A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

"Aotian!"

Facing the tragic situation of Zhao Aotian's dying, Jin Ge couldn't help it anymore and broke into the battlefield, stopping between him and Zheng Qian.

"Aotian, stop fighting, you will really die if you continue like this!"

Zheng Qian looked at this scene without any action, even if he saw Jin Ge using healing magic to heal him, he did not stop him, but stood quietly on the spot.

Jin Ge desperately used restoration magic for Zhao Aotian.

However, in the appraisal, Zhao Aotian's HP had not recovered at all.

Not only that, his hp is still slowly falling.

No matter how much magic power was consumed, he could not heal his injury.

"Why! Why can't it be cured?!"

Jinge growled anxiously.

Is there something wrong with my magic?

"It's useless, Teacher Ginger, it's useless."

When Zhao Aotian saw this scene, he also understood the reason.

"His vitality has been exhausted, so no matter how he uses restoration magic, he cannot restore his hp."

Zheng Qian quietly said the answer.

"How come..." Jinge lowered his head and looked at Zhao Aotian in disbelief.

Zhao Aotian turned his eyes and dared not respond, and muttered, "I'm sorry, teacher."

After finishing speaking, he staggered his sword and stood up again, facing Zheng Qian.

"Aotian, don't stand up!"

Ginger grabbed his leg.

However, Zhao Aotian refused to look away from Zheng Qian.

"Sorry, teacher."

In his eyes, there was nothing else besides the Emperor Candle Dragon.

Martial King Zhao Aotian once led Chuandong into a new era.

But now, the existence of Zhao Aotian has become a hidden danger in the future of Eastern Sichuan.

As long as I am alive, this grudge will not be resolved.

As long as I am still alive, there will be no future in East Sichuan.

As long as I am alive, thousands of people will die.

As long as I am still alive, the people who sacrificed their lives for Chuandong, their lives will be in vain.

As long as I'm still alive...

so…

The right hand, who had already lost consciousness, violently held the holy sword.

At this moment, Zhao Aotian, who was dying, burned his remaining fighting spirit to the top!

The fighting spirit that was about to extinguish, rushed into the sky like a torch.

"All fighting spirit released!"

A roar, like the last roar before bidding farewell to this world.

The super holy sword Icarus burst out with a dazzling red light, shining the entire royal city like day!

Zhao Aotian burned his last vitality.

Emperor Candle Dragon, this grievance will go away with my Death.

However, I don't know you after all.

Since my death is inevitable, then I have to use my life to tell you one thing!

【Three sections! Breakthrough! 】

If you really want to coexist peacefully with mankind, we humans will welcome your existence.

But if you want to destroy mankind one day, we humans will not let you slaughter!

boom!

Taking a heavy step, Zhao Aotian held the Holy Sword in his hand, his whole body seemed to be transformed into a sharp sword, piercing the Candle Dragon Emperor straight.

Zheng Qian has a wing, and shoots hundreds of dragon breaths towards Zhao Aotian.

However……

Boom boom boom!

Long breath hit Zhao Aotian's body and caused a series of explosions.

"Um?"

Zheng Qian was surprised.

Although the power of each shot is only 0.5%, and it is Taixu Dragon Breath, it is not Taixu Sky Wear.

But can't actually beat his body guard gas? !

Zheng Qian raised his hand and shot a 2% powerful Taixu Dragon Breath.

Zhao Aotian's eyes condensed.

【Martial King Nine Swords Ninth Sword......】

Clenched the sword in his hand and swung it down.

[God's Mansion Falling to the Sky]

boom!

The Dragon's Breath was cut off by him.

The power of this strike dragon's breath is obviously comparable to the power of the second floor of the dungeon.

Zhao Aotian, who cut off this strike, has already reached the 20-meter line.

Works!

Just like this, you can cut it so close to him!

Come on!

At least before death, let it know that humans can also make it bleed!

"Oh?"

Zheng Qian was a little surprised at the moment.

Is it better than when it was against Minotaur?

Burn all lives and gather all power into one blow.

Look at his level again.

lv89!

"This is your consciousness? It's pretty much the same."

Facing Zhao Aotian who was already close at hand.

A smile of relief appeared on Zheng Qian's face.

He moved his steps and stretched out his hand to Zhao Aotian.

"In response, let you see."

boom!

The raging fire burning out of thin air was condensed into a spherical shape in Zheng Qian's hands.

As if holding a Star, Zheng Qian looked at Zhao Aotian solemnly.

Recalling the Life in Wangcheng in the past few months.

Zheng Qian's emotions towards Zhao Aotian are full of complexities.

Even now, it is still a difficult choice to play the killer.

So... at least with a blow worthy of you, to see you off, right?

[Tai Xu sky wear 2%]

Hum!

The excessively high-pitched sound is beyond the limit of the human ear, and all that can be heard is the roar of air vibration.

The breath of a dragon, which looks like a laser cannon, is more than one meter in diameter.

The scorching heat made this dragon's breath appear dazzling pale.

Behind Zheng Qian, half of the palace was shattered by the reaction force and flew to a height of one thousand meters.

"Goodbye, Zhao Aotian, I don't hate you."

At this moment, facing the dragon's breath that was so close at hand, Zhao Aotian was desperate!

no!

This kind of dragon's breath can't stand it!

It's completely different from just now!

The energy difference is too big!

Wouldn't I be able to touch it even if I burned my life out?

die?

I…

will die? !

Unmatched power is equivalent to Death for humans.

At this moment, facing a distance of only eighteen meters, facing the inevitable Death.

The bits and pieces experienced in his life echoed before Zhao Aotian's eyes like a revolving lantern.

He saw the birth of own, the hard work of himself as a child, the birth and death of himself and his teammates who had just begun to grow, and the falling back of his grandfather.

See...

Time, as if pressing the reverse button.

The pale light of dragon's breath seemed to bring Zhao Aotian back to the past.

...

"Aotian, don't use brute force to swing the sword."

It was a very hot summer.

In the dojo, the young Zhao Aotian collapsed to the ground after practicing sword.

Grandpa brought a cup of cold sugar water, helped him up when he was young, and guided him to drink it slowly.

Zhao Tianming squeezed his face fondly: "You must use your will."

"Will?" Zhao Aotian, four or five years old, opened her eyes like a galaxy, raised her head innocently and asked his grandfather, his eyes full of curiosity.

Zhao Tianming gently touched his head and said: "Yes, will, the real power of human beings lies in will.

As long as the will is strong enough, it can surpass the data itself.

A weapon swung with will, even a dead branch, can crush fine gold! "

The young Zhao Aotian grumbled his mouth and asked, "Then grandpa, what is will?"

"Hehe." Grandpa smiled kindly: "This, you have to understand it slowly when you grow up."

As he said, Grandpa's smile gradually solidified.

In those extremely gentle eyes, there was a deep reluctance to pass over them.

For a long time, Grandpa kissed his forehead and said:

"Aotian~ The most beautiful character of mankind is to never surrender. It is this unyielding will that supports mankind's survival in this sinister world.

No matter what difficulties you face in the future, the pride of Martial King must be passed on to future generations...

...Okay? "

...

His gaze narrowed, and he shook the sharp sword sharply.

"His~"

The violent breathing seemed to take all the air into the lungs.

Grandpa's gentle hands seemed to appear behind his back, and his lead-heavy legs seemed to be reborn.

The emotion that emerged in my heart, at this moment and here, broke through the limits of mankind.

[Martial King Nine Swords and Tenth Sword...]

In the depths of the soul, a certain shackle that has existed since its birth is finally broken.

At this moment, Zhao Aotian, who used all his strength to wield a sharp sword in his hand, finally wielded a sword that was comparable to a god in the legend.

【Humanity】

boom!

The unstoppable fire was cut in two paragraphs.

The smashed dragon's breath shot up into the sky along both sides.

Zhao Aotian seemed to push away the flames of the clouds and was rushed to both sides by the sword.

"This kid..."

Zheng Qian was shocked.

what happened? !

When he saw Zhao Aotian behind him, he exploded and stretched out a pair of pure energy wings like red jade.

This pair of wings does not extend from behind, but from its shoulders.

The connection between the base of the wings and the body is somewhat similar to a human hand.

It seemed that this was not wings, but a pair of feathered arms, gently resting on Zhao Aotian's shoulders.

I can feel it.

Grandpa's hands are gently resting on my shoulders, telling me not to stop!

What about burning my life?

If life burns out, then burn my soul!

When will we human beings become weak until we become heads?

If even I can't touch it this time, when will I be able to touch it?

Run, if I stop now, I might die on the spot, right?

So... just take advantage of it now!

This is the last chance!

start running!

Even if it can only let it shed a drop of blood!

"Uh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Grow a deafening roar.

Zhao Aotian yelled at the sight, and launched a fierce charge towards Zheng Qian.

But at this moment, facing Zhao Aotian who was about to approach the ten-meter line, Zheng Qian was stunned.

The data revealed by the truth made Zheng Qian unable to believe it.

If this is the reality, then it would be too ridiculous.

Object: Paladin lv101 (second transfer)

Type: God!

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