The dragon hurts people, please stay away!

It passed through the air in one piece, and its whole body was tightly wrapped in a pair of dragon claws.

The rough skin rubbed against his wound, and he was pinched and unable to move, only the hair exposed between his fingers swayed in waves with the wind.He raised his head and yelled a few times, but got no response.The breath of the dragon mixed with the smell of iron surrounds him, and the high body temperature of his toes gradually calms the whole body down from the trembling.

Just like when he was wrapped in his wings, feeling him around was reassuring, as if he was protected.I don't know if it's because I'm too weak that I can't stop feeling this way.

The dragon cave passed by in a flash, and the scorched earth stretched for hundreds of miles. When there was no fighting here, it revealed a barren beauty.Thinking about it, every night, a waning moon reflects the distorted Dragon Cave, and the ground is full of white sand, which ripples with the movement of sandworms. In the dark sky, it is hard to tell whether the moon is dyed white sand, or the sand and stones reflect the moon. color.

If you have time, I want to watch it with Chaos.

They are now...should be in a hard fight, right?It's just that this thought is thin and slippery, swimming with many thoughts such as "his toes are really hot", "where are you going now", "want to take some time to see the white sand under the moon", and soon disappeared in it.When very romantic battles become a daily routine, like an experienced senior, he can no longer distinguish the boundaries between work and life. Whether he wins or loses miserably, most of the time his heart is peaceful.

The scorched earth soon came to an end.In front of him was Asriel's castle, and a pulse barrier had been built on the racecourse, and Chaos flew towards the barrier without slowing down at all.

"Hey, hey! We're about to collide! Stop, stop, stop!" Before Huo Huan yelled a few words, the sound of pulsing "Zi Zi" came into his ears, and he closed his eyes reflexively.

Nothing happened.I feel like I'm on all fours.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already standing within the pulse shield unscathed. "Weird... I heard it hurts to touch this."

Suddenly, he suddenly realized, looked up at the sky, the black dragon had flown away.The rough-skinned and thick-skinned surface of the dragon's claw was burnt to a bloody mess, with a few wisps of blue smoke emitting from it.

"Drink the detective medicine quickly and tell me where the dragon went?"

The longbow brave man quickly drank the brown potion, looked around, and then fixed his gaze on the southwest direction, "It's two maps away from here, I'm not moving, hehe, it's indeed a near-death state... eh, etc?"

He held his breath and observed for a while, "It doesn't flicker anymore... the near-death state is lifted, what's going on?"

AT4621 was also very surprised. He called up the small map and studied it for a while, and immediately understood: "The direction you mentioned is probably the Dragon Cave. There is a healing spring in front of the Dragon Cave. This dragon...wouldn't be soaking in the spring water. Will the blood regenerate automatically?"

After all, he was about to set off with the big sword in his hand. After all, the blood bar of the evil dragon would be thicker one minute later.After running a few steps, there was no sound of footsteps following behind, "Don't just stand there stupidly, follow up!"

The bow and arrow hero smiled wryly, and pointed to his trembling legs: "Brother...I really don't want to fight with that thing anymore, I'll transfer all the ingredients and blood medicine to you, I'm sorry It's..."

Bubbles surged from the bottom of the magma, and the fiery red film gradually became transparent, reflecting the dull sky on the surface.It burst suddenly, leaving a shallow pit on the surface of the viscous magma material. The heat wave changed the air density, and even the scenery close at hand was distorted.The appalling "gurgling" sound is endless, making people fearful when they look at it from a distance.

The dragon crouched in the magma, only its eyes and nostrils were exposed, and its dark back was as long as a mountain.

The wound was healing, and the warm heat made him feel refreshed physically and mentally.On the other hand, it was anger that could not calm down at all.

After Asriel, there were very few battles that he could enjoy to the fullest, but there was never a battle that could make him feel so humiliated.Gray-black clouds piled up, as thick as an old cotton cover, depressing one's heart, thunder came muffled, and fine lightning was hidden in it - just like the mood of Chaos at the moment: violent anger, dull pain, and no way to vent.

This dark environment, the unpredictable battle, seems to have returned to that place again.There is a highly toxic miasma everywhere, and the plants have long since decayed, not to mention the delicate flowers and plants. There are only scorched earth, swamps, caves, and dragons of all colors.

They have different shapes and abilities, and each occupies one side.They were supposed to be brothers, but they fought endlessly day after day.

During that time, when Chaos saw whoever killed whoever he saw, he could see all enemies.There were several times when he was really about to die. He fell to the ground and lingered on the ground. What he thought about was not "who am I", "Why do we kill each other", "Where will I go after I die", these philosophical questions, just Thinking about taking another bite on the opponent's neck, and another claw on his abdomen.

As with Chaos, so with all other dragons.The sky obviously didn't change, but his eyes were often blurred by the rain of blood.

In retrospect, apart from bloodthirsty thoughts, there was deep helplessness in my heart at that time—just like now.

Every time he wanted to fight back, his whole body convulsed and pinned him to the ground, unable to move. He didn't understand how those humans with garbage equipment did it.Then Asriel seemed to appear, he said that Chaos didn't listen at all, only those few humans were in his blood-red field of vision, he wanted to crush, pierce, and burn them, making this battle theirs nightmare!

But why did everyone come here?

He himself was injured, fell to the ground, and was held down and slashed. He could also interpret it as "looking for an opportunity" and "ready to go."But he fell down on his territory, and after suffering such a serious injury, he still struggled to get up and continue fighting.His bloody back taunted Chaos cruelly again and again.

Isn't it like he has nothing to do?

"You are here."

Chaos opened his eyes.The brave man in a mess stood on the shore, holding a longbow and carrying a big sword behind his back. The mid-level equipment on his body was tattered, lacking armor and armor, as if it would fall off if touched.And these couldn't hide the sharpness in his eyes at all.

AT4621 rushed here fully armed, panting from exhaustion, but when he saw the dragon shrinking in the magma pool recovering blood, he couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, it turns out that Blazing Calamity will hide and secretly recover blood, like Like a cowardly novice player!"

The air wave came close to his face, AT4621 subconsciously rolled on the spot, and backed away five meters away, the right cheek was still burning red.He didn't care about the burns, the dragon was already close in front of him, and the blue flames could be seen in its mouth. AT4621 rubbed his face, pulled out his big sword, and faced the dragon. He was so excited that he tightly held the hilt of the sword with both hands, pointing directly at the dragon's heart.

"Now it's just you and me." He licked the corner of his chapped mouth, "...that's good, no one is in the way at last."

After finishing speaking, he exerted force on his toes, and his whole body flew towards the dragon like an arrow off the string, and soon he was wrestling with the dragon.He understands that long-range tug-of-war will put him at a disadvantage, the damage of mid-level bows and arrows is too low, but the flames of Blazing Calamity can kill him.The melee combat has a low fault tolerance rate and a short dodge time, which is extremely challenging to operate, and this is precisely the only thing that AT4621 can rely on.

Of course, the Flaming Calamity is not the unresponsive type. The sharp claws and the tip of the tail swing like swords and swords, and even more ferociously breathe out flames, blocking all the few gaps.

"Oh! Damn it!" AT4621's left foot felt hot, and after a short period of coldness, it started to hurt.He looked down and saw that the boots were scorched black.Before the burns occurred, he raised the knife and cut his chest, using the pain to force himself to divert his attention—this was not his real body, and with the goal of winning, he forced himself to the limit of his endurance.

"Boom——" the dragon made a sound from his throat, which sounded like a roar and a grin.

Blood spilled on the ground, feeding the cracked soil

"You'll stop laughing soon, bastard!" AT4621 walked under the dragon's belly more cautiously, stabbed several holes, turning the blade around each time before pulling out/drawing/out.Human blood and dragon blood flowed into rivers, clearly distinguishing Wei from Wei.

AT4621 kept taking deep breaths, and every time he exerted force, the wound burst out with blood like a spring, and now the edge of his field of vision has gradually dimmed.But the dragon didn't seem to be having a good time, its wings fluttered, and it was weak when fighting.

They fought for dozens of rounds, their gazes firmly fixed on each other, "That's right, it was a fun battle." AT4621 shook his head, shaking off the mixture of blood and sweat that covered his eyes.This wasn't a fair match in the first place, so he used the method of blocking bugs at first with peace of mind.Around him, some people play games for entertainment, and some people play games to escape reality, while he studies games as seriously as preparing for a final exam.Boys of the same age slam dunks, shoot goals, and enjoy the cheers of the audience as the main force of the team, but he carries the whole audience in every e-sports game, and all he gets is doubts like "good games are dead houses".

In his freshman year, he was invited to participate in the national e-sports league for amateur players. In the end, holding the championship trophy, he was thinking about how to save travel expenses from the meal money.His parents were afraid that others would know that their children's hobbies were not "reading books", "playing the piano" and "practicing calligraphy", but "playing games", as if a national trophy was not as good as a certificate of honor issued by the city.

"Zheng—" Sparks splashed in all directions, and an obvious crack appeared on the edge of the big sword, almost breaking it. AT4621 breathed hard, and tried to open his eyes to look at the dragon. The dragon was already on the verge of death, half of the wound was scabbed and half was foaming with blood.

"It's a little bit close..." Both sides had only a trace of blood left, but their bodies had already been overdrawn and lost consciousness.

"The dungeon time is over, the challenge failed, exit the dungeon after five seconds."

"It's too late..." AT4621 heard the prompt, and his consciousness was gradually transmitted, and he vaguely saw the dragon with an expression similar to his own. "It's a pleasure to fight with you."

Long was interrupted from his nap by the noise of the freight company, squinting his eyes, and saw rows of convoys approaching from the direction of the castle.

"Uncle Smelly, you are so noisy! I will burn these guys to death now!" Chaos hovered above the castle, threatening with evil words.

Asriel was so busy that he didn't even bother to talk to him: "Don't you dare! I have my own copy, and you don't know what to say before you leave."

Chaos seems to have just realized that Asriel is going to move away, and he fluttered his wings as if he was touched for a moment, and patted towards Asriel with his claws: "Then you leave my things, in my copy It's all mine!"

"Don't get in the way." Asriel made a backhand, and the metal gauntlet collided with Chaos' sharp claws, leaving no scratches.Chaos only felt a huge force coming from the opposite side, but he couldn't move any further.The muscular dragon claws are stopped by the thin human arms, which looks very funny.

After the bug of Asriel's participation in the war was discovered, the producer found it very interesting. Not only did they not make a patch to cover it, but they found someone to write code to strengthen Asriel until a new copy was released, as well as a new The boss—Azriel—is also the only humanoid elite monster.

When I heard about it, I was afraid that Chaos, a beast, would be bored, so I decided to come to see him from time to time, and found that he really didn't care - he didn't care.

Two figures gradually approached them, and when Chaos recognized their scent, he immediately raised his neck vigilantly: "Hiss—what are you doing here, do you want to die?"

Contrary to the murderous dragon, the brown-haired young man said in amazement: "Hey, the dragon is talking, speaking human language!" The black-haired man beside him replied helplessly: "I told you about the beast in this game!" The language system is very mature, you just don’t believe it.”

"AT4621, it is of no benefit for you to challenge the Blazing Calamity during the maintenance period." All of them looked at him coldly.

"Challenge? No, no, you misunderstood. Look, I don't have any weapons." AT4621 spread his hands and said that he was unarmed. When I entered the company, I ran into this guy, and he insisted on dragging me to see you two."

The black-haired man referred to by AT4621 bowed slightly, his amber eyes were clear and transparent. "Tch." Chaos turned his head impatiently, "Uncle stinks."

"Hey..." The handsome man couldn't hold back his smile, "What uncle smells, I'm so rude."

"Huh? Are you the Asriel player himself?" Gu Quan couldn't help but look at him a few more times, "You have a pretty good face."

"Thank you, I made it up to myself~" The man naturally accepted the compliment, "After the producer told me about Asriel's bug, I came here to help out a little. I never expected to meet this kid again... ...." The man's voice trailed off, and then he started again: "Ah, Asriel's account has been confiscated, so my current ID is Patrick."

"The copy of Asriel still needs to be debugged when it's just opened. I may have to wait until the operation is stable."

"That's right, anyway, the players are not here for the blazing calamity, or for Azriel." Sandwiched among these elite monsters, he was suddenly a little depressed.

"Ah, I—" AT4621 raised his right hand like a primary school student, "I'm here for the Earthball Beast. I only entered the pit when I saw the Earthball Beast on the promotional picture on the official website."

"Kah?" "Huh?"

"Then you always come to kill me?!"

"Hmm..." AT4621 frowned, "I always go to your copy because I like it, what's the problem?"

"Pfft——" Patrick held back a smile, "You'll forgive me, but this kid likes chubby wild animals the most."

Unlike AT4621, which was punctured and yelled awkwardly, the whole beast was gloomy: "round, round..."

However, Chaos suddenly blesses his soul, and he shouted happily: "Whole, so you really are fat—"

"you shut up!"

Thinking about getting along with these guys in the future is annoying.