Chapter 65

In the small town's internet cafe, their boss was their god, the most famous expert here, especially since his eyes weren't very good.

A god-like figure, a true warrior.

They never dreamed that in such a battlefield, Johnson would actually lose.

The War God No.1 stood quietly in the darkness, a terrifying devil.

"Master... this can't be..."

Alo was completely stunned. How could anyone defeat him with War God No.1 in the dark world?

Johnson slowly removed the tactile sensor, his eyes slightly opening, gazing at the blurry world, and lit a cigarette.

A faint smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth. Sometimes, failure is also a kind of happiness.

Looking at the Dark Hunter, sparks flying, War God No.1 saluted with his remaining arm.

Wang Zheng was certain that the person on the other side was a warrior, for only a battle-hardened warrior could have such a fighting aura.

This was worthy of respect. To face such an opponent was also his honor.

If Johnson was the King of Darkness, then Skull was the God of Darkness!

War God No.1 was not a god. Even with god-like operation, there were limits in such an environment, but this was not the only path to victory.

On the battlefield, psychology, environment, and more could determine the outcome.

Everything was prepared for that final moment.

This was a suffocating calm.

What kind of mental fortitude did it take to remain so calm in such a situation?

The Roaring March.

Various animal-like cries came from the Skull Legion, who couldn't believe they had turned the tide until the last moment.

This was the most thrilling match they had ever seen. The opponent was incredibly strong, and the advantage was so overwhelming, but a god is a god, and he could still win!

Countless people sang the Skull Legion's battle song, echoing through the audience area.

Another part of the more rational audience couldn't help but sigh, "Unsolvable."

If operation had its limits, this overall strategy and attention to detail were truly heaven-defying.

Deer's mouth was dry. Such dramatic ups and downs always affected his emotions. He hadn't felt a climax recently, which was a tragedy.

"Old Deer, as long as you live, believe in miracles!"

Xiao Mo smiled brightly and lightly tapped Old Deer's wounded heart.

Old Deer felt dizzy in the live stream and then fell down.

The live stream room was in chaos. Such dramatic ups and downs were indeed too stimulating, especially since Old Deer was so invested, completely putting himself in the shoes of Skull's opponent and exerting himself to the limit.

The number of VIPs exceeded 800,000, with 500,000 VVIPs.

This was heaven-defying data.

Soon, the official released an analysis video:

"Salute to the Indestructible Warrior Soul — Johnson!"

Yes, it was Johnson.

This former special forces member, who had once achieved great military feats, was not forgotten by the people, even though he had left the army.

His body could not adapt to the military, but he survived in another way, his spirit eternal.

People finally understood why Johnson could win a hundred battles in Rakato. He was the true King of Darkness.

Then, who was Skull?

In this world, driving War God No.1, he could defeat a real soldier. Such a heaven-defying judgment???

After the last match, Skull once again performed a god-like feat.

This was the respect between warriors!!!

No roaring, no shouting, just the calm confrontation of two warriors, the clash of experience, and precise judgment.

The terrifying sensory judgment alone was enough to scare many people. Without showing off, too many people would become trash in such an environment.

And without relying on instruments, to have such insight into the environment was truly a rhythm that made the opponent fall into despair.

This battle told everyone that no matter who you are, what level you are, or what powerful identity you have, here, only strength can win.

"Let's follow Skull to become a god!"

This was the title of the analysis video given by Super Show, the chief of staff of the Skull Legion.

In many universities, girls were chatting about how handsome someone was, how nice someone's muscle lines were, who went to a hotel with whom, and how someone performed, when the boys' dormitory suddenly erupted in howls.

They were howling, unable to release the passion in their hearts any other way.

This was what a true expert looked like. Relying on equipment was so weak!

Ye Zisu and the three girls looked at each other. Girls wouldn't express it that way, but the three girls were also stunned for a long time.

"Is he even human? To still have the energy to notice other things in such a situation?" Du Qingqing said blankly. Even as a spectator, she couldn't focus on anything else during such intense battles.

"Controlling the overall situation at all times is a must for a commander."

Ye Zisu sighed. It was easy to say, but hard to do. In human history, those great figures had all achieved it.

True strength lies in grasping the most critical point in the overall situation, which is often the easiest to overlook.

"This is the talent of a general and a prime minister." An Mei sighed sincerely. "Tsk tsk, I'm interested in him."

"Haha, be careful, your rich husband might divorce you!"

"Ha, he doesn't have the guts!" An Mei laughed. With the emotional nourishment, An Mei had recently been radiating beauty.

It's true that girls in love are the most beautiful.

"I'm curious, who is this Skull? Johnson is definitely a military expert, and although his body was affected, in CT, this impact is at most one or two percent."

Ye Zisu exclaimed, and the others nodded.

After all, Skull used War God No.1, which was almost a free mech in Rakato.

Without strict dark training, it was impossible to adapt to the darkness.

This darkness was actually a piece of cake compared to the maddening, despairing silence of the dark space. In fact, this darkness was quite fortunate.

To merge?

When you feel that death is a luxury, merging isn't a big deal.

For Wang Zheng, encountering such an opponent was his happiness, making him feel that all his efforts were worth it. This was not just a battle but a clash of wills.

He could feel the opponent's effort and persistence, which made him feel that his own efforts and persistence were valuable.

He was not alone!

That salute was a sign of respect for the opponent.

There were no losers here.

Xiao Mo, being a girl, was moved to tears by the intense battle. The background music was still Lin Huixun's "Not Afraid." Indeed, in this world, as long as you have courage, there's nothing to fear.

In that small town, many people in the internet cafe learned about Johnson's background for the first time. They all thought he was just a half-blind game lover. Although he lost, the applause filled the sky. Johnson was also a hero!

Xiao Mo tried to hold back her excitement. She couldn't forget this time what she had forgotten last time.

"Skull, I represent everyone to ask the question everyone wants to know the most... do you have a girlfriend?" Xiao Mo blushed. "Cough, not that, the question everyone wants to know is, why did you choose War God No.1?"

The number of VIPs was approaching 800,000 and still rising.

Lin Huixun was lying on the bed, writing something, with tears still on her face.

She felt she was becoming more sentimental. This was a true battle, filled with will and persistence. It was a melody of perseverance, and she never thought it could inspire her!

For a brief three seconds, it felt like three days. Everyone waited quietly.

Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, four words appeared on the screen — "Permanently Free."

Was this the legendary god-like response?!

Solen almost fell off his chair. He had guessed many possibilities, the most reliable being that War God No.1 was the only one that could unleash its combat power... but the result...

Of course, people didn't take it seriously, but some girls went crazy. Chen Xiu and Yao Ailun found that because of these four words, the number of female players requesting to join the legion immediately surged.

What was going on?

In girls' eyes, a cold hero was only suitable for admiration from a distance, but a hero with a sense of humor was the perfect lover.

The innocent Wang classmate was reflecting. He was relatively satisfied with this battle. The opponent's pressure made him pay attention to his surroundings. What seemed disadvantageous in some situations was actually advantageous. When everyone thought the terrain was a disadvantage for War God No.1, this mindset itself was a powerful weapon.

As for the answer... it was a genuine truth.

Free is the hard truth.

In the Shangri-La Hotel, Aina was reporting her living conditions. This was a constraint of being a princess. Freedom was always relative. For her "strange" wish, the royal family was actually very opposed, but they had to agree due to principles, hoping Aina would adhere to the principles of a princess on Earth.

Although her identity was kept secret, as a princess, she still had to adhere to certain principles.

Of course, because Aina was a model princess of the Galactic Alliance, people weren't too worried. They saw it as a way to understand the people, especially on Earth, the birthplace of humanity, which had a rich cultural atmosphere.

After a tedious hour, she finally finished. Thinking about the future made her a bit anxious. She knew she was playing with fire, but even if she were a moth drawn to the flame, she couldn't control herself.

At this moment, she really envied Huixun. As a princess, she could do what she wanted and pursue her singing dreams.

But, who made her the first in line for the throne?

Maybe, when this girl came, she could ask for advice. Her cousin was known for her cleverness and had many ideas, much smarter than her. Even though Aslan didn't have such high requirements for other heirs, becoming a public figure wasn't easy. But Huixun had convinced the royal family in just a few days, and they were very satisfied with her current contributions.

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