A million ways to survive in the dungeon

The school grounds flashed with dazzling lights under the night sky.

The dazzling sword light kept cutting through the darkness.

Zheng Qian's three pairs of wings were wide open, and each hexagonal scale on the wings could emit miniature Taixu dragon breath.

The raging fire is like the torrential rain coming during a flood.

Every shot was a sure kill that could be called a death sentence.

Is it teasing me?

Yes, if it wanted to, I wouldn't be able to hold it for even a second.

This is giving me a chance...a chance to fight with all my might.

Zhao Aotian kept trampling the ground with his legs and kept running on the school ground, his eyes unwilling to move away from the standing magic dragon no matter what.

Just after dodging hundreds of dragon breaths, another wall of fire that looked like a tsunami came towards me.

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

The overly intense tune reached Situ Zhou and Jin Ge who were watching, and eventually penetrated into every inch of the palace.

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

After flicking off a miniature Taixu Dragon Breath, the tiger's mouth was torn open by huge force.

Zhao Aotian, who was pushed back dozens of meters, took quick steps and dealt with the Zhulong Emperor again.

The collision of sword and fire, each blow can erupt with a glow that illuminates the entire royal city.

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

The roaring wind and waves carried astonishing energy. Even from a hundred meters away, Zhao Aotian could feel the heat that was enough to cook a person.

With inhuman resilience, he continued to launch fierce attacks on the Zhulong Emperor regardless of the huge gap between them.

After thousands of confrontations, the Zhulong Emperor stood still without even moving a step, but Zhao Aotian, who tried his best, couldn't even get within fifty meters of his body.

This time, I must...

boom!

"Ughhhhh!"

Use sword and shield to parry at the same time to block the unavoidable dragon's breath.

Zhao Aotian, who had just crossed the fifty-meter line, was pushed back a hundred meters away.

The moment he looked up.

Oncoming were thousands of blue rockets.

Bang bang bang bang...

The roar that soared into the sky shook the entire royal city.

Nearly half of the school grounds were destroyed.

Zheng Qian frowned and stared at the dust in the sky, with a trace of worry in his eyes.

The next second.

Following a roar, Zhao Aotian, half of his cheeks stained red with blood, rushed out of the dust, dragging a long trail of dust behind him, and once again galloped across the ruined land with his sword in hand.

Zheng Qian's eyes relaxed a little, he spread his wings, and once again released the dragon's breath to bombard him.

The massive amount of dragon breath it released was deliberately suppressed in terms of speed and power.

Each shot has only 0.5% of the power of the complete Taixu Dragon Breath.

All of this was to give Zhao Aotian a chance to perform.

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

At this moment, Zheng Qian and Zhao Aotian actually realized each other's feelings during the battle.

But even though each shot had only 0.5% power, Zhao Aotian was overwhelmed by the rain of dragon breath, leaving him with no chance to breathe.

Look at it now, it really doesn’t have any flaws at all.

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

Zhao Aotian struggled to withstand the bombing of Dragon Breath, constantly surrounding Zheng Qian and trying to break through his defense line.

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

If it really wanted to kill me, just one blow would be enough, right?

But…

How mean-spirited.

Although he has grown so much, he still fights me with the same strength as before.

Why?

If you really want to kill me, why don't you take it seriously?

In the fast-paced and difficult battle, Zhao Aotian, who couldn't guess what the Zhulong Emperor was thinking, couldn't help but smile bitterly.

In fact, Zhao Aotian no longer hates the Zhulong Emperor, but more of a self-blame.

After coming out of his grief, he calmly recalled the battle in the Fire Dungeon.

World of Warcraft is a threat to mankind. Facing powerful Warcraft, the first reaction of any human being is to eradicate the threat.

But who knew that the Zhulong Emperor was not hostile to humans?

Today, Zhao Aotian challenged Zhulong Emperor not because of hatred.

He also knew that he must die.

But this battle must be fought.

He wanted to settle this feud.

Because grudges will not disappear for no reason.

If he didn't die, his grudge with Zhulong Emperor would never be settled.

If the grudges can't be settled, then how can Eastern Sichuan have the face to ask Emperor Zhulong to take action?

This is why, before starting, he asked Zhulong Emperor if he would keep his promise.

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

Humanity will lose the best opportunity it has ever had.

So he must die.

Only if he dies will the bad blood between Zhulong Emperor and Shandong be resolved, and will Shandong be qualified to ask for its help.

He also wants to help Zhulong Emperor gain a foothold in the human world.

He knew that the Zhulong Emperor wanted to gain a foothold in the human world, and the Zhulong Emperor's protection would also prevent other countries from taking the opportunity to offend Sichuan East after the Warcraft Defense War ended.

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

If the Zhulong Emperor were to establish itself in eastern Sichuan, then the very existence of Zhao Aotian would hinder the people from accepting the Zhulong Emperor.

So he must die!

Don't let the people make the same mistakes as they did and cause the tragedy of those three thousand people.

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

Excessive training has brought about the first level of human beings: lv60.

But this kind of training also squeezed out Zhao Aotian's vitality.

The last time he fought against the Minotaur, Zhao Aotian finally drained all his life force.

Now, just like his grandfather Zhao Tianming, he has not much vitality left in his body.

Live to be 30?

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

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

The inside of his body has long been riddled with holes, and now he can only fight continuously for five minutes at most.

What's the use of such a war king on the battlefield?

Only Zhao Aotian knew about this matter.

If this kind of thing is known to the soldiers on the front line, their morale will definitely be greatly affected, right?

Zheng Qian has the same power as me and can even kill Roosevelt.

If Zheng Qian becomes the King of War and cooperates with the Zhulong Emperor, the morale of the soldiers will only be stronger than if he is the leader.

So he must die! ! !

In the end, he would also use this battle to tell Emperor Zhulong.

We humans are indeed very weak.

But being weak is not our choice!

Even beings that are as insignificant to you are still struggling desperately to survive in this unreasonable world!

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

Maybe I have to die in this fight.

But I also want to prove it to you in this battle.

Even weak humans have our dignity and pride.

Even if I am such a weak human being, I can still make you, who is comparable to a god, bleed at the risk of my life!

"Uhhhhhhhhh!!"

Zhao Aotian's roar seemed to shake the stars, curling up under the starry night!

Before I die, even if...

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

Even...just a drop of blood!

Zhao Aotian, who slipped out of the Dragon's Breath Rain and finally stepped into the thirty-meter circle, faced a bombing that was a hundred times more intensive than before.

Zheng Qian added a little strength.

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

boom.

After using all his strength to slash away three dragon breaths, Zhao Aotian's five fingers were all cracked.

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

The torso and skirt of Holy Armor Athena were all turned into powder.

"Ughhhhhhhhhh!!"

Zhao Aotian's sharp screams pierced the night sky, flew more than a hundred meters, and fell heavily on an upturned stone slab, smashing it into 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 thirty meters around it is intact.

But thirty meters away, the entire school grounds had turned into a living hell.

There are crushed rocks and hot lava everywhere.

The air was filled with the unpleasant smell of burning.

Lying in the rocks.

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 cage hands and heel gear were also full of cracks and were in dilapidated condition.

The exposed abdomen was highly burned and bloody.

If it weren't for the superior performance of Holy Armor Athena, I'm afraid he would have been killed by this blow, right?

Zhao Aotian's eyes had lost focus.

Every difficult breath made a suffocating sound like air leaking from the lungs.

The fighting spirit in his body also seemed to be extinguished, leaving only a thin layer near the skin.

Already, unable to move.

My lungs hurt as if they were tearing apart.

No amount of breathing can relieve fatigue.

The right hand holding the sword has completely lost consciousness.

My legs felt as heavy as lead.

It was so difficult to even move a finger.

"finished?"

Zhulong Huang's cold voice reached his ears.

He moved his eyes with difficulty.

A hundred meters away, the Zhulong Emperor stood proudly, like a huge mountain, which was intimidating.

"I thought you were going to prove something to me? It's over like this? But I didn't feel anything."

Emperor Zhulong turned around, faced Zhao Aotian, and shouted proudly: "Is this the only level of your consciousness? Human being."

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