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Logging Into The Desolated World 10000 Years Earlier

Su Mu arrived at the game, Desolated World, 10000 years earlier before launch with the player’s status board. He had the most common talent for a player, immortality. However, even though he couldn’t die, his level and experience were locked. There was no way for him to get stronger by raising his level. The only way he became strong was through cultivation. There was no day and night inside the cave and 1000 years passed by in an instant. When he finally left the cave, he learned that the lady whom he randomly saved had built a tribe for him and he had become the totem of the tribe. 5000 years later, when the first batch of the closed beta players arrived, they looked at the totem statue in the beginner village, they were dumbfounded. “This is the Level 1 Boss that the devs say is easy to kill?”

No Umbrella Under Rain · Eastern
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40 Chs

Warrior! Warrior!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Early in the morning.

The first ray of sunlight brushed past Su Mu in the crack and shone into the Rogue Mountain Stream.

Only then did the rogues in the mountain stream below walk out of their residences.

Su Mu specially observed the rogues who had lost their roommates last night.

He discovered that not only were these people not afraid of negative emotions, but they were… showing off excitedly?!

"I saw Lord eat him last night with my own eyes! Hahaha!"

"He's dead. How nice. Even if Lord didn't kill him, I would've killed him!"

"Hehehe, I broke his arm. Indeed, he ended up being devoured by Lord. It's really… too wonderful!"

After becoming powerful, Su Mu only needed to listen carefully to hear what the people below were saying.

After hearing a few words, Su Mu directly gave up on continuing to investigate…

They were indeed a group of inhumane beasts.

Su Mu was almost unable to suppress his hands!

"When will that tribe arrive?"

Outside the mountain stream.

The main group of the Nameless Tribe arrived.

The ten captains led a thousand warriors and divided into ten teams to surround this Rogue Mountain Stream.

The weakest team was arranged to wait on the spot. The remaining nine teams each formed a team of a hundred people. They held weapons connected to iron and bone clubs and rushed towards the mountain stream in an orderly manner…

"Remember, during the battle, follow our usual training and don't act on your own!"

"The injured are not allowed to eat meat for three days!"

"If you kill one enemy, you will be rewarded with one piece of hind leg meat and two pieces of enemy meat!"

"Remember, this is a test from our leader. If anyone embarrasses me, don't blame me for kicking you out of the warrior team!"

The nine captains in the lead instructed their team members over and over again…

Unlike them, the team guarding the entrance of the mountain stream did not have a good expression…

"Trash! A group of trash!"

"Just you wait. When we return to the tribe, I'll teach you a lesson!"

Because the team was too weak, they were left at the entrance of the mountain stream. The warriors in the team shrank their heads and hung their hands, holding iron weapons.

Because the warriors exerted too much strength, the veins on their hands bulged…

At this moment, someone in the team muttered softly,

"Isn't it because you can't defeat the other captains that we have to stay here…"

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene instantly fell silent. The captain in the lead had a furious expression, but the words just now caused him to be speechless…

Helpless, he could only look at the other teams with envy as the other party excitedly rushed into the mountain stream…

He stabbed the weapon in his hand into the ground and cursed helplessly, "Damn it!"

The rogues in the mountain stream were about to start a new day of hunting and had yet to leave when a group of guys stronger than them held weapons they had never seen before and rushed towards them excitedly!

Without needing anyone to give the order, this group of rogues rushed fearlessly towards the team of the Nameless Tribe.

Unlike the orderly charge of the Nameless Tribe, the rogues were like loose sand. They rushed towards the Nameless Tribe in groups of twos and threes or alone.

In the stone crack, seeing such an orderly team, Su Mu could not help but sigh. "In the early stages of this wilderness, there was actually such an orderly tribe?!"

The outcome of the two sides had already been decided at this moment. Now, it was just a matter of how many casualties the Nameless Tribe was going to suffer.

Roar!!

Roar!!!

At this moment, the roar of a Plague sounded from the mountain stream behind!

The heavy sound of running came from the mountain stream behind.

In the stone crack, Su Mu's figure disappeared as he stuck to the stone wall and rushed towards the roar.

At this moment, he had already waited for a long time. Without the help of the rogues, he was 95% confident in dealing with these Plagues!

After Su Mu's beheading last night, only one Spirit was left alive.

Last night, the death of its companions made it very angry. Before it could investigate who had done all this, it was suddenly invaded by the enemy today.

How could it tolerate this?

Did the other party really think that just anyone could provoke them?

Just as it rode the remaining eleven Plagues and was about to head to the battlefield to vent its anger…

It discovered that a guy who was only slightly stronger than it… had descended from the sky…

Seeing Su Mu's body, the Spirit smiled.

It wondered if Su Mu would cry in pain after being punched by the Plague.

However…

Expectations were always contrary to reality…

The Spirit saw that the little thin man was suddenly enveloped by the explosive fire spiritual aura, looking like a terrifying ferocious beast…

At this moment, the Spirit knew that this guy was not easy to deal with…

Just as it was about to arrange for the Plague to test the waters, the explosive figure wrapped in fire spiritual energy suddenly disappeared…

When he appeared again, the Spirit's scalp went numb…

This was because a fist wrapped in a scorching aura had appeared in front of it. It wanted to let the Plague block it for it…

However, compared to Su Mu, the other party's actions were really far inferior!

Pfft!

One punch!

Half of the last Spirit's body was shattered by Su Mu…

At this moment, the Plague under the Spirit had just raised its arm to cover its chest…

Roar!

After the Spirit died, confusion appeared in the eyes of the Plagues for a moment. In the next moment, their eyes were red.

They fell into extreme madness!

However…

Hot-bloodedness was useless. Madness could not bring about the enhancement of combat strength. Instead, in Su Mu's eyes, they had become even weaker…

Su Mu was like an elegant dancer as he wandered among the Plagues. Every time the Plagues' attack was about to land, his figure had long moved to the other side…

One punch, two punches…

Five punches!

After dishing out five punches, Su Mu finally killed a brainless and crazy Plagues…

This actually made him, who was used to dealing with trouble with one punch, somewhat uncomfortable…

Five minutes later.

Beside Su Mu's feet were eleven mountains of flesh, as well as the spirit with only half a body left…

He was not in a hurry to touch the corpses. Instead, he rushed to the battlefield in front of him…

After the first round of attacks, the two sides fell into a tug-of-war.

Although the Nameless Tribe had all the advantages, they still felt a little troubled by the sudden madness of the rogues.

Casualties also began to appear at this moment…

"Hold on!"

"Fill the gap!"

"Protect the injured!"

The battlefield was like a meat grinder…

At this moment, raging flames attacked from behind the rogues.

Before the rogues could turn around, they discovered a figure wrapped in flames rushing into the team behind them…

When the captain of the Nameless Tribe and the others saw this scene, they did not hesitate and immediately led the warriors to charge with all their strength. They surrounded the rogues in the mountain stream with Su Mu…

In the back, Su Mu, who was in the flames, revealed an admiring expression when he saw the decision of the Nameless Tribe. "Good."

An hour later.

Beside Su Mu's feet were the charred corpses of rogues, covering the ground around him…

Just as he was about to return to the place where Plagues and the others had died to touch their corpses, he saw someone from the Nameless Tribe running towards him.

"Warrior! Warrior! Do you want to join our tribe?"