I Am the God of Games

Mane-Eye Graypaw sharpened his knife.

In fact, he is very clear that these weapons that exploded from the dungeon do not need to be polished. Although they have the attribute of durability, they will not affect the sharpness of the weapons. Just go to the blacksmith shop to repair them and they will be restored to their original state.

This is just a habit he has retained as a soldier, just to empty his mind and not to recall past experiences.

He likes the atmosphere of the Church of the God of Games very much. He is fighting and killing every day, but he may have vented a lot in the dungeon, so the communication between people is not too hostile.

Even if there is a real conflict, the big deal is to plant the flag at the gate of the town. After you die, everyone is a good brother who can brag in the tavern and entrust the back in the copy.

There is no need to worry about tomorrow's hunting harvest, there is no need to kill the old and the weak, and there is no need to swing a sword at one's friends and even relatives.

Even if the oracle sent down the task of crusade against the enemy chieftains, everyone could work together to complete it while laughing and laughing.

Everything is so beautiful.

——Except for some players who will scream when they see him, 'Ah, ah, the black hand is coming! ' and then run away.

Damn it, my surname is obviously Graypaw!

Mane-eye muttered in his heart.

Black Hand just laughed and said that although many players were indeed unhappy to form a team with him, Mane Eye's technology was undoubtedly first-class, so when exploring dungeons, a team of front-line players often invited him to participate in the strategy. There was no such thing as being bullied, but on the contrary, he made a lot of friends.

I am so happy now, but why can't I forget the pain of the past?

He took a deep breath and found that the sharpened edge of the short knife had inadvertently scratched his finger, and the faint bloodstain disappeared in an instant, replaced by a red -1 word slowly floating out.

Mane Eye did not shut down his pain sensation like most players, but lightened it a little, because he was once a warrior and knew that pain sensation could actually be regarded as a warning sign of the body's injury, as long as he was used to the pain, before In fact, it can actually play an important role in understanding one's own state in battle.

He sighed and inserted the short knife back into his scabbard.

As the first batch of homeless players to join the town, he is naturally a big guy in the mouths of newcomers. Although the equipment is relatively unscrupulous, the game coins obtained in each instance will not be reduced because of this. Therefore, like many players in the same period, What he lives in is not a hotel, but a house he bought in the town.

The houses built by this system are not only neat and beautiful in appearance, but in fact, even the basic interior decoration is exactly the same, except for the house number, there is almost no difference.

Of course, players can build their own homes by completing collection tasks and collecting various wallpapers, furniture and other messy decorations, but Mane Eye has no such interest, so his home is still the kind of basic template, Among them is the side that is erected in the bedroom, which is probably a simple vanity mirror that provides benefits to female players.

Mane Eye picked up the comb from the dressing table and combed his thick hair, revealing his unusual ears on both sides of the top of his head.

—It was a pair of brownish-yellow, fluffy triangular beast ears.

Lions.

Once his tribe 'Grey Claw' was called that by other Inhumans with reverence and awe.

Born with a strong body, terrifying speed, and amazing strength, they are simply like born warriors, above the alien races, known as the king of the hundred races.

Mane Eye is the eldest son of the previous patriarch of the Grey Claw Tribe, and his power is unmatched among the new generation of clansmen. He should have inherited the Grey Claw Tribe as such and was called the new patriarch, but an accident happened.

The second son of the patriarch of the Greypaw tribe, Knifetail Greypaw, who was once defeated by Mane Eye, once again challenged his elder brother.

However, this time, Knifetail did not compete head-on with Mane-eye, but defeated Mane-eye using a sorcery that he learned from nowhere, and killed the previous patriarch. The position of patriarch.

All the clansmen who opposed Knife Tail were killed by him. Mane Eye's mother tried her best to protect Mane Eye, but in the end, he was killed by the greatly changed Knife Tail with witchcraft, and Mane Eye was also affected by the power of witchcraft and fell into into the sea.

In this world, the ocean is more dangerous than the land, and the possibility of surviving by falling into the sea is much lower than falling off a cliff.

But Mane Eye did not die in the sea. Instead, he grabbed a piece of wood that was floating from nowhere while he was still unconscious. He floated on the sea like that for three days before being caught by the old Vanke who happened to pass by the sea at that time. It was found that he was fished out, and then he barely survived.

After that, Mane-Eye became a mercenary and became well-known in Lovinia.

Later, the old man of Vanke was in distress, and Mane Eye did not abandon the old man. Instead, he simply gave up the life of a mercenary, and protected the old man all the way to Cromwell. Then he was recommended by the old man to Mane and became the first batch of refugees. player.

"Sure enough, I still can't let go of everything in the past."

Mane Eye brushed lightly over the mirror with his hand, looking at his face that was more and more like his father, and felt that there was a fire burning deep in his heart.

The happier life is now, the more painful that burning feeling is.

He clenched his hands into fists at some point, and smashed the mirror with a smashing punch, causing the figures in the mirror to become fragmented.

His status as a player did make him break through the shackles of the past - after all, the original Inhuman's fighting ability almost all came from his body and instincts - to become a more powerful warrior than his father, but it was not enough.

The terrifying witchcraft that Knife Tail used at that time was still haunting his mane eyes like a nightmare, making him dream of that scene involuntarily every day.

Even if he changed his career to become a sword master and embarked on the war mad route, his current strength is still not the opponent of Daowei.

"God, what should I do..." Mane Eye whispered in pain.

This is not really begging the gods for answers, just words like habit or unconscious babble.

But apparently this alien from the Western Continent didn't know that his gods were watching (stealing) watching (peeping) him in the kingdom of heaven.

So the next one, a crisp voice sounded in his mind.

[Ding, trigger the side quest - Triumph of the King of Beasts]