Legend of the Asura

Tianlong Square has always been bustling with all kinds of people. At this moment, a strange grey black light flashed in the center of Tianlong Square, and after the light, a man in black appeared there.

The appearance of this grey light immediately attracted a lot of attention as players were always following the white light when they went online or returned to the square resurrection point. But as soon as they saw the man, they could no longer leave. Because it's a real weirdo.

Black clothes, black shoes, black capes, black gloves, he was completely wrapped in black except for that face. Even that revealed face was faintly covered in grey black - not by clothes, but by nature. His eyes, sharp as eagles, were so scary, as if they were not human eyes, but belonged to a fierce beast who wanted to eat people, making people feel cold. If you look closely, those eyes seem to be releasing a horrible dark light.

He did not make any stops after his appearance, let alone measure this long-running Tianlong Square. Instead, he walked southwest with no expression and did not pay any attention to the attention of others.

Where he went, people retreated unconsciously and avoided him, but his eyes still focused on him. His appearance, his expression, his eyes and that faint breath made them feel like they saw a walking corpse.

A player approached him with curiosity and said as he walked: "This dude is so cool! Makes you feel like a dead spirit! Hello... have you transferred a hidden position of the Undead..."

The sound stopped as if it had been choked off by the stiffness, and just as the player approached him at a distance of about three meters, a sense of being swallowed came from all parts of his body, allowing him to instantly chill from his body surface to his heart. That feeling was so horrible, as if someone had torn his life apart and brought him to death.

-1000, -1000, -1000...

Shivering all over his body, he didn't notice a constant red number of injuries on his head.

This sensation lasted only a few seconds in total, but the taste of a phagocytosis he would never forget, and when he recovered from that terrible sensation, he discovered with horror that his life was half empty.

He had no idea how long he had been in that completely dark space, and all he knew was that it had been a really long time. Though it had been a long time since he had died, no longer a living being, but a "reaper”, that mindful hatred had not diminished, and he had not forgotten every minute of it. Vengeance became almost the only belief in his survival. To that end, he could do anything.

Finally, the former Reaper was gone, the Reaper cemetery collapsed, and he came from the collapsed Reaper cemetery, reaching out to his hate target.

A map of Loiter Lv100 powerful monsters, Xiao Tian travels like lightning, turning a monster into his own experience. At this point, the caller rings. He immediately harvested his sword and fled to a place where a monster could not tread.

“… Yang Aotian appeared.” A steady voice said.

Xiao Tian frowned and quickly asked: "Tell me where he is. ”

“He originally appeared in the square and is now walking southwest, very slowly. And...” He hesitated and finally said: “He made people feel like a dead man. ”

Xiao Tian shrugged and said: "Okay, I get it, keep an eye on his movements. But if he finds out you're not following him, forget it. ”

Hanging up the caller, Xiao Tian was caught in brief contemplation.

Awesome, after nine months, you're finally back.

In the real world, Yang Aotian was situated in a basement he had arranged because he suddenly told him the other day that he liked a little darker.

So there he was, nine months in the game room, motionless, never coming out. He had sent someone to replenish him on time, but the reports surprised him - when the person he had sent replenished him for the second time, he found that none of his last replenishments had been used. And for nine months at a time.

For so long, he just lay there with no supplies. He almost thought he'd become a dead man if it hadn't been for the fact that the wind had said "don't worry” and that he was “online” in the game world.

From the naturally exuded death breath around Yang Aotian, he guessed something, so he didn't send any more people to replenish the nutrient solution. Instead, he asked people to keep an eye on Yang Aotian's movements during the rotation and report back to him as soon as he was discovered.

Now he's finally here, but instead of greeting anyone, he's headed straight southwest. Xiao Tian immediately thought —— there, it is the home of the Wolf Gang! It belongs to the Simon freak he hates who can't frustrate the ashes.

Does he want to fight the Wolves alone?

Xiao Tinton became restless and fought against a gang of nearly 100,000 people with one force. Besides the wind, he didn't believe anyone else could do it. He picked up the phone and just wanted to connect Yang Aotian, but thought a little and sighed again. Simon madly murdered his mother, almost killed her sister, and eventually even dug the graves to destroy the last trace of his mother's presence in the world. Such hatred is not shared! If he were him, he would do whatever he could to avenge himself, even after he had the power to do so, and could not listen to the dissuasion of others.

And yourself, it seems, should not be discouraged. Because revenge has almost become the sole purpose of Yang Aotian's life, what he should do most is support, how can he stop it?

He quickly connected to Chen Binger: “Ice, I'm busy now... well, let's go there to the Wolf Gang, and Ao Tian is back, most likely to go to Siemens. ”

“Ran... there's something I need your help with. Your Maple Leaf gang is close to the Wolf gang, isn't it?... Well, then, let some people gather there first, maybe there will be a gang war... Mmm-hmm! It's your sister's brother, Yang Aotian! ”

“No problem brother, do you Red Flames have a branch in the southwest of the Imperial City...”

Drop the phone, Xiao Tian immediately returns to the Imperial City and rushes to the location of the Wolf Gang with Chen Bingle waiting there.

The Emperor City of Tianlong is large, while Yang Aotian walks slowly. It took him almost an hour to walk from the heart of the Imperial City to the location of the Wolf Gang.

The footsteps of death are always heavy and slow.

Already caught up with him, Xiao Tian and Chen Binger followed him far behind, silently watching his dark back. Though far apart, they can still clearly feel a repressive breath of death and resentment.

His hatred, too deep, may have gone deep into the bone marrow and will never be extinguished unless it is crushed.

The huge “Demon Wolf Gang" sign appeared in front of him. Yang Aotian, with no expression on his face, finally had other moves. He lifted his head slightly and his mouth revealed a gloomy smile.

Die! Die! Die!!!

Two identical grey lights flashed simultaneously in his left and right hand, and after the silent light of death, his hands had added two strangely shaped pitch-black weapons. Right hand, over a meter long, a few centimeters thick pitch black stick, can't tell what kind of material it's made of. Left hand, a strange black blade nearly a meter long, without a blade handle, Yang Aotian's hand grabbed on the back of the blade. Look away. Its shape made Xiao Tian first think of the blade of the sickle without a handle.

The left hand is the cause and the right hand is the cause. From birth to death, from death to fruit, the mission of Death is to turn life into death and complete the circle of life and death.

So the names they put together are called -- cause-and-effect rounds!

It is one of only a few superartifacts in the world, speculated by countless people, but no one knows its master and its true identity.

Boo!

The left hand hits with the right hand, as it fits perfectly as if it were attractive to each other. Xiao Tian and Chen Binger in the distance saw the true face of Yang Aotian when the causal circle was held back by his hands. That was clearly a horrible sickle with the breath of death.

Reaper's sickle - karma!

Xiao Tian took a hard sip and whispered to Chen Binger: “With this chilling neck, I have reason to believe that our fears are redundant. Perhaps there is no need for us to do it. ”

With the sickle of death in his hand, he took the steps of his destiny to his first goal.

All those who prevented him from avenging himself were his targets for harvesting life.

The 100-metre radius around the gang site belongs to this gang, which is equivalent to a gang activity square, with many members of the Wolf gang on rotational duty. In the middle is the gang hall, the whole hall is as big as a hill, and the way non-internal members want in is to break down all defensive doors. At the centre is the central hall of a gang, which houses the plaque that determines the existence of the gang, which is destroyed and the gang is delisted.

Without a formal gang, a real force cannot be organized. It's like no monkey gathering without a big tree in the sky. That's why the competition for the first building token is so fierce. Because everyone wants to own this first "big tree in the sky."

But if the tree falls, the end of "tree falling apart” will never be avoided.

When Yang Aotian stepped into the gates of the Wolf Gang and entered the square, every guard received an automatic alert from the system. They mostly shrugged and lazily looked at who was coming to die this time.

The modus operandi of the Wolf Gang is well known as despicable, and there are often angry players who seek revenge, but none of them end up returning to their homes.

But this time, they sensed danger from this weird man's instincts, and a cold breath that made his heart beat so hard.

“This is the territory of the Wolf Gang, get out!” A temple guardian with a heavy gold shield stood in front of Yang Aotian, pointing a short hammer in his hand at him and drinking.

As soon as the voice fell, the black figure in front of him disappeared. The last second before he fell, he saw a flash of black light.

The shadow of the reaper was as glamorous as a shadow, and after his sickle had crossed his body, he left behind a black number, killing the 82nd Temple Guardian in seconds.

Die!

The power of death is not in any way an attack, but a high enough probability of "instant death” to terrorize anyone. So is cause-and-effect rounds. 60% Instant Mortality puts it in a powerful super artifact queue with an attack strength of only 1300.