A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

Gods? !

How is this going?

I remember his class is an elite kind of extreme human!

What do gods mean?

What's the matter with that level?

lv101?

The truth has said that the limit level of human beings is lv100!

The so-called limit level is the limit of everything in this world.

Once you reach the limit level, no matter what you do, even if you take Ningjin, it is absolutely impossible to increase even 1 point of experience.

However, Zhao Aotian in front of him broke the word "limit" defined by truth for Zheng Qian.

"Uh ah ah ah ah!"

The roar was about to tear the vocal cords, bathed in the heat of the dragon's breath, Zhao Aotian, who was about to split his canthus, cut off all the dragon's breath along the way.

That thorny posture, that courage to face fear.

Both deeply shocked Situ Zhou and Jinge who were watching.

Zhao Aotian has been fighting for mankind all his life since he joined the adventurer until he became the Martial King.

Fame, wealth, money and color, in his eyes, are like the past.

This is just a 24-year-old boy.

He has carried the entire country all his life.

But now, my king, for the sake of this country, must rely on Magical Beasts.

This young man who dedicated his life to the country, knowing that he has little time, still has to carry his sword on the court.

How incompetent is this king of me that needs such a young man to sacrifice his life in exchange for a powerful asylum?

The hands holding the stone fence clenched fists tightly.

Zhao Aotian's fighting stance was deeply engraved in the depths of his soul.

That pair of lives has been burned out, but he is still fighting with his scarred body...

Situ Zhou did not look away.

Will not look away!

If Zhao Aotian can dedicate everything including his soul for this country, then it is my duty as a king to witness his battle!

"Candle Dragon Emperor!!!"

Cut off the last dragon's breath.

Zhao Aotian finally rushed to where the sword could reach.

The young man with split canthus used all his strength and swung a sharp blade at the once unattainable existence.

"This kid..."

Zheng Qian was shocked.

Zheng Qian, who had never taken one step before, hurriedly withdrew three steps backward.

Zhao Aotian, who waved in the air, stepped on the raging fire and launched a fierce attack again.

Zheng Qian had to retreat again and again in order to dodge his sword attack for a while.

It is not that he will be beheaded for fear.

Even with lv101, Zheng Qian's level is still too much, and with physical attack immunity, Third Stage is the most powerful.

Zhao Aotian's sword might not even be able to cut marks on his dragon scales.

Zheng Qian's dodge is more because of fear.

Yes, fear.

Obviously own power exceeds him countless times.

But facing Zhao Aotian today, every cell in Zheng Qian's body felt fear.

It seems that in thousands of years of evolution, ancestors have faced their natural enemies countless times, and the fear engraved in their DNA.

It was... as if facing the fear of natural enemies.

What exactly is going on?

Why do human classes become gods?

boom!

Zheng Qian, who was retreating, suddenly felt a pause behind his back.

Look back.

I saw that a square stone pillar with a side of 20 meters long had been erected behind me at some point.

"This is……"

Zheng Qian was shocked and looked at the feeling of magic element.

In the distance, the tearful Jin Ge was casting spells on his side.

【False Code*Tongtian Stone】

Jin Ge actually blocked his own retreat? !

"Come on, Aotian! Not for us, but for yourself!"

Zhao Aotian's determination infected everyone, even Jin Ge, in this battle, he chose to help Zhao Aotian instead of Zheng Qian, whom he admired.

This momentary pause created an excellent opportunity for Zhao Aotian.

It's now!

The pupils shrank sharply.

Inject all the heat of the soul's burning into the sword in his hand.

At this moment, Zhao Aotian's will has reached the top!

His hp and mp all extend in the reverse direction along the back of the metering groove, and both step into the negative Realm.

His ap value actually penetrated the ap slot itself and stretched infinitely toward a positive number.

ap: ∞∞

"This strike, I bet everything on me!"

The red haze shined through the night.

The sword that seized the air stabbed the dragon's throat mercilessly.

On this day, human heroes burned all of their own, just to prove to the dragon that we humans will not be slaughtered.

Facing the boy in front of him, he was inextricably linked with him.

Facing the moment of fate today.

Zheng Qian smiled.

lv101? Gods?

These are not important anymore.

"What, can't it be done if you want to do it?"

Zhao Aotian's eyes were extremely pure.

There is no Impurities in those eyes full of grief and anger.

The consciousness of willing to sacrifice everything for mankind cannot tolerate the slightest taint.

Cang!

Zheng Qian greeted the stabbing sword with his palm, and closed his other hand around his waist, and the striker pierced his chest with a knife.

puff!

In the red sky, the silhouettes of the two sides rushed together.

The man's sword stabbed the dragon's palm.

The dragon's hand knife penetrated the man's chest.

As the dragon slowly drew out the palm of his chest.

As if the paused time is flowing again.

Blood gushes out from the four finger holes like a broken faucet.

Under the gaze of Jinge and Situ Zhou, Zhao Aotian slowly fell.

His gaze has been fixed on the tip of the holy sword pierced in Zheng Qian's palm.

The corners of his mouth, while dying, evoked a trace of satisfaction.

Clang.

The holy sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Zhao Aotian slowly leaned back and fell to the ground.

An itchy sensation came from the palm of his hand.

Zheng Qian lowered his head and looked at own palm.

I saw a drop of blood just oozing out in the center of the palm.

That was the place where he was stabbed by his Super Sacred Sword just now, leaving a wound that was only slightly larger than acupuncture.

Even ordinary humans can heal this kind of small injury that is not much larger than acupuncture in a few seconds, right?

The injury is so small that it clearly bleeds, but Zheng Qian's display is hp-0.

But it was true that a small drop of blood as big as a grain of rice oozes out.

"So... our grievances... are over..."

On the ground, Zhao Aotian made a hoarse voice.

His turbid eyes stared at the Emperor Candle Dragon, his expression was so relaxed, as if he had lost his life's vision and no regrets.

"Zheng Qian... will become the new... Martial King... he... he will help you... based on The Mortal Realm... so... Chuandong... I will leave it to you..."

Zheng Qian glanced at his status bar.

HP: -100,000.

There was a click of sand.

It's like the sound of a dry sand dune collapsing.

Zhao Aotian's limbs turned charcoal black, and gradually turned into fly ash from the end.

Before long, his whole person will be reduced to ashes, right?

"Just for this drop of blood?" Zheng Qian asked.

Zhao Aotian smiled weakly, but very happy.

He said: "You said... if you want to be based on The Mortal Realm... Then respect... humans... this time I... can make you bleed... then... if you dare to betray humans... there must be someone... who can surpass me... want you Life!"

As he said, Zhao Aotian showed a pained expression.

His limbs have completely turned to ashes and spread to the body.

At the last moment of his life, he set his sights on Zheng Qian.

As a soldier, there was a tear that a soldier shouldn't have in the corner of his eye.

"Now...you and me are grieving... are you satisfied? I hope you... can keep your promise...

Protect...My Chuandong! "

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