Saving the World in an Apocalypse-Style Text Game

"You can feel that the Fallen Monsters’ formidable army, terrifying to mortals, is now as weak to you as ants."

"Even the Earth Dragon Knight, who leads countless monsters, hasn’t even touched the Demigod Realm, and in your eyes, he’s just a slightly stronger ant."

"If you wish, you can ignite the pale flames, sweeping across the entire legion of the Fallen, turning countless monsters into ash and dust."

"Faced with the approaching army of the Fallen Ones from afar, what should you do?"

Lin Xun’s eyes flashed with dense characters.

He chose not to use brute force to annihilate the monster army directly, but instead, he inhabited the shell of an Earth Giant.

Previously, because the shell slot was limited, after acquiring a powerful Mage, he discarded the Yellow Bishop’s shell, but Lin Xun had not been willing to discard the Earth Giant’s shell.

Although the Earth Giant’s tier was only ’Epic+ Level’, now with the addition of The Leader’s Face, its shell level had reached a terrifying level over 500.

Such a terrifying level was enough to bridge the difference in shell tier.

"You inhabit the ’Fallen Earth Giant’!"

"Bathed in crimson dawn, the distorted power of the Fallen brings pleasure to your body and soul, filling you with immense strength."