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VRMMORPG: Dragomancer Reborn

Arthur Grey was one of the many poor souls doomed to forever do menial dead end jobs. That was until, the rise of a new Virtual reality game Morpheus Online. It was a technological revolution that ushered in a new age for the world. One didn’t need to be educated! One didn’t need to go to college! All could simply strive to gain fortune in Morpheus Online and become rich! Arthur of course joined in on the opportunity presented and did his best to reap a fortune for himself. Unfortunately things didn’t go well for him and one day he perished in an earthquake. Miraculously though, fate had a different plan. Arthur found himself back in his 18 year old self! He had regressed! With all his memories intact, Arthur vowed to reach the top of Morpheus Online, taking advantage of all the secrets that were still hidden along with the biggest secret of them all: The Dragomancer’s Legacy! Taming dragons? Wielding their powers? All was within the grasp as long as one became a Dragomancer. But there was a lot more to the dark side of Morpheus Online that Arthur would discover, realizing there was more to his regression than just luck.

Grand_Void_Daoist · 游戏
分數不夠
312 Chs

Roran Town

>Player Arzhur has killed a Jagged Horn Shrew!<

>Player Arzhur has obtained 1% Experience<

The first Jagged Horn Shrew that Arthur pierced through had been injured before and was going to die anyway. The second one though, was still fine, but when Arthur's spear struck in its body, it couldn't move at all.

>Jagged Horn Shrew has been impaled!<

>Jagged Horn Shrew will be unable to move!<

When the beast struck, Arthur took out his Black Tear Short Sword and stabbed into its eye.

[Critical Hit!]

[Fatal Hit!]

[-50% HP]

>Player Arzhur has killed a Jagged Horn Shrew!<

>Player Arzhur has obtained 1% Experience<

"There we go…" Arthur pulled out the spear from the Jagged Horn Shrews and drew back the Black Tear Short Sword.

The short sword was still handy as a spare weapon when the spear was occupied. 

'At least these are easy to harvest.' Arthur thought as he quickly cut off the horns of the shrews.