I can see the blood bar, my purity is very high

"Invincible. Tyrannosaurus God of War!"

The Sword King stared at the already dark screen, murmuring this familiar yet distant name, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

His throat rolled up and down, and his clenched fingers were completely stiff without even realizing it.

Long-ago memories are coming back to life.

He suddenly remembered this unique, fun-filled name, and the man who was like a demon.

"Fifth brother."

The Sword King muttered to himself vaguely.

"I remembered it. I remembered it all."

"Ha, it turns out it's you"

This egregious gaffe drew the swift attention of other lawmakers.

"Do you know him?" a voice asked urgently, "Damn it, who is this person's background? What's going on with this dragon!"

He was the last congressman to join, and he was also the guy who made the rude remarks earlier.

For him, his position is the most unstable and may be replaced by a stronger person at any time.

So, he was panicked.

His face now completely lost the previous disdain and condescension, and even the sinister look in his eyes had disappeared a lot.

Instead, there was only panic and horror.

The appearance of a real dragon in a magical land is really quite a psychological challenge!

This is simply impossible!

A creature like a true dragon, which needs to swallow a lot of spiritual energy in every move, should be struggling in this place. How could it have the terrifying power to destroy an entire hybrid mechanized army with one blow!

The Sword King did not respond to his intention, his eyes showed nostalgia and recollection of the past, and the corners of his mouth were strangely raised, outlining a smile.

"The Invincible Tyrannosaurus God of War, the man who laughed heroically while reciting the Analects of Confucius, wielded a pair of iron fists to kill among the monsters, and the reckless man who single-handedly killed the monsters' base camp. How could I really forget it?"

"Those were really good days."

That was his memory not long after he became a transcendent, and it was a past that he could no longer go back to.

Hundreds of years have almost wiped out this memory of his, leaving only the sealed beauty deep in his soul, the figure who in despair once looked forward to reappearing to save him.

"It's a pity that although we are destined to meet again, we have missed each other for hundreds of years. If it were you, then everything would make sense. Just like before, nothing can stop you."

The Sword King leaned back, staring at the sky in a daze, smiling strangely.

"Fuck you, Goddess of Fate, you are such a little bitch."

"King of Swordsmen, why is this happening?"

Zulong, who was wearing a black imperial robe, had a calm expression on his face, and his sharp eyes were looking straight at him.

"If you have a history with that person, it's okay to say so. With this person's amazing talent, I can negotiate with the gods to prevent him from reincarnation, grant him special privileges, and grant him a special position."

Hearing this, the Sword King suddenly burst into laughter and shook his head while laughing: "It's meaningless. He won't accept anything here. The only thing he can do is to rush over with a grin and punch him to death." Your head has a good name - martial virtue is also virtue, and physics is also principle. He convinces people with virtue and reason. "

"I allow him immortality and grant him privileges, why not?" Zulong was not angry, but asked in a deep voice, "You people from outside the country are trapped here, and all the great power you once had has dissipated. Is it possible that there are other people to rely on? ?”

The God of Swords spread out his hands: "I don't know, maybe there is, who knows? When I met him, I was just a D+ level player who prayed to Buddha and gods to succeed in advancement. At that time, he was just a It’s just a newbie who officially joins the dungeon for the first time.”

"Or... it's possible that he actually doesn't have anything special to rely on at all, but that he is simply very strong, so strong that he can easily defeat everyone here, so he decided to have a showdown with us and stop playing."

Better than all of us?

Zu Long frowned slightly.

These words are too ridiculous.

Even if he does bring in some "extraordinary" power that is unique to outsiders, so what?

He is just a mere human being. Even if he can truly transform into a creature like a dragon, he is only a body of flesh and blood.

How can An survive under the bombardment of sufficient saturation artillery fire?

Moreover

We are just mere mortals, how can we compare to the omnipotent gods!

What does the other party rely on?

Zu Long fell into deep thought.

But there was an explosion in the conference room.

It was as noisy as a high-level meeting in Huaguo Mountain.

There was a subtle tremor in the Sword God's voice: "You said that when you were still D+ level, this person was matched with you, and he was only participating in the first instance at that time? Are you crazy or is the system crazy? "

"That's true, believe it or not."

The Sword King shrugged, rested his head on his hands, and crossed his legs on the table.

An expression that said, "I've decided to do whatever you want."

"I can tell you responsibly that not only was he in the first game at that time, but he was also in the fucking promotion match. You can figure out the value for yourself. Anyway, I feel that with that person's strength, he can fight back with a direct lead. Just be honest.”

"When he was just D-, he could crush me with a D+, but now he is S+ and seems to have become a god, so what am I doing? Forget it, I can leave peacefully before dying, if he still remembers me The words of this little man.”

After realizing who Lu Wenwu was, the Sword King directly lost the courage to fight against him.

It's really open.

It seems that in his heart, Lu Wenwu is that completely insurmountable mountain, the sea of ​​suffering that can never be crossed.

"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible, it is simply a fantasy!"

The big, round-waisted divine cow stared with an expression as if he wanted to eat someone.

"The first dungeon is ranked D and advanced to C. Do you know what this means! Do you know how high the hidden score is required! There are only a handful of people like that even within the scope of Blue Star. How could we not have heard of it?"

"Never heard of it? Haha"

The Sword King seemed to have thought of something funny, and he burst out laughing again. He was out of breath and had a stomachache from laughing.

He squinted his eyes and looked at his colleagues who were looking at each other, his eyes becoming more and more weird.

"How come you haven't heard of it? You should all have heard of it, and most of you should have seen that man. He used to be very famous."

"Back then, he was born out of nowhere. In the barrage full of ridicule, one person and one dog were relaxed. Oh, where is Maomao? Why didn't I seem to see him?"

"Maomao? What is that?" the strong man asked angrily.

The Sword God stretched out his hand and made a rough gesture: "It's just a golden retriever. Maomao is the name of that dog, and it's very close to Lu Wenwu. Don't underestimate it, that dog is also very powerful. At that time, it could play a greater role in the dungeon than me. A little stronger.”

"I think you are crazy, aren't you just a stinky dog? You were there before, but you are probably dead now. The life radar detected a signal." The strong man sneered disdainfully, "Strengthening other people's ambitions destroys your own prestige. , next time someone new comes, you old guy will give up as soon as possible.”

"Ah, yes, yes, just say yes. When the fist hits your head, be sure not to cry out for pain or help."

The sword god spoke more and more wildly, and his whole body was filled with a flowing feeling.

"Oh, right, you bitch probably won't have the chance to cry out in pain. That guy's punch will hit your head. You'll probably get your head blown off, haha! I can't wait to see this!"

"Old bastard, you are so tired of living! I..."

"Silence!"

Zulong shouted sharply.

In an instant, the originally noisy conference room fell silent, leaving only the sword god still tilting his chair carelessly, looking nonchalant.

Zu Long stood up, supported the table with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "The matter has come to this, it is useless to talk more. The enemy is facing us, let alone fight among ourselves! If you have any good strategies, please feel free to speak out."

"You guys discuss your issues. I'll leave my command to you. You don't have to worry about me as you like. I don't want to do anything. I just want to quietly enjoy his performance."

The Sword God took out an eyepatch from somewhere and put it on his eyes, then waved his hand casually.

"Whenever the fight breaks out and you can watch the live broadcast, call me and I'll take a nap."

After that, he actually turned on the auxiliary sleep system directly, and fell asleep directly in the conference room in front of everyone!

This made the other members of the Eternal Council speechless and contemptuous.

He is already thinking in his mind that he will be impeached and kicked out of the team of immortals after the world is restarted.

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They only need elites, not moths!

For Coconut City, today is destined to be a sleepless night.

It was hard not to hear the violent roar outside the city.

The sky-high firelight illuminates the night like day.

Even those men and women who were high on drugs and engaged in primitive communication between living creatures on the street stopped their lower body movements because of the overwhelming heat wave and chose to find a place to hide.

"What happened outside?"

The gang bosses in Xiacheng District started a conference call, and someone asked worriedly.

As the most well-informed group of people in the entire Coconut Juice City, at this time, they were like ordinary people who had no idea what the fierce fighting outside was about.

With overwhelming armed drones, Zulong Yuan and Zulong Tang came out to fight the enemy together.

Could it be that the super corporations started a war among themselves?

If a civil war breaks out between super corporations, do you have any opportunities to pick up the slack?

Crow, the second boss of the carrion birds, suddenly had an idea for no reason.

He has no evidence.

But his intuition told him that this battle might be related to the monster he had seen before.

The guy who could break through his own base camp with just his flesh and blood, resist tactical missiles in full view of everyone, and rush into the crowd to kill his former boss.

If it were him, could he defeat Zulong Company?

It shouldn't be possible, right?

Crow's originally anxious heart suddenly calmed down, he poured himself a glass of wine and laughed.

After living for decades, I have become more and more timid.

How could anyone survive such a level of bombing coverage?

If Zulong Company takes action personally, even that monster will die.

Just as he was drinking and thinking, a hot-tempered young man pushed open the door with a bang, his face full of horror.

"Arrived to enter the biorecycling furnace?" Crow's hand shook and he cursed in displeasure.

The younger brother couldn't stop panicking, trembling and pointing out the window and screaming: "Boss, look out the window! There is a giant snake-like creature flying in the sky! It's on fire!"

"Bullshit! Are you crazy?"

Crow cursed, and turned his head casually to look at the window behind him.

In just a moment, his body suddenly stiffened.

The exquisite crystal red wine glass fell to the ground, and the blood-red wine fell on the soft handmade wool carpet, spreading around.

A ferocious real dragon with black and red scales occupied his entire field of vision.

Scarlet clouds were born under its dragon claws, and the majestic abyss demonic energy covered the sky and the figure of the real dragon.

The shining stars dimmed under the cover of the rich demonic energy, and even the bright moon hanging high in the sky lost its former glory at this moment.

"Boom!"

The thunder suddenly exploded.

Blood-red lightning streaked across the sky, like a spear across the sky.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The rolling thunder continued to explode, and endless blood-red lightning was born.

The terrifying giant poked its head out from the thick "clouds", and a fierce flame like thick ink spewed out.

The flame had just left the dragon's mouth, and it was unknown how far away it was from the ground, but the crow had already suddenly felt the unbearable heat.

It seemed like working hard in a closed board house under the scorching sun in the dog days of summer, which was simply like a steamer.

Just opening his mouth and exhaling, the exhaled exhaust gas instantly turned into a thick white smoke that steamed up.

The temperature regulator instantly issued an overload alarm, and countless refrigerants spewed and bloomed in every corner of the body, almost covering his entire body in a white ice mist, but it didn't help.

The younger brother had already fallen down wailing, and a wisp of gray and white smoke came out of his head.

The next second, flames strangely emerged from his seven orifices at the same time, completely igniting his head, and it kept spewing out flames like a lantern.

"Boss, help me."

Before he finished speaking, he could no longer make any sound.

His throat and lungs were almost carbonized, and his organs without any elasticity could no longer support him to make any sound.

Even if he could, his brain would have been burned.

Crow tried to turn around with difficulty, took out a few tubes of life-saving medicine from his desk and injected it into his body.

But his artificial joints, which had been severely deformed due to overheating, were simply unable to support such movements.

He just watched the flames that seemed like a world-destroying disaster fall from the sky, completely submerging his sight, and completely burying the entire city in a sea of ​​fire.

Purgatory Dragon Breath·Sin Fire!