This is not a game, this is another real world. Others play games, but I have somehow become a "special player" in this world. I have the same health bars, skills, and backpacks, but there is one more fatal rule: if you die, you are really dead.
The guardian's face changed from black to red, from red to purple. It has lived for eight hundred years and has never been humiliated like this by a Level 15 human.
"Shut up!" It opened its mouth, and a black energy condensed in its throat.
Chen Ran's eyes lit up and his mouth opened.
That's it now!
He exerted force under his feet, activated the Wind Step, and shot out like an arrow.
Before the guardian's black flame bullet could be spit out, Chen Ran had already rushed under its chin.
Holding the sword in his right hand, he aimed it at its open bloody mouth and thrust the sword into it.
Armor-piercing attack!
A sword penetrated its throat.
-8500!
The guardian let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, and the black flame bomb exploded in his throat, leaving his mouth bloody and bloody. It covered its mouth and took two steps back, tears bursting out.
"You! You! You!" It pointed at Chen Ran and its voice changed its tone, "You are despicable. I have never seen such a shameless human being like you."
"Why am I being despicable? Why don't I feel it? I feel good!" Chen Ran spread his hands and shook off the black blood and saliva on them, "You opened your mouth and asked me to hit you. Do you blame me?"
"Besides, you have such bad breath that you almost killed me. It seems that you will need to prepare some masks in the future. Each one will stink worse than the last one. Who can stand this?"
Reader comments
The storyline is compact, not procrastinating, and innovative. I hope the author will continue to update it.
The storyline is compact, not procrastinating, and innovative. I hope the author will continue to update it.