A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

The whole night passed quickly.

Today is the fifth day.

With a bang.

Falling heavily to the ground, Zheng Qian now has no strength left to stand up.

too strong.

In the sky, Ares stood still.

In sight, the data provided by truth is desperate.

The strength and physical defense both broke through one million, the magic element, magic defense and perception all approached 500,000, and even the comprehensive agility reached an astonishing 300,000.

Zheng Qian's full force of Taixu sky hit him, almost no different from Gua Sha.

Ares, who tends to attack by objects, has a higher magic element and magic defense than Zheng Qian, a mage dragon.

This is no longer a battle that can be won by skill, experience and wisdom.

As Venus said, relying on the skill of God of War determination, Ares can almost be invincible in a protracted battle.

"cough……"

Zheng Qian opened his mouth.

A large amount of blood gushed out from his mouth.

Can't win...

Do not.

He doesn't even have the strength to stand up anymore.

hpmp and ap have almost all bottomed out.

Fighting for three days in a row, eating so many buffs, and staying at the home court like Thirteenth Month in Bronze Prison.

Ares's strength is almost overwhelming, without any dead ends.

Zheng Qian, who has been sealed with two killer moves, hardly has any chance of victory.

Being able to last all night is already the best result that Zheng Qian has done his best to achieve.

This is the power of the devil.

Absolute power that all things can never match.

"After all, it's just mortals."

Slowly falling from the air, Ares came to Zheng Qian with the gesture of a winner.

On the other side, the King City of Eastern Sichuan.

Shuttle through the streets and alleys like a tide.

The house was destroyed in an instant.

The street was razed to the ground.

Relying on the narrow space of street fighting, Magical Beasts cannot be used, and the soldiers have gained a stronger terrain advantage.

but…

There is no heavy fire cover, no heavy cavalry to help defend.

Where can the pure infantry street fighting go no matter how big the geographical advantage is?

The soldiers were exhausted physically and mentally during the whole night of fighting.

Standing on the grandstand of the palace, looking at the entire royal city.

The streets and alleys were all caught in a sea of ​​flames.

Situ Zhou wore the Nine Dragons armor, behind him were the seriously wounded Jin Ge and Zhao Aotian, as well as two hundred royal guards.

In the royal city, the remaining soldiers are already less than one hundred thousand.

Next to it, in the Golden Jade Palace, hundreds of Magical Beasts climbed to the top of the palace, madly destroying the Titan Cannon.

The extremely charged Titan cannon fired its final shelling at the breach of the city wall at the last moment, after annihilating hundreds of thousands of Magical Beasts.

The four hundred control personnel in the control room, as well as the remaining magisters inside, chose to be killed.

Die with these three or four hundred Magical Beasts that crawled in.

Accompanied by the raging fire, the Golden Jade Palace shattered.

Chuandong lost the last heavy firepower.

Nothing can stop Magical Beasts from invading the city.

At this moment, after a night of fierce battle, the total number of Magical Beasts annihilated is only 65 million.

In the royal city, the number of fighters still struggling to resist was less than 80,000.

And more than half of them were seriously injured, unable to fight again.

"Sorry, I am incompetent..."

Facing the royal city turned into a sea of ​​flames, Zhao Aotian knelt on the ground with a thump.

The scarred Martial King could only sob weakly and could not make a sound.

"Sichuan East is over..."

Ginger slumped on the ground, exhausted of his magic power and AP.

He beat the ground feebly: "The young people gave me their lives, but I failed to protect Chuandong...

I'm incompetent... What kind of master of the country am I? ! ! "

Only Situ Zhou Zhu stood with the sword, gazing at the royal city that was now a sea of ​​flames.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and said slightly: "Aotian, Jinge, Chuandong... are they dead?"

As soon as these words came out, the two raised their heads and looked at the king in his twilight years.

There was no trace of sadness between his brows.

It seems that the tragedy today has nothing to do with him.

but.

The hand trembling slightly with his sword betrayed his heart.

"This king knows, many people in the community call this king a foolish king, just because this king is indecisive and not decisive enough.

This king also admitted that the name of the foolish king fits me well.

The vigorous development of Eastern Sichuan is not the merit of the king, but the result of the joint efforts of the country's 80 million people.

It was the birth and death of countless young people that made Eastern Sichuan Province the second strongest country in the world today.

I am ashamed of the throne.

But have you forgotten what the Emperor Candle Dragon said?

Open your eyes and look at this royal city. This king asks you again, is Chuandong really dead? "

Situ Zhou's words were like a Wang Qingquan, infused into the dry hearts of Zhao Aotian and Jin Ge.

Look around.

Under that sea of ​​fire, the royal city is still the royal city.

The soldiers are still fighting.

Even knowing that there is only a dead end ahead, these young people are still striding towards the dead end one after another.

They are not fighting for survival.

It is fighting for this royal city and for mankind.

[Humans are weak in my eyes. Weak, incompetent, and death when touched, but they all have their own dreams, and they work tirelessly for this, even if they are muddy, they are still moving forward. This is the great place of your weak human beings. 】

The words of Emperor Candle Dragon that night became so clear now.

Ah, yes, this is the greatness of mankind.

This is exactly what Grandpa said, the reason why humans can stand in this world of Magical Beasts!

"...Still alive!"

In Jinge's shocked gaze, Zhao Aotian stood up shaking with only half of the holy sword left.

Even if he was just standing, he would do his best, Zhao Aotian still roared with the power of his soul with the fire of fighting spirit ignited in his chest:

"East Sichuan is still alive! As long as the soldiers have not given up, East Sichuan will always be alive!!!"

"well said!!"

Draw the long sword with the guards behind him.

Situ Zhou's red velvet cloak was floating in the wind: "The soldiers are still fighting, how can we hide here and watch the show?

How many years has Magical Beasts persecuted us humans? Today is the time for us to prove to them!

Don’t you ever want to behave arrogantly to humans anymore!

You never want to persecute our people again!

Because here... is our country!

Clash with me! ! ! "

Situ Zhou roared sharply, and rushed down to the palace with two hundred guards, killing the beasts that were coming here.

Zhao Aotian and Jin Ge supported their exhausted bodies, issued the final roar, and flew up into the sky, launching a final onslaught towards the endless beasts!

…

"Mixed with weak humans is the reason you lost today."

Pinching Zheng Qian's neck with one hand, he lifted his legs off the ground.

The Super Sacred Sword dropped and fell to the ground into several pieces.

Ares said faintly: "Look at you, there is a candle dragon emperor, and now he doesn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

If you weren't mixed with humans, how could you end up in such an embarrassing situation today? "

Zheng Qian smiled miserably: "Are you embarrassed? This is not true. I advise you not to underestimate human beings."

"Humph."

Ares flicked his arm.

Zheng Qian fell heavily to the ground.

The bottom hp is closer to the limit.

Ares said calmly: "In this battle, humans are against Magical Beasts, and you are against the devil.

From the beginning, your camp has no chance of winning.

According to your perception, you should be able to see the situation in the Eastern Sichuan King City, right?

Humans are dying, and you can't beat me.

After all, mortals want to fight against the devil, just wishful thinking. "

Indeed, as Ares said, there are only less than 60,000 to 70,000 people left.

And Magical Beasts still has 37-8 million left.

While Zheng Qian is already powerless to fight, Ares still has 60 to 70% of the fighting power, and will become stronger as he fights.

This battle, no matter how you look at it, Zheng Qian lost.

boom!

Stomping on Zheng Qian's head, Ares sneered: "However, it is rare for a mortal like you to be so strong after all. This is the first time I can fight such a fun battle in so many years.

So, Zheng Qian, right? How about this God giving you a chance to survive? "

The power on his feet is getting stronger and stronger, and Zheng Qian feels that his head is about to be trampled and exploded.

He moved his eyes and stared at Ares fiercely: "What did you...say..."

"Huh, chance to survive, didn't you hear me clearly?"

Ares laughed excitedly: "I, I have always wanted a mount. After all, the demon god also has a battle to fight.

So, you surrender the truth, and then become my mount, take refuge in the devil, and I will spare you not to die.

how? "

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