Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

"The Invincible Tyrannosaurus God of War, the tough guy who recited the Analects while laughing loudly, wielding his fists to kill monsters, the reckless man who single-handedly killed his way through the monster base, how could I really forget him?"

“Those were great days.”

That was his memory of what happened not long after he became a superhuman, a past that he could never go back to.

Hundreds of years have almost erased his memory, leaving only a trace of sealed beauty deep in his soul, the figure that he once hoped would appear again to save him in despair.

"It's a pity that although we are destined to meet again, we have missed each other for hundreds of years. If it were you, then everything would make sense. Just like before, nothing could stop you."

The Sword King leaned back, staring blankly at the sky, smiling strangely.

"Fuck the goddess of fate, you are such a bitch."

"King of Swords, why is this happening?"

Zulong, dressed in a black imperial robe, had a calm expression, and his sharp eyes like an eagle shot straight at him.

"If you have had any history with that person, feel free to tell me. With this person's extraordinary talent, I can negotiate with the gods to exempt him from reincarnation, grant him special privileges, and allow him a special position."

Hearing this, the Sword King suddenly laughed loudly, shaking his head as he laughed: "It's meaningless. He won't accept anything here. The only thing he will do is rush over with a grin and punch you in the head, calling it - martial virtue is virtue, physics is reason. He is convincing people with virtue and reason."

"I have granted him longevity and privileges, so why not?" Zulong was not angry, but asked in a deep voice, "You outsiders are trapped here, and your former great power has all dissipated. Is there anything else you can rely on?"

The Sword God spread his hands and said, "I don't know, maybe there is, who knows? When I met him, I was just a D+ level player who prayed to the Buddha and God for advancement. At that time, he was just a newbie who officially participated in the dungeon for the first time."

"Or... it's possible that he doesn't have any other special support at all, but he is simply very strong, so strong that he can easily defeat all of us here, so he decided to confront us and overturn the table and stop playing."

Better than all of us?

Zulong frowned slightly.

Such words are too absurd.

Even if he really brought in some power unique to outsiders, the kind called "supernatural", so what?

He is just a mere human being. Even if he can transform into a creature like a dragon, he is just a body of flesh and blood.

How can it survive under the saturation artillery bombardment of sufficient equivalent?

Besides

I am just a mere mortal, how can I compare to the omnipotent God!

What does the other party rely on?

Zulong fell into deep thought.

But the conference room had already exploded.

It was as noisy as a high-level meeting in Huaguoshan.

The Sword God's voice trembled slightly. "You said that when you were still at level D+, this person was matched with you, and he was only participating in his first dungeon at that time? Are you crazy or is the system crazy?"

"This is the truth, believe it or not."

The Sword King shrugged, rested his head on his hands, and crossed his legs on the table.

An expression that says "I've arranged it, do whatever you want with me."

"I can tell you responsibly that not only was it his first match, but mine was also a qualifying match. You can figure out how valuable it is. Anyway, I think with that guy's strength, it would be better for him to just throw himself in and be killed."

"He was able to crush me with a D+ when he was just a D-, and now he is an S+ and seems to have reached the level of a god. What's the point of me playing? Just surrender. I can die peacefully before I die, if he still remembers a small person like me."

After realizing who Lu Wenwu was, the Sword King simply lost the courage to confront him.

It really started.

It seemed that in his heart, Lu Wenwu was the completely insurmountable mountain and the sea of ​​suffering that he could never cross.

"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible, it's simply a fantasy!"

The burly god glared at him with an expression as if he wanted to eat someone.

"In the first dungeon, you ranked D to advance to C. Do you know what this means? Do you know how high a hidden score is required? There are only a handful of people like that even within the Blue Star. How could we not have heard of them?"

“Never heard of it? Haha.”

The Sword King seemed to have thought of something funny and burst into laughter again. He laughed so hard that he was out of breath and had a stomachache.

He squinted his eyes and looked at his colleagues who were looking at each other in bewilderment, and his eyes became more and more weird.

"How could you not have heard of him? You should have heard of him. Most of you should have seen him. He was very famous."

"Back then, he suddenly appeared in the world. Amid the mocking comments, it was easy for him and his dog. Oh, by the way, where's Maomao? Why don't I seem to see him?"

"Maomao? What is that?" the sturdy man asked in a muffled voice.

The Sword God gestured with his hand and said, "It is a golden retriever. Maomao is the name of the dog, and it is very close to Lu Wenwu. Don't underestimate it, the dog is also very powerful. The role it played in the dungeon was slightly stronger than mine."

"I think you are crazy. It's just a stinky dog. There was one before, but it's probably dead now. The life radar detected a signal." The strong man sneered disdainfully, "You boost others' ambitions but destroy your own prestige. The next time there is a newcomer coming, you old man should give up your position as soon as possible."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes, if you say yes, then it's fine. When the fist hits your head, you must not cry out in pain or call for help."

The Sword God spoke more and more presumptuously, and his whole body was filled with a sense of gangsterism.

"Oh yeah, you bastard probably won't have the chance to cry out in pain, because that guy's going to hit your head with one punch, and your head will probably be blown apart, haha! I can't wait to see this scene!"

"You old bastard, are you tired of living? I..."

"Silence!"

Zulong shouted harshly.

In an instant, the originally noisy conference room fell silent, leaving only the Sword God, who was still leaning on his chair lazily, looking nonchalant.

Zulong stood up, put his hands on the table, and said in a deep voice: "It is useless to say more now. With a powerful enemy at hand, we should not fight among ourselves! If you have any good ideas, please speak freely."

"You guys discuss your own affairs. I'll leave my command to you. You don't have to bother with me. I don't want to do anything. I just want to quietly enjoy his performance."

The Sword God took out an eyepatch from somewhere and put it on his eyes, then waved his hand casually.

"When the fight starts and we can watch the live broadcast, call me. I'm going to take a nap."

After saying that, he actually directly turned on the auxiliary sleep system and fell asleep in the conference room in front of everyone!

This caused the other members of the Eternal Council to be speechless and contemptuous.

I have already thought about it in my mind. After the world is restarted, I will impeach him and kick him out of the team of immortals.

They only need elites, not parasites!

For Coconut Juice City, today is destined to be a sleepless night.

The violent roar outside the city was hard to ignore.

The flames that shot up into the sky illuminated the night as bright as day.

Even those men and women who were high on drugs and engaging in primitive inter-biological communication on the street stopped moving their lower bodies because of the overwhelming heat wave and chose to find a place to hide.

"What on earth is happening outside?"

The gang leaders in the downtown area held a conference call, and someone asked the question with a worried look on his face.

As the most well-informed group of people in the entire Coconut Juice City, they were like ordinary people at this moment and had no idea what the fierce battle outside was causing.

With armed drones covering the sky, Zulong Yuan and Zulong Tang came out in full force and joined forces to fight the enemy.

Could it be that the super corporations have started a war among themselves?

If a civil war breaks out between super companies, will there be some opportunities for me to pick up bargains?

The crow, the second boss of the carrion birds, suddenly had an idea for no reason.

He has no evidence.

But his intuition told him that this battle might be related to the monster he had seen before.

The guy who could break into his own base with his bare hands, withstand tactical missiles in full view of everyone, and rush into the crowd to kill the former boss.

If it were him, could he defeat Zulong Company?

That shouldn't be possible, right?

The crow's originally uneasy heart suddenly calmed down. He poured himself a glass of wine and laughed silently.

After living for decades, I have become more and more timid.

How could anyone survive this level of bombing coverage?

Zulong Company will take action personally, even that monster will die.

Just as he was drinking his wine and thinking, a furious younger brother pushed open the door with a "bang" and a look of horror on his face.

"In a hurry to enter the biological recovery furnace?" Crow's hand trembled and he cursed unhappily.

The younger brother couldn't stop panicking, trembling and pointing out the window, screaming: "Boss, look out the window! There's a giant snake-like creature flying in the sky! It's on fire!"

"What nonsense! Are you f*cking crazy?"

Crow cursed and casually turned to look at the window behind him.

In just a moment, his body suddenly stiffened.

The exquisite crystal red wine glass fell to the ground, and the blood-red wine fell onto the soft handmade wool carpet, spreading in all directions.

A ferocious real dragon with black and red scales occupied his entire field of vision.

Scarlet clouds were born under its dragon claws, and the majestic demonic energy from the abyss obscured the sky and the figure of the real dragon.

The shining stars dimmed under the cover of the thick demonic energy, and even the bright moon hanging high in the sky lost its former brilliance at this moment.

"Boom!"

There was a sudden explosion of thunder.

Blood-red lightning streaked across the sky, stretching across the sky like a spear.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Raging thunder continued to explode, and endless blood-red lightning was intertwined and created.

The terrifying giant poked its head out from the thick "clouds" and spewed out fierce flames as thick as ink.

The flame had just left the dragon's mouth and it was unknown how far away it was from the ground, but the crow suddenly felt the unbearable heat.

It seems like doing hard labor in a closed wooden house under the scorching sun in the dog days of summer. It feels like being in a steamer.