Green lay on the ground on all fours, coughing suddenly, his voice filled with anger.

"Despicable, despicable villain! Ahem......"

As soon as the boy woke up, the roar before death blurted out, but the voice was like a soft groan, and the pain of being killed seemed to still exist in his body, coupled with his chaotic thinking, he couldn't even suppress the convulsions of his nerves.

Green gasped for breath, his mushy thoughts slowly cleared up.

He remembered that after landing in the game, he climbed directly to Mount Harrington outside the Black City, and killed himself outside the camp of the Death Sword Guards, where countless bones and carrion swarmed around him, like disgusting slime. Surrounded by these dark creatures, he fought the bastard Necromantic Swordsman in one final duel, a battle that would have died whether he won or lost.

It doesn't matter if you live or die, you're a player anyway. He had only one purpose, to kill the other party.

The Necromantic Swordsman Disburingka, one of the cronies of the ultimate leader of the Dark Alliance, known as the "King's Right Hand", has been a nightmare for players with his strong personal prowess, and to this day, the Necromantic Swordsman is still active in battle, maintaining an undefeated record in duels. There's a saying on the forums that no player can force a Necronomic Swordsman to draw his sword; But what no one knows is that a month ago, the infamous he had forced Diess to use weapons. There is also a theory on the forums that no player will be able to hurt a Necromantic Swordsman until at least level 200; No one knew that in the final duel, the weapon in his hand slashed through the swordsman's body several times.

Victory is at hand, and he wants to kill the spirit swordsman and take revenge. One qiē one qiē, all for this moment.

Until that last memory, it stayed on the gray ray of disintegration.

Almost, just almost!

The rage returned, and Green slapped the ground on the ground, tugging at the wound in his chest, and the pain and sluggishness made him cough again.

If it weren't for the sneak attack of that old lich, his obsession for half a year would have been freed!

Green gasped violently, and after a while, he finally calmed down. No matter how much remorse and anger there is, it will not help, this point has been clearly thought about when he died at the hands of the swordsman in the past, the important thing is that he already has the ability to kill the spirit swordsman, as long as he gets rid of the weak state, the next time he meets him, he will definitely cut off his head to pay tribute to Princess Sefilia......

No, a state of weakness?

Green frowned, "Follow the Miracle" uses the character to enter a state of weakness for one minute after death, but in the previous version, the dark alliance of Cronis and Hela invaded the good camp, and any player who died fighting the dark alliance does not count as a weak state, what is going on with himself? New bugs?

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky hidden by the dense forest, and suddenly there was a sense of unease in his clear mind.

Where am I resurrected?

There is no Resurrection Temple, no sweet-smiling priestesses, and no swearing-mouthed players, just broad-leaved forests unique to the western mountains, where the woods are shady and the sunlight casts dappled spots of light on the solid dirt ground. Green smelled something fishy, and at first, he thought it was the gray-white mist that drifted from time to time, but gradually, the memories reminded him of the unbearable stench.

"The Taste of Skeletons ......"

He couldn't help but gasp for breath again.

“…… But this is not Hillington Hill. ”

Thinking like this, the young man was suddenly stunned. He traced his memory, but was stunned to find that this place was very familiar, and there was a voice in his head, telling him the name in his heart.

"This is, the Misty Mountains!"

Yes, this is the Misty Mountains, the mountains of the northern kingdom of Rodland, a natural barrier that separates it from the undead kingdom of Kronis.

But how did I end up here?

This question, in Green's mind, was like a small hammer striking a brass bell, shaking the dust off the walls and peeling away the truth of the distant memory.

His name is Greenfield, he was born in the city of White Stone, because he hated the hustle and bustle of the city, he was sent to his ancestral hometown of Xigu Town by the craftsman's father at the age of sixteen......

What a mess!

Green suddenly realized that he didn't know when he began to remember that he was no longer the young man living in the modern city!

He looked at his arm suddenly, although the light was not enough, and he couldn't be wrong with his yellow skin, but this white strong little arm made Green startled, and a sense of fear arose.

The first reaction in my head - I'm crossing!?

As an otaku immersed in games and novels, this is almost common sense. When night falls, he often lies in bed, fantasizing that he will come to this world he loves, see those respectable and lovely people with his own eyes, and then use his super strength to become a savior-like hero and prevent such and such tragedies as the official trailer says. But when this qiē really happened, he felt suffocated.

Why did I cross over?

His questions were unanswered, there was no one else here, and a feeling of vertigo didn't allow him a hundred thousand whys.

"I ...... I want to go home! ”

But how?

Green was frustrated.

After a long time, Green's expression slowly flattened.

That home in modern society is the place where he has lived for more than 20 years, no matter what, he will find his way home, but before that, he can fully travel to this once fairytale and beautiful world, and more importantly, he can complete his revenge on the necromantic swordsman Disburingka, and even ...... Save the souls of the dead under the sword of Disburingka!

The thought made him excited, like a flame falling on dry wood, and once lit, it was out of control.

This is a godsend! The memory of the teenager told him that it was the 245th year of the new calendar of the world of Gonodia, and the game had not even been tested yet! As long as he thought about it a little, Green found that he had become a prophet who mastered the history of Yiqiē, in this world, no one is more familiar with the upcoming Qiē than him, and no one knows the future better than him, and life is promising!

What he can do is a miracle!

Green couldn't help but be in a trance, and his breathing was not smooth.

In his previous life, he was just a fresh graduate from a second-rate university, and he found a job that was neither high nor low, and lived day after day, year after year, as if he was living in a drowsy darkness, and he could only escape reality in the game world when he was doing nothing, but now, he had the opportunity to live a dawn!

How?

The excitement continued, and at that moment, a gurgling sound was heard in the distance, startling Green's alarm. He lowered his head, and suddenly saw his own blurred wound, he still remembered that palpitating qi magic, unobstructed through his chest, but that was before the crossing, what was the matter with this wound in his chest now? By the way, he recently ran out of spare firewood at home, and he went up the mountain to chop some firewood, but was attracted by the light spots flying on the mountain, and then ...... The young man saw several of Bai Sensen's corpses, and the other party also found him, and the tragic young man could not escape from these skeletons, and was stabbed in the chest by one of the skeletons, and died instantly.

I haven't even run a skeleton that can't help but be windy, it's really a waste of such a good physique.

Green rolled his eyes, but he was shocked.

I was so noisy just now, didn't I attract the skeletons back? If you really cross the ...... Or is it the standard soul wear, instead of this young man who has returned to the sky, how can he fight with the skeleton soldiers who are "weak and can't help the wind"?

"It would be nice if I could heal skills, at least I could run faster after my injuries were healed."

In a hurry, the thought flashed through Green's mind, and he froze, and then a bold idea popped into his head.

If this is the world of Follow the Miracles, are the player's perks still there?

"System! Attribute! Knapsack! Skill! Task! ”

Green shouted in his heart, blurted out all the words that could symbolize online games, and then waited for a response with anticipation.

In half a second, the anticipation and disappointment in the young man's mind were still at war, and the array of faint numbers popped up in front of his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and quickly clicked on the attribute panel.

Greenfield Yatemo

Level: 1

Power Tier: F+

Race: Human male, mortal body

Identity: Civilian [Stunt: Basic Logging (Level 2)]

Class: No Talent: (not enabled)

Status: Health [45% (Moderately Weak)] Mana [100% (Charge)]

Primary Attributes: Strength [E+] Intelligence [E-] Agility [F+] Constitution [E+] Secondary Attributes: Spirit [D+] Will [D] Perception [F-] Luck [E]

Life Skills: [Medicine (Basic) - Basic First Aid (Level 1), Basic Herbal Medicine (Level 1)]

Combat Skills: [Combat (Basic) - Basic Fighting (Level 1), Basic Swordsmanship (Level 1)]

"What a Nima! …… Nima is good. ”

Green almost screamed excitedly, but thankfully it was closed in time. He had seen such a system panel countless times in the game, and none of them made him feel so familiar as today, although in terms of attributes, the original specific numbers were replaced by letters, and it could not sweep away Green's overflowing excitement.

With the foresight of the world and the system of online games, what else can I not do?

But......

I'm not a spearman, lucky your sister's E!?

Then the sound of fragmentation grew closer.

Sorry I got carried away.

Green shuddered, hurriedly putting away the meaningless sense of accomplishment and concentrating on the situation at hand.

"I need to treat my wound first...... Grimm thought as he quickly examined his wound. Pushing aside the oxidized blackened viscous blood, Green was surprised to find that although the young man's memory stayed in a sword piercing the chamber, his wounds were not as severe as he imagined, and he didn't know when the tissues in his body had basically healed, and all that remained was some flesh wounds.

"This is a perk of crossing...... Probably? ”

Green barely got up and tore the sackcloth into strips of cloth and tied them around his chest. The injury subsided, and the current state of weakness was only linked to the massive loss of blood from him, and Greenton felt relaxed, at the very least, this body was finally able to move.

It's just a few tabula rasa skeletons, as long as they can move, with Green's experience, there is always a way to deal with it.

Green muttered quietly, following the sound and looking into the distance.

"Hmph, it's an honor for you bone clubs, this is my first kill!"

Then he saw a rusty unicorn helmet in the light mist, which looked like a broken copper bowl on an upside-down button, and it was difficult to imagine that it was defensive equipment, even the tattered equipment of the valley militia was much stronger. He still remembers that in the original forum, there was a group of boring players who complained about the use of the horn (ba) on the top of the helmet, and at this moment, the young people finally realized that it really had no practical use, but it was still good to judge the identity of the other party.

So without hesitation, Uncle Green turned around and ran.