The fire mage from the game world

For the next few days, players kept passing by Ye Huan.

Some players began to doubt their lives.

It is worth mentioning that Chen Yi did not look for it during this period, but found a place to practice, and there was always a little tail following him not far behind.

There are still 5 days before the end of the world.

Ye Huan's points are finally enough, and he can't wait to exchange B-level gene optimization potions and energy supplement blocks for adaptation from the system store.

The process of D-level and C-level is simple, so the potion comes with enough energy to maintain the consumption during gene optimization.

It's just that the energy required for B-level and A-level is too much, so additional supplements are needed.

With the completion of gene optimization, Ye Huan's strength has been enhanced again.

In just a few days, Ye Huan went from an ordinary person to the third level.

In order to give full play to the strength of this body, he also exchanged LV1 sword intent and corresponding combat experience.

Why is it a sword? Because Ye Huan thinks the sword is domineering enough.

After the exchange, I gently touched the exchanged weapon in my hand. It was the first time I touched the knife, but I felt as if it was an extension of my body.

Finally, I don’t have to be a mouse anymore.

There are still 3 days before the end of the world.

Zhang San brought a large number of divine personnel, searching and preaching.

Zhang San held up the faceless statue: "Miss here, are you interested in learning about religion? He is the greatest god!"

"Don't look at it anymore, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she will be nothing more than a dry bone after a hundred years. Faith in gods can make flesh and blood ascend!"

The old man choked: "What...what? I don't understand what you are saying. How could I be looking at a beautiful woman? I tell you, you are slandering me!"

Zhang San shook his head: "There is no one else here, no need to hide."

The old man was furious, holding his crutches high...

Then he lay down: "Someone come! Someone is beating! Someone is bullying the old man!"

Zhang San nodded and confirmed.

A 3-meter-thick tentacle stretched out from the magic weapon, crushing the old man and his cane together, leaving a deep pit on the asphalt ground.

The old man who appeared on the street lamp applauded and said, "Congratulations on finding me."

Zhang San shook his head and said, "I didn't find you. You exposed yourself."

"I have persuaded no less than 20...spiritual old men to join the Divine Religion. None of them can be like you, with such perfunctory eyes when they look at you."

"Oh, yes, how to describe it..."

"Boring?"

Ye Huan didn't expect that he was exposed because of this. It seems that he still has too little experience.

Standing on the street lamp: "The last question."

Zhang San did not refuse, and spread his hands to ask.

The people of the Divine Blessing Guild spread out and surrounded them.

Other ordinary people around wanted to run faster, and it is not ruled out that some secretly took pictures for the sake of fame.

However, they quickly vacated the space for fighting.

Ye Huan jumped down from the street lamp and stretched his muscles: "How strong are you?"

Zhang San thought seriously: "I'm ranked 258,720th in the third-level match. If I work hard, I should be able to get within 200,000. But among the people who came to this world, I should be able to rank in the top three to be modest."

Ye Huan's eyes showed enthusiasm: "So there are so many people like you, great! Great! This way I won't be lonely!"

"Well~ May my Lord protect you..."

Before the voice fell, several tentacles broke through the ground and rushed out.

With a flash of white light, all the tentacles broke off from the middle and fell on the cement and were still struggling.

A long knife appeared in Ye Huan's hand, and a huge knife energy rushed towards Zhang San.

Faced with the knife energy, Zhang San opened his arms instead, and a large amount of blood flowed out in just a moment.

As the knife energy continued to decline, more and more blood came out.

But is this blood a little too much?

As the sword energy disappeared, Zhang San collapsed to the ground as if he had lost his spine, twitching constantly, and his face flushed on the ground.

"Madman!"

After using the combat experience purchased by the system, Ye Huan could see that this guy deliberately took the blow.

The survival points did not increase, which meant that this guy was definitely not dead.

If a guy who deliberately tortures himself is not a madman, then who is a madman?

The members of the God's Blessing Guild on the side were not surprised. They held the scriptures and kept praying.

If the occasion was not wrong, perhaps it could really show a bit of sacred feeling.

The blood flowing out of Zhang San's body was like coming alive, constantly invading the surroundings, and soon dyed the asphalt and cement brown.

"Ah~ Sure enough, the feeling of being chopped by a swordsman is different~""But... why do I feel that the taste of the sword energy is a little off, there is a sense of disharmony."

"It doesn't matter, I have to kill you before the other guys get here."

"Boom!"

Tentacles kept emerging from the ground and slapped Ye Huan.

Unlike the previous tentacles, under the prayers of the gods and others, the tentacles were full of corruption and toughness.

A knife chopped on the tentacle, but it stopped halfway.

Ye Huan's pupils shrank slightly, and he saw that the juice of the tentacles was smelly, and the pale golden long sword stained with juice showed signs of corrosion.

He kicked the tentacle, pulled out the long sword and dodged other tentacles.

The shoes under his feet were quickly corroded, and stepping barefoot on the brown ground, he felt like stepping on something strange and had a disgusting touch.

"Truth..."

The huge tentacle stretched out from the codex in Zhang San's hand. Facing such an attack, Ye Huan quickly escaped into the shadows.

At the same time, he quickly moved through the shadows to a player of the God's Blessing Guild, holding a knife in both hands.

The player smiled slightly: "Welcome, my brother~"

An arc passed through the player's head

But the player did not change at all, but the tentacle on the side broke off.

Without giving Ye Huan a chance to react, the player suddenly exploded in the next moment, and the disgusting juice covered Ye Huan's body.

In the mental space, strange tentacles appeared one by one, with a faint murmur.

"My Lord's name is..."

"Joining the God's Church means we have..."

The strange murmur caused Ye Huan's mental space to begin to mutate, and more tentacles continued to grow.

"Get out of my head!"

The long knife transformed by the artistic conception kept slashing in his mind.

When Ye Huan was fighting in his mind, the ground under his feet suddenly cracked, and one tentacles after another appeared and smashed down fiercely.

"Bang!"

The tentacles smashed the ground, causing violent vibrations around, and the glass of the high-rise building shattered all over the ground.

However, Ye Huan was not in the center of the attack, so he hid in the shadows in advance.

"Is this the real fight?"

"Are other people's fights so disgusting?"

Ye Huan didn't know.

But the voice in his head made him a little impatient, and the artistic conception of the long sword kept swinging, but it was endless.

"System, where are these guys' attacks coming from?!"

[Ding! After testing through sound transmission, the juice is just a cover]

"So that's it!"

Ye Huan pierced the eardrum directly, and blood flowed out of the ear hole.

The pain calmed Ye Huan down.

After piercing the eardrum, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and there was no tentacles in his mind.

Zhang San was a little surprised. He had discovered it after just a few moments of fighting?

No matter how the other party discovered it, even if it was luck, it was also a kind of strength.

At the beginning of the battle, he was still unfamiliar, but he began to grow in just a moment.

It's a pity that such a talented person can't believe in my Lord. What a pity...

Zhang San closed the code in his hand, and cracks continued to appear on his body, as if the sound of leather being torn apart could be heard.

Tentacles stretched out from the cracks, and soon a nearly 20-meter-long octopus monster appeared.

At this time, the sound of a police car appeared.