The Uncanny Valley Travel Guide

Du Zijun stared at them wordlessly. At this moment of nervousness that would break at any time, there should be a complaint to ease the current atmosphere. Usually, dead nerds like Xie Yuanyuan or Hua Ying act as the slow-release agent. However, Xie Yuanyuan At this time, there is no news, and Hua Ying... His body and soul are left in the sinking Huangquan.

If Xie Yuanyuan was still there, what would he say?Du Zijun was a little distracted. He imitated Xie Yuanyuan's thinking and thought blankly. He would definitely say something like "Are the army and the government gone? No one cares? How can a group of players save the world?" Bad talk.

There was sudden silence all around. Du Zijun lowered his head and saw Xi Ling blinking his big eyes, looking up at him inexplicably.

He raised his eyes, and the elites headed by Li Rong and Yu Hongyao looked at him in amazement, Yu Hongyao said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to say such things."

Only then did Du Zijun realize that he actually uttered that rotten remark without realizing it. It was so natural, as if Xie Yuanyuan had possessed him.

He shrugged his shoulders, had nothing to say, and just took a step forward.

"Leave Fafnir to me," Du Zijun held up the Witch's Twin Spears, "it's the dragon. You can divide the rest among yourself."

The shadow of the giant dragon flying wildly has covered the ground from the sky, it roared, and spewed down the world-destroying fire—but it didn't spit out its ghost cavalry again.All this started from the Ragnarok version, and there are traces to follow. Du Zijun thought that He Qin once told them that the players' corpses no longer turned into white light and disappeared in place. It is very likely that the holy nun closed the inner world, or The result of the world being artificially occupied.He couldn't figure out the key point at that time, but at this moment, Du Zijun understood why the people from Muspelheim came to die again and again, without fear of failure or death.

...Because death and failure are one of their destinations, they are sloughs that can be shed, and they are the roads that must be passed.

If only that kid Wen Zheliu was here, Du Zijun would be able to guess more things as he looked at the dragon flying across the sky.

When they met again on the battlefield, the mad dragon also saw him, and they looked at each other, with each other's shadows reflected in their pupils.Seeing Fafnir again, his mood was actually much calmer than last time, Du Zijun smiled indifferently, and silently made a mouthful:

Look, beast, I can kill you the first time, and I can kill you the second time.

Fafnir understood his sarcasm, roared madly, and swooped down on Du Zijun!

This is the second time Du Zijun has fought this opponent. The first time, he had nothing but a Ghost Rider's naginata; The ice-cold firearms that are not man-made objects, equipped with A-level armor all over the body, blatantly smashed into the clouds, reaching the height that a dragon can reach in an instant!

The dragon's pupils shrank, and Fafnir stared at the figure that appeared in front of him in an instant. It was so small, but it could tear apart the existence of the dragon... It seemed that the pain and fear pierced by the thunder still remained in his chest. Fanier said heavily: "Human beings..."

"You are human too." Du Zijun smiled ferociously, "If you are really a dragon, then you are really a lowly dragon who is also too afraid of death."

Fafnir responded with burning flames. It did not come alone. Tens of thousands of bone dragons danced in the sky with it. There is a bit of charming beauty faintly revealed in the terrifying scene, Du Zijun is being surrounded by layers of dead dragons.

A circular field expanded from the monstrous flames, and when the dragon flame passed by, the air melted into golden-red drops, but it was actually blocked by a human.The domain bounced away violently, and the deadly flames splashed in all directions, splashing the bone dragons that were close to it and screaming repeatedly.

"The item is the authority. The higher the level of the item, the higher the authority to unlock the game." Du Zijun held the Witch's Twin Guns. It was the barrier formed by these two guns that blocked Fafnir's attack. "Yes, now I finally understand that."

The giant dragon narrowed its eyes in surprise, the bronze eyelids half covered the blood-red glowing dragon pupils, it carefully flapped its majestic wings, and hissed, "How can a mortal body disobey the dragon's wrath... "

"For you, if you want to become stronger, you must liberate your spirit and will, and regard yourself as a real god of death, a real dragon, and a real wolf that devours the world..." Du Zijun smiled coldly, and he slid from his waist. He pulled out a dagger and took off its scabbard, "After abandoning my identity as a human being, I can certainly say that I am the supreme god, why do you humans resist me and other nonsense. But it is a pity, Bullshit can only be bullshit forever, just like you have abandoned your identity as a human, and you can only be reduced to a bunch of lowly wild dogs, and you can't be noble gods and dragons."

——The bullets of Tumo are pouring out!The gems inlaid in Scarborough Market look like two purple moons, swaying magical brilliance surrounded by bone dragons.At some point, Du Zijun had bitten the blood-stained blade of the dagger, and the two guns spit out fire at a rate of more than two hundred rounds per second.This pair of weapons has long surpassed the concept of "guns". They are like two miniature mobile forts, covering the sky and the ground, and there are flames exploding in all directions!

The group of bone dragons rushed up one after another, and then their bones were smashed by the explosive ammunition, and the empty metal shell casings were splashed down from the sky, really like a never-ending torrential rain.In fact, the ammunition loading in Scarborough Fair is also limited. After it is completely empty, the user's blood volume must be squeezed to convert the bullets. For a full 5 minutes of indiscriminate shooting, the rate of fire exceeds [-] rounds per second. , Fafnir couldn't get close at all, and could only be suppressed by the overwhelming bone dragon group as cannon fodder.

"Props with unlimited bullets are incompatible with any firearms and weapons above A-level. You can't always use offense as defense!" The dragon flew high into the sky, and the light and shadow in the sky were distorted accordingly. Many grotesque and unreal illusions appeared behind him, "Accept death, accept the fate you must face!"

Du Zijun bit the short knife and didn't speak. Fafnir suddenly realized that the short knife must be some augmentation item, otherwise this human being would not be able to use the A-level attack weapon so recklessly.

It turns out it guessed right.

[Prop name: The last token]

【Grade: A-】

[Activation type: Instant activation]

【Cooling time: none】

[Attack Power: None]

[Effect: Players who carry and activate this item can get a blood lock buff. When the blood volume is lower than 1%, the remaining blood volume can be doubled for an unlimited number of times. When the remaining blood volume is ≥ 50%, the buff Props fail.

Note: This is a one-time item. 】

[Equipment level: 40]

[Introduction to props: Hold on!We can win! 】

The blood-locking prop [Last token], as long as the user does not release the wearing, it will always take effect, and the user's blood volume is firmly fixed between 1% and 2%. Even if the number of uses is only one, it is still It is a prop that can be called a BUG, ​​and it is invincible when paired with a weapon that burns blood.

Fafnir roared furiously, and the group of bone dragons was like a vortex whirling wildly, but the tongue of flames that exploded indiscriminately was like a black hole that never returned, smashing all the snow-white keel bones that rushed forward to bite into pieces that splashed all over the sky. Burnt black slag, Wanfu dare not get close!Du Zijun roared: "Come on! Beast!"

Fafnir is unwilling to admit his fear. In its eyes, this person is an irrational psychopath. Under his indifferent appearance, there is a heart that is more crazy and hungry than anyone else, and his obsession is even stronger than theirs. These pioneers vowed to change the world, but how could this be possible?

It also remembered the moment when this man fought with himself in the underworld, his body was covered with blood, only his eyes were as bright as blades, as bright as a wilderness burning with wildfire.He really put aside all the death to snatch the enemy. The technical terminology in the game should call this sacrifice style. Only lunatics who don't care about life and pain will choose this style of play, because the life of the enemy is above all else, and the enemy His death is worth giving everything to light the fireworks of celebration.

It roared wildly, exhaling golden-red flames, more beautiful than the sunset glow of the gods, and swept towards Du Zijun regardless of the bone dragons who followed it.In the flames, another tiny ray of light passed through the group of dragons and the raging storm in the sky. It brushed against Du Zijun's cheek, and Du Zijun couldn't dodge it. The fragments of the bone dragon collided.

This shot was too fast and too sudden. He didn't drink the red medicine, and he was relying entirely on the effect of this A-level item to continue his life. His blood volume was 1% and he was in a hurry. He threw it out of his hand, whirled and hit the unfolded bone wings, splashing golden sparks.

Fafnir was overjoyed, his dragon eyes rotated slightly, and he saw several giant alloy birds flapping their wings not far away, supporting the skinny figure standing on it.

"Garm," the dragon hissed with joy, "you've come just in time!"

The hound of hell, wearing a pitch-black bridle mask, pale and unmortal, said in a low voice, "Master asked me to help you."

The status in the myth is the level gap among the members of Muspelheim. In the absence of Hella, the god of death, the status of everyone else is higher than that of Garm, so Fafnir's attitude towards him is also very contemptuous.

The area of ​​the armor immediately opened up, resisting another wave of attack by the bone dragon.Du Zijun drank five bottles of big red medicine and big blue medicine in a hurry, raising his body function to about 80% in one breath.At this time, everything in his body is exquisite, standing still in the field, only the black hair that has not been cut after a long time is flying around, he laughs in a low voice, will be convulsed and trembling due to overuse Wrists tucked into cuffs: "What, two against one?"

In fact, Garm could destroy his booster, something Du Zijun didn't expect.A group of bone dragons are encircling the outer circle, and the firepower of the witch's double guns is sprayed at 360 degrees without a dead angle in the inner circle. It is possible that no more than one in a thousand can break through the encirclement, but the mechanical bird controlled by Garm can actually fly at such a tricky angle. Short knife, I have to say that since the Ragnarok version, everyone in Muspelheim has improved their abilities.

"Any other back tricks can be used." Garm turned to him, his voice seemed to be filtered through an electric current, and there was a distorted cruelty, "Including your... the mermaid who was once burned alive by the leader .”

The corners of Du Zijun's eyes twitched slightly. Hearing Fafnir laugh wildly, he seemed very satisfied with Garm's provocation.

He said softly, "You want to see what else I can do, don't you?"

The underground battle was in full swing, and He Rui didn't make a move. The Inquisition and DK's cooperation was already very tacit. They blocked Hela and Ymir's dead ship at the other end of the Rainbow Bridge; Skull and Hati pressed down on the ground and beat fiercely; Li Rong and Yu Hongyao joined forces to block the worldly python Jormungandr, and everyone else, except for the Qing Xiaobing line, was sniping the demon wolf Fenrir.

Among them, Du Zijun fought against the giant dragon Fafnir by himself, which naturally attracted the attention of many people. Seeing that he was going to withstand the joint attack of the two giants of the enemy alone, Bai Lichun couldn't help being anxious. Shout: "President!"

Yu Hongyao's robe fluttered with big sleeves, as if hiding a whole universe. He heard Bai Lichun's cry, and without turning his head, he knew what the child was thinking. He said sharply: "You don't need to rescue him, Don't make trouble for him!"

Bailichun gritted his teeth reluctantly, and stared fiercely at the battle situation in the sky.

"Yes," Fafnir exhaled fiery dragon breath, "If you have any other abilities, just use them."

Du Zijun was thoughtful, losing an A-level booster and a pair of A-level weapons, but he was not impatient.Facing Longji last time, Fafnir was so frightened that he turned around and fled. Why wasn't he scared this time?

With the lessons learned from Ragnarok, there must be something strange in this.

"Okay," he had a smile on his face, if Xie Yuanyuan was beside him, he would have jumped up in fright and shouted, "then come on."

Du Zijun opened his empty hands, and the domain continued to expand. The edges and the body of the bone dragon rubbed off with molten flames. The tight black clothes that wrapped his body seemed to be spreading and growing. The metal limbs of the clothes broke out from the shell, making a piercing friction sound.

Fafnir was stunned, and Jam also remained silent, because they saw a pair of dragon-like fortified wings spread out behind Du Zijun, flowing with the glow of magma, followed by a second pair, a third pair, and a total of six pairs. Fan the wings of the dragon!But what kind of dragon can have six wings?

The mutation continued, as if an angry dragon had grown from that dress.The dragon was burning with flames, waving three pairs of wings that covered the sky and the sun, and the thin stream of light supported Du Zijun's whole body, like a manipulative string.He raised his arm, and the dragon opened its claws.

"Come on." He was still smiling.

[Prop Name: Sigh of Seraphim]

【Grade: A+】

[Activation type: Instant activation]

【Cooling time: none】

[Attack Power: Super High]

[Effect: This prop is a single-soldier combat platform. When the user activates the prop, the blockage of the prop will be lifted immediately, and the user will be presented with the operating form of the Archangel "Seraphim". 】

[Equipment level: 40]

[Introduction to props: Each of the four living creatures has six wings, and eyes are all over the inside and outside. They say day and night, holy!Holy!Holy!The Lord God is the Almighty One who was, is, and will be forever! 】

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Today's chapter is very difficult to write, my tears kept flowing, borrowing a sentence from You Neighbor... "Many people came to Wuhan in this way, people were far away from each other, stood there motionless, only heard Rivers and broken hearts."

But life still has to go on, no matter what, the living...cannot be more painful than the dead.

Dear readers and friends, I sincerely hope that everyone will be safe and happy. Let us wait for the arrival of spring together. At that time... let's go to see the peach blossoms in the spring breeze, and see those... friends who can no longer return to spring.

Please promise me.