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"Enough talk, let's get to it!"
With a command from Crimson Dusk, the blood-red skills of the players from Luo Ran Residence instantly entered countdown mode!
Stealth!
Bone Extraction, Chokehold, Stun Baton!
The Black-Clad Thief unleashed a wave of skills, taking down two priests from Luo Ran Residence.
With a Shadow Step, his figure flickered in and out of sight, moving with an elusive grace that left everyone bewildered. Attacks aimed in his direction missed entirely; his terrifying Dodge rate sent chills down the spines of Wangduan and Xiao Xin.
Wangduan cast a Fire Wall Technique, raising a barrier in front of him, his gaze fixed on the ghostly figure as it danced between reality and illusion. Where the opponent's Cold Radiance flashed, death was sure to follow. The alarming kill rate caused the Black-Clad Thief's Kill Value to soar visibly, his ID glowing ominously red before quickly darkening, leaving countless souls in his wake.
The high Damage Value meant that even a Cloth Armor class could be taken down in one hit.
Fire Wall Technique—three, two, one—the flames began to flicker out until—
It was over.
With a sudden flash of Cold Radiance, Wangduan felt a blur before his eyes; the ghostly dagger was already pressed against his throat. In disbelief, he witnessed the moment before it happened—Puff! Chokehold!
-5!
The astonishingly high Damage Value hovered in mid-air as the mage transformed into white light and vanished from sight.
In the next moment, the Black-Clad Thief entered Stealth mode.
He almost grasped the timing of the Stealth Skill, precisely counting down the few seconds of Zero Point, making it impossible for his enemies to catch a glimpse of his true form.
With terrifying control over time, the blood-red shadows and the Cloth Armor team behind Luo Ran Residence became his domain.
As the king who held life and death in his hands, wielding the blade of power, wherever Cold Radiance passed, death was sure to follow.
There were five minutes left on the Potential Potion's effect.
For Qin Huai, the countdown on the character interface signaled the end; for the players of blood-red and Luo Ran Residence, these five minutes marked the beginning of a nightmare.
The ghostly figure was unpredictable; no one could foresee who would be taken out next. The anxious hearts awaited death's moment. In terms of psychological warfare, the king who controlled the battlefield achieved a stunning and glorious victory!
Yan Yan's dark eyes swirled with a vortex of shadows. Deep down, a ferocious beast broke through the barriers of reason. In that moment, she relied on instinct to dodge skills flying from all directions. The taut bowstring hummed like a storm, playing a funeral dirge as arrows shot forth like phantoms, piercing with a Killing Intent that drove through chests and throats.
Under Eagle Eye and bolstered by Combat Intuition, her Perception reached a terrifying level. Though she wasn't as ghostly as the Black-Clad Thief, she instinctively evaded most skills. Occasionally hit, but with a powerful priest behind her casting Recovery Spells, her Health Bar remained steady at a safe level.
In just three minutes into the battle, nine out of ten from blood-red and Luo Ran Residence's Cloth Armor had been eliminated!
"Close combat, defensive formation! Protect the Cloth Armor! Nurse, hurry up with Recovery Spells—"
Crimson Dusk's roar was interrupted by a Rapid Fire volley of Black Iron Arrows. From afar, Cold Noodle Girl's beauty seemed to blur amidst the chaos of battle; all that could be seen was her constantly moving figure. The fluidity of her kite-flying technique took away one member after another from their side. The rising Kill Value made her ID shine above her head like the horns of a demon king.
"Fall back—"
The Troublesome Fairy shouted, swiftly dodging a thief's ambush. With a flick of her staff, she cast Dispel on Huo Qubing, instantly removing the stun effect from the thief's Stun Baton.
"Whoosh—"
An arrow shot from Jiang Linchuan's hand, piercing straight into the throat of the attacking thief. The Arrow Tip, dripping with a drop of crystalline blood, fell to the ground just as the thief's Health Bar emptied, and a white light shone forth!
He turned smoothly, the Arrow Tip now aimed at the Stealth thief that had appeared behind Yan Yan. Under the Intermediate Eagle Eye skill, the faint Phantom looked like a ridiculous joke. A flash of disdain crossed his handsome eyes as he released the arrow into the air with determination to protect, clearing the enemy's Health Bar once more, followed by another burst of white light!
Soaring Kick! Flying Kick!
The Long Legs clad in light armor gracefully drew two leg shadows in mid-air. The two Shield Warriors up close were instantly kicked away. As he retracted his legs, he loosened his fingers for a Double Shot!
The two arrows, drawn and ready, struck fiercely into the heavy figure that had been kicked into the air, taking away a third of their Health Bar.
At this moment, the priest at Luo Ran Residence was still counting down for Recovery Spell. Yet Jiang Linchuan's Rapid Arrow Barrage had already been unleashed! Five lethal Arrow Shadows flew out with graceful elegance, piercing deeply into the chests of the two Shield Warriors.
Elegant yet ruthless, beautiful yet cruel.
The arrows reflected their wielder—carrying the pride and nobility of a scion from a prestigious family. In their disdainful posture lay an air of superiority, looking down upon others with pity and compassion. Now, this compassion had turned fierce and merciless under the guise of protection.
As white light shone forth in an instant, one of the Shield Warriors unwillingly looked back, confused as to why Recovery Spell had not landed. In his final moment before disappearing, he witnessed a cruel scene: a Cold Radiance striking at the priest's throat. Following that was a faint Phantom that pierced through the white light signaling the priest's death—a terrifying Instant Kill Power that completely interrupted the countdown of his last second skill.
In that fleeting moment when the elegant and noble archer locked eyes with the Spectral Assassin, both shared a surge of Combat Intent ignited by mutual respect or perhaps an unspoken rivalry destined to determine victory or defeat. At that moment, at least, they both sought to protect someone dear to them.
Sometimes, between opponents, just a single glance is enough to understand each other's thoughts. After exchanging looks, their tacit cooperation swept through the enemy's rear like a storm.
The elegant archer kept the enemy's ranged attacks under her watchful eyes, skillfully maneuvering to secure victory from miles away. The essence of her strategy was executed with exquisite precision. The ghostly assassin targeted the enemy's vulnerable throat with a cold radiance, effortlessly killing one person every ten steps, leaving no trace behind.
On the other side.
"Ding—"
The lecherous big fish preyed on beautiful girls, while The Lord's Gift endured the other's lascivious gaze with disgust. With her longbow blocking in front of her, she found herself at a disadvantage against the thief's high agility.
The sadistic pleasure in the eyes of the lewd thief grew stronger as he heard the girl's labored breaths. Watching the curves of her chest sway, his parched throat felt as if it were ablaze. All he wanted was to pounce on this exceptionally tempting girl and torment her.
Her watery eyes and slightly parted, gasping red lips ignited a fire within him. The Lord's Gift, with reddened eyes, suppressed the urge to vomit at his gaze and dodged while casting a desperate look towards her companions for help.
"Sincere, Three Thousand, go take care of that disgusting trash!"
The aloof White Robed Mage snorted coldly and unleashed a firewall to block the lecherous thief closing in on the girl. Weak Water Three Thousand executed a powerful Three-Stage Slash aimed at him. Despite his seemingly clumsy bulk, he moved with surprising agility, evading the high-damage attack in an instant.
"Tsk—my beauty, let's have some fun; don't be in such a rush!"
His coarse tongue licked his sausage-like lips, excitement rising in his green bean eyes.
"Pervert! Die—"
Weak Water Three Thousand roared as he swung down his massive sword for a Charge Slash!
"Hahaha—another beauty! Let's have some fun!"
Before the words had left his mouth, a chilling arrow pierced through his throat.
"Bang—"
The Explosive Arrow lodged in his fragile throat exploded, the powerful shockwave instantly shattering his thick neck. In that moment of terror, the eyes of Big Fish Eats Fish and Green Bean Eyes turned vacant.
Not far away, Yan Yan calmly lowered the trembling Dark Green Longbow, her lips curling into a cold smirk as she uttered two words, "Talk too much."
"Brother—"
Fei Se Hong Yan glared angrily at the shattered arrow that had taken Big Fish Eats Fish away, her Arrow Tip pointed directly at the girl with the bow.
"Whoosh—"
Rapid Fire!
The arrows, lacking strength, trembled in slow motion under Yan Yan's Combat Intuition, appearing as if they were weak remnants. In a split second as she tilted her head, she reached out to grasp the incoming arrow, ignoring the sudden pain in her palm and the slight fluctuation of her Health Bar. She fixed her cruel gaze on Fei Se Hong Yan's reddened eyes and said, "Let me show you what Rapid Fire really is."
"Whoosh—"
The arrow transformed into an afterimage, carrying a force that tore through the air as it was released.
"Puff—"
Before the instinct to Dodge could fully register in her mind, Fei Se Hong Yan was violently propelled into the air by the immense impact of the arrow, followed by a heavy crash as her back hit the ground.
"Crack—"
The terrifying arrow shot by Strength pierced through Fei Se Hong Yan's ample chest, emerging from her back and embedding itself three inches into the ground.
-55!
A white light flashed.
In an instant.
At the same time, a Recovery Spell fell upon Yan Yan, and her Health Bar instantly filled to the brim with a gentle ripple.
As she turned her gaze, she caught sight of a tall, cold figure with the corners of his robe fluttering.
Blank elegantly dodged a swordsman's Charge Slash, casually timing his Dispel just before the thief's next attack, Chokehold, landed on Weak Water Three Thousand.
With just the initial stance of the ambushing thief, he could accurately predict the next attack.
This terrifying predictive ability rendered the thief's skills useless, constantly interrupted or negated until death.
The ten-minute battle felt like a century for the players from Blood Color and Luo Ran Residence. The overwhelming strength of their opponent crushed them mercilessly, leaving them gasping for breath in a passive state of waiting for death. In that moment when Crimson Dusk was annihilated by Yan Yan, their resolve completely shattered.
The swordsman, thrown high by Shock Arrow, looked in disbelief at the familiar scene. Rapid Arrow Barrage—five arrows struck true in a chaotic yet precise pattern. As the white light flashed, the hatred in his heart froze his expression in that moment of death.
That expression was one of unyielding hatred.
After dealing with the remnants of the Blood Color and Luo Ran Residence, Yan Yan and a few others stood on the field, their IDs glowing red and black. The players watching from the sidelines, upon catching sight of them, fled in terror towards the city.
— This group of killing gods is terrifying!
Ten minutes later, less than a hundred yards from the scene, by a concealed riverbank hidden behind an abandoned thatched hut, a team filled with Kill Value enjoyed the river breeze as they waited to wash away their Red Names.
When the Information Broker arrived, her eyes nearly blinded by the red and dark purple IDs hovering above everyone's heads.
"What the hell—did you guys wipe out the Blood Color and several teams from Luo Ran Residence?"
She took out her fishing rod and began sorting through her backpack for more.
When it was Yan Yan's turn, he grumbled, "You didn't call me when you were fighting; now you want me to deliver stuff? It’s always like this—last time I brought you buns, I won’t be your errand runner!"
"Ahem—had no choice, thank you."
"Hmph!"
The yellow-haired youth let out a haughty snort just as he was about to hand over his bamboo fishing rod. A Black-Masked player with a similarly red ID blocked the Information Broker's hand and said to her:
"Use this."
A golden metal fishing rod was placed next to the bamboo rod in front of the girl. The former's ancient and elegant design instantly made the ordinary bamboo rod in her hand seem dull in comparison.
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