National Games Game: I am the Chinese God of War!

The road is long and painful but happy!

The pain was naturally the pain of soul-forging. His soul was twisted and crushed one by one, and then gathered together again, repeating this process over and over again.

He once saw a kind of torture in ancient times called Lingchi, also known as dicing with a thousand knives, in which a person's flesh is cut off piece by piece with a knife.

He felt that his soul was undergoing Lingchi torture now.

If he were an ordinary person, he would have been unable to hold on long ago and would have devoted all his strengthening points to his spirit, striving to get out of the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible.

But he is different!

In order to complete the task in his previous life, he could lie in one place motionless for 6 hours, letting the wind, rain, mosquitoes and ants bite him.

His perseverance had long been tempered.

No matter how severe the pain is, if you endure it, you will gradually get used to it.

And he didn't suffer in vain.

The resistance of the Unyielding Talent to mental attacks continues to increase.

1%, 1.1%, 1.2%…

It is only a matter of time before it stacks up to 50% of the full value.

In addition, in the process of his soul being tempered, his spirit became more condensed and his will became stronger.

The mental value increases at a slow rate, +1, +1.

Now even if Huanjing is willing to let him out, he is a little unhappy.

In this illusory space, he lost the concept of time.

The only fun is watching the two values ​​​​on the system panel rise slowly but surely.

I don’t know how long it took.

〖Suffering mental damage, the mental damage is permanently reduced by 0.1%, and the current total is 50%〗

The spirit also increased by 109 points. When it was just a little short of breaking through to S level, the stagnation was different.

After being immune to 50% of the mental damage, the pain in the soul has been relieved a lot. Let alone one day, it won't be a problem for another month.

He was a little reluctant and wanted to wait and see if his spirit could improve further.

The voice of the Ninth Heavenly King rang in his ears.

"The vitality of ants is quite tenacious. How does it feel to have your soul whipped? Is it something you will never forget?"

"Have you thought about it? If you continue to be stubborn, you will live in boundless purgatory for the rest of your life!"

Lu Yuan opened his eyes, and a light flashed in his eyes.

The majesty of the Ninth Heavenly King was no longer in his eyes, and there was no longer the feeling of trembling in his soul just by looking at it a day ago.

The surrounding scenes also became blurry, like flowers in the mist.

He knew in his heart that this illusion could no longer trap him.

Before breaking through the illusion, he had to do one more thing.

"Answer my question, surrender or perish?"

"I surrender to nm!"

Lu Yuan stretched out his body with lightning speed, and punched the Ninth Heavenly King... on the knee with an angry punch.

"That bullshit Ninth Heavenly King, the Ninth Earth Worm is just about the same!"

"Master, let me show you today what an angry ant is!"

The Ninth Heavenly King, who seems to be invincible in the world, makes people unable to even think of resistance.

His knees were easily broken by Lu Yuan's punch, and he fell down after pushing Jinshan and Yuzhu.

There were expressions of disbelief among the 72 eyes.

"Ant, how dare you..."

Lu Yuan still wanted to give him a slap in the face.

The picture in front of him gradually shattered, the Ninth Heavenly King disappeared, and the picture in his eyes returned to its original appearance.

He is still in the ice palace and has never moved.

The necklace around the neck of the female corpse in the crystal coffin floats automatically.

A purple band of light connected him to the purple gemstone on the necklace.

"Is it you who caused the trouble?"

He was furious. Although he gained a lot in the illusion, the punishment he suffered was real.

Raising the two-meter-long purple gold meteor knife in his hand, he was about to smash the crystal coffin and smash the hateful gem.

"Wait a minute, do it!"

In his mind, a cold female voice sounded.

"What kind of monster is this again? Why don't you reveal your true form soon!"

The woman's voice was a little angry: "You are so rude. You broke into my palace and called me a monster."

Then, Lu Yuan saw the picture in his mind.

A woman in purple clothes stands in the sky, her face is the same as that of the woman in the crystal coffin.

He had only seen the woman in the coffin appear in his mind in horror movies.

"Are you a human or a ghost? Why do you appear in my mind?"

This time the woman in purple didn't get angry again, but explained: "I am neither human nor ghost. What I am communicating with you now is just the last bit of my spiritual power left in the world."

Before Lu Yuan could speak, she introduced herself.

"My name is Ziyue, the last queen of the Crystal Clan."

"Stranger, congratulations on passing the test of the Crystal Clan."

You tortured me to death, do you call this a test?

Lu Yuan originally wanted to complain again, but seeing that the other party showed no ill intentions, he asked patiently: "What test?"

"If I choose to surrender to the Nine Heavenly King, a descendant of Raushi, will I fail the test? What will be the outcome?"

A sly smile appeared on Ziyue's cold face, like a hundred flowers blooming.

"It doesn't matter what your choice is."

Lu Yuan asked in confusion: "What does it mean to be unimportant?"

One is related to one's own wealth and life, and the other is related to the survival of the entire race. These are not important. What else is important.

"Because I don't even have the right answer to the question I asked you."

"The Crystal Clan has the same choice as you. They would rather be broken into pieces than destroyed. I believe you have seen the end. They will be exterminated!"

"This palace may be the last trace of the Crystal Clan in the world."

"I don't know what the outcome would be if we chose to surrender, so I say there is no right answer."

Lu Yuan became more and more confused.

"Isn't what I just entered an illusion? Why does it have anything to do with your choices? Or is it that what I encountered in the illusion is what you have actually experienced?"

Ziyue nodded, the past flashing into her mind like smoke, with a look of sadness on her face.

She waved her hand, and two chairs appeared in Lu Yuan's mind, calling Lu Yuan to sit down.

Lu Yuan looked strange.

Sister, this is how I act like you are the master in my mind.

"Are you willing to listen to me tell a story, or the history of the Crystal Clan?"

"All ears!" Lu Yuan did not refuse.

After entering the game "National Games Survival", the more he experienced, the more he discovered that the true face of the world was far beyond his imagination.

The humans on Aqua Blue Planet are just frogs in a well living in a corner.

The more you know, the more ignorant you appear.

Perhaps through the history of the Crystal Clan, we can get a glimpse of the truth about this world.

Ziyue sat there thinking about it for a while before she started talking.

"The land where the Crystal Clan is located is called the Amethyst Continent. It is rich in a kind of gemstone called Amethyst. Purple has always been revered."

"On the Amethyst Continent, there are thousands of races. After tens of thousands of years of development, the Crystal Clan has become the master of the Amethyst Continent with its naturally powerful body and outstanding mental talent."

"It is no exaggeration to say that the Crystal Clan is a god-like existence on the Amethyst Continent."

"It wasn't until I was fifteen that something unexpected happened."

"The God-given race trial appears inexplicably on the Amethyst Continent!"

Lu Yuan's heart beat wildly.

God-given racial trial? Why does this name sound similar to the game "National Luck Survival"?