In the last picture, the man took the last breath and pulled out the long knife inserted in the general's abdomen. Lying on top of the mountain-like corpse, the man looked at the sky that seemed to be stained red with blood and muttered: "War is my fate!" I, as eternal as war! Hehe...... Haha......ha

In the midst of wild laughter, the man came to the end of his life....... In the vast wilderness, there is no end in sight to the piles of corpses. In the distant sky, flocks of vultures and crows circled and flitted, but they never dared to approach the battlefield, because the remaining fierce murderous aura had not yet dissipated.

The dark red sky, the dead bodies with no end in sight, and the crows and vultures circling and chirping, are a bleak and miserable image!

"Click!" The space around the battlefield disintegrated, slowly converging into a red mist, which became bigger and bigger in Chu Kun's eyes at an extremely fast speed...... "Poof! The impact of the red mist made Chu Kun suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. Fragments of battlefield battles flashed in my mind!!

"Kill!"

"A true warrior born in blood......"

"Fight like a hero, or die like a coward......"

"War is my fate! I, as eternal as war......"

At this moment, Chu Kun only felt as if his soul was constantly being torn apart, the torn soul and the red mist were cracking and recombining, and the pain that could not be expressed in words made Chu Kun want to shout, but no matter how Chu Kun shouted, he still couldn't make a sound.

For a moment, Chu Kun felt as if he was floating in space. I can't breathe, I can't speak, and I can't control my body. A boundless sense of fear swept through Chu Kun's heart, and the panic that surged like a tide seemed to completely drown Chu Kun in the endless dark universe void.

"Kill!" A soul-piercing roar seemed to come from the sky. Chu Kun, who heard this roar, was suddenly startled, and then his heart was filled with boundless murderous aura. "Kill!" The roar from the sky was still lingering in Chu Kun's mind, and with that killing word, the mighty murderous aura in Chu Kun's heart could no longer be controlled.

"Boom!" The murderous aura like a monstrous wave rushed out from Chu Kun as the center, dispelling the panic feeling that seemed to be in the void of the universe.

At the same time, Chu Kun's heart sounded a bell-like voice: "General, brave, resolute, fearless!" Shura, belligerent and persistent! I, the Shura Martial God, are not afraid of any strong enemy, even if the other party is a god, he will have the desire to fight. A true warrior, born in blood! ”

When Chu Kun accepted the inheritance of the origin of the profession of the Shura Martial God, his body was slowly undergoing some changes. The short hair grew to the back, turning blood-red inch by inch from the roots, as if it had been soaked in blood. The lines at the corners of the eyes are also slightly highlighted, and the thick eyebrows are slightly raised, standing above the eyes like a sharp sword.

At this moment, Chu Kun, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, and a faint blood-red mist appeared on his body. The deep pupils are also as bright as blood crystals, but the killing intent revealed in them makes people chill. Some subtle changes in his appearance didn't make Chu Kun very handsome or anything, but it just looked more like some fierce killing blood.

Taking a deep breath, Chu Kun stood up and adjusted his body. The faint blood-red mist that appeared on the surface of the body retracted into the body, and the blood-crystal-like eyes also changed back to a calm and deep black like a secluded pool, but the long blood-red hair that reached the back was still the same.

Feeling his current strength, it is not more than twenty levels as Chu Kun imagined, but it should be more than forty levels. Because Chu Kun has not yet passed the test, the Shura Martial God profession is only temporarily owned by Chu Kun, so Chu Kun can't see the specific level and skill information now. Of course, the use of skills was already in Chu Kun's mind.

"Senior, can I accept the test......" Restraining his ability that he was slightly unable to control because of the amount of strength he had just obtained, Chu Kun turned his head and said to the white-bearded old man standing on the side.

And the white-bearded old man saw that Chu Kun had mastered the strength of the skyrocketing so quickly, and a strange light flashed in his eyes: "Not bad!" The white-bearded old man nodded, not knowing whether he was answering Chu Kun or appreciating it because he saw Chu Kun master his strength so quickly.

Without further ado, he waved the white dust on his hand. Before Chu Kun could react, he came to a strange space again. Shaking his head, he shook off the dizziness caused by the sudden teleportation.

"Ding! Welcome to the Trials Battleground, which begins in five minutes. Bite! Because players participate in extreme trials, they have the right to turn on paid videos, is it on? Chu Kun, who had just cleared the discomfort in his brain, was stunned for a moment because of the system sound ringing in his ears.

Chu Kun didn't expect that Extreme Trial would have the right to turn on paid videos, which are choices that the system will only have when it determines that what the player is doing has a significant impact. When a player chooses to turn it on, everyone in their home region will be prompted to choose to watch the video, and the price of the video will be set by the player himself. However, the maximum fee cannot exceed 1,000 gold coins.

Of course, there is also an option for free videos. It's just that most people who can turn on paid videos will more or less set a price, not that the people who turn on the video are short of money, but in their eyes, videos about their own strength are not qualified for everyone to watch. Although money doesn't mean anything, it's a fact that people who don't have the strength don't have so much gold to watch videos.

Beyond the Battlefield of Trials...... The sky was already shining, and the overcast sky signaled the impending downpour.

A once bustling street in the south of Yangyang County was now occupied by the Berserk as a team station. In a bar in the center of the street, Zhang Lei, the leader of the Berserk Troupe, sat on a booth in front of the bar, holding a golden cocktail in his hand. The transparent golden liquor seems to emit a faint misty glow through the old-fashioned glass.

Behind Zhang Lei, there were four middle-aged men standing in two rows, among which the person on Zhang Lei's left in the front row was Wu Hao, who led people to fight against Chu Kun last time: "Haven't you found anyone yet?" Zhang Lei looked at the old-fashioned cup in his hand and asked lightly.

"Boss, although our berserk group is the largest team in the south of Yang County, you also know the actual situation, and we can't fully grasp the other teams here. Although they didn't show anything on the surface, they have been secretly making some small moves against our search. So ......" Wu Hao wiped the sweat left over from nervousness and replied to Zhang Lei.

"So, you haven't found it yet?" Zhang Lei's flat tone couldn't hear any emotional ups and downs, but Wu Hao, who was standing, kept leaving cold sweat on his face when he heard it. ”