Zhou Can was startled when he saw dozens of king-conferring powerhouses suddenly appearing.
This is the conspiracy of endless races!
Using rock giants to cover the king and powerhouse is preparing for a surprise attack.
But Zhou Can didn't take it too seriously, being crowned king is not a Hall of Fame after all.
As members of the Hall of Fame, they all have their own absolute pride. Although dozens of kings are difficult to deal with, Zhou Can is still very confident that he will not lose. Because the Hall of Fame is under siege, the nearby Hall of Fame members will definitely come to support .
As long as he persists for a while, he can still win.
So when dozens of demon kings appeared, Zhou Can still laughed with his sword: "It's really painstaking to come up with such a trick, but I still want to say that you are stupid because you chose the wrong ambush target and dare to To attack the Hall of Fame, I really don’t know how many heads you have grown?”
These demon kings didn't talk nonsense with Zhou Can at all, and after the formation of a siege, they immediately swarmed up!
The few hell demons in front, wielding steel forks and war hammers, met them head-on.
The latter group of demons used countless long-range attacks.
Mental shock!
Deadly hidden weapon!
venom!
The successive strikes were so dense that there was no space to avoid them, forming a net of heaven and earth.
As soon as Zhou Can's sword shook away a demon with a long stick, he was bombarded head-on by a demon with a double hammer.
The power of these demons is stronger than that of the ground races. In addition, these demons obviously cooperated very tacitly, so Zhou Can made a move when his old power dissipated and his new power was not born.
Boom~~~!
Zhou Can's long sword let out a mournful cry, and one of the seven swords was blasted back into Zhou Can's body.
"Leave it to me!"
The three melee demons attacked at the same time, pinning Zhou Can down tightly, and at this time the long-range attack also arrived.
At this time, Zhou Can couldn't help but feel like a dead soul.
First of all, he overestimated his own strength. Most of the members of the Hall of Fame were also promoted from the strong kings. Many strong kings are not Hall of Fame, but they have the strength of quasi-Hall of Fame.
Among these demon warriors, nearly half have the strength of quasi-Hall of Fame.
This is not an ordinary ambush team, this team is obviously specially prepared to ambush the Hall of Fame.
It wouldn't matter if Zhou Can was a member of the top ten in the Hall of Fame, but he was ranked seventy-two, and he couldn't stand the ambushes of so many opponents who were not much weaker than him.
If you overestimate yourself and underestimate your enemy, you will pay a heavy price!
After blocking several attacks in a row, two fists were no match for four hands, and a mental shock first broke through his sea of spiritual consciousness!
There was a violent dizziness in the head, then the body went limp, and then the neck shone.
A saber flashed across his neck, and Zhou Can's head flew into the air!
Afterwards, blows from all directions followed one after another, immediately blasting his body until there was not even a scum left!
Only the sacred stone he collected and his own sacred stone were flying in the air, causing the demons to scramble for the title of king.
But at this time, there were no ground races around, and all the trophies fell into the opponent's hands.
A member of the hall of fame who fell into the endless race ambush circle and fell on the spot!
And it was not at the hands of Hall of Fame opponents, but at the hands of some unknown people, which is sad and lamentable.
Following Zhou Can's death, a scrolling screen passed by in the dimensional universe.
Every country, city, and everyone on any forum can clearly see this news.
"Zhou Can, a member of the ground race hall of fame, the eighth war zone, ranked 272nd, died in the battle of Tianjiehe, and died at the hands of the endless race XXX."
The message scrolled three times repeatedly, making the entire universe quiet for a few seconds.
There are Hall of Famers fighting to the death!
Before the war, people kept speculating which side would have the first Hall of Fame to fall, but no one thought it would come so soon, and they all thought that the Hall of Fame might die after the war went on for a while.
But within ten minutes of the battle, the Hall of Fame died!
Moreover, he died at the hands of someone who didn't know who it was, and the entire universe was in an uproar for a while.
"Damn it! What's going on? When did the Hall of Fame become so good?"
"It's just trash. It was killed by an unknown person. What kind of Hall of Fame is this?"
"If the Hall of Fame is at this level, then I think this battle can be over, and it would be better to surrender early."
"It's over, it's over! Who is the commander of the eighth theater? How did he command it?"
Compared with the annoyed scolding of the ground race, the endless race cheered.
"Beautiful job! This demon buddy is too awesome!"
"Hahaha! I don't think it will take long for this situation to continue, and our army will be as powerful as a bamboo shoot!"
"Long live the Great Emperor! Long live the endless race!"
"Lin Zhen, your subordinate is dead, and it will be your turn next, get out of here and die!"
"Lin Zhen has become a coward. It doesn't matter if he doesn't come out. Let's kill all the waste in the eighth war zone first, and see if he can continue to be a poor commander!"
Facing the crazy clamor of the endless races, the people of the ground races are also fighting back with all their strength, but they lack confidence after all.
They can only hope that the next Hall of Famer to die in battle is of the endless race so they can save some face.
This kind of emotion is not only shared by them, but also by those who fight on the battlefield.
It is a disgrace that the Hall of Fame is killed. There are only 600 Hall of Famers in total on both sides. This kind of scrolling can only appear 600 times at most. Everyone hopes that the other party will die more.
But in the first wave of attacks, the Endless Race was not in the Hall of Fame at all, which made it impossible for them to take revenge.
With Zhou Can's death in battle, the situation on the battlefield changed.
A sniper squad composed of demon, ghost, and demon kings and strongmen haunts every corner of the battlefield.
These squads were carefully selected by the Endless race, and each squad consisted of fifty kings, who mingled in the team under the cover of the same race.
Whenever they saw a golden flag flying in that place, these teams would advance quietly.
In the team, there will be many quasi-Hall of Fame powerhouses. These people can fight against the lower-ranked Hall of Famers for a while. With the tacit cooperation of everyone, basically the lower-ranked Hall of Fame has no counterattack Chance.
And now there are more people in the Hall of Fame. Those who rank in the top 100 are actually some old demigods. They can't reach the perfection state, and they may not be much better than the previous Hall of Fame.
So such an ambush is a sure thing.
After Zhou Can, the words on the second scrolling screen appeared again.
"Member of the ground race hall of fame, the eighth war zone, ranked 280th Lando, died in the battle of Tianjiehe, and died at the hands of the endless race XXX."
"Member of the ground race hall of fame, the eighth war zone, Li Xinghe, who ranked 291st, died in the battle of Tianjiehe, and died at the hands of the endless race XXX."
"Ground Race Hall of Famer, War Zone 4..."
One after another, the news continued to appear, hitting the fragile nerves of the people on the ground again and again.
In less than half an hour since the battle started, nine Hall of Famers have already died in battle!
Five of them were from the Eighth War Zone where Lin Zhen was located.
Because Lin Zhen mobilized the most halls of fame, under Augustine's help, ten halls of fame were mobilized, but in such a short period of time, half of them were killed!
Such a blow is simply unacceptable to the people of the ground race.
If the fight continues like this, it won't be long before the races on the ground will be wiped out.
"What are you doing! They are all dead people on our side. Are we worse than the endless race? Then how did the endless race be driven to the depths of the endless star sea? Or are people now all idiots?"
"Pay attention, this is not the end yet. Those hall of famers have penetrated into the core of the battlefield, and they have all become the targets of the opponent's hunt. I am afraid that these people will not come back."
"Let others calculate, is there no countermeasure at all?"
"Lin Zhen... I'm a little disappointed in him."
"Rescue those hall of famers, we can't waste these masters fighting the opponent's cannon fodder!"
On the battlefield, on the side of the eighth theater, the five hall of famers are still surrounded by each other.
From Lin Zhen's point of view, he could clearly see several sniper teams moving towards them, while some endless race fighters around them were completely desperate and held them back tightly.
If these five halls of fame are lost again, Lin Zhen's high-end combat power will be removed by one-third.
Although the rumors are not good for Lin Zhen at this moment, Lin Zhen is not in a hurry.
Because now someone is more anxious than him.
This man is Augustine.
Augustine said anxiously: "Lin Zhen, you are the commander of the war zone. You can't just ignore this situation. If these people are lost, then our eighth war zone will be in danger."
Lin Zhen glanced at Augustine, and the coldness in his eyes made Augustine feel a little creepy.
"You... what do you mean?"
Lin Zhen snorted coldly: "Augustine, you insisted on letting them go, and then let me take the blame. Now that something happened, you thought of asking me to rescue them. Do you think I, Lin Zhen, have been taken advantage of?"
"Then... what do you want then?"
Lin Zhenyi turned around, with his nostrils facing the sky: "If you don't go, whoever wants to go will go!"
Anyway, these people have a good relationship with Augustine, and they don't accept Lin Zhen, so Lin Zhen doesn't bother to care about their lives.
Augustine didn't expect Lin Zhen to be so decisive, and suddenly felt a little dizzy.
With the support of these people, he can fight against Lin Zhen, and these people must not lose.
But the situation is critical now, and Augustine can't guarantee that the Endless Race will have any backup. If he is asked to save people by himself, it is very likely that he will die. He is absolutely unwilling.
"Boss Lin, I admit it. If you have any conditions, I will definitely fulfill them!"
In desperation, Augustine bowed his head in front of Lin Zhen for the first time.