Overcast skies, humid air.
Thomas Grand Canyon, on the battlefield littered with corpses, the war has come to an end temporarily, and a small group of orcs are hurriedly retreating towards the top of the valley.
Vulgar curses accompanied by chaotic footsteps invaded the top of the valley. Their voices were so chaotic that they alarmed the wandering carrion birds.
Crows, vultures and corpse gulls were reluctant to abandon the corpse pile in front of them, which was full of mutilated limbs and internal organs. They were also afraid of being hit by stray arrows. They circled around the corpse pile and kept chirping, as if they were awakened by the hoarse voice. What was in the corpse pile? Something moved and made a slight noise.
Not far away, a team of three orcs suddenly stopped.
"sound!"
A green-skinned orc with a strong physique and broken leather armor shook its fangs. It narrowed its eyes and glanced around with cold eyes: "It's a human. I'll kill him."
After saying that, it walked towards the pile of corpses.
"Hurry up." The other orcs urged.
In the darkness, with his keen sense of smell and after a search, the strong orc quickly found a human being covered in stumps.
This seriously injured warrior was still in a coma. Surrounded by the corpses of orcs, his armor was badly damaged. The blade of the sword in his hand was curled and there were even signs of fragmentation on the blade. He looked in very bad condition and seemed to be weak. He could die at any time.
boom! Thunder tears the sky.
"die!"
With the thunder, the orc raised the ax in his hand, and then struck hard at the head of the human in front of him.
Snapped! Lightning shone through the dark night sky, and under the strong light, the orc seemed to see a cold eye looking at him.
In an instant, the unconscious warrior opened his eyes, stretched out his left hand, and hit the nerve on the back of his hand. The sudden numbness made the orc couldn't help but let go of the short ax in his hand, and the warrior then took the opportunity to grab the wrist and destroy it. Its center of gravity easily made it fall to its side.
"Hmm?!" Everything happened too fast. The strong orc hadn't reacted yet and just let out a breath instinctively. At this time, the left hand like a steel plier had already climbed up its neck.
"Gaba."
The left hand slowly tightened, and the powerful force was crushing the orc's throat and spine bit by bit. It struggled hard, but to no avail. As the force gradually increased, its pupils began to scatter. In the gradually blurred gaze, the seriously injured soldier slowly sat up, his eyes as cold as steel.
After a while, it stopped struggling, its breath completely disappeared, and it became motionless.
He let go of his hand and the body fell to the ground. The warrior named Joshua was silent for a while. He rolled his dry eyes and looked around.
In the canyon battlefield strewn with broken limbs, the strong smell of blood poured into his nose. The cold and damp armor clung to his body, and his right hand and weapon were bound together by blood scabs, making it impossible to loosen them.
"Cloudy sky, orcs, battlefield..."
He said slowly, as if every word was extremely heavy: "Thomas Canyon?!"
"This is impossible—I should be fighting a tough battle with my comrades and the devil cubs in the Naya Fortress in the Ash Ruins dungeon!"
Meteor fire showers and scorching air flashed across the sky in his mind. On the earth, lava flowed like a river. But now, the sky was cloudy and the air was extremely humid. They were completely two worlds.
Feeling a tightness in his chest, Joshua took a breath. At this time, scattered raindrops fell with the wind, and soon turned into a violent storm.
A burst of soreness spread throughout his body, and he realized that many parts of his body were unable to move freely due to excessive injuries and were in urgent need of training. However, as a legendary warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles, Joshua had long since Having experienced countless near-desperate battles, struggling to survive bloody battles was commonplace, and this kind of injury was nothing to him.
"Tsk, it's very weird... In the year 853 of Starfall, at the end of the third edition of the Continent of Strife, the Thomas Canyon was razed to the ground by the legendary battle. I even participated in it personally."
Looking around again, Joshua murmured to himself. He wiped away the bloody rain in front of his eyes, still a little unbelievable: "Why am I here?"
Dark clouds rolled over the canyon, with faint thunder flashing among them. The sound of distant horns was carried by the wind to all parts of the battlefield. The rain washed away the blood scabs, and the red blood gathered into streams and flowed on the ground.
"wrong."
Washed by the cold rain, his thoughts gradually became clear: "I should be dead."
The memory comes back - it was a hateful cloudy day.
Naya Fortress, Wall Maria, lava covered the ground, demons came in like a tide, the sky filled with meteors and fire showers was obscured by winged demons, the huge floating battleship belonging to the demons shrouded the entire fortress in shadow, and the huge rocks were covered by fire. The oil ignited and fell into the fortress like raindrops. The smoke from the burning fire shot straight into the sky. Amid the huge roars and fluctuations caused by the attacks of the legendary strongmen, the war intensified and the two sides fought fiercely.
But just as everyone was fighting bloody battles, a sword stabbed Joshua in the lower back. The most vicious runes and curses emerged, and then his memory was completely blurred.
"Who the hell attacked me?!"
Recalling this, Joshua suddenly felt that he could no longer control his violent temper: "I haven't died since I advanced to legend. I thought that the death of the virgin would be left in the hands of the demon king, but I never expected that it would be in the hands of the demon king." Got fucked by one of our own!"
But he quickly frowned... Regardless of who the betrayer was, even if he was not dead, he should be unconscious on the wall of Naya Fortress. How could he end up in this pile of corpses
Joshua suddenly had an ominous premonition. As a legendary warrior, his body can heal itself much faster than ordinary people. But now the torn muscles have not healed yet, and the pain has become more intense. Stupidly, the official has adjusted the pain synchronization rate. Already? And if he wasn't dead, where were the wounds on his back
The wounds caused by the curse, even he could not heal without the help of the great priest.
What the hell is this? It’s not X Bidudou, so why are there so many bugs
"Anyway, get up first!"
Struggling to get up, Joshua gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain of muscle tearing. Cold sweat flowed from his forehead, washing away the blood that had not yet solidified. He put one hand on the ground, and the damaged armor on his body rubbed against each other, making a harsh noise from the gaps. It could be vaguely seen that there was a penetrating wound on his abdomen.
Intense pain spread along the nerves. If Joshua hadn't been an ordinary person in reality, he would have been unable to move in pain.
After standing up and taking a few breaths, Joshua didn't stop and immediately walked towards the nearby pile of corpses. The sword in his hand was broken. Years of battlefield experience allowed him to quickly find a new weapon to deal with unexpected events.
After rummaging through the remains, Joshua found a spear that was still in good condition. The head of the spear was badly worn, but it was not a big problem. It shook a little in the rain, and he felt that it was still in his hand.
Suddenly, the silence was interrupted.
"He killed Tuogu!" Along with this roar, two huge orc figures walked out of the darkness not far away.
The two-meter-tall, muscular orcs spoke the orc language. Their damaged leather armor was about to burst due to the muscles. Their eyes were bloodshot and they looked extremely angry.
After confirming that there was only one enemy, the reckless orcs picked up their weapons and charged forward without thinking at all.
"Ouch!!!!" The one rushing at the front was an orc holding a long knife. His green skin was now a little black, and he seemed to have entered a violent state. He waved the weapon in his hand, preparing to use his strong physique to kill this beast. The weak humans were completely defeated.
However, a spear flashed like a flying star.
The rusty spear penetrated the orc's tough skin and muscles in the darkness, and went straight into the heart. Joshua stirred it casually, and then quickly pulled it out. Suddenly, a strong flow of blood mixed with internal organs spurted out from the huge wound. Green blood mixed with rain splashed onto his face.
"Really an orc?" Joshua said with some surprise. Joshua turned his head and looked at the remaining orc who had stopped charging and looked at him with frightened eyes. He asked in confusion: "How is this possible?"
When the orc saw his companion die so easily, the fear in his heart immediately overshadowed his instinctive anger. He wanted to turn around and run away, but it was already too late.
Joshua casually pulled out the spear from the heart of the dead orc, held it in his hand, aimed it slightly, and then threw it suddenly.
The black spear broke through the wind, shook away the rain, and let out a sharp roar. It hit the orc in the lower back and pinned him in place.
It fell down with an unwilling look in its eyes, warm blood spurted out from the fatal wound, and the power of life continued to disappear, causing its will to return to darkness.
"I clearly remember that the system announced that the orcs are completely extinct... ugh!"
Walking over and pulling out the spear, Joshua suddenly felt a sharp pain erupting in his waist. The penetrating wound was now bleeding: "It's really too much to exercise like this after the muscles are torn."
The injuries on this body were very serious. Not only were the muscles damaged, but the internal organs were also shocked. After the battle just now, even the secretion of adrenal hormones could not continue to paralyze him. Now, all the wounds on his body were screaming. Blame the master for his recklessness.
The pain was so intense that Joshua couldn't help but lean on his spear, half-kneeling on the ground, and gasp for air.
"Huh...what's going on? As a legendary warrior, I shouldn't have to spend so much effort killing three orcs, even if I am seriously injured."
Holding the spear in his right hand, he stretched out his left hand to touch the soil. The cold and slippery touch rolled in Joshua's palm.
"This kind of touch, the smell of blood in the nose and the pain like tearing inside the body, even the highest-level virtual game cabin, it is absolutely impossible for the official to simulate it..."
Doubts surged in his heart, and the ominous premonition further intensified: "The Thomas Grand Canyon has long been turned into flat ground, but now it has reappeared again. I was originally in Naya Fortress fighting against the devil, but now I wake up here..."
"What exactly is going on?!"
Boom! Thunder boomed and lightning pierced the night sky. With this light, the panting Joshua saw his own shadow reflected in the fragments of the sword blade.
It was a strange yet familiar face with black hair.
"Who is this... Is this me?!"
The moment he saw the reflection, Joshua suddenly felt like a file was being scraped back and forth in his head. The severe pain made him couldn't help but press his head with both hands, and veins popped out on his forehead.
Then, just as Joshua endured the sudden pain, he recalled all his 'own' memories.