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Chapter 136

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Even though Sheyan's current appearance was rather wretched, his face was charred black from the explosion of the grenade, and his body received a direct hit from a shotgun! His clothes and pants were tattered beyond recognition. His entire body was covered with dozens of bleeding wounds. But after receiving dozens of bullets from the shotgun, he activated the passive ability of his accessory, 'Obsidian Fossilized Anchor'! His physique soared to a terrifying 30 points, he was at his peak state!

According to the battle log, the close range shotgun attack had a theoretical damage of 217 points, while the grenade's core area damage was even higher, nearing 240 points. But first, it was weakened by 40% by the PK rules. The shotgun's damage was reduced to 130 points, while the grenade's was 144 points.

At this point, Sheyan's 30 points of physique and 15 points of defence had to be removed. That was a total of 37% of the damage absorption. The shotgun's damage was once again reduced to 82 points, while the grenade's was 90 points.

But there was still a final line of defence protecting Sheyan! That was his innate ability, 'Endurance'. All physical damage was forcefully reduced by 25 points. Based on this calculation, the two frightening attacks only added up to 120 points of damage. Of course to Sidang, this was already a terrifying amount of damage that could insta-kill him. But to a freak like Sheyan who possessed 300 points of physique, 120 points of damage wasn't a problem at all.

To Sidang, if he wasn't careless, he could rely on his shotgun's' repel 'ability, and his AOE grenade's' leap backwards' ability to easily deal with Sheyan. He could still contend with Sheyan for a while, but the prerequisite was that he had to open up a distance of 10 metres from Sheyan. Describing Sidang's actions as a complete loss was not an exaggeration.

Sheyan wasn't in a rush to kill Sidang, instead he stomped on his throat. In order to prevent the remaining two members of the Banks Syndicate from taking any further action, he bent down and placed his hands on his knees as he gasped for air. He even pretended to urgently apply medicine to his wounds, as though he was an arrow at the end of its flight.

The contestants at the side were originally shocked by Sheyan's brazen and crazy attacking style, but after seeing his weakened state, they relaxed. Fearless individuals like Sheyan who dared to risk their lives weren't few. As long as they had the advantage in numbers, then a person like Sheyan who only knew how to risk his life was nothing to be afraid of.

Instead, Sidang was exceptionally unlucky. In the present world, he was a skilled mechanic, and his innate ability was related to this. It was called 'Preheat'. It could be used on himself and his allies, causing the damage of the next 3 attacks to increase by 30%. But his defeat was sudden and unexpected, he didn't even have the chance to use of this ability and was utterly defeated!

At this time, the battle on the other side had also reached its climax. It was said that Venter, who had 28 points of strength, wielded a two-handed heavy sword. His movements were like that of a tiger. Even if his sword missed, the remaining force caused the surrounding soil to fly everywhere. It seemed like his strength was unparalleled. Aulen, on the other hand, was lying motionless on the ground in the distance. No one knew if she was dead or alive. As for Diaz, his weapon was extremely unique, it was a Mauser rifle.

This type of rifle was the ancestor of modern rifles. Later on, China's famous' San Ba Da Gai Han Yang Zao Zhong Zheng 'were all based on its design. The rifle's firing rate was extremely slow, the magazine could only hold 3-5 bullets. But its might was immense, its killing power was further enhanced by the bayonet installed on the barrel and the sturdy wooden stock. Currently, this Mauser rifle was faintly emitting a deep blue glow. Although Diaz's back was slashed by the heavy sword, his flesh was badly mutilated. Using this Mauser rifle to parry and evade attacks, he was incomparably adept. Looks like no matter if it was close combat or long range, he was extremely valiant!

Seeing Diaz gradually unable to hold on, suddenly another party 'Symbiosis sect' leader Qiao Gun stood out.

"Venter, Hagrid has already left Diagon Alley and is preparing to return. Guess what will that big guy do when he sees the current situation? Honestly speaking, I am extremely willing to see you being disqualified and chased away. But if you do that, it will also cause our evaluation to drop! "

Venter suddenly swept his sword horizontally, his two handed heavy sword emitting a blue glow, heavily chopping down on Diaz's rifle stock. Immediately, a deep dent appeared on the surface of the thick butt of the gun. Diaz was jolted back 5-6 steps, his face instantly turning pale as he spat out blood. Venter did not continue to pursue, instead he turned towards Sheyan, his voice hoarse as he spoke.

"If you have the guts then kill him!"

Sheyan laughed, revealing his blood stained teeth, carrying an unintentional cruelty.

"I don't have the guts, but I do have the guts to chop off this bastard's limbs."

Venter's facial muscles twitched once again.

"What do you want?"

Sheyan coldly replied.

"I just used a bottle of medicine and two items in the battle! Worth 3000 utility points. No matter who the f * ck is, they have to compensate me. If not, I'll wait for this guy to turn into a human stick. "

Venter took in a few deep breaths, then shut his eyes. One could see his knuckles turning white as he gripped his heavy sword tightly. He then reached into his bosom, directly retrieving an item! He tossed it over to Sheyan.

"Take it and scram!"

Sheyan caught it, the nightmare imprint immediately transmitted a notification:

US Army Battlefield Quality Bandage

Origin: California San Francisco 3rd Medical Supplies Factory

Equipment rarity: Light blue

Texture: Cotton/flax hemostat

Bandage: After using it to bind wounds, it can immediately remove bleeding effects, and recover 60 points of physique within 30 seconds.

Details: Physique recovery effect will be interrupted by damage.

Details: After using this bandage, within 300 seconds, any medicine with the same effect will not have any effect on you.

Evaluation: "Quality", these two words always make one feel at ease.

Sheyan shrugged his shoulders, finally removing his leg from the unconscious Sidang's throat. Diaz finally obtained a chance to breathe, his gaze towards Qiao Gun was filled with gratitude. Furthermore, Qiao Gun's information network seemed to be rather fast. Very obviously, in his party, there were probably members who had previously entered this world and climbed to a higher position. Thus, he was able to provide timely information. Indeed, not even 10 minutes later, Hagrid's massive body swayed as he appeared at the entrance of his little house. Then, he strolled over and exclaimed in surprise at Sidang.

"Oh! Good heavens, did he just retreat from the Normandy landings? "

Orlan was still alright, he was hit by Diaz's tranquilizer bullet, thus he regained consciousness after a few minutes. But Sidang wasn't so lucky. Not only was he in a state of near death, his right hand was crippled, and his left shoulder was struck by an axe. Even with a contestant's tyrannical physique, it was impossible to recover in a short period of time.

Nobody spoke, because the entire nightmare realm promoted teamwork. Just like what Qiao Gun said, to Hagrid, if he knew that this group of 'hired workers' were to fight amongst themselves, it was hard to say if it would affect their mission evaluation after they passed this world. To them who relied on their party to survive, these two things were their foundation, they couldn't afford to lose them.

"Mr Hagrid." Qiao Gun walked forward, politely saying. "An accident happened, the pitiful Sidang wanted to climb up a tree to complete his work, but he fell down and coincidentally knocked into an axe below ….."

Hagrid glanced at the nearby tree, then glanced at the unconscious Sidang. He then scratched his head of disheveled hair, muttering.

"Strange, it shouldn't be, under normal circumstances it shouldn't be ….."

His muttering caused the surrounding people's hearts to skip a beat, but Hagrid quickly shook his head and lifted Sidang up. He then apologetically shrugged his shoulders and said.

"School hasn't started yet, Madam Pomfrey (the school doctor) obviously isn't in school, so I can only treat him first."

Everyone watched as Hagrid carried the 180 cm tall Sidang and swaggered away, feeling as though he was an adult carrying a chicken. After walking for 10 metres, Hagrid suddenly turned his head, seriously saying.

"Injuries are injuries, but everyone must complete your work on time. Honestly speaking, I really don't like to fire people. Also, before the sun sets, I hope to see this pitiful lawn restored to its original state. "

Hagrid's words were like a whip, quickly dispersing the crowd. All the contestants started to work nervously. Obviously, Hagrid's unspoken meaning was: Injuries are injuries, but the mission must be completed, if not you will be fired!

After the previous battle, Sheyan had cleverly created a 'crazy' and 'suicidal' impression to the crowd. This kind of reckless and reckless contestant was usually very popular in parties, but would die the quickest. But in this complicated environment, if someone wanted to take advantage of him, then they would have to consider whether the cost and benefits were worth it.

Instead, Diaz's tyrannical strength had aroused the vigilance of many people. 1 vs 2, many contestants could do it. But to deal with Venter and Aulen alone, and more crucially to defeat one of them! Such strength, even a core member of the Symbiosis sect would find it hard to achieve. How could it not arouse the suspicions of others? As for Sheyan, he hid under the shadow of the arrogant Venter, quietly waiting for an opportunity to strike. (To be continued. If you like this work, I welcome you to donate your recommendation votes or monthly votes. Your support, is my greatest motivation.)

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