"Miracles? What kind of miracles can there be in the game?"

"All the data in the game are dead. How can they create miracles? Do miracles happen so easily?

Some people in the forum expressed their doubts.

Not everyone had participated in the defense of the human race.

Many players chose to quit the game when they felt that the situation had collapsed.

There were also some players who did not have the time to participate because they did not have the time.

When they entered the game again, they could no longer understand it.

They had not played for a few days and already felt excluded from the entire world. Of course, everyone felt unbalanced.

It was inevitable for them to be a little weird when they spoke in the forum.

"Do you know what a miracle is?"

"You know it's impossible, but you succeeded in the end. That's what a miracle is."

"Have you ever faced despair? Do you know what it's like when God chooses to retreat and the entire human race is abandoned by God?"

"The current highest level of a player is only level 20. They haven't even completed the second Class Change, and the enemy is at least level 60. Do you know what that means?"

"The girls who are a little over level 10 are all wearing heavy armor and rushing to the frontlines, risking being cut in half or torn apart alive by monsters just to give their teammates a buff. Have you ever experienced it?"

"Do you know how many players have been killed overnight and turned into empty accounts, leaving only a pair of underwear on their bodies?"

"Have you ever seen a monster corpse used as a temporary weapon? Did you know that even if players died more than a dozen times, they still rush into the enemy camp just to get information?"

"You haven't. You haven't seen anything. You don't know anything."

"You only know the data. The humans are finished."

"The plan has gone overboard. The game has crashed. It has fallen into chaos."

"You guys just logged out of the game casually and even found the next game!"

"Entering the game at this time, you realize that everything is different. There are many topics that you can't get into. You don't feel satisfied, right?"

"Serves you right. You don't have to like this game, but please don't slander it, because there is faith here."

The player in the forum was obviously one of those who had experienced it themselves. They were very emotional.

He did not tell the people what had happened, but from the bits and pieces of words between the lines, the people could roughly guess what had happened.

"Looks like my sister has done a very impressive thing in the game!"

"I'm behind the times. I didn't even know about such a big thing."

In front of the screen, a woman who saw the post smiled.

The one at home had already fallen into a crazy state. She had been jumping around in her pajamas in the living room for a whole day and had yet to vent her emotions.

Ever since she was young, he had always treated her as a child.

In her life, other than games, she only celebrities. There was no formality at all.

Not to mention her studies. When she returned home, she did not even look at them.

Ever since he found out that she was in the circle, an invisible barrier had formed between the two of them.

The hatred towards the circle was instinctive.

He had always thought that only idiots would mingle in the circle that was filled with vulgarity and fraud. He had not expected that they would be able to do such a big thing.

At the moment, the whole internet was talking like crazy.

Most of them were asking what had happened.

From everyone's replies, one name was frequently mentioned.

Walter.

A man who fought against the gods with a mortal body.

In the past, when people mentioned a certain celebrity, they always had all kinds of intimate prefixes, such as white moonlight, cinnabar mole, and so on.

There would always be some very mushy words where they forced it on everyone.

This kind of celebrity often did not have any outstanding works and the reason why they were spread around by some young and innocent children.

Rational people would be very disgusted when they saw this kind of brainless bragging.

There were some who had a bad temper, and they would even hurl hurtful words at each other.

The children who were scolded would feel wronged and have no idea what they had done wrong.

This was the reason why the circle was not liked by everyone.

However, things had changed at this moment.

Although Walter had been mentioned many times, when people mentioned him, they would at most say that he was that man.

They would not do anything to benefit others.

It was as if the things related to that man were their own little secrets or precious memories, and they did not want to share them with others.

When they were asked, only did they have no choice but to explain what had happened.

People would also try to describe the war in as short a manner as possible, without any flowery rhetoric.

When God retreated, that man stepped forward.

He cut off the evil God's arm with one sword and forced the evil God back with another.

Everyone won, and all the sacrifices were worth it.

Many details were hidden, such as which God had retreated, and why?

Who was the evil God, and what was the reason for the war?

None of this was important to the players. They had participated in the war either out of honor, or because of their friends, or even because of a moment of passion.

After a cruel baptism, the war ended and they won.

For these players, it was a spiritual transformation.

The players of the Ladies Union were unusually quiet.

They did not collect Walter's reports, select them, cut them together, and spread them around like usual.

Even after seeing some exaggerated and untrue descriptions, they would come forward and explain things to everyone as participants.

They would no longer exaggerate and go crazy.

Walter had taught them many things during the war.

Although they did not fully understand it yet, everyone could see the changes that the girls had made.

Even the name of the Ladies Union gained more recognition.

It was indeed becoming more and more ladylike.

Only when they returned to their own rooms and closed the door would the girls return to their original nature.

"Too cool!"

"His Highness is really too cool!"

"His Highness saw me and even touched my head."

"He touched your head? That's so sweet!"

The girl hugged the pillow and jumped around excitedly. When she thought of that moment, she buried her head in her blanket and leaving only her two small feet dangling outside.

This strange state only slowly eased after a week.

Some male players could not help but brag and show off their bravery to the people around them.

They bragged about how desperate the situation was at that time, and how they had turned the tide under the guidance of Prince Walter.

Those who did not participate in this war and did not usually mingle in the gaming circle finally understood what had happened.

It turned out that the so-called miracles were created by people using their lives and blood bit by bit.

Without the efforts of anyone, this battle would not have been won.

Walter was the main character, but he was also not the main character.

It did not matter how powerful Walter was. What was important was that he had taught people the faith and spirit to never give up.