It was obviously a whirlpool in the lake, but Zhang Long saw the scene of the galaxy hanging upside down, his soul was withdrawn from his body, and together with all the starlight, he was thrown into the whirlpool, as if he had entered a black hole and fell out of the white hole.

He is not a physics major, he actually doesn't understand black holes and white holes, but the facts are not important, just feel like a black hole and a white hole, and his own feelings are the most important.

As soon as the light and shadow turned, the scene in front of him stabilized, there were torches in front of him, illuminating the surroundings, Zhang Long found himself in a narrow passage, the air was dull, the stench was permeated, and there were white bones on the ground, no, it was red bones, fiery red skeletons.

From the corner of the passage came the sound of thumping battle, as well as screams and roars, one of which seemed to call him: "Chang, ComeQuick!" ”

Zhang Long was stunned, although English has been thrown away for many years, such a simple sentence can still be understood, and someone is asking him for help and asking him to rush there as soon as possible.

[But I'm not Chang, I'm Zhang Long, at least it should be Zhang.] 】

“Chang，DragonChang！”

With the full name in his ears, Zhang Long's brain boomed, and countless information poured in, and he was shocked to find that he had become Chang, DragonChang!

Looking down, it was really not his own body, no, it was really not Zhao Hu's body, but a new body, but because he had obtained the memory of DragonChang, he was no stranger to the new body.

DragonChang, a native of Lugoin, 16 years old, a member of the mercenary organization [Desert Knight], a level 1 spearman, is following the squad leader Grez to defeat the demons in the ruggoin sewers.

Because he is a novice, he was frightened when he first encountered the demon, hiding behind and shivering.

Zhang Long was contemptuous, but then he thought that when people were young and weak, when they encountered a terrifying enemy, it was normal for them to be cowardly and evasive for a while, and as long as they could finally summon up the courage to overcome their cowardice, it was worthy of praise.

In the backstory of the Purple Light Spear, DragonChang is an ancient hero, a Nephilim who has killed countless demons, which shows that he has overcome his cowardice and grown into a hero for centuries.

And now, it should be the hero's first battle, but in the too illusory mirror, he was replaced by him Zhang Long.

The too illusory mirror is illusory, this is not a real seizure, but a virtual battlefield derived from it, and the source of information should be the historical traces precipitated in the purple light spear.

"Now that I'm DragonChang, even if it's illusory, I won't allow myself to escape."

Zhang Long clenched the spear tightly, and suddenly found that what he was holding was not a purple light spear, but an inferior spear, and he was wearing tattered leather armor.

That's right, in DragonChang's memory, he was born in poverty, and he was a level 1 spearman who had just debuted, how could he have dark gold equipment? The Purple Light Spear must have been obtained by him later.

But Zhang Long is not afraid, even if it is an inferior spear and tattered leather armor, he can't not save his comrades in death - presumably the real DragonChang in history finally mustered up the courage to save his comrades.

Stepping on the ground, Zhang Long strode through the corner, rushed around the corner, and immediately saw that the Captain Grez and the other two comrades were struggling to support under the siege of dozens of flame skeletons, and there was a comrade lying on the ground, who was not dead, but he was seriously injured, and the three of Grace were trying to protect him from being hacked to death by the flame skeletons.

"Tom!"

DragonChang's memory flooded into his heart, Zhang Long immediately rushed forward, and the moment he approached, two different auras suddenly appeared under his feet, and he felt that his strength and defense had improved, and he swept through thousands of troops with one move, sweeping away three flame skeletons.

But what awaited him was not Grez's praise, but angry scolding: "Zhang, you stupid, who let you join the battle, have you forgotten your duty?" ”

Zhang Long was suddenly angry, didn't you tell me to come quickly?

Another comrade-in-arms shouted, "Zhang, Tom is dying, pray!" ”

Zhang Long glanced at the comrade-in-arms, Mi Shan, a young man who looked relatively honest but had a bad stomach in his memory, was reminded by Mi Shan, he finally remembered that he was the only one in this five-person team who practiced the aura of prayer.

Lu Gaoin's spearmen only have two skills, one is the spear skill stabbing and the other is the aura skill, which has auras such as prayer, stabbing needle, resistance, strength, blessing aiming, and divine freeze, but each person can only practice one.

Squad Leader Grace is a power aura that increases the team's lethality.

Yoneyama is a sacred frozen aura that reduces the speed of all enemies in the area, freezing enemies.

Another comrade-in-arms, Jerry, is a defiant aura that increases the team's defenses.

Tom, who is badly injured and falls to the ground, has a stinging aura, which reflects damage when an enemy damages a member of his team.

But the seriously injured Tom can no longer use the stinging aura, and the mana exhausted Mishan can't inspire the divine frozen aura, and only the aura of strength and resistance still lasts.

And Zhang Long, his aura of prayer, is group healing!

Grace told him to come quickly, not expecting him, a rookie, to kill the enemy, but to heal Tom and the whole team.

Although it is a virtual scene, but it is still necessary to rescue seriously injured comrades, Zhang Long recalled DragonChang's skills, let out a low shout, and activated the prayer aura, a blue fluctuating aura was generated under his feet, and instantly spread to the feet of Grez, Mishan, Tom, and Jerry, the wound healed, and the life recovered, although the treatment speed was very slow, but the effect was real.

The Flame Skull had wisdom and regarded the healer as its first target, wielding a steel knife that flowed with flames to kill Zhang Long.

Grez shouted, "Zhang, stand back and concentrate on prayer, this is your duty, and your only value in our squad, the battle is left to us." ”

Zhang Long snorted, it is indeed a duty, even an obligation, to treat his comrades, and he will do his duty and obligation.

But he's not DragonChang, he's Zhang Long, it's Zhang Long who is free and loose, it's Zhang Long who has no clues, it's Zhang Long who is lawless, and Gretz, the leader of the squad, is also worthy of ordering him?

No one can command him unless he wants to!

He will only fight according to his own wishes, his own ideas, his own habits.

Aura of Despair!

A black aura flashed, and the flame skeletons suddenly panicked, except for the obviously strongest one, the other skeletons were either sluggish or turned to flee.

Archer Marksmanship: Starfire Strike!

The inferior spear picks up the flame steel knife of the flame skeleton, and the firewood marksmanship must have fire to use it, and he is not using the purple light spear with its own flame, but he can borrow fire, borrow the flame on the flame skeleton steel knife.

Rumble!

The spark turned into a prairie fire, covering all the dozens of flame skeletons, and it was the first time that Zhang Long had hit such a large range of spark strikes, because there were too many fires that could be borrowed here.

In the firelight, Zhang Long was majestic, and Greze, Tom, and Jerry were dumbfounded, but Mishan scolded angrily: "Zhang, are you an idiot? Fire attacks that don't work against Fire Skeletons will heal them instead! ”

"What?"

Zhang Long was dumbfounded, and hurriedly stopped the firewood marksmanship, and was about to switch to the ordinary Zhongping gun, the Yang family gun, or the stabbing skills of the gunmen here, and suddenly there was a click, and the inferior spear was burned by the flames.

The other flame skeletons were still affected by the despair aura, but the strongest flame skeleton inside took the opportunity to slash at it.

"Frozen!"

At the critical moment, Mishan let out a loud shout, the divine frozen aura opened again, the flames were all extinguished, and the skeletons were frozen into ice blue, even the skeleton leader was no exception.

Zhang Long was taken aback, so strong!

As soon as he thought so, Mishan fell to the ground with a pop, the divine frozen aura disappeared, the ice blue faded, the flames rekindled, and the skull leader's flame knife continued to slash towards Zhang Long.

[Could it be that Yoneyama used some kind of secret method that stimulates potential but has side effects? 】

Yoneyama is only a level 3 spearman, presumably he can't bear such a secret method, so he persists for half a second and collapses.

Zhang Long had a complicated feeling in his heart, in fact, without Mishan's help, he could gather and invisibly dodge the steel knife of the skeleton leader, but Mishan disregarded his own safety and helped him delay for half a second, which made him a little moved.

[Damn, it's just a virtual battlefield derived from the too illusory mirror, don't want to soften my heart as hard as iron!] 】

He suppressed the emotion, and the brush appeared behind the skeleton leader, casually snatched the flame steel knife of a skeleton on the side, regardless of the flames, he picked up the green bamboo knife technique, and slashed horizontally, and the skeleton of the skeleton leader immediately rolled down.

[Kill a level 2 demon and gain 1 experience.] 】

Zhang Long was dumbfounded: [This is okay? The so-called experience value is actually the energy transformed by my harvest of the enemy's soul, how can the enemy on the virtual battlefield have a soul? Could this be the real world! 】

At this moment, a whirlpool appeared above Zhang Long's head, and when the time came, the Illusory Mirror was calling him back, but the question of whether this world was true or false was stuffed in his heart, so that Zhang Long couldn't let go, but under the huge gravitational pull of the whirlpool, he was powerless to stop it, so he could only go back.

Zhang Long's soul was withdrawn from DragonChang's body, and he was about to plunge into the whirlpool, when DragonChang suddenly stretched out his hand.

Syllable!

DragonChang grabbed the whirlpool, and the whirlpool suddenly stopped spinning, and the gravitational pull disappeared.

Zhang Long was shocked, although he wanted to find out the truth of this world, but he never wanted to stay here forever, he had to go back to kill the widows and hatch dragon eggs.

Then he realized that time seemed to have stopped, and Yoneyama, Tom, Jerry, and the remaining flame skeletons were all motionless.

DragonChang spoke: "Long Zhang, the inheritor of my spear, I want to thank you. ”

"You are?"

DragonChang, a level 1 spearman, will never have the ability to stop the vortex.

"I am the heavens, and I am the heavens."