In the world of "God Slayer", the Phantom Wind Plain.
This is where weak monsters below level fifteen are active, mostly gentle in nature, serving as a leveling ground for novice players who have just left the newbie village. But now, with the average level of players exceeding seventy, there are hardly any players around here anymore.
Clad in dazzling white equipment, Alex held a strangely shaped golden bow in his hand, his head covered by a light-colored cloak, making it impossible for others to see his appearance. When he appeared here, the person he had arranged to meet unexpectedly did not show up before him.
After a dozen seconds passed, the clock pointed to midnight, precisely ten o'clock in the morning. Alex took one last look at this world before logging off in a burst of white light.
Exiting the game pod, he lightly pressed his hand against the front of the game pod, and a dull cracking sound suddenly came from the core part of the game pod, which was completely shattered. Since he had decided not to enter "God Slayer" again, he would not enter for any reason. And the last meeting arranged with another person also ended here. While others might wait for him for a day and a night, he would not wait for another person for even a second longer. If someone did not appear at the agreed time, he would unhesitatingly leave, no matter who the person was. This was his pride.
"Blood Demon Moon, see you again in 'Destiny'. Originally, you would have been the first person to know my new name, but unfortunately, you missed the chance."
In the world of "God Slayer", three seconds after Alex left, a black figure rushed over from afar like a black lightning bolt - flying close to the ground. This was a person exuding a cold aura all over, and it was clearly a woman. She was tightly bound in plain black clothes, with a black mask covering her face, leaving only the area above her nose exposed. But even so, the alluring snow-white skin and delicate features made it impossible for anyone to doubt her beauty.
She stopped where Alex had been, her eyes complex as she glanced around, finally letting out a faint sigh. She knew she was late, just a few seconds late, and the proud man would never wait for another person for a few seconds longer. Standing in the quiet breeze, her outstanding figure was no longer concealed. The tight black clothes accentuated her slender waist, while her prominent curves were accentuated by the tight fabric, displaying an absolutely perfect S-shape. Anyone who caught a glimpse couldn't help but be mesmerized by her stunning beauty.
Under the veiled black gauze, a pair of clear and cold beautiful eyes faintly shimmered, and her slender hands, as smooth as jade, gripped a transparent short blade. The blade tip seemed like freshly formed ice crystals, untainted by any dust or blood.
At this moment, two people approached from a distance. They both had the same nickname: Doraemon A; Doraemon B.
The player with the Doraemon A nickname on his head hurriedly picked up the discarded short blade a few steps away. The moment he held it, he shuddered violently, and when he saw its attributes clearly, he exclaimed with a trembling voice, "Frozen Blood Fang! This...this is Blood Demon Moon's weapon! Am I dreaming...?"
The woman who had just been wearing black clothes... could it be Blood Demon Moon!?
Doraemon B walked up to him and looked curiously at the short blade, asking, "Blood Demon Moon? Is she a very powerful player?"
Doraemon A looked at him with disdain, shaking his head. "You bookworm, I guess you're one of the few fools in the world who doesn't know about Blood Demon Moon."
"Uh," Doraemon B smiled awkwardly, a look of waiting for an answer on his face.
Doraemon A half-raised his head, still holding the short blade, which was still trembling slightly. "In the virtual gaming world of Huaxia, there has always been a ranking of the strongest players, with the top ten being known as the ten greatest players of Huaxia. The names on this list change periodically, but the top three have never changed. These three people are known to the world as the three myths of Huaxia. And 'Blood Demon Moon' is one of these three myths. Her reputation was established in a game called 'Skyrise' two years ago and has since dominated the gaming world."
"'Shura Queen'? Is that her title?"
Doraemon A explained, "Yes, that's right. She's a solitary and arrogant individual, never traveling with anyone else, but she has killed far more people than you can imagine, to the point where she was dubbed 'Shura Queen'. She's not only powerful and aloof, but also extremely mysterious. Besides knowing her name is Blood Demon Moon, no one has seen what she looks like in the real world. At the same time, she's an extremely beautiful woman, hence the origin of her title 'Shura Queen.'"
"Oh? Wait a moment, didn't you say that no one has seen what Blood Demon Moon looks like? Why do you say she has a 'city-toppling' appearance?" Doraemon B interrupted and asked.
Doraemon A explained, "In the game world called 'Skyrise' two years ago, there was once a popular beauty ranking list. This list was based on the comprehensive charm index of female players generated by the system, with extremely high fairness. At that time, Blood Demon Moon ranked first. So, at that time, she gained her reputation for beauty before her notoriety. Anyone who had designs on her was cold-bloodedly killed."
Thinking of that aloof figure standing at the summit, Doraemon A's face revealed a deep yearning, but unfortunately, someone at his level could only look up and yearn.
"All of them? Then... could she be the leader of the three great legends? No one can defeat her?" Doraemon B exclaimed in surprise. If the top player in the game world turned out to be a woman, it would be such an astonishing and astounding fact.
"No, it's not!" Doraemon A shook his head decisively, and his gaze gradually filled with a kind of yearning that Doraemon B couldn't understand, which was not just admiration for celebrities like heroes or stars, but also a mixture of reverence, trembling, fear... and even a hint of devoutness, which seemed more like a posture of looking up to gods. "That person is called Kilo, the unassailable Evil Emperor recognized as the peak legend in the Chinese gaming world, known as the 'Invincible Evil Emperor'!"
"Invincible Evil Emperor... Kilo?" Doraemon B muttered the name a few times, while trying to sketch the majestic image of the one referred to by this title in his mind. "Invincible"... and it was acknowledged as invincible. How many people in the world could truly achieve this with just two simple words?
The Invincible Evil Emperor Kilo, in the contemporary era of the game world, had become known to very few who didn't know his name.
"Kilo, although his name is 'Ki', he has a very evil way of doing things. It is rumored that he, like Blood Demon Moon, is a lone figure. All those powerful alliances and forces with strong strength and tens of thousands or even millions of players under their command have all tried to win him over, only to be rejected by him without exception. And anyone who provoked him would suffer his terrible retaliation. He never feared any force, nor did he fear offending anyone. Even in the game world, there was never anything he dared not do. Later on, no force tried to win him over, and no one dared to provoke him actively." Doraemon A sighed as he spoke of the peak legend standing at the top of the game world. This "Myth" was by no means just a symbolic title; the countless uproars and shocks he caused fully justified the use of the word "Myth."