The hour passed in the blink of an eye, Zhang Yong opened his eyes and his face was a harsh slab of ice
He slowly stood up as he saw the gates opening, and several red, green, and blue monsters emerged from them
The green monsters carried bows and arrows, the red ones carried daggers, and the blue ones carried swords
Zhang Yong slowly advanced step by step towards this army in front of him, passing by them and not touching him
Naoto clenched his fist and smiled
"I made it, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...
Zhang Yong was stabbed by a monster's sword from behind, and he was stabbed by swords from every direction and direction, and he died.
He opened his eyes next to the tower as the monsters approached
"I lowered my guard. It's hard to keep cold, how can Zhou Ziqin keep it up all the time, again?"
Zhang Yong returned to the same state as the ice sheet. He came forward and was quickly slicing their necks with precision. His face did not change for a single second. He cut and cut as he tired and gasped. When he gasped, he died from several directions again.
"Damn it, I have to reduce my movements and shorten my fights, I have two daggers, I have to target their necks without any unnecessary movement."
Zhang Yong took a slow step and cut their necks. Zhang Yong heard the sound of tearing the air and immediately bent down and dodged the arrow.
'I have to focus, before something hits me there is a sound of air being cut off so I have to feel it, anticipate it and avoid it.'
Zhang Yong was dodging the arrows and cutting them off, making it seem to him that the red and blue monsters were after the ball while the green ones were after him.
His steps were slow but precise, the speed of movement of his arms increased and his eyes began to become dark and dead
As if he had entered into a state of separation from the world
The movement of his arms was precise. One wound, one kill. Dodging arrows was like the air he breathed
Not a sound came from him. His body instinctively avoided every deadly attack. This continued until he had finished with all his enemies
(This stage has been completed, moving to the next stage)
With the sound of the regime's voice, the topography of the place changed and the grassy plain turned into a sandy desert land
The system's voice brought Zhang Yong's eyes back to life as if he had woken up from a long dream and turned around
"Next challenge"
As he said this, the sand floor exploded and skeletons emerged from beneath it carrying spears in their hands
"Now come to me, you bastards."
Zhang Yong started slowly, but it was strange that the structures attacked him and did not care about the ball. It was difficult to resist. After all, there is no comparison between daggers and spears, neither in terms of distance nor penetration power. He ended up dying thirty times again.
"Damn, the pain is getting more and more and it seems like they are fighting directly without using any skills other than attacking me in groups and this makes it even harder."
Zhang Yong attacked the bone skulls one after another
His life was hanging by a thread. As the fighting passed, he discovered a way to avoid the problem. The skeletons were more like a human's spine, so he cut off the joints.
It was the most effective way to get rid of them
As night followed day, three weeks passed, during which he already faced fifteen challenges. He died during this period more than five thousand times. After the end of the first wave of skeletons, the second wave came with the Lich monster, which revives the monsters it kills, making it die and start again, and the third wave The skeletons became golden bone, making it difficult for the knife to penetrate, in addition to the Lich Summoner, who restored all the monsters that Zhang Yong had destroyed in the form of skeletal giants whose height was more than five meters.
The challenge that followed, he moved to an icy area and the snowmen attacked him in the first wave with snowballs. The moment the balls touched him, he turned into a piece of ice. In the second wave he faced snow foxes that used illusion. He faced many illusions, some of which were for his companions and some of which were objects. Strange is used to frighten
The third wave was snow giants resembling yetis, with strong bodies harder than rock, which destroyed them by gouging out their eyes and ripping out their throats.
During this period, Zhang Yong seemed as if he had lost all feelings of interest and no longer cared about his life. He tasted the despair of "death" over and over again, letting it carve into his soul, turning it into his strength. Zhang Yong reached this state, eliminating all the monsters without even bating an eyelid. One eyelid, now he has reached a very hot challenge, in the volcanic area
Zhang Yong was lying among the magma monsters, which resembled slime, but they were very hot. The temperature of a single slime was more than 1000 degrees Celsius, and yet he was lying in it with dead eyes, devoid of life and purpose.
As he sank into the middle, his face was covered in magma and he returned to his starting point next to the tower
Who am I?
No more important why I'm alive
What is life even?
An ever-flowing river of time
And what am I?
Just a fish swimming in the river
True, what makes me think I'm different?
Suddenly his eyes turned and he looked at the writing on the column
"He...Jay...Naw...To...Who...is this? Is it someone who came here before me?"
He looked up and there was a gelatinous monster standing in front of him
"Am I special? Is it because I'm dying? No, I don't want to die."
When he was about to close his eyes as if it was the inevitable end
"Will my decision be the end of my life?"
no
Is this how I want to protect what I own?
no
Will the current me be able to protect what I want?
no
So what to do?
I must change
I have to get stronger
I can accept losing
I can accept pain
I can accept being weak
But I will never accept not doing anything
I always considered myself an extra character
When the hell am I going to become a main character?
Won't I? Why?
Because these are my human limits?
Then I will transcend being human and become a monster
Because the sky does not allow it?
And if you don't allow it, it's not possible?
On what basis?
On what damn basis?!!!!!
Fuck all of this
Fuck heaven and earth
I will step on whoever is standing in front of me and go up
If the sky gets in my way, I'll tear through the sky. If the monsters get in my way, I'll annihilate the monsters. Even if the gods stand to stop me, I'll slit their throats.
Anger seeped into his heart and burned it, his anger at his weakness and his desire to retreat
Just as negative and negative are positive, his anger and despair turned into twisted optimism
The word hatred was deeply engraved in his marrow
He stood up and stabbed himself
To pull himself together and return to this world, he walked steadily towards the magma slime and cut it, and every time he cut it, it turned into smaller slimes that spit out balls made of lava.
He realized that if he wanted to cut it off, he had to choose a different method. He closed his eyes and focused. He spread his hearing out into the ocean. The smell of sulfur entered his nose and the taste of smoke seeped through his mouth. Except for his sight, all his other senses were deeply engaged.
With a single movement, he cut the slime into two pieces that could not mix or survive. Naoto looked at the edge of his dagger, and it was covered in a light, opaque black aura.
That black aura began to surge from his heart and spread across his entire body
With this, Zhang Yong closed his eyes again and this time he began to sense his surroundings
The aura around his body became stronger and stronger
And cut all the slime in front of him
"Ahhhhh, fuck!"
His body began to be eaten away and become fragile by this force. The Blue Heavenly Bull Serpent had told him that this was dangerous, but now his body erupted. This was not harm to his body, but it was his soul that was being eaten. It screamed high into the sky with a roar. Strong pain
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
What seemed as if it was endless pain suddenly began to become lighter, as if it was being absorbed by something, and the aura was returning to reside in his heart.
After this unexpected situation, Zhang Yong completed the test
The wave after this, Zhang Yong encountered the Phoenix, a monster that could resurrect itself, but he was able to kill him with that black aura.
As time passed another month passed during which he had encountered
Twenty different challenges in different areas with different monsters, including dragons, wolves, and even humans
With its different terrain, Zhang Yong stood naked and only had his pants on. It was either burned in the volcano area or torn apart by wolf monsters.
In the midst of the constant challenges, time was flying and Zhang Yong felt as if he was losing his reason to live, losing his memory from exhaustion and constant death. During this time that had passed since he entered, he had already died more than ten thousand times.
But this is not the only thing that has increased. His combat experience has gradually increased. Traditional attacks that rely on the short range have become useless for him. Even long-range attacks have gradually become possible for him to avoid them.
Through pure instinct, unless the attacks have a wide range or large size, he will be able to avoid them
This is not to mention that he cannot use spirit energy
What if he could use it to maybe finish the test that seemed infinitely sooner
He sat on the ground, leaning against the column, watching the counter go down
"I wonder how the others are doing….the others?….ah right…..what were their names…..no….what is my name first….ah so be it no "I remember"
As another month passed, he had reached the end of his development. He felt that this training was no longer useful. He had become somewhat accustomed to the pain that accompanied death, or rather, he was no longer afraid of death.
With this month he had already completed forty-eight tests, it seemed endless
"When will it end?"
Zhang Yong grumbled as he sat on top of the giant Cyclops' head in a black, charred stone area. Behind him stood another Cyclops, right behind him, holding a giant metal club.
As the club descended quickly on Zhang Yong, he quietly raised his dagger, and the club collided with the dagger. Strangely enough, the club stopped above it before it made a clean, flawless cut.
"As long as I focus my senses on what is around me, I can see points in the club. No matter how big or small the thing is, it will have that point, so I think I will call it the breaking point. What do you think?"
Zhang Yong seemed to be talking to the Cyclops, although the Cyclops himself looked shocked and confused as he looked at his split club.
Zhang Yong jumped from the dead Cyclops' head towards the Cyclops standing behind him
Cyclops punched Zhang Yong with his big fist as he hung in the air
When the punch approached, Zhang Yong did not show any reaction on his face. He was still wearing a cold mask and moved his hand lightly so that the wind did not feel its direction.
In the next second, the Cyclops' fingers fell while Zhang Yong, standing on his hand, quickly rushed over his arm and cut off the monster's neck with a single blow.
Zhang Yong landed on the ground lightly as he heard the notification
(The challenge has been cleared, you have completed all the challenges, and you have one challenge left from one wave)
Zhang Yong felt relieved that this nightmare was about to end
"Finally, what are you waiting for, Hattie?"
(Although I am opposed to starting now, but you have what you want)
Uni's voice disappeared from the place and a portal opened in front of Zhang Yong. It was different, this time one portal appeared instead of many and an entity came out that made Zhang Yong fall into shock.
"This is me"
An exact copy of Zhang Yong came out, identical in form and every atom in it, if the two were compared it would not be possible to tell the difference.