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Simon cautiously approached the basement he had been to before, although he knew that he would not be able to resist the sneak attack of the vampire mage even if he was prepared, but his habits still could not be easily changed, and Simon seemed to return to his previous life of bullets.

In this supernatural apocalyptic world, the invisible magic power is undoubtedly the deadliest danger compared to the weapons and equipment visible to the naked eye, but when the physical power reaches a certain level, it still gives people a primitive and rough impact, and the purest violence is often more dangerous.

Simon swore that when he came before, there would never have been such a watchdog at the door.

It was a large, fleshless and skeletal dog with only white bones, almost the size of a brown bear. With its sharp teeth tinged with a metallic sheen and a soul fire burning in its hollow eye sockets, it stood up and leaned sideways to take in the intruder's appearance.

Simon smelled a putrid smell in the air, and he saw a pale gray gas escaping from the skeleton dog's mouth, and a chilling sensation swept through his body. Simon couldn't help but think of the image of a dragon spitting flames, this skeleton dog was by no means the kind of creature that could only fight hand-to-hand, and its unknown breath attack was probably more terrifying than its bite.

The skeleton dog in front of him seemed to still retain its old habits, and it crouched on the ground and roared at Simon, a long barbed tail sweeping towards the ground like a steel whip, leaving a deep dent. It is not in a hurry to attack, but to warn Simon, and it is clear that its mission should be to guard the entrance behind it, and it will take precedence over eliminating the invaders.

Simon was also relieved to see that it didn't pounce directly, his heart was full of vigilance against large predators, these natural hunters were fierce existences, and even Simon couldn't imagine the combat power they showed after being endowed with supernatural powers. Simon's mind was reminded of the corpse hounds he had seen before, terrifying creatures he could never defeat.

Simon looked around, because it was the edge of the hall, there was not a single pillar, and it seemed relatively empty, and this environment was obviously very unfavorable to Simon. However, Simon will not choose to retreat no matter what, he has decided that he will not give up easily, he will fight in the face of any danger, not to mention that he still carries the hope of his companions.

Holy Sword Heavenly Fire, Simon is bound to win!

Simon began to cast the Fireball Technique, the most instant-lethal spell he had ever mastered, and he hoped that he would be able to deal as much damage to the Skeleton Dog as possible with this first attack.

Blazing energy converged into a cloud, and bright fireballs flew towards the massive skeleton dog at the caster's command. Sensing the intruder's attack, the Skeleton Dog nimbly ran towards Simon in a zigzag shape, and after failing to try to dodge the fireball's flight route, it slammed its body directly into the fireball.

"Boom!"

The large skeletal dog with scorch marks swooped out from the flames, and the huge mouth mixed with sparks opened towards Simon, and the gray breath fanned out, Simon had already been on guard, and jumped to the left to turn out the attack range of the gray breath.

The gray breath filled with the smell of corruption did not have any effect on the environment, and Simon did not have time to think about the type of breath when the skeleton dog had already pounced on him. Simon looked at the close fangs and cast the spell he had prepared.

"Fight the Necromancy!"

A flash of white light instantly struck the Skeleton Dog, interrupting its attempted bite. Plunged it into a brief state of confusion. Simon took the opportunity to run towards the basement entrance, but he didn't plan to go straight in, because he knew that two legs would never outfit four legs.

Hearing the footsteps of the skeleton dog behind him resuming the pursuit, Simon turned around and unleashed a smashing soundwave.

The concussive sound wave swept over the skeleton dog, which was already injured by the fireball, and immediately broke and destroyed a large number of bones, and the originally majestic skeleton dog also became broken, but the power of death still carried through its body, and it pounced on Simon at unabated speed, and its interlaced fangs were eager to tear apart the flesh of the living creatures.

Although it is not pretty, Simon can only choose a lazy donkey to roll under the skeleton dog, because of the lack of flesh, the gap in the skeleton dog's movement becomes very obvious. But before Simon could straighten up, with a sharp cracking sound, the spiky tail stabbed Simon like a needle. Simon tried his best to dodge, but was still impaled in the left shoulder by the tail of the skeleton dog.

"Hmm, it's clear that the dog's tail has no offensive power, how the hell did you grow."

Simon endured the pain and grabbed the bone tail with one hand and pulled it out of his body.

Stimulated by the blood of its prey, the skeleton dog appeared to be extremely excited, and the soul in its eye sockets swelled after that, and its movements became faster and more powerful.

"Hey, how did I not know that my blood still has a stimulant effect?"

Simon was caught off guard by the suddenly strengthened skeleton dog, and his abdomen was clawed by the skeleton dog, and he was immediately drenched in blood. Blood dripped down his clothes and the air filled the air with a strong smell of blood, and Simon felt the rust in his mouth increase.

The Skeleton Dog was another ferocious bite, this time Simon did not dodge, he made an unbelievably agile movement, he jumped backwards at the same time, his body leaned back, and his legs stepped fiercely into the mouth of the Skeleton Dog, with the power of the recoil, Simon quickly flew towards the entrance to the basement.

The Skeleton Dog was stopped by this kick, and his body froze and missed the best opportunity to pursue Simon. But when it spotted Simon away, it immediately ran towards the basement, and was fast enough to catch up with Simon before Simon could enter the basement.

As soon as Simon landed, his body shook and almost fell, and it was fortunate that his legs were not fractured by the impact just now, but his right leg was more seriously injured, and once he exerted force, there would be a sharp pain. But at this time, he didn't care too much, and Simon began to run wildly towards the basement.

Simon didn't know what he was going to do when he got to the basement, his current actions were completely supported by a conviction, and he didn't want to die without even seeing the appearance of the holy sword.

Simon was sweating profusely, sweat mixed with blood running down, and feeling the wind blowing on his cheeks, Simon felt a tingling sensation that wanted to shed tears. Simon's mind was only left with the thought of running, and he expelled all the distractions, and his whole body seemed to turn into a machine just for running, abandoning all unnecessary functions, just to run, to run with life.

The moment he stepped into the basement entrance, the skeleton dog had already pursued, and the gray corrupt breath came from behind him, and Simon, whose consciousness began to blur, jumped forward with his instinct, but in the air he was sprayed by the breath!

As mentioned earlier, the passage to the basement is a shaft-like vertical shape, with a spiral staircase descending the wall. Simon, baptized by the gray breath, fell from the sky, and the light of the Holy Sword Heavenly Fire on the platform at the bottom flickered like candlelight.

Simon's body at this time was like a mummy that had been drained of water, his skin was dry, his muscles were atrophied, his hair was mottled, and the whole person seemed to have become a thin old man who was about to die, but only his eyes were extremely bright, like the bright stars in the night sky.

Simon, who has suffered a lot, feels truly alive at this time, and although he has been trying to fit in with this world ever since, an illusory sense of alienation has been haunting him. The world seemed to him like a dream, a game, a bad reality show. He couldn't tell whether he was dead or alive, and since he woke up, strange things had appeared in front of him, and even he had mastered a supernatural ability called Arcane, which could create flames out of thin air, just like magic.

The Black Knight, the Bloody Warrior, the Corpse Hound, the Vampire, the Mercury Skull, and so on appeared in front of him, Simon felt like he was watching a fantasy-style horror drama, feeling terrible and novel at the same time, as one of the actors, he was carried by a series of things to get to this point, like a puppet on the stage, without any sense of existence.

Who are you?

I'm Simon, a Ranger.

The Ranger won't have a hole in his chest, you're not human at all, are you?

I'm human, I'm not a monster, and I don't want to be a monster.

People can't live, maybe monsters can, why not try?

Pain can be cured, but loneliness cannot.

How is it possible for a man to defeat a monster?

The battle between monsters is not called defeat, but eating; Only people can defeat monsters, and they can only be people.

Am I a monster?

You are me.

"The meaninglessness of suffering, not suffering itself, is the curse that overlays humanity."

Simon is not a masochist, and he certainly wants to live a better life and be better than everyone else. But Simon, accustomed to the suffering and disappointment of the end times, can only find the meaning of his existence from the familiar pain, which is the greatest irony for him. Under the endless torture of the outside world and the heart, Simon's already exhausted heart in the last days always has one hope, a hope that all people in the last days have, that is, all the survivors will let down their guards and intrigues in their hearts and cooperate sincerely. This hope is like a glorious soap bubble, fragile but dreamy.

Simon may not be the only dreamer, but he is definitely the most persistent person, so the pain he endures is far beyond ordinary people. Only that kind of setbacks and tribulations can make a strong person, and at this moment, Simon, who finally faces himself, begins to shine with dazzling light, which is the perfect light of the perfect match between the soul and the body, the most precious part of human nature finally emerges from the dark swamp and rises to become the pillar of Simon's spirit, and the rangers of the other world finally take root in Essos.

Although Simon's spirit is sublimated, his body is still weak, and he is in free fall, and in a few seconds he will fall into a meatloaf.

But at this time, Simon's eyes did not hesitate at all, and his determined eyes exuded a strong confidence, and he stared directly at the holy sword that was getting closer and closer, and the flames burning on it seemed to sense his gaze and began to dance wildly.

"You're mine."

Simon stretched out his hand downward and shook it as if by the throat of fate.