A scroll as tall as half a man appeared on the spot, silencing the air.
Rorl widened his eyes at the scroll, his lips shivering as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out in the end.
Bloody Mary and Server IV, who were engaged in a fierce battle, also forgot that they were in a fight. They stared blankly at the scroll, as if they were frozen in place.
Bloody Mary was quite familiar with Starbeck.
It knew Starbeck was rich!
As for how much, Bloody Mary had no idea.
The scene before its eyes gave Bloody Mary a general idea of what was going on.
Compared to Starbeck's high-tier series, Server IV's knowledge of Starbeck was still limited to the rumors he had heard of.
Rich, cowardly, harmless.
In summary, Server IV had these three points.
Server IV was disdainful of the rumored Starbeck.
Rich?
In the big city, money didn't mean you could do whatever you wanted.
Server IV had always believed in this.
Especially when he got stronger, he looked down on people like Starbeck from the bottom of his heart.
Even if he had more money, what was the use?
If he couldn't clear the dungeon world, only death awaited him!
So, when the organization gave him this mission, he accepted it without a second thought.
He thought it would be a piece of cake for him to deal with Starbeck.
He was strong enough.
However, the scene before his eyes numbed his scalp and he started to doubt his life.
Why did he have so many scrolls?
And all of them were high tier scrolls!
With his outstanding eyesight, Server IV could tell the scrolls weren't fake, each and every one of them was the real deal.
Because of that, he was even more confused.
Why did Starbeck have so many scrolls that even he couldn't get his hands on?
While he was in doubt, he suddenly thought of a phrase he heard a long time ago.
Can't buy it?
That's because you don't have enough money!
Run!
No chance of winning!
Server IV made up his mind when he recalled the phrase.
As for the punishment from the organization if he failed the mission?
He would think about it later.
After all, if he couldn't run away, he wouldn't even have the chance to be punished.
Server IV turned around and ran.
A crimson glow enveloped the man's body, making him far faster than ordinary players. Bloody Mary could not catch up to him.
Luo 'er?
He picked up the pistol, aimed for a long time, and fired a shot.
Then …
He missed the target.
Just as Server IV was about to leave their sight, Starbeck, who was a little nervous under their gazes, finally came back to his senses.
He gave up on the idea of taking out the rest of the scrolls. Instead, he picked up the scroll beside him, tore it open, and waved it at the waiter, who was now a tiny dot.
Hu! Hu hu!
While escaping at high speed, the wind swept past his ears, and Server IV's heart slightly relaxed.
Recalling the scene just now, the arrogant Server IV felt both angry and greedy.
He was furious. Once again, he was humiliated by the person he looked down upon the most.
Greed, he thought of the value of the stack of scrolls.
If he had such a stack of scrolls, perhaps his next dungeon would receive an unprecedented rating, right?
With this thought in mind, a new plan appeared in Server IV's mind.
"Just watch!"
"Next time!"
"Next time, I'll get everything you have!"
A vicious smile appeared on Server IV's face.
Then, the vicious smile froze.
No!
It wasn't the vicious smile that froze.
It was the wind around him that froze.
The formless wind turned into something solid.
It was heavy and sharp.
At the next moment …
The frozen wind started to spin.
Server IV felt like he was in a washing machine, being spun and washed non-stop, but every time he spun, the heavy and sharp wind blade would leave a bloody mark on his body.
The crimson glow was still protecting him.
Or, to be more precise, under the protection of the blood-red radiance, Server IV only received such damage temporarily.
However, any kind of defense had its limits.
When the crimson glow shattered …
"Aaaaaargh!"
Blood and flesh splattered everywhere as Server IV was sliced into pieces.
Before he died, Server IV suffered unprecedented pain. His agonizing screams made Rorl shrunk his neck when he arrived.
"S-So miserable!"
Rorl stuttered.
"Miserable?
You should be thankful that this bastard didn't hurt that guy just now, otherwise, you will know what miserable feels like. "
Bloody Mary curled its lips.
Being an Evil Lawful Demon, it lacked kindness.
Not to mention the so-called compassion.
Especially when it thought about the trouble Server IV brought it, Bloody Mary wished Server IV was a few times more miserable.
Of course, when Server IV's powerful life force was depleted, Server IV followed the rules and turned into white light.
There was nothing special.
There was no exception.
The only difference was that Server IV became the first living being that Starbeck killed.
Starbeck was a little stunned when he heard the notification from the system.
Panic, fear, and loss of what to do.
All sorts of emotions almost drowned Starbeck, who was already a timid and nervous person.
He really didn't know what to do.
Out of instinct, he sent a message to Kieran.
He wanted to ask Kieran for help.
However, before Starbeck made his move, an unknown sense of familiarity rose in his heart. He instinctively looked around, searching for the familiar figure.
But there was nothing.
"Am I imagining things?"
Starbeck muttered to himself and scanned his surroundings with a more meticulous gaze.
Even Starbeck himself didn't notice that the negative emotions in his heart vanished as he searched the surroundings.
…
Scary!
Too scary!
How could such a person be unknown all this time?
Could this be that guy's trap?
The figure shuttling through the shadows had a sense of fear in his eyes and his breathing was slightly messed up.
He was here as a precaution.
Never would he have thought he would witness such a terrifying scene.
"But!
Do you really think you can be invincible with a bunch of scrolls?
"How naive!"
"There are many ways to bypass those scrolls!"
So … "
Standing in front of the shadow of the building and sunlight, the figure quickly calmed down after he thought he was safe. He muttered to himself softly, his voice filled with malicious intent and killer intents.
Then …
A white slender hand slowly reached out from the shadows and landed on the figure's neck. The slender fingers tightened and the suffocation instantly brought the echo of death.
Crack!
White light shone after the bone cracking noise.
Under the light, a deep black figure was revealed.
Starbeck, who had been searching for that familiar figure further away, turned around as if his heart was connected and coincidentally saw the figure under the light.
“2567！”
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