A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

The school field under the night sky shone dazzlingly.

The dazzling sword light kept cutting through the darkness.

Zheng Qian's three pairs of wings are wide open, and each of the hexagonal scales on the wings can emit a miniature Taixu dragon's breath.

The raging fire is like the torrential rain in the flood.

Each shot is enough to call the death sentence a mortal.

Is it putting water on me?

Yes, if it wants to, I can't hold it for a second.

This is the opportunity it is giving me... a chance to fight with all my strength.

Zhao Aotian's two legs kept trampling on the ground, and he kept racing on the school grounds, and he refused to take his eyes away from the standing dragon in any case.

Just after avoiding hundreds of dragon's breath, oncoming is another wall of fire resembling a tsunami.

The roar of the power that destroys everything, and the crisp sound of the speed that can cut everything.

The overly intense tune was conveyed to the tympanic membranes of Situ Zhou and Jinge who were on the sidelines, and finally penetrated every inch of the palace.

Don't look away, don't get hit!

Bounce a miniature Taixu Dragon Breath, the tiger's mouth was torn apart by huge force.

Zhao Aotian, who had been repelled several tens of meters, stepped agilely, and once again started dealing with the Candle Dragon Emperor.

The collision of sword and fire, every blow can burst out a glow that illuminates the entire royal city.

Do your best to observe and find even the slightest flaw!

There was amazing energy in the roaring wind and waves, even if it was a hundred meters away, Zhao Aotian could feel the heat enough to cook a person.

With inhuman resilience, he disregarded the huge gap between each other and constantly launched a fierce attack on the Candle Dragon Emperor.

After thousands of confrontations, Emperor Candle Dragon stood still and didn't even move half a step, but Zhao Aotian, who tried his best, couldn't even get close to his body within 50 meters.

This time, I must...

boom!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"

Simultaneously parry and block the inevitable dragon's breath with sword and shield.

Zhao Aotian, who had just crossed the 50-meter line, was repelled to a hundred meters away.

The moment of looking up.

Thousands of azure rockets were oncoming.

Bang bang bang...

The soaring roar made the entire royal city tremble.

Nearly half of Long Breath's schoolyard was destroyed.

Zheng Qian's eyes frowned, staring at the dust in the sky, a touch of worry passed in his eyes.

Next second.

With a whistling, Zhao Aotian, whose cheeks were stained red with blood, rushed out of the dust, dragged a long dust behind him, and once again galloped across the ruined ground with his sword.

Zheng Qian's gaze relaxed a little now, spread his wings, and once again released the dragon's breath to launch a bombardment at him.

The massive dragon breath it released had all deliberately suppressed speed and power.

Each shot only has the power of 0.5% of the complete Taixu Dragon's breath.

All, to give Zhao Aotian a chance to play.

If not, Zhao Aotian might not be able to hold it for even a millisecond, right?

At this moment, Zheng Qian and Zhao Aotian realized the feelings of each other in the battle.

But even if each shot is only 0.5% of the power, the dragon's breath that rains down makes Zhao Aotian tired to cope, and there is no chance to breathe.

Look now, there is really no flaw at all.

What kind of environment is needed to grow such an amazing creature?

Zhao Aotian resisted the bombardment of Dragon's Breath with difficulty, constantly surrounding Zheng Qian to try to break through his line of defense.

Its power is completely different from that of the second floor.

If it really wants to kill me, just one blow is enough, right?

But…

It's really wicked.

Obviously, he has grown so much, but he used the same strength to fight me.

Why?

If you really want to kill me, why not take it seriously?

In the fast-paced and difficult battle, Zhao Aotian, who couldn't figure out what the Emperor Candle Dragon was thinking, couldn't help but let out a wry smile.

In fact, Zhao Aotian didn't hate the Emperor Candle Dragon long ago, more of a kind of self-blame.

Coming out of his grief, he once calmly recalled the battle in Fire Dungeon.

Magical Beasts are a threat to mankind. In the face of powerful Magical Beasts, the first response of any mankind is to eradicate the threat.

But who knows that Emperor Candle Dragon is not hostile to humans?

Today, Zhao Aotian challenged the Emperor Candle Dragon not because of hatred.

He also knew that he was bound to die.

But this battle must be fought.

He wants to end this grievance.

Because grievances will not disappear for no reason.

If he does not die, the grievances with the Candle Dragon Emperor will be unstoppable.

I can't stop the grievances, so what kind of face does Chuandong have, ask the Dragon Emperor to take it?

That's why, before starting, he had to ask the Emperor Candle Dragon whether he would keep his promise.

If he does not die, humans will never be able to cooperate with the Candle Dragon Emperor.

Mankind will lose the best opportunity ever.

So he must die.

Only when he died, the grievances between Emperor Zhulong and Chuandong would be overcome, and Chuandong would be eligible to request its assistance.

He also wants to help the Dragon Emperor establish a foothold in The Mortal Realm.

He knew that Emperor Candle Dragon wanted to be a foothold in the world, and that the protection of Emperor Candle Dragon would also prevent Chuandong from taking the opportunity to offend Chuandong after the Magical Beasts defensive battle was over.

However, Zhao Aotian's image in the minds of the people has always been a hero who is at odds with Magical Beasts.

If the Candle Dragon Emperor is to be based in Eastern Sichuan, then the existence of Zhao Aotian will hinder the people from accepting the Candle Dragon Emperor.

So he must die!

Don't let the people repeat the same mistakes they did before, and cause the tragedy of those three thousand people.

He also wants to preserve morale for the soldiers on the front line.

Excessive training has brought the first level of humanity: lv60.

But this kind of training also squeezed Zhao Aotian's vitality to the limit.

The last time he fought Minotaur, Zhao Aotian finally squeezed all his vitality.

Now he, just like his grandfather Zhao Tianming, has little vitality left in his body.

Live to be 30?

He only told Situ Zhou the first half of the sentence. The doctor's complete statement is: If you give up fighting from today and rest in peace, you may be lucky to live to 30 years old.

If you continue to fight, you may not be happy for even a month.

The inside of his body has long been riddled with holes, and now he can only last for five minutes at most in continuous combat.

What is the use of such a Martial King on the battlefield?

Only Zhao Aotian knew about this.

If this kind of thing is known by the soldiers on the front line, morale will surely suffer a big blow, right?

Zheng Qian possessed the same power as me, and even killed that Roosevelt.

If Zheng Qian becomes the Martial King and cooperates with the Candle Dragon Emperor, the morale of the soldiers will only be stronger than letting himself lead.

So he must die! ! !

Finally, he would also use this battle to tell the Emperor Candle Dragon.

We humans are indeed very weak.

However, being weak is not our choice!

Even if it seems to you that a life as weak as a grass, is struggling desperately in this unreasonable world in order to survive!

If you harm humans one day, no matter how powerful you are, we weak humans will gamble everything against you!

Maybe I must die in this battle.

But this battle, I also want to prove to you.

Even weak human beings have our dignity and pride.

Even if I am such a weak human being, fighting for my life can make you, who is comparable to a god, bleed!

"Uh ah ah ah ah!!!"

Zhao Aotian's roar seems to be able to shock the stars, curling up under the starry night!

Before I die, even if...

Maybe even the holy sword can't cut your skin, but the human will is sharper than the holy sword.

Even if... just a drop of blood!

Zhao Aotian, who came out of the gap between the rain of dragon's breath, and finally stepped into the 30-meter circle, faced a bombing that was a hundred times denser than before.

Zheng Qian added a little strength.

The density, speed and power of the dragon's breath instantly doubled.

boom.

Trying his best to cut away the three dragon breaths, Zhao Aotian's five fingers cracked.

This momentary slowness caused a dragon's breath to hit his abdomen on the spot.

Athena's torso and skirt armor are all turned into powder.

"Oh ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Zhao Aotian's sharp scream cut through the night sky, flew more than a hundred meters, and fell heavily on an inverted slab, smashing the slabs to pieces.

The roar of the school field finally came to an end with Zhao Aotian's fall.

Zheng Qian is the center of the circle, and the ground within 30 meters is intact.

But thirty meters away, the entire school field has turned into a purgatory on earth.

There were crushed rocks and hot lava everywhere.

The air was full of unpleasant scorching smell.

Lying in the rock pile.

Click...

The two halves of the helmet fell to the ground and turned into debris on the ground.

The armor was completely shattered by one blow, and the surviving caged hands and heels were also cracked and broken.

The exposed abdomen was highly burned and bloody.

Had it not been for the superior performance of Athena, I am afraid he would have been killed by this strike, right?

Zhao Aotian's eyes have lost focus.

Every hard breath made a choking suffocation like a leaking lung lobe.

The fighting spirit on his body also seemed to have gone out, leaving only a thin layer near the skin.

Already, I can't move.

The lungs felt like they were about to tear apart.

No matter how you breathe, fatigue will not be relieved.

The right hand holding the sword has completely lost consciousness.

The legs are as heavy as lead.

Even moving a finger is so difficult.

"has it ended?"

The stern voice of Emperor Zhulong reached his ears.

Difficult to move his eyes.

A hundred meters away, the Emperor Candle Dragon stood proudly, like a big mountain, which made people daunting.

"I thought you were going to prove something to me? That's it? I didn't feel anything."

The Emperor Candle Dragon turned around, faced Zhao Aotian, and proudly shouted: "Is your enlightenment only this level? Human."

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