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Chapter 599

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[Deadman's Gaze]!

[Fear Illusion]!

As they inadvertently locked gazes with Kieran, the black-hooded Players fell into a vortex of death. Each of them felt as if a sledgehammer had struck their chests, spitting blood as they fell to the ground, losing all signs of life. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net





However, there was another difference!

[Fear Illusion: Target failed Spirit authentication, Intuition authentication passed, Target will suffer an impact equal to the wearer's Spirit attribute. Detected Target has the Talent "Stubborn Mind", Authentication takes precedence, Target will be immune to lethal attacks …]

The man in black casual clothes spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, he did not fall to the ground. On the contrary, he turned around and ran.

When the emerald radiance that was filled with life energy shot over, the man ran even faster.

The other party, who was in his prime, threw out three flying knives without looking back.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The flying knife was as fast as a bullet, and it went straight for Kieran's face and throat.

Kieran did not dodge at all, as if he did not see the three flying knives at all.

"Be careful!"

Blacksmith reminded Kieran loudly.

The Blacksmith who fought against the flying dagger knew how terrifying it was.

However, at the next moment, Blacksmith's mouth that had yet to close opened once more.

None of the three flying knives were missed. They were all caught by Kieran just like that.

It was so fast that Blacksmith couldn't even see the process.

In the end, she saw that the three flying knives were pinched in Kieran's hands, crumpled into a pile of scrap iron like paper, and thrown aside.

"Passing through space?"

"It's just a trick to deceive the eyes!"

Kieran said faintly.

Kieran didn't deactivate [Tracking] even after he arrived at Donaville Street that was filled with enemies.

Under [Tracking]'s vision, most of the things were exposed to Kieran.

Just like the flying dagger in his hand.

It could distort light and deceive people's eyes.

But …

However, the hidden tracks would not change.

Whoosh!

A pitch-black chain made of negative energy appeared out of thin air beside the man in casual clothes, binding him to the spot.

[Evil Spirit Grip, Shadow Chain]!

No matter how the other party struggled, it was useless before Kieran's absolute strength.

"I …"

Looking at the approaching Kieran, the man opened his mouth.

It was unknown whether it was a threat or a plea for mercy.

Unfortunately, Kieran wasn't in the mood to talk nonsense with him. He raised his foot and … stomped down.

Puff!

The head of the man in black casual clothes seemed to have been run over by a truck. It was directly smashed into pieces, and the red and white parts stuck to Kieran's shoe.

Fortunately, when the corpse turned into light and disappeared, the fragments also disappeared along with it.

[You've benefited from killing the player!]

[Treated as self-defense through authentication]

[Classified as an Honor Kill!]

[Player has broken through Character Model Template Limit!]

[You will receive 150% of the player's remaining Points and Skill Points …]

[You have obtained 30000 Points and 10 Skill Points]

[Received the player's house key]

[You've acquired the right to use the player's house]

[All the player's belongings will be returned to the player's house …]

[Honor Kill: 84]

...

Together with the contribution from the previous team of ten, Kieran's Points had increased to 400,000 and his Skill Points had reached 115 points.

After muttering the golden belt of murder and arson in his heart again, Kieran's attention was naturally attracted by the battlelog notification. Then, he went through the battlelog notification.

"Talent …"

Kieran muttered the word in his heart. His heart was burning with passion towards the Character Model Template Limit Mission.

Judging from the current information, once the Character Model Template Limit Mission was completed, every player would gain a new talent and their strength would go through a drastic change.

But …

Kieran frowned at Lawless's warning.

Then, he quickly shook his head and discarded the messy thoughts from his mind.

"What the hell happened?

Let's walk and talk! "

Kieran said to Blacksmith while he was shuttling through Donaville Street.

Blacksmith frowned, wanting to say something.

However, when the words reached her mouth, they became the answer that Kieran needed.

...

"Pui! Pui!"

Coll, covered in dirt, struggled to climb up from the rubble.

"That bastard! How did he hit me so accurately? I …"

"Hanses! Hanses! Are you alright? "

Coll's grumbling turned into a cry of shock when he saw Hanses's broken shield and his body covered in blood.

Coll's mind was still dizzy from the explosion. He staggered and threw himself at Hanses.

"If I say I'm alright, then I'm really alright?

Are you an idiot? If I'm really dead, will you still be able to see me? "

Hanses grabbed Coll, who was crying and was about to wipe his snot on his chest. Hanses pointed at a tall building further away.

More precisely, he was pointing at the turret on top.

"Do you see that?"

"Yeah!"

Coll nodded.

"I'll go attract those guys' attention. You think of a way to destroy that turret!"

After saying that, Hans ran to the side.

Dak Dak Dak Dak!

Boom Boom Boom!

Gunshots and explosions rang out in an instant as they chased after Hans's figure.

Coll was stunned as he watched Hanses' figure disappear into the complicated streets. He only realized what he had done after three to four seconds.

Pak!

Coll slapped himself in the face and quickly took action.

"I can't waste time!

This is Hanses's … "

Pak!

Coll muttered to himself. But before he could say anything, he gave himself another slap. Then, his hands moved even faster.

A small remote control car, which looked like a child's toy, was driven straight towards the turret on top of the tall building under Coll's control.

Coll, who had entered a certain state, was able to control the remote control car like it was his own arm. Not only did he easily evade a common man's sight, but he also dodged bullets and shrapnel that came out of nowhere.

Soon, the remote control car arrived at the bottom of the tall building.

Beep!

Coll pressed a button on the remote control car, and a flame burst out from the remote control car.

The remote control car shot up to the sky like a rocket.

"It's done!"

Coll waved his fist excitedly.

But at that moment, a voice sounded from behind Coll.

"Tsk, how childish!"

The voice wasn't loud, but it made Coll shiver as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Coll could even feel the breath coming from behind him. It was cold and devoid of warmth, as if a snake was crawling on the back of his neck.

Coll instinctively reached for the gun at his waist.

But before his fingers could touch the handle of the spear, a long sword pierced through his lower abdomen.

Puk!

Coll looked down at the bloody tip of the sword.

Kaboom!

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