd of the golden armored warrior. He could only parry but had no power to fight back.

The room fell into a deathly silence. Everyone had heavy expressions and felt heavy in their hearts. The defeat of mankind seemed to have become a foregone conclusion and no one could change it.

Although everyone knew that this was not true and was just an illusion caused by a song that attracted all their hearts, such a miserable ending was still a bit unbearable for them.

After all, the feeling was so lifelike that it made them feel as if they were there in person.

Boom, boom, boom!

Three heavy notes fell, and the aura of iron-blooded killing sprang up on the piano, making everyone instantly red-eyed. They couldn't bear to look at it anymore, but they couldn't help but want to look at it.

I saw a wolf rider let out a fearless roar and rushed towards a silver-armored warrior like a moth to a flame. However, the silver-armored warrior smashed his shoulder blade with a punch, and his arms hung limply.

But the wolf rider had a ferocious smile on his face, as if he didn't feel pain, and he hugged the silver-armored general like an eight-legged spider, letting him beat him desperately, with blood constantly spilling from his mouth, but he didn't let go until he died. .

The wolf knights seized the opportunity created by their comrades, and rushed forward one after another like a stack of arhats, grabbing with their hands and biting with their teeth. It took the lives of hundreds of wolf knights to forcefully kill the silver-armored general. Torn to pieces.

This scene is just a condensed corner of the battlefield. The same tragic scene is happening in hundreds of battle circles.

Occupying an absolute disadvantage, the Wolf Riders used their unflinching determination and life to grind the unmatched and terrifying silver-armored warrior to death.

The price was too heavy to witness. Only less than a thousand of the tens of thousands of wolf riders survived, and all of the survivors were injured and could only stand firm by supporting each other.

This tragic and tragic scene made everyone feel as if they were devastated

It felt like it was blocked by a huge boulder, and my nose felt sore, and I burst into tears.

But the war is not over yet. Whether the colorful war god can defeat the golden armored warrior is the key to the outcome of this war.

ah!

Under the terrifying attack of the golden-armored warrior, the colorful God of War was beaten until his mouth was red and his clothes were stained with blood. He was retreating steadily. Perhaps he was aware that his brothers had suffered heavy casualties, which made him grief-stricken and let out a cry like a wounded beast. Howl.

The next moment, the armor of the colorful God of War shattered into pieces, suddenly turning into a five-color long knife, revealing a tall and thin figure, but the mask on his face was still there, and his appearance was still unclear.

Diba's face suddenly became weird, and she subconsciously looked at Ding Ning, who was still playing the piano. Maybe others couldn't see anything, but how could she not see that the figure and back of the colorful God of War were exactly the same as Ding Ning's? .

This guy, even if he makes a song, he can still use himself as the prototype. He is so narcissistic that he really thinks you are the god of war.

Diba cursed secretly in her heart, but because of this, she became even more worried about the fictional colorful god of war, and her heart clenched tightly, as if that was not a fictional character, but Ding Ning.

Perhaps the five-color sword possesses magical power, or perhaps the deaths of his brothers inspired his potential.

The colorful God of War went crazy, and his combat power increased greatly. He quickly recovered the decline and gradually gained the upper hand, forcing the Golden Armored God of War to retreat step by step.

But the price was also extremely heavy. His snow-white plain clothes were all stained red with blood, and his whole body was covered in bruises, which made people feel painful just looking at him.

Even though he knew it was a lie, Diba still burst into tears and felt extremely distressed, as if the injured person was really Ding Ning.

puff!

The five-color war god exchanged his wounds for his life, allowing the golden-armored warrior to pierce his shoulder with his halberd. The five-color long sword appeared like a ghost, cutting into two parts, cutting the golden-armored warrior into two halves.

Victory!

Although the Colorful God of War was bleeding profusely and could not stand firm even in the battle, he finally won the victory, which made everyone's hearts settle down, showing smiles of relief, and some people cheered happily.

But it turned out that they were happy too early. Just when the colorful war god staggered under his feet and was about to join the wolf riders, among the disintegrating army of invaders, an aura that was no weaker than that of the golden-armored warrior suddenly rose up. .

Seeing another golden-armored warrior rising into the sky, everyone's smiles instantly froze on their faces, replaced by deep despair.

The colorful God of War in his heyday had to trade his injuries for his life to kill the golden-armored warrior. Now that another golden-armored warrior appears, who else can stop him?

At this moment, the colorful God of War had to rely on his long knife to stand on the ground. He quietly stared at the golden figure running quickly, with a look of determination in his eyes.

Just when everyone was completely in despair, the Colorful God of War suddenly straightened his back and faced him with a long sword, blood spilling all over the ground.

The next moment, everyone's minds were occupied by a multicolored sword light that covered the sky and the sun.

This sword fell from the sky, splitting the heaven and earth, and chopped down the sky.

The ears were vaguely echoing with the heart-rending cries of the surviving wolf riders kneeling on the ground, and the close-up of the horrified face of the golden-armored warrior made the scene freeze.

The exciting music suddenly soothed and became cheerful, and the scene turned to show people rebuilding their homes and living and working in peace and contentment.

In the end what happened? Is the golden-armored warrior dead? Were the invaders driven away? Also, what about the colorful God of War? Alive or dead?

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, their hearts full of doubts, their hearts itching like a cat's scratching, and full of a sense of unfinished business.

The melodious sound of the piano drifted, and the scene changed again. Under the setting sun, a figure with a limp leg and a stooped body appeared, carrying a big bag on his back.

It was not a colorful war god, but a wolf rider, which made everyone once again stare at the picture in their minds, wanting to know what the ending would be.

If Ding Ning dares to eunuch the ending, they guarantee that they will attack him in groups and tear him into pieces.

Diba's heart suddenly rose to his throat. This piano piece has been extremely successful so far and can definitely be regarded as a masterpiece.

But whether it is a comedy or a tragedy, if there is no perfect ending, it will become the biggest failure.

Just like writing, no matter how good the beginning is and how exciting the storyline is, if there is no good ending, it will become a failed work and unacceptable.

The wolf rider was wearing shabby clothes, limping alone, and his desolate back made people feel uncomfortable.

The once high-spirited and iron-blooded veteran who dominated the battlefield is now so depressed. Has humanity still failed in the final battle?

The sound of the piano was low, and the scene turned. A giant wolf ran over happily, rubbing its shaggy head affectionately against the veteran's legs. It knelt on the ground with its two front legs, as if asking him to ride on it.

The veteran patted its head lovingly, but shook his head and continued to limp forward instead of riding on it.

Julang whimpered twice in grievance, and followed behind the veteran like a child, leaving everyone behind, one person and one wolf.

Everyone was immersed in the unspeakable artistic conception of that animal, and their hearts were filled with curiosity and doubts. What was the reason that made the veteran unwilling to ride the giant wolf again even if his legs and feet were inconvenient?

With the deep sound of the piano, as if a long shot was taken, the backs of one person and one wolf kept moving forward under the sunset. They looked so lonely and lonely, but at the same time they gave people an inexplicable sense of coordination.

Diba breathed out slowly, with a look of relief on his face. It was good to end like this. Although it was a pity that the ending was not revealed, it is this kind of ending that is full of imagination that touches people's hearts the most.

But it turns out that Ding Ning is a good author who is very responsible to the audience, and will never end up becoming a eunuch. The sound of the piano continues, and the story seems not to be over yet.

This made Diba's heart hang up again, and he was secretly worried that it would be embarrassing if it didn't end when it should end, and don't add superfluous things at the end. It would be a shame for a classic song to eventually become a failed work.

The veteran suddenly slowed down, and even his weather-beaten face became solemn. His cautious look was like a pilgrim, which lifted everyone's spirits. They secretly wondered if the colorful God of War was about to appear?

The scene suddenly changed into a long shot again, stretching the path in front of the veteran very, very long.

At the end of the road, a group of people were waiting for him. Without exception, they were all disabled people with missing arms and legs. If not for each of them being followed by a giant wolf, no one would have recognized them as the same people they used to be. The blood-stained wolf rider on the battlefield.

The veteran took a deep breath and patted the head of the giant wolf next to him. The giant wolf leaned down obediently, and after he rode up, it let out a howl of joy and quickly ran towards the front of the road.

When the group of veterans who were waiting for him saw this, they all climbed onto the back of the giant wolf beside them. No one spoke, but they all straightened their bodies in unison.

At this moment, their demeanor changed drastically. They were no longer down-and-out men like scavengers. The invincible Wolf Riders who had fought bloody battles on the battlefield were back again.