Legendary Reckless Online Game

The blood domain sword cut off the tree trunk, and struck the ogre's right shoulder with unabated force, cutting off his right arm and a small half of his shoulder on the spot.

"Ouch!"

A painful roar came from the ogre's mouth, and Song Zhan turned sideways to avoid the stinking spittle.

With a kick on the crook of its leg, the ogre fell to one knee uncontrollably. Song Zhan swept the Blood Domain Sword cleanly and neatly, causing the headless corpse to collapse.

System: Kill ordinary ogres and gain 4000 experience points.

'The difficulty is moderate! But the experience is not low! It is indeed a war trial and a treasure for upgrading.'

Song Zhan crossed over the corpse, followed the troops, and kept moving forward.

Compared with the endless tide of monsters last time, this war trial is much simpler. At least from Song Zhan's point of view, it is very easy to gain experience by harvesting heads on such a battlefield with such a huge advantage.

On the battlefield, the sense of time has become very weak.

When the horn sounded again, Song Zhan raised his head, looked at the bloody sunset on the horizon, and slowly put down the sword wrapped in blood in his hand.

The war that lasted for most of the day came to an end temporarily. Under the magical cover of the two-headed ogre magician, the ogres who suffered heavy casualties slowly retreated behind the defense line.

Song Zhan looked at the experience bar that was almost at level 23 and nodded with satisfaction.

If he had more than an hour, he would definitely be able to reach level 23 directly.

The legion slowly retreated from the battlefield. In front of the military tent, Song Zhan saw Li Guoqiang and Wang Dafu again.

Compared to the look of excitement and anticipation before the war started, Wang Dafu at this time was like an eggplant beaten by frost, with his head lowered, and the face that occasionally raised it was full of confusion about everything he had said before.

Li Guoqiang looked at Song Zhan, who was covered in blood, and his pupils shrank invisibly.

At this time, Song Zhan was completely different from the harmless person he had been before. No one would object to calling him a bloody butcher.

"Brother Leng Hao, are you okay?"

Li Guoqiang asked Song Zhan.

"Ah, it's okay, just take a shower and it'll be fine."

Song Zhan was already very skilled at this. He picked up a bucket of water from the corner of the military tent and poured it on his body. After washing away the blood all over his body, the strong sun worked and quickly evaporated the remaining water.

"Boss, is this a war? I don't want to play anymore."

After a long pause, Wang Dafu covered his head, collapsed on the bed, and said desperately.

"Is there any way to get out? Boss, I think this kind of place is not suitable for me. It's too perverted."

Wang Dafu's little eyes jumped back and forth between Song Zhan and Li Guoqiang, hoping to get an answer in his heart.

Unfortunately, Li Guoqiang's next words severely shattered his fantasy.

"You can't leave. You can choose to commit suicide and use up your chances of resurrection, so you don't have to participate in the war."

Having said this, Li Guoqiang then asked: "By the way, how many chances do you have to be resurrected?"

"I had five."

Wang Dafu was even more desperate. Even if one death here only deducts 5% of the experience, five times is still 25% of the experience, which is a quarter of the level.

This is a number that no player can ignore.

"Five times? That's fine. Next time there's a battle, just rush in and die five times."

After Li Guoqiang finished speaking with a smile, he received a series of eye rolls from Wang Dafu.

"By the way, Leng Hao, how many chances do you have to be resurrected? I have six."

Li Guoqiang looked at Song Zhan curiously. The chance of resurrection is not a private matter. On the contrary, the more chances of resurrection, the more it represents a person's comprehensive strength.

"I have nine chances to be resurrected."

Song Zhan didn't hide anything and answered directly.

"Damn it, boss, you have nine chances to be resurrected. Doesn't that mean you will die four more times than me?"

After Wang Dafu heard this, he looked at Song Zhan with pity, as if he felt sympathy for his experience.

"..."

Li Guoqiang had a black line on his face. You must know that the average player has four or five resurrection opportunities. Six times is already very rare, and seven or eight times are even rarer. Those who have nine resurrection opportunities are really big.

Man, as a result, he suffered more.

Judging from his serious look, he really thought so.

Song Zhan also looked at Wang Dafu dumbfounded. This man's brain circuit seemed to be different from that of normal people.

System: The first phase is over, and the next phase will start twelve hours later, when everyone will join the battle again.

Looking at the system prompts, Song Zhan spoke to the two of them, lay back on the bed, and clicked to log off.

The night is already deep.

Song Zhan got up from the game room, wore comfortable pajamas, and went to the kitchen to heat up some prepared cooked food.

It's already past one in the morning, and Qian Siwen has already gone to bed.

After Song Zhan finished eating quickly, he quickly lay down and fell asleep.

...

A night of silence.

Early the next morning, Song Zhan got up early as usual and began his unremitting morning exercises.

The heavy rains in the past two days have taken away the last trace of summer heat in Nancheng. Autumn has officially entered Nancheng, which has a unique feeling.

Song Zhan ran around the community twice, and then had breakfast at a familiar breakfast restaurant. During the period, he also watched a lively quarrel between two aunts over a seat.

After the aunt left, he, like many other diners, left the breakfast shop contentedly.

Just after returning home, Song Zhan's cell phone rang.

It was a video call from Qian Siwen. Song Zhan sat on the sofa and clicked to accept it.

Qian Siwen blinked his big sleepy eyes and gave Song Zhan a big smile.

"Good morning, master!"

"Good morning, little lazy boy!"

"I'm not a lazy person, huh!"

Qian Siwen wrinkled his nose and looked at Song Zhan fiercely, as if he had been greatly bullied.

Song Zhan said quickly: "Okay, okay, I'm not a lazy guy, I'm a cutie that everyone loves."

"That's pretty much it," Qian Siwen nodded with satisfaction, and then said excitedly: "Master, did you go to the Emerald City yesterday?"

Song Zhan was stunned and nodded subconsciously.

"I saw you in Shenwu Chronicles, you are so handsome!"

When Qian Siwen said this, he lost all sleep, and was so excited that the thin blanket covering his body was lifted off.

Suddenly, infinite spring light bloomed in front of Song Zhan's eyes, and the white waves formed into one, almost swallowing up Song Zhan's consciousness.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. After reacting, Qian Siwen immediately wrapped the thin blanket around his body and said to Song Zhan with a blushing face: "What are you looking at!"

"Of course you are looking at my little cutie! Can't I even look at my girlfriend?"

Song Zhan withdrew his gaze without finishing his thoughts and replied rationally and confidently.

With this gangster look, Qian Siwen gritted her teeth. If Song Zhan were by her side at this moment, she swore that she would leave rows of teeth marks on his body.

"You bastard...where did you just say that?"

Song Zhan chuckled and replied: "You said I'm very handsome."

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