In a barren land, dozens of people were fighting around the dragon, but none of them could really get close to the dragon.

The dragon unleashed a blood-stained storm around it, roaring and roaring, and the warriors and mages around him had no way to inflict substantial damage on it.

At this moment of great crisis, the leader of this group of dragon slayers remained on the top of the mountain in the distance and did not move for half a minute, he always watched.

The leader of the dragon slayers, a teenager, looked at it all, blood gradually covering his pupils, and his vision was only red and black. In his vicinity, the flow of time seemed to be slowing.

The demon dragon has already flown in the sky, its wings are overwhelming, and the casualties have been more than half, and in this war, the dragon slayers are already at an absolute disadvantage.

Finally, with the golden knife in hand, he walked down from the top of the mountain, which meant that the final duel began.

The boy calmly raised his knife and waved it at the demon dragon, and the storm around the demon dragon instantly collapsed, cutting off not only the storm, but also the majesty of this huge monster.

The demon dragon roared at the boy, and the dragon scales were furious! It recondensed the storm that tore through the heavens and the earth in the sky, and the figure of the boy was reflected in its golden pupils, and the terrifying storm hovered around the demon dragon.

This was the first time the dragon had actually attacked, and before that, it had been a little bit of a fight, not even a defense. It realized that the teenager was not simple, and finally got serious.

The storm converged and struck straight at the boy. The boy did not avoid it, and he chose to face the bombardment head-on. He held his blade to his chest and split the storm in two, and the storm flowed through both sides of his body.

Suddenly, the golden knife began to vibrate, and the dragon and the boy acted almost at the same time. The dragon flailed its wings so that it reached a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, and the two collided.

Both in strength and speed, the giant monster had the upper hand, pushing the boy to glide across the ground like a cheetah slaughtering an elk, as if the duel could end as soon as it wanted. The dragon pushed the boy to the side of the mountain, and it began to roar again.

But it was not a roar of victory, but a groan of pain. At the moment when the demon dragon came into contact with the young man, the young man used the golden knife in his hand to cut off the dragon's front claws, because the speed of his cutting was too fast, and even the pain was delayed, so the demon dragon felt the pain of the broken claws in hindsight.

The boy jumped up directly, he didn't give the demon dragon a chance to recover, he aimed at the demon dragon's head, and slashed down vertically.

The dragon's scales were sliced open, and bright red blood erupted like lava from a volcanic eruption. Then, the boy flew up on the dragon's head and landed on the dragon's body, and he stuck his knife in the dragon's back, and then ran down its back. Blood poured out of the dragon's back like a fountain.

The boy slid to the dragon's wings, then pulled out his knife and slashed at one of the dragon's wings, slicing through the dragon's wings one by one as easily as he used a knife to cut through paper. The demon dragon fell directly to its knees, not that it surrendered to the boy, but that it couldn't bear this great pain at all.

It howled, its tail pounding the earth incessantly. With each blow, the earth shook with it, and this was its last resistance.

"It's noisy." The boy said impatiently.

He pointed at the back of the dragon's head and plunged his golden knife into it, leaving only the hilt exposed.

The dragon let out a heart-rending roar, the blood from the wounds staining its own body red.

The boy pulled out the knife again, and it was stained with the blood of the demon dragon. The boy knew that the beast had run out of gas.

He jumped down from the dragon, and he stood on top of the wasteland with the golden sword that slain the dragon. The surviving crowd boiled directly, and the demon dragon was actually slaughtered by the young man alone.

The crowd cheered and jumped, and the boy looked up at the dim sky for a long silence before he opened his mouth.

"Exit the game."

"What a garbage game!" Liu Yue took off the virtual helmet and threw it directly on the bed to vent his dissatisfaction. "Damn, these people don't know how to make games now."

Then Liu Yue himself lay on the bed, he took the helmet over, pulled out the memory crystal of the game in the helmet, and casually threw it to a cardboard box placed in the room.

Although the room is simple, some necessities of life are available.

Liu Yue threw the finished Coke cans on the bedside table into the trash, and in the trash cans, in addition to the Coke cans, there were some takeaway boxes. Takeout boxes and colas fill the trash cans.

The room was cluttered, occupied by some large and small cardboard boxes, and there were very few places to stay. The cardboard box is full of game memory crystals and some game strategy magazines.

Liu Yue lay on the bed and sighed.

Fight monsters to upgrade, find equipment, fight bosses, if you can't beat the boss, then go to fight monsters to upgrade, then find stronger equipment, and then fight bosses, and the cycle repeats...... Now these games are all this routine, and it's just a bunch of garbage creating a bunch of garbage, and there's nothing new at all.

Liu Yue, who is complaining, is a sophomore, but as a gamer, he has been qualified for fourteen years. Since he was six years old, he has been exposed to games large and small, but in every game, his talent is far beyond that of the average player.

In high school, Liu Yue used his talent to join the professional teams of some games, but when you treat a game as a profession, you quickly lose the fun of playing. Liu Yue is such a person.

Just when Liu Yue quit the professional team and devoted himself to studying and being admitted to university, simulation somatosensory games entered the real virtual reality era.

After being admitted to university, Liu Yue, who knew the news, was very excited, he did not live in the dormitory arranged by the school since his freshman year, but secretly rented a room outside, which was to be able to better play virtual reality games.

But over time he grew tired of it, because the big virtual reality games dominated the gaming market.

Developing a virtual reality game is very expensive and labor-intensive, which creates a monopoly for large companies. It is precisely because of the monopoly that these large companies have begun to become unenterprising, because they can make money no matter what, so the games they make are all out of a mold.

Liu Yue is now nothing more than playing the dragon slayer in this game, and then going to play the demon slayer in another game. All games are monotonous and repetitive steps, making people play more and more empty, and they are all game operations that do not need to be thought about. And for all this, Liu Yue could only scold a few words angrily to vent his anger.