I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 644, pages 2.3-27: Guess Who I Am

As dawn broke, a loud bang, accompanied by a strong wind, echoed across the entire grassland map.

Immediately afterwards, the grass within a 20-meter radius of the teleportation array was burned to ashes and scattered in the air, leaving only soil still glowing with faint firelight and scorching residual heat.

Ming Jin glanced around and saw that the number of ordinary players had almost halved in that instant, because those who didn't have time to escape were burned to ashes before they could even shout.

As the sun gradually rises, it casts a golden glow upon the earth.

A boy with fiery red, tousled hair slowly appeared before the crowd, carrying a scythe even larger than himself. A gentle breeze ruffled the strands of hair around his ears, revealing his pointed elf ears. The excessively long strands of hair at the back of his head were casually tied up with a hairband, giving him a slightly unruly and reckless air.

His originally handsome face was marred by the black totem on his left eye, but it gave him a strange, sinister aura, making him appear ghostly, sharp, and full of mystery.

Those blood-red eyes slightly lifted as they glanced at the player in front of them, a cold smile that was almost contemptuous appearing on their lips.

She wore a simple white sleeveless robe embroidered with red plum blossoms, revealing her fair and seemingly slender arms. A black outer robe was draped over her arms, exuding a seductive and wicked charm.

"Maybe it's because we haven't seen each other for a long time, but I always feel that Zhu Yan's clothes are even more flamboyant than Qi's. Is it just my imagination?" Mu Yegui tapped his chin with his fingertip, puzzled.

"Is this the first time you've noticed? But this sleeveless, off-the-shoulder outfit with the robe draped over one arm is more like a lady's dress than something flashy. It doesn't look young or energetic at all." Mingxi's lips twitched slightly as she thought to herself.

Zhu Yan, who was in the distance, narrowed his blood-red eyes and heard the conversation between the two clearly. He moved his body slightly, but when he heard Agatha cough, he obediently stood still and listened to the reprimand.

"Your Highness, did you hear all the precautions I just mentioned?" Agatha pushed up her glasses, her eyes fixed on the absent-minded Zhu Yan, and reminded him.

"Huh?" Zhu Yan let out a blank "huh," clearly indicating that he hadn't heard a word Agatha said. While others might let things go in one ear and out the other, Zhu Yan simply wouldn't listen to a word Agatha said.

Agatha sighed helplessly and concluded, "In short, you shouldn't reveal your full strength right now. As the Duke of Arrogance suggested, just let them pass a little easier. You need to save your strength for the main battlefield later; it's not advisable to expose too much now."

The existence of this instance is illogical; at least until the reason for its appearance is clarified, it remains an unexplained instance. I've already sent people to investigate the cause. In short, treat this instance like a game and play it casually; don't take it seriously.

"Waaaaah, I'm so sorry, Your Highness! I lost! Waaaaah..." Lan stood beside Agatha, sobbing as she spoke.

Zhu Yan frowned in disdain, but ultimately said nothing.

He charged towards the player with a scythe in one hand, raising his hand to swing it, but before he could fully swing it, a 'clang' was heard, and the scythe was blocked by a short sword.

"Mu Yegui." Zhu Yan muttered to himself as he looked at the guy in front of him who had easily blocked his attack.

"Hmm, long time no see, Zhu Yan. Even though we meet under these circumstances, we should still be able to have a good game." Mu Yegui greeted Zhu Yan calmly.

She gripped the short sword with one hand, but even when facing a nine-ton scythe, her hand didn't tremble at all. Her posture was effortless and unperturbed.

"Although you say that..." Zhu Yan paused, then suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a crazy smile on his handsome face.

“Indeed, I can still kill you.” His blood-red eyes, filled with evil energy, stared straight at Mu Yegui, and his attacks became increasingly fierce.

Ming Jin stroked her chin, observing the two's battle. Then, she turned her head slightly and saw the two who should have been fighting together but were still watching. She said with disdain, "Why aren't you two joining in?" Ming Xi rolled her eyes at Ming Jin, pointed at the two whose figures were almost afterimages, and said, "Do you think the two of us can get in here in this situation? Forget about joining the battle; we'd probably be killed by our own allies the moment we stepped into the combat range. Samuro never distinguishes between enemies and allies when he fights; he only has a combat mode where everyone except 'me' is an enemy."

"Keep it up, I think you can do it." Ming Jin said casually, as if he hadn't heard anything.

“No, I don’t think I can,” Mingxi said coldly, looking at Mingjin.

Ming Jin remained silent for a few seconds, then raised her hand and took out a silver bow that shimmered with light from her spatial bag, and drew it to its full extent.

Without hesitation, he aimed the light arrow at the two combatants and said, "Hurry up and get in. I'll reluctantly open a gap for you. Even if it's just a dog hole, crawl in."

"Heh, even if you're considered a human, you're still a real dog," Mingxi muttered, then slowly walked towards the two fighting ahead, without even taking a weapon.

Ming Jin clicked his tongue, narrowed his lake-blue eyes, moved the light arrow that was originally aimed at the two of them away, and instead released the bowstring towards the sky. The light arrow flew out with the force of piercing the air the instant he released the bowstring, falling in a beautiful parabola.

Just then, Mu Yegui kicked Zhu Yan in the stomach, sending him flying. He landed right where the arrow Ming Jin had shot had fallen.

Ling Tong took a step forward and summoned his sword. However, he did not rush out himself. Instead, he held the scabbard, pressed his thumb against the hilt, and flicked the hilt forward.

The sword was drawn from its sheath, emitting specks of silver light. It flew straight forward, and Mingxi seemed to sense something, quickening her pace and running away in an instant.

And so, everyone witnessed this scene.

Mu Yegui kicked Zhu Yan away, and the light arrow shot by Ming Jin went straight through Zhu Yan's shoulder, leaving a few drops of scarlet blood.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw Mingxi rush to Zhu Yan's side and slightly raise her hand to grab the hilt of the sword that had just flown to his side.

Using the momentum, he slightly twisted his wrist and swung it upwards, successfully severing Zhu Yan's left arm.

The severed arm simply fell onto the grass, bounced a few times, and then remained still.

The instant Zhu Yan's left arm was severed, he raised his right hand, which was holding a sickle.

He ignored the injuries he had sustained, as if he felt no pain at all, and effortlessly swung the sickle at Mingxi with one hand.

Death is imminent.

I didn't finish writing?! I'll definitely finish this arc in the next chapter!! (With Zhu Yan around, it's basically a silly story; there's hardly any serious conflict, and besides, there might not even be.)
Regardless of the outcome, the background is that Ling Tong here hasn't used the resurrection item yet. Whoever dies can be resurrected immediately as long as the body remains, so there's no need to be too nervous or overly concerned about whether someone dies or not.

Long live the healer! Ling Tong is forever a god. With resurrection in hand, I have teammates.

The conversation between Agatha and Zhu Yan in this chapter is a foreshadowing.

The guard is the protruding part between the hilt and the blade that serves as a handguard.