In the net café of that small town, the boss of that café was considered their god. He was their most famous expert, despite his bad eye.
He was no different from a god. A true god.
Even in their dreams, they could not imagine that in such a battlefield, Qiangsen would lose.
That Wargod No. 1 stood quietly in the darkness. It was no different from the scariest demon that ever existed.
"Teacher… How could this be?"
Ah Luo was completely shocked. How could there be anyone in this world who could use a Wargod No. 1 to beat him? Furthermore, it was in this dark terrain.
Qiangsen removed the game headset slowly, and his eyes slowly opened. Looking at this foreign world, his eyes blazed with a slight wisp of passion.
His mouth gradually turned into a wry smile. Sometimes, defeat was a form of fortune.
Watching the flaming carcass of the Dark Hunter, the Wargod No. 1 gave a salute with his remaining arm.
