Whose world-class drama are they criticizing?

Laibao, you're clearly just a little kid!

"Your goddess is very aloof to you."

"But it's not like that at all here."

Ryan delivered his final words:

—"She stood up and offered three toasts."

"Wow ah ah!"

Blood tears streamed from the Lich King's eye sockets as it roared, "Lane, I swear to kill you!!"

Chapter 133 Marathon boss... is truly the roof over one's head.

"Ryan, I swear I'll kill you!"

The lich was utterly enraged.

At this moment, all calculations are nullified.

Its entire body swelled with rage, its bones cracked and sprang, and will-o'-the-wisps burst forth from its eye sockets.

No tortoise could tolerate such a blatant insult.

"Let's just assume he went to learn some skills," said Yuzi, a Chinese gamer, tolerating the situation.

"Come, let's fight!"

The lich gave up on escaping. A ruthless person never runs away. Even with a double delay, it was determined to kill that little thief, Ryan.

Since the delay is twice as long, it's fine as long as the speed is also twice as fast.

It has four rings, while Ryan only has two.

However, in terms of rank and total magic power, it is more than twice that of Ryan.

The advantage still lies with him.

Enveloped in overwhelming magical power, the lich lunged directly at Lion.

"In that case, let's fight fair and square!"

At this moment, both sides' fighting spirit reached its peak. Ryan stared at the lich in front of him, which had swelled several times its original size. He took a deep breath, cleared his mind, and abandoned all distracting thoughts. He gripped the straw sword at his waist with one hand, and as magic power was injected, the straw sword emitted a faint buzzing sound.

【Straw Sword (Eternal Flame)】

By infusing magic into the spark within the sword, the burning straw can be transformed into a sword of eternal, blazing fire.

Blazing Flame is a special attack against all curse-type enemies.

And then—

'Dawn' Slash.

This is the ultimate strike passed down through the bloodline of the Lu Ming family, ignoring spatial distance. The Lu Ming ancestors once used it to break the dawn and usher in the dusk.

With Ryan's current magical power, he can only use Dawn Slash once or twice at most.

Without hesitation, he poured all his magical power into the strike.

This is the only way to break through the defenses of a fourth-ring lich.

With another showdown about to begin, the players around them were getting excited.

Since the second closed beta test was inactive, we can finally see some interesting performances.

As the flames and sword light clashed, Ryan drew his sword, cleaving the lifeless light in the once silent cafeteria.

When they looked up again, half of the lich's body had been cut off, while the other half was set ablaze.

With a single sword strike, it was cleaved in two.

It never expected that the swordsman in front of it, who was not even at the second level, could unleash such a deadly strike.

It even subtly gave it a taste of death.

Even if time were not slowed down, the lich could not escape.

Despite being on the verge of death, the lich was not saddened but instead rejoiced at being able to be close to death.

That's how it should be, that's how it should be.

This is the kind of battle the Lich King has been waiting for.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have died from such injuries;

But it is a lich, a lich cursed by death, its body scorched by the blazing fire beyond repair. So kill this body completely.

It ripped off its own head and crushed it.

Then it truly died.

But in the next instant, it revived from the bones scattered on the ground.

Each time you die, you can be resurrected by consuming magic.

As long as the soul remains and the magic is abundant, it can never be defeated.

On the other hand, Ryan's magic power was halved by a single sword strike, and the battle was already his victory.

"Come on, let's continue!"

Seeing that Ryan was about to draw his sword again, and knowing there was no way to dodge it, the lich put his hands on his hips and decided to stand still and let Ryan cut him down, waiting for the boy's magic to run out so he could only be at Ryan's mercy.

The players watched Ryan with concern, deep in thought: how should they beg for mercy after Ryan failed?

But at the same time, I felt secretly ashamed for having such thoughts in my mind.

"call...."

Seeing his first strike fail, Ryan remained unperturbed. He sheathed his straw sword behind his back, adjusted his stance, and took a half-step back, as if preparing for a second strike. The lich waited confidently, only to see Ryan retreat half a step, then half a step, then half a step again...

Are you going to cut it or not?

The lich was enraged.

It sensed something was wrong; was this kid going to run away again?

Just as he feared, Ryan turned and ran away.

"Still running?"

The lich was stunned and immediately gave chase.

Ryan ran, and it chased.

The two of them walked around the cafeteria in circles.

The players watched this scene with dark faces, and the shame that had just begun to arise vanished instantly.

In this space of death, the lich's speed was reduced by half, and with Ryan having practiced marathons for years, it couldn't catch up at all. As Ryan fled, he casually grabbed a bottle of blue elemental drink from the cupboard, and the lich followed suit.

While drinking his beverage, Ryan continued to mock:

"You can't win me over, just like you can't win her over."

"Wah! You brat, Lion, I swear I'll kill you..." The lich became even more enraged.

"For a lich, any wound in the body can be repaired, but what about the wound in the heart? That cannot be healed. They can only watch others' happiness with envy, their hearts bleeding, yet they must pretend to be invincible. To put it bluntly, even the most powerful lich is just a dazed skeleton whose flesh and heart have been hollowed out by society."

"Neither can I die, nor dare I live."

"Wow, you little brat Ryan, I swear I'll never forgive you... The lich's defenses have crumbled."

Wow, Ryan, you brat, we'll never forgive you... The players were also on the verge of exploding.

Since physical attacks can't harm the lich, let's use mental attacks.

But it didn't say that this mind attack has area-of-effect splash damage.

The players clutched their hearts.

I'm just here to play a game, Ryan, you're being a bit presumptuous.

Even if the lich is furious and slows down time by half, he still can't catch up.

It wasn't in a hurry, so it continued to slowly wear Ryan down, which was still a path to its own demise.

As time goes on, the gray death coverage in Daohua Town is also increasing. When the curse is full, everyone here will die.

"Dawn Slash".

After circling around thirty times, Ryan suddenly stopped and used 'Dawn Slash' on himself again. Although his body was cut in two, as long as there was magic, the lich could regenerate, while Ryan's magic was exhausted.

No, the restored lich's eye sockets widened.

Ryan's expression remained unchanged, showing no signs of depleting his magic power.

Where does he get so much magic power from just the second ring?

The lich immediately realized that it wasn't because Ryan had a large amount of magic power.

Rather, it's because his magic recovers incredibly quickly.

The lich and the players simultaneously realized this fatal misconception: in this realm of death, Lion has twice the time, not just twice the movement speed.

This means that his magic recovery speed is also twice as fast as usual.

Although the lich has more mana than Lion, Lion recovers mana far faster than he does!

The reason he ran a marathon around the cafeteria was to buy time to recover his magic power, so that he could continue to consume his energy once he had enough for the next round of 'Dawn Slash'.

The lich was horrified. After calculating, he realized that with this ebb and flow, his own magic would be the first to be depleted.

"She was so scared she cried."

The players were almost scared to tears. How could a boss template like you use the methods of evil players?!

Marathon boss is truly the roof over my head.

Chapter 134 means that Ryan won.

Ryan and the lich ran around the cafeteria a hundred times.

The straw chopping makes a clanging sound, and the dawn-cutting seems to glow.

During this long period of time, Lion unleashed Dawn three more times, and the Lich was cut in half three times in a row. If he wasn't finely chopped into bone paste, he was at least reduced to bone fragments.

The Lich King is about to see his great-grandmother.

Resurrection is different from healing; it consumes significantly more mana. After five consecutive resurrections, the lich's mana was completely depleted.

It was also cursed with death. It would not die even if its magic power was exhausted, but instead it would consume the soul stored in its soul box. If it continued to run, its soul would also be completely consumed.

During this long run of 100 laps, the Lich didn't just use ray tracing; it also made various other attempts.

The lich's most proficient magic is the undead summoning magic.

The wheelchair-based playstyle involves summoning a large number of skeleton undead knights and the like.

Every time it fought a powerful enemy, it used this tactic, and its troops overwhelmed the enemy with sheer force, making the wheelchair-based tactics invincible.

This time, it also used its best trick, summoning a huge army of undead.

Thus, the marathon duo run was successfully made possible.

It turned into a marathon group run.

Dispersing troops to encircle Ryan from both sides is useless.

Not only did he have summoning magic, but Ryan also had summoning magic. The group of Dark Ones finally got their chance to steal experience and assists, and rushed up to kill the scattered skeleton soldiers.

Even if the Dark One dies, they can be resurrected and quickly run across the map from the village entrance.

Because the speed in the cafeteria was reduced by half, according to the theory of relativity, the player's speed of running around the map was doubled, and they quickly respawned and arrived at their destination.

From this perspective, the player's resurrection speed is even comparable to the speed at which he summons them.

In a marathon, wheelchairs are useless.

Since summoning didn't work, the Lich King also tried ranged attacks, such as firing second-level spirit projectiles from a distance.

But the spirit bullet was only half the speed, and Ryan seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, so he rolled away to dodge it perfectly, leaving an afterimage on the ground.