Apocalyptic Legend: Taoist Priest Returns to Ruins

Global changes occur, and the game arrives. The prosperous civilization of the past collapsed overnight and became a bloody hunting ground where monsters were rampant and data materialized. Lin Yichen, an ordinary young man who was thrown into the torrent of doomsday by fate, did not awaken the power of law that could destroy the world, but was bound to a unique talent that everyone regarded as "seeking death"—— [Return to the Ruins]: The base hatred value of all monsters towards you is permanently increased by 20%. This means that in the sea of ​​corpse beasts, he will always be the brightest "lighthouse" and the first target of disaster. This also destined him to be unable to rely on the team and could only use his body as bait to walk alone on the boundary between life and death. While other survivors were struggling together in the safe zone, fighting for a piece of blue equipment, Lin Yichen had gone deep into the restricted area alone, using hatred as a blade to hone his unique survival rules in desperate situations—— The killing range is extended by bows and arrows, the battlefield rhythm is controlled by spells, and the art of critical strikes is fed by hatred. Others regarded him as the God of Plague and laughed at him for his "monster-inducing physique" which meant he could not survive more than three days. But he silently turned every siege and killing into a stage for reverse hunting. From the bloody apartment to the fallen subway, from the lair of the rat tide to the tomb of the Skeleton King, he shuttled among thousands of armies, calmly drawing his bow under the roar of the lord. Until the catastrophe came, millions of corpses came to the last line of defense of mankind, and the steel city wall trembled and collapsed in the roar. When all the superpowers retreat, and when the strongest players also show despair—— The figure who always walked alone finally returned from the wilderness. Behind him was a terrifying battle pet that was unimaginable to ordinary people; in his hands was a killing blow filled with thousands of hatreds.