"Teacher!" The player blurted out his real-life profession for some unknown reason.

"And you?"

The old man pointed at another person and asked.

"student!"

"And you?"

"Accounting!"

…

The veteran smiled and shook his head, then turned to look ahead and roared:

"Old friends, tell the younger generation what our profession is!"

"Roar! Warrior!" There were only a hundred people left, but they gathered an indomitable fighting spirit that could surpass a million lions.

This was their answer and the reason why they did not let these juniors participate in the war.

Looking at the countless lights and shadows that gathered in front of them again, the faces of these ancient human warriors showed expressions of excitement.

A "war spear" condensed in their hands, waiting for the moment the enemy approached.

At this moment, they will be the strongest shield for the players behind them, forming a line of defense with their lives.

"Old friends, remember this moment, he will accompany you on your last journey until the end!" The old man with a broken body said, taking a step forward and leading all the human warriors to rise into the sky and face the starry sky.

"The human race is immortal!" An angry roar shouted from the old man's mouth, and more than a hundred people immediately shouted in unison.

At this time, a horn slipped from the air and fell in front of the barrier.

After analysis, the player discovered that the old man's name was "Zhu Shan".

Ren Zu, Zhu Shan!
Chapter completed!