Before I became the legendary boss

The world is not equal for all.

From the moment of birth, a person's situation, position, and attitude towards things most of the time have been determined.People always subconsciously safeguard their own vested interests, and regard those who disagree with them as hostile.Because we subconsciously understand that since the world can give us everything we have now, it may take it away at any time.All we can do is to strive for more bargaining chips that are tilted towards ourselves, so that we can always stand in a superior position and not be eliminated by the world.

So in many cases, the difference is not people, gender, race, or other things that are visible to the naked eye.

The difference is the position.It is where you place yourself in this big world.

He Rong didn't have this "position" from the very beginning.

He is like a homeless traveler with nothing, looking for a reason why he exists with a lonely heart.He walked all the way, saw all the way, experienced all the way, and finally understood one thing:

These different types of games, with all kinds of strange dungeons, can be regarded as miniatures of the Three Thousand Worlds, and how to face these worlds and solve all kinds of dangerous problems is up to the players themselves.

What kind of person do you want to be?

What choice do you want to make?

What do you value most?

You have tried your best, invested time, energy, and emotion, what kind of ending do you want to achieve?

[Virtual World] It greatly expands the most real side of the heart.It makes people break away from the shackles of reality, face the most real desire in their hearts, and make everything invisible.

In the majestic and majestic palace of the Kingdom of Nott, a black dragon with three heads spread out its wide bony wings covering the sky and the sun, and roared thrillingly to the four of them.

[Name: Calamity Demon King

Level: LV.70

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Attributes: Magic/Fire/Water/Earth

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[Stage [-]: Flames of Doom]

In an instant, the giant dragon soared into the sky, flapped its wings, and forced the players back several steps.Its head on the left side tilted down slightly, and from the mouth of the dragon spewed out clusters of flames, which sprinkled the entire field in a spiral shape.The flames spread outward like ripples, forming layers of flame seas, which made it impossible for people to get close, and could only evade in all directions.The flames covered the sky and covered the sky, constantly changing its shape.Players are not only prone to blood loss during constant running, but also have no output.

"No! The faucet must be dropped!"

Uncle Qiu was the only powerful long-range DPS in this team, and Uncle Qiu couldn't move when he cast magic, so the other three immediately gathered around him, protecting him in a triangle shape.The blazing flames rushed towards his face, He Rong first activated the protective shield that could resist all damage, and it could persist for about 1 minute.After him, He Xiangyang activated the main T's injury-receiving skill, and counted all the blood lost by the other people on his own head.The two of them alternate in this way, which reduces the MP consumption of the nanny group.Then there is Nan Yi, who not only needs to cooperate with Uncle Qiu to deal damage, but also needs to observe the surroundings at all times, remind a few people to move, and try to avoid getting burned from the front.

"Take five steps to the southeast!"

The four of them moved while focusing on the matter at hand, orderly and without any chaos.The barrage in the live broadcast room was filled with 66666 in an instant, which is too awesome! ?What is consciousness?This is simply the dungeon consciousness textbook of the boss!

The dragon head on the left was thus wiped out. It wailed and hung its neck and turned into ashes.At the same time, the faucet on the right was raised high.Accompanied by a deafening roar, the black giant descended to the center of the arena. The earthquake caused by its huge body made everyone fall to the ground, and they could only crawl and wait for the strong earthquake to subside.

[Second Stage: The Flood]

I saw the dragon's head stretching its neck and chanting, as if calling the wind and calling the rain, causing lightning and thunder in an instant, and heavy rain poured down.In an instant, it was up to people's knees.Now the players not only struggled to move, but also felt a tingling sensation.The blood bar is also slowly shortening.

Uncle Qiu used floating magic to immediately fish everyone out of the water, but the duration of the magic was very limited.The water continued to rise, and the dragon attacked everyone in the water.Densely packed water bombs hit their faces, and they had already tried their best to avoid being shot down, and they had no time to fight back.At such an urgent moment, He Rong thought of an idea, but it might make people uncomfortable...

"It's about this time! Don't care if it's useful or not, let's use it first!"

He Xiangyang roared loudly.

He Rong nodded, and immediately activated the [Dimensional Channel] - "Come out! Barnacle Monster!!"

A large sheet of barnacles was seen rising from the water, carrying the four of them on a hard shell full of visual pollution.Then the barnacles quickly gathered and switched forms, instantly turning into a thick water snake, carrying the four of them galloping towards the boss.

He Xiangyang: This is too exciting! ?

The BOSS raised its long tail and swept towards them, setting off a turbulent sea, flooded with water bombs.But the barnacle snake did not show any weakness. It nimbly took the player through the gaps of the water bombs, and continued to swim around the belly of the dragon, allowing the player to attack at close range.The enraged dragon bit off the barnacle snake's throat, but barnacles immediately filled the cut, giving them many opportunities to attack.

Finally, the second head was also knocked down, and the flood receded in an instant.He Rong drank the medicine to refill his deficient MP, and nervously stared at the last faucet that exuded an ominous aura.

With a flash of blood, the black dragon head slowly opened its eyes.

[The third stage: the return of despair]

The black dragon let out a roar that resounded through the sky.The entire palace began to shake again, and rubble continued to fall from the towering dome of the palace, and several people had to hide in a corner for refuge.In this cloud of smoke and dust, the dust from the collapsed rocks automatically gathered together to form statues.Some are erected on the ground, and some are suspended in the air.

When everyone took a closer look, those statues looked very familiar—they were the thirty "Goddess" statues on the top of the Holy Cult's headquarters tower.

However, they no longer had the demure and pure beauty on the top of the tower. All the girls' faces were gloomy and gloomy. Some covered their faces with their hands and seemed to be crying, while some pinched their own necks and fell into madness.

【I'm so scared...I'm so scared...Who will save me...】

【Mom and Dad...I don't want to die...I want to live...】

【No!why me!Why was I chosen! 】

【Mom said that as long as I dedicate myself, everyone will be able to live a good life... But I can't see this day...】

[I don't want to die!don't want to die!don't want to die! 】

That is the voice of a dying person no matter how firm his faith is.The girls seemed to be happy and consecrated themselves to the world amidst the cheers of the people.They may have been telling themselves that they can save everyone in this way, which is a great and glorious thing.But the more they suppress their own nature, the more the pain in their hearts grows crazily—that is the despair after a person's most basic [right to life] is completely stifled.This despair turned them into the demon kings they wanted to destroy, and came to the world again in the form of destroying everything.

Can you say that their original choice was wrong?

Without their self-sacrifice, there would be thousands of unfortunate people on this continent.

But are they doing the right thing?

No matter when, everyone's life is unique.Not to mention these pure and kind girls who are like flowers.

So uncomfortable.

Whether it was the players present or the audience in the live broadcast room, they all felt extremely solemn at the same moment.What's more cruel is that at this time, the black dragon is in a state of immunity to all damage. Players must personally destroy these statues that are constantly screaming, in order to defeat the black dragon.

Uncle Qiu looked up at the floating statues, and spoke slowly and heavily.

"Next, I will use floating magic to pull everyone up to a high place... Let's jump on those statues and destroy them one by one..."

In order to liberate the souls of these girls, they had to suppress their unbearable hearts and raise their weapons.Each statue has its own blood bar. After smashing the statue and running out of blood bars, the girls will say "thank you" softly to them... The broken stones are scattered all over the sky, and the white powder is scattered in succession, like a song that is soft and yet beautiful. A funeral song for hopelessness.Many viewers in the live broadcast room could not help but wet their eyes.

In this way, the players destroyed thirty statues one by one, and finally ushered in the final battle.

At this time, the black dragon had become berserk. It shook its head and flicked its tail to prevent them from approaching, and breathed out black flames, causing the fire to spread to all corners.It resisted violently and roared, as if it wanted to do its best to keep its own figure in this world, and let this land full of crimes always remember this shocking pain.However, its health bar continues to shorten during the siege of players.The black dragon let out a mournful cry that sounded like a sob, and fell to the ground dying.

He Rong put away his staff, followed the system prompts, walked up to him and inserted the holy sword into the black dragon's chest.

He stared at the slightly closed red eyes that were full of tears, and said softly, "Let's go, go back to the person you love."

As if the black dragon understood what he said, he closed his eyes completely and disappeared in place.

At the same time, the vengeful spirits on the entire Astraia continent were purified together.They broke away from the shells of animals or plants one after another, and floated up to the sky.Although they have long lost their ego and can't remember who they are and what they have experienced, they still feel the warmth and relaxation that they haven't had for a long time.The undead slowly melted in the sunshine, as if they had returned to their mother's arms, and finally fell asleep in peace.

The game has progressed here, and it has a good ending.Everyone let out a long sigh of relief.The four looked at each other's embarrassed faces and laughed in unison.Even though they were so tired that they couldn't stand still, and their bodies were covered with exhaustion and soreness after the war, there was an indescribable warmth in everyone's heart.

However, at this moment, a burst of pressure hit the unsuspecting four.They fell to the ground all of a sudden, their limbs were pinned to the ground and could not move.Can't even pick up a weapon.

What happened? !

Players and spectators alike were amazed.Then a voice came from behind them.

"This is the end?"

The blond-haired and blue-eyed former hero—Naren appeared behind the door between the Demon Kings without anyone noticing, and beside him stood the saint of this country.

"Then, should we get down to business now?"