Jogo do Destino Absoluto
Estranho: "Se você pudesse trazer para a vida real as habilidades que aprende no jogo, como técnicas de artes marciais, energia interna, métodos taoístas, poderes sobrenaturais... Você jogaria esse tipo de jogo?" Jogador: "Claro que jogaria! Existe mesmo uma chance dessas?" Estranho: "E se, ao morrer no jogo, você também morresse na vida real? Ainda jogaria?" Jogador: "Deixe-me pensar... Hmm, acho que jogaria, desde que eu fosse cuidadoso e evitasse provocar monstros de nível alto." Estranho: "E se a dificuldade do jogo fosse tão alta que até um pequeno monstro na entrada da vila pudesse derrotá-lo facilmente, ainda jogaria?" Jogador: "..." PS: Já tenho seis romances de alta qualidade com mais de um milhão de palavras publicados, pode ler com tranquilidade.
Jogo do Destino Absoluto
Poison Dragon Swamp—
This deathly land, shrouded in toxic miasma, was teeming with buzzing giant mosquitoes and poisonous mud mushrooms that continuously emitted noxious fumes. Mud giant crabs prowled between the pools, baring their claws in search of prey, while elusive colossal predatory worms lurked beneath, dragging any nearby creature into the murky depths to devour them.
Not to mention the fearsome legendary poisonous dragon said to dwell deep within the swamp—the Ink Scale.
This place was nearly forbidden territory for humans, with only the bravest daring to set foot here.
Yet at this very moment, a pioneer team of nearly a hundred was advancing deeper into the swamp.
The entire group had already spread out in squads, forming a vast arc-shaped search front.
At the center stood their leader, Zhao Qingyun, commanding his subordinates.
“Squad One, shift a bit right, spread out more to widen the search area.”
“Squad Three, you’re too far ahead.”
“Squad Four, deal with that mud crab over there quickly—don’t let it disrupt our formation.”
“Everyone, stay alert. We’re here to slay a dragon. Once the battle starts, follow my orders to the letter. Anyone who dares disobey will know the consequences.”
Zhao Qingyun glanced around the misty, toxic swamp but still saw no sign of the dragon. A twinge of impatience stirred within him, yet the treacherous terrain kept him on high alert.
With the Divine Walk spell active, the muddy ground didn’t slow his pace, but seeing his comrades stumble and wade through t
