A million ways to survive in the dungeon

God? !

How is this going?

I remember that his class is an elite extreme human!

What does god mean?

And what's going on 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 extreme level, no matter what you do, even if you take Ningjin, it is absolutely impossible to gain even one point of experience.

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

"Uhhhhhhh!"

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

The figure that overcame thorns and thorns, the courage to face fear.

They were all deeply shocked by Situ Zhou and Jin Ge who were watching.

Zhao Aotian has been fighting for mankind his whole life since he joined the adventurers until he became the King of War today.

Fame, wealth, power, money and color are like passing clouds in his eyes.

This is just a 24-year-old guy.

He carried the entire country on his back throughout his life.

But now, I, the king, must rely on Warcraft for the sake of this country.

This young man who dedicated his life to the country knew that his time was limited, but he still wanted to take up the sword.

How incompetent am I, the king, that I need such a young man to sacrifice his life in exchange for the protection of a powerful person?

The hands holding the stone railing were clenched tightly.

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

That posture of fighting with his scarred body even though his life has been burned out...

Situ Zhou did not look away.

Won't look away!

If Zhao Aotian can dedicate everything including his soul to this country, then it is my duty as the 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 splitting eyes used all his strength to swing the sharp blade towards the once unattainable existence.

"This kid..."

Zheng Qian was shocked.

Zheng Qian, who had never moved a step, quickly took three steps back.

Zhao Aotian, who was in the air, stepped on the blazing fire and launched another fierce attack.

Zheng Qian had to retreat continuously in order to dodge his sword strikes.

It's not that I'm afraid of being killed by him.

Even at lv101, the level of the real Zheng Qian is still too high. In addition, he has the strongest triple immunity to physical attacks.

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

Zheng Qian's dodge was more out of fear.

Yes, fear.

It is obvious that his strength is countless times greater than his.

But facing Zhao Aotian now, Zheng Qian felt fear in every cell in his body.

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

It was... like the fear of facing a natural enemy.

What exactly is going on?

Why do human classes become gods?

boom!

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

Look back.

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

"This is……"

Zheng Qian was shocked and looked at the mosu feeling.

In the distance, Jin Ge, who was in tears, was casting a spell towards him.

[Apocryphal Code* Babel Stone]

Jin Ge actually took action to block his escape route? !

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

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

This moment of pause created an excellent opportunity for Zhao Aotian.

It's now!

The pupils shrank sharply.

Inject all the burning heat of your soul into the sword in your hand.

At this moment, Zhao Aotian's will reached its peak!

His HP and MP all extended in the opposite direction behind the gauge, and both entered the realm of negative numbers.

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

ap：∞/∞

"I'll bet everything on this blow!"

The red glow penetrates the entire night.

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

On this day, the human hero burned everything he had, just to prove to the dragon that we humans will not be slaughtered by others.

Facing the young man in front of him, who is inextricably linked to him.

The moment to face the present fate.

Zheng Qian smiled.

lv101? God?

None of this matters anymore.

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

Zhao Aotian's eyes were extremely pure.

There was no impurity in those eyes full of grief and anger.

This consciousness of being willing to sacrifice everything for the sake of mankind cannot be tainted in the slightest.

Clang!

Zheng Qian met the sword strike with his palm, put his other hand at his waist, and thrust out the sword with one strike, hitting him in the chest.

puff!

Under the red sky, the silhouettes of both sides rushed together.

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

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

As Long slowly pulled out the palm that had been thrust into his chest.

It’s as if suspended time is flowing again.

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

Under the gazes of Jin Ge and Situ Zhou, Zhao Aotian slowly fell down.

His eyes were fixed on the tip of the holy sword piercing Zheng Qian's palm.

The corners of his mouth curled up with a hint of satisfaction as he lay dying.

There was a clang.

The holy sword fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.

Zhao Aotian slowly raised his head and fell to the ground.

There was an itching feeling in the palm of my hand.

Zheng Qian lowered his head and looked at his palms.

I saw a drop of freshly seeped blood in the center of my palm.

That was the place where he was stabbed by his super holy sword just now, leaving a wound only slightly larger than acupuncture.

Even for ordinary humans, such a small injury, which is not much bigger than acupuncture, can be healed in a few seconds, right?

The injury was so small that it was obviously bleeding, but Zheng Qian's display showed HP-0.

But indeed, a small drop of blood the size of a rice grain oozed out.

"This way... our grudge... will be settled..."

On the ground, Zhao Aotian made a hoarse voice.

His turbid eyes stared at Zhulong Emperor, his expression was so relaxed, as if he had put an end to his lifelong vision and had no regrets.

"Zheng Qian... will become the new... King of War... He... He will help you... gain a foothold in the human world... So... Chuandong... I leave it to you..."

Zheng Qian looked at his status bar.

HP: -100000.

There was a crunching sound.

Like the sound of dry sand dunes collapsing.

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

Soon, his whole body will be reduced to ashes, right?

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

Zhao Aotian smiled weakly, but very happily.

He said: "You said... you want to establish a foothold in the human world... then respect... humans... this time I... can make you bleed... then... if you dare to attack humans... there will be someone... who can surpass me... and take your life. !”

As he said that, Zhao Aotian showed a painful expression.

His limbs have completely turned to gray and are spreading towards his body.

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

As a warrior, there was a tear in the corner of his eye that a warrior should not have.

"Now...the grudge between you and me is over...are you satisfied? I hope you...can keep your promise...

Protect...my Sichuan East! "

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