Legend of the Asura

Dragon Square had always been bustling with people. At this moment, a strange black light flashed in the center of Sky Dragon Square. After the light faded, a man dressed entirely in black appeared there.

Players would always follow the white light when they logged on or when they returned to the revival point in the plaza. As a result, the appearance of this gray light immediately attracted a lot of attention. However, the moment they saw the man that had suddenly appeared, their gazes could no longer leave him. This was because he was a true freak.

Black clothes, black shoes, black cloak, black gloves. Other than his face, his entire body was completely wrapped in black. Even his exposed face was covered by a layer of grayish-black. It was definitely not made out of clothes, but something that was originally there. The most eye-catching thing was his pair of hawk-like eyes. His gaze was so terrifying, as if they weren't the eyes of a human, but a vicious beast that wanted to eat a human. It made people tremble with fear. Upon closer inspection, his eyes seemed to be emitting a terrifying dark-black light.

After he appeared, he did not stop for a moment, nor did he size up the Heavenly Dragon Square that he hadn't seen in a long time.

Wherever he went, people subconsciously stepped back to avoid him, but their eyes were still focused on him. His appearance, his expression, his eyes, and that faint aura made it seem as if they were looking at a walking corpse.

A player curiously walked towards him. As he walked, he said, "This guy is too cool! It gave people a feeling like it was an undead! Hey … Have you changed to a Necromancer Job … "

The voice stopped abruptly. When the player was about three meters away from him, a feeling of being devoured came from every part of his body, making him feel cold all the way down to his heart. That feeling was so terrifying that it was as if someone was forcibly tearing apart his life and bringing him death.

- 1000, -1000, -1000 …

Trembling, he did not notice that bright red damage numbers kept rising above his head.

This feeling only lasted for a few seconds, but he would never forget that feeling. When he recovered from that terrifying feeling, he was shocked to discover that half of his life was already gone.

He did not know how long he had stayed in that completely dark space. He only knew that it had truly been a very long time. Although he had been separated for a long time, no longer being a living person but a "Death God", that unforgettable hatred did not decrease in the slightest. He had not forgotten for even a second. Revenge had practically become the only thing he believed in. For this, he could give up everything.

Finally, the previous Death God no longer existed. The Death God's Graveyard had collapsed. He walked out from the collapsed Death God's Graveyard, extending the hand of Death God towards the target of his hatred.

A map of a Level 100 Wanderer monster. Xiao Tian dashed through it like lightning, transforming each monster into his own experience. At this moment, the communicator rang. He immediately sheathed his sword and dodged to a place where the monster couldn't step on.

"... "Yang AoTian has appeared." A calm voice said.

Xiao Tian's brows twitched and he quickly asked: "Tell me where he is."

"The place where he first appeared was the square, and now he is walking southwest, very slowly. "Also..." He hesitated for a moment and finally said it, "He gives off the feeling of a dead person."

Xiao Tian muttered to himself before replying, "Alright, I understand. I'll keep an eye on his movements. But if he finds out that you aren't going to follow him, then forget it. "

After hanging up the communication device, Xiao Tian briefly pondered.

Ao Tian, it's been nine months. You're finally back.

In the real world, Yang AoTian's location was in a basement that he had arranged for, because that day he suddenly told him that he liked dark places.

Therefore, he had been lying in the game room for nine months, unmoving and never coming out. He had sent someone to replenish his nutrient solution on time, but he was surprised by the report — when the person he sent to replenish his nutrient solution for the second time, he discovered that not a single drop of the last time's supplement had been used. And it was the same every time for nine months.

For such a long time, he just laid there without any supplies. If Feng Xiao hadn't said "Don't worry" before, and if he wasn't "online" in the game world, he would have thought that he had become a dead man.

From the aura of death that naturally emanated from Yang AoTian's surroundings, he vaguely guessed something. Thus, he did not send any more people to replenish the nutrient solution, but instead had them keep an eye on Yang AoTian's movements, the moment they discovered him, they would immediately report it to him.

Now that he had finally appeared, he didn't greet anyone, but instead walked directly towards the southwest. Xiao Tian immediately thought — that place was the territory of the Demon Wolf Gang! It belonged to the Xi Men Kuang who he wished to burn his bones and scatter his ashes.

Could it be that he wanted to fight against the Demon Wolf Gang alone?

Xiao Tian immediately became uneasy. To be able to single-handedly fight against a gang with close to a hundred thousand people, other than Feng Xiao, he did not believe that anyone else could do it. He picked up the communication device, and just as he was about to connect with Yang AoTian, after thinking for a moment, he sighed and lowered his hand. Ximen Kuang had secretly killed his mother and almost killed her sister. In the end, he had even dug up the grave to raise the ashes and destroyed the last trace of his mother's existence. If he were him, he would do everything in his power to seek revenge. He would not listen to the advice of others.

He shouldn't have tried to dissuade her. Because revenge had already become Yang AoTian's sole purpose in living, what he should do the most now was to support, so how could he stop it?

He quickly picked up Chen Bing'er, "Bing'er, are you free right now …" "Alright, let's go to the Demon Wolf Gang. Since Ao Tian is back, it's very possible that he went to find Xi Men Kuang."

"Little Lan... There's something I need your help with. Your Maple Leaf Gang's encampment in the Imperial City is very close to the Demonic Wolf Gang, right? … … Well, that's good. You can have some people gather over there. There might be a gang war later … Mhmm! "It's your big brother Yang AoTian, Xi Ruo's big sister!"

"Brother Wuji, does your Crimson Flame Gang have a branch in the southwest region of the Imperial City …"

After putting down the communication device, Xiao Tian immediately returned to the Imperial City and ran towards the Demon Wolf Gang with Chen Bing'er.

Sky Dragon Imperial City was huge, and Yang AoTian walked slowly. It took him close to an hour to walk from the center of the imperial city to the location of the Demon Wolf Gang.

Death's footsteps were always heavy and slow.

Xiao Tian and Chen Bing'er, who had already caught up to him, followed behind, silently looking at his dark back. Although they were far away, they could still clearly feel the oppressive aura of death and hatred.

His hatred was too deep, too deep. Perhaps it had already sunk deep into his marrow. Unless his body was smashed to smithereens, it would never be erased.

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The huge "Demonic Wolf Gang" sign appeared in front of him, the expressionless Yang AoTian finally made his move. Lifting his head slightly, the corners of his mouth revealed a sinister smile.

Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!

Two identical gray lights flashed at the same time in his hands. After the deathly silent glow, two strangely shaped pitch-black weapons appeared in his hands. On his right hand, there was a meter long pitch black stick that was a few centimeters thick. It was impossible to tell what material it was made of. In his left hand, there was a strange black blade about a meter long, without a handle, Yang AoTian's hand was grabbing onto the back of the blade. Looking from afar. Its shape made Xiao Tian immediately think of a scythe blade without a handle.

The left hand was the cause, while the right hand was the result. Life is the cause, death the result. The mission of the god of death was to turn life into death, to complete the cycle of life and death.

Thus, the combined name of these two beasts was … Samsara of Karma!

This was one of the few supra-divine tools in the world, and countless people speculated about it, but no one knew its owner or its true identity.

Clang!

His left and right hands collided together, and as a result, it was as if the two forces were completely attracted to each other. When Yang AoTian held Karma in his hands, in the distance, Xiao Tian and Chen Bing'er could see its true face. It was clearly a terrifying sickle that released the aura of death.

Death's Scythe – Samsara of Karma!

Xiao Tian swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said to Chen Bing'er in a low voice: "With this kind of aura that makes people feel cold at the neck, I have reason to believe that our worries are unnecessary. Maybe there's no need for us to do anything. "

Wielding the Scythe of Death, he walked towards his first target with urgent steps.

All those who obstructed his revenge were his targets in reaping the consequences of his life.

The hundred meter radius around the gang's encampment all belonged to this gang, which was equivalent to a gang's square of activity. There were many Demon Wolf Gang members standing watch. In the middle was the headquarters of the gangs, the headquarters was as big as a villa, and the only way for non-internal members to enter was to break through all the defensive gates. In the center was the central hall of a gang, with a plaque that determined the existence of the gang. Once the plaque was destroyed, the gang would be removed from the list.

Without a proper gang, it would be impossible to form a real power. It was as if they couldn't gather the monkeys without a big tree. This was also the reason why the competition for the first Guild Creation Token was so intense. This was because everyone wanted to own the first "sky-high tree".

But if the tree falls, it will never escape the end of "tree falls and monkeys scatter".

When Yang AoTian stepped through the entrance of the Demon Wolf Gang and entered the square, every guard received an automatic warning from the system. Most of them twitched their mouths in disdain as they lazily looked at the person who had come to die.

Everyone knew how despicable and despicable the Demonic Wolf Gang was. Many furious players came to seek revenge, but none of them ended up in defeat.

But this time, they could instinctively feel danger from this strange man, as well as a cold and sinister aura that made their hearts beat intensely.

Just as he finished speaking, the black figure in front of him disappeared. In the last second before he fell, he saw a flash of black light.

The figure of the God of Death was like a phantom, and after his sickle slashed across his body, it left behind a black number, instantly killing this Level 82 Guardian of the Temple.

Immediately!

The strength of the Death God was definitely not in its attacks, but in its "instant death" probability, which was high enough to cause anyone to be terrified. The same was true for the Samsara of Karma. With a 60% death rate, it would only have an attack strength of 1,300 points and would enter the ranks of powerful supra-divine weapons. "@

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