Under a dark red sky.

Dragons with outstretched wings roared and set the sky ablaze with their breath.

The angels wielding the flaming golden Flame Sword and spreading their white wings staggered with the demons holding their hands and scythes and the horns on their heads at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

On the ground!

A giant tens of meters tall throws earth-shattering lightning at the enemy.

In the end, it was a flaming meteorite that fell from the sky and drowned it all.

Crash!

In the dim and narrow bathing room, Zhao Hao came back to his senses from the sound of water, and his consciousness also woke up from the picture that came to mind before death.

Yes, he was born again.

Reborn from that battlefield full of betrayal and intrigue, back to the first day of the World of Heroes.

World of Heroes!

A fully virtual game based on resources, troops, heroes, and territories, which can be called black technology.

No one knows where the game came from or who made it.

I only know that after three years, the blue star will be eroded by it, so that the virtual and the real will begin to blend.

At that time, whether it is extraordinary power or magical treasures, it will no longer be a dream, or even eternal life... The ultimate pursuit of this creature is not impossible to achieve.

At that time, it was useless whether you were powerful or rich.

The only thing that can determine the status is whether the characters in the hero world are strong or not.

Even if it is an ordinary person, once he gets ahead in the hero world, he will become a big man in the real world.

In his previous life, he missed the early game.

Looking at the green face on the wall, which was almost one-tenth as handsome as a reader, and the eyes flashing with ambition and hatred, Zhao Hao muttered to himself:

"Betrayers!"

"Hypocritical Light Camp!"

"And Tianhai Group, I didn't expect me to be able to crawl out of hell, right?"

"This time, I'm going to take control of my own destiny!"

Since he was born again, he would never pin his fate on anyone else.

"Brother, are you alright?"

At this moment, the voice of a worried girl came from outside the bathroom.

"It's fine!"

Hearing this, Zhao Hao withdrew his gaze from the mirror, turned off the water, got dressed, and opened the dilapidated wooden door of the public bathroom.

At the door stood a pony-tailed girl in a high school uniform.

The appearance is not to mention the general script body such as 'glamorous pressure', but there is no ugly girl in youth, and the beautiful face is very pleasing to the eye.

As a reborn, there is a sister and a house, and the death of both parents is standard.

And he did, but one less.

House... Gone!

If Zhao Hao is not mistaken.

Today is the second day when my parents left their house demolished and my brother and sister live in low-rent housing, right?

According to the original history, he would go to the Tianhai Group tomorrow to seek justice, but he was seriously injured and admitted to the hospital, just missing the early stage of the hero world.

At the beginning of the game, it is also a feast period for resource sharing, and if you want to divide it later, you have to grab food from other people, and the difficulty has increased by more than one or two points.

This hatred can't be washed away from all over the world, no wonder he has been suppressed by the other party before he was reborn, because there is no possibility of reconciliation between the two sides.

"That's good, you scared me to death just now!"

Looking at Zhao Hao who came out, Zhao Ying breathed a sigh of relief while standing at the door of the bathroom.

Her parents have been gone since she was a child (her parents worship the sky, and her mana is boundless), and now she doesn't even have the house she left behind, she really can't imagine what she will do if something happens to Zhao Hao again.

"It's okay, let's go!"

Zhao Hao touched his sister's head, the gaze in his eyes was extremely firm, whether it was the Tianhai Group or those betrayers, he would make them pay.

Soon, the two returned to the old, but cleaned, low-rent house.

According to the familiar memory, Zhao Hao opened the virtual helmet purchase page, and looking at the price of up to 20,000, he chose to buy it without hesitation, and used up the last amount of money on his body.

If you don't get in, you may not even be able to pay my sister's senior high school tuition in the second half of the semester.

However, Zhao Hao is not worried about this.

As a reborn, if you can't earn money for a few months, it's definitely a problem with your IQ.

Dozens of minutes later.

Airplanes!

The express drone arrived, and after he swept his face and received the goods, he got a virtual helmet that looked like a motorcycle helmet, but was full of science fiction.

"What is this?"

Zhao Ying, who was sitting at the old desk and doing her homework, was a little curious.

"A tool to control your destiny!"

Shaking the virtual helmet, Zhao Hao's tone was very meaningful.

Who would have thought that it was this inconspicuous virtual helmet that would set off the prelude to the merging of the two worlds.

"Hmph, if you don't want to say it, forget it!"

Zhao Ying continued to write her homework angrily.

After returning to the room where there was no place to move after putting down the bed, Zhao Hao put on a virtual helmet and lay down.

Hero World, I'm coming.

The field of vision slowly brightened from the pitch black.

Roar!

Roaring like thunder, the dragon with its wingspan swooped down from the clouds.

Heavily armoured, the knights who trampled on the earth also charged.

This scene is extremely realistic, and there is no 'virtual' feeling at all, which can definitely scare unprepared players.

But Zhao Hao just watched all this calmly.

Because he knew that this was just a cutscene that only existed when he first entered.

Sure enough, when the dragon blew in the wind and the knight was about to crash into him, it all came to an abrupt end.

Swish!

Zhao Hao's surroundings suddenly turned into a vast starry sky, and only he was on a metal altar of dozens of square meters.

A vast and clear voice rang out.

"Name it, please?"

"Merry clouds!"

"Please choose a faction or class?"

"Barriers, druids!"

"Please choose a race?"

"Random!"

Instantly, a character who was somewhat similar to him, but with a more natural atmosphere, appeared in front of him, like looking in a mirror.

"Do you want to start playing?"

"Deletion!"

Yes, Zhao Hao did not choose to enter the game, but chose to delete the number.

Because there was a loophole in the world of heroes at the beginning.

Unlimited deletion is possible!

On the bright side, it doesn't look like a problem.

But in reality, the problem is huge.

Because every time the race is random, it will combine the human race, elves, barbarians... In addition to several optional races, hidden races are also added to the random range.

It's just that players didn't know about this at first, and there were still players who caused a sensation when they randomly went to hide their race, but the rules were changed instantly.

Since this is the only vulnerability in the world of heroes, it is well remembered by players.

It's only the first day of the server, so it's impossible to change this rule.

So!

Deletion number +1

Deletion number +2

……

Deletion number +10086!

Zhao Hao has been re-establishing his role all the time, and he has not stopped at all.

It wasn't until he randomly arrived at a race that he stopped.

Race: Dragonborn (Unique)!

Just by looking at the name, you know that this is a race that has a lot to do with dragons.

And the word 'unique' in parentheses also indicates the rarity of this race.

Having this mark means that there is no possibility of a second player being able to randomly access this race, and it also implies the strength of this race.

"Enter the game, may I ask if the town is coming or the wild is coming?"

"Endless Sea, Shattered Star Islands!"

Zhao Hao said the location he had already thought of.

Now it is not the chaotic battlefield of a few decades later, it is the right place for its own rise.

"Advent begins!"

Airplanes!

Light flooded the field of vision.