I am level zero and start my journey to another world from Dragon Girl Village

"By the way, although I am a boy, I have been raised as a girl since I was a child. I don't think you would suggest that, right?"

In the stands, Thor's four harem clenched their fists.

If this kind of person came in, they would want to die.

The cracks on the cross-dressing man's face began to increase.

"I won't tell you, don't kill me."

Thor temporarily suppressed the two opponents with the holy weapon.

There were three other people on the other side: the will-o'-the-wisp man, the bandage man, and the suit man.

Thor used the elements to conjure a fire bow in his hand.

The group of skeletons with green flames appeared in the ghost fire field of the ghost fire man.

Thor didn't even need to look at these miscellaneous soldiers, he could kill them all with one arrow.

The speed at which skeletons are generated is not as fast as the speed at which Thor kills them.

And Thor also approached the remaining three people step by step.

Chapter 410: Despair

The will-o'-the-wisp man was very panicked.

"Two big brothers, are you all right? My domain can't hold on any longer."

The man in the suit said as he drew a magic circle: "We have to hold on even if we can't. This is our only chance to turn the tables."

The will-o'-the-wisp man gritted his teeth and stomped his feet.

"Fight."

Countless skeletons were instantly generated in the Netherfire Realm, and the skeletons merged together to form a giant skeleton.

In Thor's eyes, this thing was just a little bigger and not that powerful.

Thor jumped up, and then threw the bow in his hand away, which turned into elements and dissipated.

The giant Hellfire Skeleton combined its hands to trap Thor. The two huge skeleton palms formed a bone prison. Seeing this, Thor smashed the prison with one punch.

It was just a bare-handed punch, and then he rushed to the giant skeleton's face. Just one punch, and the huge skeleton collapsed instantly.

The will-o'-the-wisp man sat down on the ground. His face, which had been pale and weak, turned red and sweaty.

"I'm sorry. I tried my best."

The man in the suit put his hand on the will-o'-the-wisp man's shoulder.

"Thanks to you, we have bought enough time. It has been done."

Thor walked towards the three people. As he walked, he found that he could not walk anymore. He looked closely and saw that the gray-black bandages had wrapped around his limbs.

"It's just a little trick."

Thor tried to break free by brute force, but found that he couldn't break free.

"Don't waste your energy, Prince Sebastian. Rosso is special. He is the only one here without a bone face, and the soul that coexists with him resides in these bandages. Moreover, these bandages are made of special materials that will absorb the opponent's magic power and physical strength. I used some tricks so that you can only feel it now."

Thor looked at the man in the suit with interest.

"Just these don't seem to be enough."

The man in the suit put the bone mask on his neck, revealing two rows of white and neat teeth without flesh.

"Your Highness, I know these are not enough, so I have prepared others."

A huge eyeball appeared in front of Thor. It was pitch black inside, and Thor's eyes, which were looking straight ahead, gradually became dark and empty.

"Marida Bhutto, Jeroboam, stop pretending to be dead."

The two men moved towards the head, pulled out the two knives that were nailed to the bone, put the head back, connected the broken end to the body, and granulation tissue began to churn to connect the head and body, then covered the wound, and everything was as good as before.

The five men looked at Thor with empty eyes and began to attack one after another.

They will not show mercy when taking advantage of his illness to kill him.

But the five people's attack was blocked by an invisible barrier and they could not advance at all.

Wright raised his eyebrows. He had long discovered that when Thor was attacked unconsciously, he would enter an invincible state.

This may be one of Thor's trump cards, but the current situation is not optimistic for Thor.

"Mr. Charles, Thor won't lose."

Charles looked at the tense situation on the field with a calm expression.

"If Thor can't even get past this, how will he stand a chance against Vladis?"

"From the beginning, everyone in the City of the Dead had a plan. Two combat-type zombies were sent to contain the enemy, one domain-type zombie was sent to delay the enemy, and one spiritual-type zombie started to set traps. When Thor walked into the trap, the control-type zombie with no sense of existence would control Thor. There was no need to control him all the time, as long as it was enough to control him until the trap of the man in the suit was activated."

"Thor is now in a state of despair initiated by the man in the suit. He has to experience the people and things that make him despair again. I just hope that before Thor's layer of protection disappears, he can break through the state of despair."

At this moment of despair, Thor watched his life go by.

When I was born, the country was still in the process of recovery and everything was simple. There was no so-called star-studded ceremony. My father was guarding the border, and only my mother and sister witnessed my birth.

My mother did not interact much with me when I was just born. She handed me over to Vladis and hurried off to handle government affairs.

My sister seems clumsy, but very attentive.

Later, my elder sister's talent also emerged, and the younger me was handed over to the care of the maids.

Until that time, the turning point of his life, his sister, who was extremely talented, was unable to activate the secret art of the king, but he got a response when he followed the spell that was recited from it.

At that moment, my mother's eyes on me changed, becoming full of expectation and joy.

In order to meet his mother's expectations, he worked hard to become stronger.

At such a young age, he had to undergo special training that even adults could not endure, but for the sake of his mother's expectations, he forced himself to get through it.

As his mind develops, Thor gradually realizes that his mother's expectations can never be met. No matter how strong he becomes, she will always say, it's not enough, look at your sister.

Being strong is no longer his goal, but his sister is. He works hard to catch up with her and climb that peak that seems insurmountable.

I was climbing desperately, and the peak was getting higher.

The speed of growth even exceeds the speed of one's own growth.

Thor began to doubt himself. He gave up many things in order to become stronger, but the endless and never-ending practice made him tired. His mother's strictness and his sister's strength made Thor unable to bear it. He wanted to escape, but he didn't dare to.

Until he received the order to participate in the Heroic Competition.

He overcame all obstacles and became the number one without any bloodshed, reaching the top at the youngest age in history.

Thor looked at his mother excitedly, but she had a calm expression, as if everything was as he was supposed to do.

At that moment, Thor didn't understand the meaning of his life, nor did he understand why he was working hard and trying to become stronger.

At that moment he collapsed. The last string that maintained his spirit broke, and his mind was filled with the joy of meeting his mother's expectations and the realization of his own value.

He went crazy, and it happened suddenly, but there were also signs of it.

He went from being the youngest teenage hero to a madman crushed by pressure.

Thor looked at his past quietly.

He grew up, but the cost of growing up was too great.

Looking at his past self, Thor felt mixed emotions.

Suddenly, a sharp sword pierced through his chest. That sword was his younger self.

The young boy looked at Thor with resentment.

Another sharp sword pierced his heart, it was the young man himself.

It was the same look of resentment.

One sword after another, myself in different periods of my life.

He didn't know how many times his chest was stabbed with swords, he only knew that the last sword was stabbed by his crazy self in the arena.

Was that when it started?

Having said that, the arrival of Wright Boy has indeed changed a lot.

Thor had gotten used to the pain of a sword piercing his heart. Looking back on the past, even though he could face it calmly, he still couldn't let it go completely.

Chapter 411: The Crowning of Power, the Birth of the King

At this moment, the voice that once made him extremely desperate rang in his ears again.

The scene changes and I am no longer just a spectator.

Thor covered his chest and looked at the sky helplessly. There was Vladis who looked like the Supreme God.

"Sebastian, you don't have to compete with me. This era is dominated by me, but the future belongs to you. You can't win against me."

This is the sentence that I cannot let go of the most.

That feeling of powerlessness spread once again.

But this time, it's different.

His life is no longer about becoming stronger, making friends, and loving someone, he has gained so much more.

And being persistent in everything is just to give an explanation to my past self, nothing more.

Thor stood up with difficulty and looked straight at Vladis.

"Sister, this time, I won't run away again."

In the real world, five people bombarded Thor's last line of defense.

With a loud bang, Thor's last line of defense collapsed. The five people showed joy of victory on their faces, and just when the five people made the winning blow, a huge amount of magic power burst out from Thor.

The battlefield barrier was cracked.

All the ownerless elements around gathered on Thor.

Wright had a familiar feeling.

blurted out subconsciously.

"The crowning of power."

Charles was not surprised.

"Even if Thor didn't come to me, I would have let him face the City of the Dead alone. What Thor lacked was never ability, but a state of mind that matched that ability. He once became a joke in front of everyone, but this time, let everyone witness the coronation of the new king."

Wright was stunned for a moment.

"Mr. Charles, you also know the prophecy."

Charles smiled.

"That prophecy is not a secret at all in the highest circles. There are many candidates for the king, but there is only one true king. Everyone is vying for that one king position, but from this moment on, they have no chance."

"While those people were only focusing on the sunshine, they didn't know that the dark side had already been mastered by Elek."

"The twins who shine in the sun, and the emperor who can cover the sky with one hand in the underground, when these three people come together, they will have the power to change the pattern of the continent. Dilenavic, three heroes in one family, it can only be said that Yekaterina is really good at giving birth."

Wright was a little surprised.

"Mr. Charles, do you even know about Elek's situation?"

Charles smiled.

"You must know that the other name of the City of Chaos is the City of Sin."

"He is a frequent visitor to the City of Chaos. When he learned that Thor was stranded here, he would come to visit whenever he had time. Elek still cares about his brother very much."

The elements wrapped Thor, turning it into a huge cocoon. The outside of the cocoon began to crack piece by piece, and a pair of slender hands pierced through the cocoon from the inside, tearing the entire cocoon apart.

Thor emerged naked from the cocoon in front of everyone. Of course, that scene was only for a moment, and the cocoon turned into new clothes to wrap the newborn king.

He was covered in scarlet armor, with different patterns engraved on his shoulders, elbows, and knees. The shadow of something could be vaguely seen in the blood jade on his chest, and a cloak made of flames was fluttering.

Thor's originally short hair became long, reaching his shoulders. A strand of black hair covered Thor's left eye, leaving only his right eye exposed. The gray pupil of his right eye turned red, and deep in that red was a mark of power.

The two swords thrown aside seemed to be inspired.