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Lear traveled to the war chess game "Miracles" and became a refugee leader who was about to be beheaded. He found that he could still bring up the player's interface. [Found your army, loading the army interface] [A large-scale battle is about to begin, and map resources are being allocated...] [Wish you good luck in martial arts] A king of refugees who can obtain battlefield vision at any time and transmit information simultaneously was born. At that time, the heroes of the empire were in chaos. Knights raised their swords and charged, magicians called for thunder and fire. The hovering dragons cast shadows on the earth. In the shadows, demons peeped at the world. Lear rushes to the battlefield with his army, plants his banner, and ascends to the throne of the world.

The social animal traveled to a different world of swords and magic. Fran worked tirelessly and finally became the youngest and most powerful sword master in history. Fran died while fending off the witch's undead army. However. "Fran, plant flowers." "Fran, prune." "Fran, cook." "Fran..." Are you kidding me? I finally transformed from a social beast into a swordsman, only to turn into an undead after death and work as a beast for a witch? Fran works hard to conquer the witch and try to reverse this bad situation. Until-- "Fran, don't be in a daze." The witch said with a smile on her lips, "Today is your death anniversary, so you should celebrate it well."