Strictly speaking, Sheyan had already led the 3 of them into this building for close to 10 minutes. During this period of time, he had a conflict with the other intelligence based contestant. If not for the urgent situation of being surrounded by enemies, both of them would have resorted to the most direct method to resolve the conflict.
Previously when Sheyan was buried under the rubble, he decided to temporarily not go up. Naturally, the Banks Syndicate came prepared, they clearly understood the weakness of the Symbiosis sect. Most likely, they had a trump card against the strength and stamina contestants. Thus, Sheyan's plan was to first rescue the few spirit based contestants buried under the rubble. To wait for them to crawl out, even though a contestant's abilities were much stronger than an average person, it would still take at least an hour.
Unexpectedly when Sheyan was rescuing Phelps, he suddenly discovered a sewer. Although this sewer was filthy and narrow, half of it had been smashed open by the collapsed rocks. Crawling through, one could enter the main sewer that connected to the street.
London was a city with a long history, the underground sewers extended in all directions, it was as complex as a maze. Furthermore, Sheyan's group possessed strength several times that of an average person. Thus, after rescuing the 3 of them, they easily arrived at a nearby building without anyone noticing. At this moment ….. coincidentally, Gale was killed and his shield was removed.
This was where the divergence occurred.
An intelligence based contestant named O 'Connor, probably because of Felix's betrayal, he assumed the role of the leader of the mage type team. Thinking that this was a good opportunity to turn the tables, he impatiently commanded in a low voice.
"I'll aim at Venter, Ellie prepare to cast a curse on that black clothed Aulen, Phelps you restrain that idiot Sidang! Seaman will rush out to attract the firepower, I'll start the countdown, on the count of 3 we'll move out. "
"1, 2, 3!"
Six pairs of eyes simultaneously rested on Sheyan. The latter was leaning against the wall, his pupils slanted 45 degrees to the sky. His expression was calm and composed, as if he was seriously studying how long the dirt on the ceiling had been formed. He even planned to scrape some of it off to conduct a carbon-14 dating method.
O 'Connor's face flushed red, he angrily scolded.
"Seaman, what are you doing?"
Sheyan turned his head, he was surprised.
"Waiting for an opportunity."
O'Connor said anxiously:
"Now is the best chance. Hurry up and go."
Sheyan rolled his eyes and said, "That's right.
"Whoever wants to do it can do it. I'm not f * cking going."
O 'Connor's face was ashen as he enunciated each word.
"You want to betray the team?"
Sheyan snorted in disdain.
"If I rush out now, I'm afraid the Banks Syndicate will be the first to focus fire on me! F * ck, you're not the one who died, right? Or do you want to learn from the Metals professor and give me a black grade shield? Do you think I'm a fool? Why aren't you rushing? "
O 'Connor was suddenly at a loss for words. He was indeed eager to use Sheyan as cannon fodder, but he could not really say this out loud. Seeing Sheyan's appearance, he immediately flew into a rage out of humiliation.
"We're all covering you from the back. What danger can you possibly be in? I think you want to betray the team! "
Sheyan shrugged his shoulders.
"It doesn't matter. You can judge me if you think I betrayed you."
O 'Connor was so angry his eyeballs almost popped out. He suddenly turned to the other two.
"Phelps, Ellie. Don't care about this coward. Let's do it!"
Ellie was a woman. Although she was usually apprehensive of O 'Connor, she knew that a slight mistake in judgement could cost her life. Thus, she casually retorted.
"I think we should wait. If no one is blocking the front, we won't be able to kill that idiot Venter. It will only take 2-3 seconds for him to close in." “
Phelps was still a probationary member. His position wasn't high, but he clearly expressed his stance.
"I agree with Ellie's opinion. “
Honestly speaking, the initial stage of a support type contestant was the most difficult. It was even worse than an agility type contestant. Because once the latter met with danger, they still had the advantage of speed to escape. Furthermore, a support type contestant's magic skills were limited by their MP and casting speed. But once they matured, they would have all sorts of debuffs, or super high single magic damage. Their crowd control abilities were also extremely terrifying. Just like that woman 'Zi' whom Sheyan met.
(Sheyan sneered in his heart. Little guy, you haven't played a non-RPM online game right? If the tank doesn't attack, then the DPS will attack? Tired of living and want to run back to your corpse?)
O 'Connor was so angry his entire body was trembling. It looked like he really wanted to rush out alone. But after closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths, he calmed down.
"I will report this matter to the Metals professor. Seaman, I'll leave it to you to grasp this opportunity. “
Sheyan's heart shivered. Indeed, there were no weaklings in this realm. O 'Connor was actually able to recognize the situation and calm down. He even dared to say that he would command! This level of shrewdness and self-control really couldn't be underestimated.
Finally, the opportunity Sheyan was waiting for had arrived. This opportunity wasn't good. Venter had already been healed for roughly 3 minutes. The black clothed Aulen had already rushed out after being healed. Only Sidang was clutching his stomach as he leaned against the wall and gasped for breath. But, the person Sheyan feared the most was actually showing a weakened state!
This person was the support type contestant of the Banks Syndicate!
To Sheyan, no matter if it was Diaz or Venter, they didn't pose much of a threat to him. Only that support type contestant was the one he feared the most. Even Venter, who had received his weapon enhancement, was able to unleash a wave of fire when he killed Chyastanov. Who could guarantee that this guy wouldn't be able to unleash a wave of fire magic? Or could he directly use a petrification ability of this world?
At this moment, one could clearly see that this support type contestant was already in a weakened state. When he was bandaging Venter, his hand would emit a white glow onto the bandage. But now, this white glow was intermittent, at least 5-6 seconds before the white glow flickered. Very obviously, his MP was on the verge of drying up. He could only rely on his natural recovery to heal himself.
If he didn't act now, when would he?
Sheyan abruptly exerted strength, heavily slamming against the wooden door in front of him. Then, he directly tore it apart, charging forward amidst a cloud of dust! It was like a sturdy bull with its head buried and horns raised as it madly galloped through the wasteland. At this moment, the Whaling Willow in the ruins was still madly creating dust and smoke. The two sides of the battle had yet to notice this variable, but the people in the opposite building had already begun to become restless.
"Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!" Monotonous and rhythmic gunshots suddenly rang out from the high vantage point in the distance! Wood shavings from the decaying wooden door flew everywhere. Sheyan had heard this gunshot sound countless times before. Back then, this gunshot sound represented the peace of mind of his teammates, a nightmare for monsters. But now, it had transformed into the scythe of the grim reaper, savagely devouring his flesh! It was the hidden Diaz who had coldly pulled the trigger!
This was the cruel reality, his former teammate had unhesitatingly pulled the trigger!
The scorching hot bullet pierced into Sheyan's body, but it wasn't able to enter again. Instead, it was mercilessly squeezed out by his sturdy muscles, bringing along with it fresh blood as it fell back into the dust.
"Contestant no. 33091's shot dealt you 120 points of basic damage. After deducting the contestant's weakening effect of 40%, it dealt you 72 points of damage. After deducting 16 points of defence, it dealt you 45 points of damage. Your innate ability 'Endurance' activated, your actual damage dealt is: 20 points. "
"Contestant no. 33091 used ability: Reload. Triple shot. The final shot triggered an explosive strike, dealing you 19 points, 17 points, 36 points of damage! “
"Contestant no. 33091 used the battle log function, do you wish to use perceptive sense suppression to interfere with the opponent? "Yes/No."
"Your perceptive sense successfully interfered with the opponent, but it is insufficient to mislead the opponent. The opponent is unable to view the details of this battle."
Sheyan glanced at the string of notifications transmitted by his nightmare imprint, and discovered that his HP had decreased by close to 1/3 in a short span of 10 seconds. His lips curled into a sneer: So what if it was triple shot? But in his heart, he started to feel that Gale's death wasn't unjust at all.
Fortunately, the magic support from the rear had finally arrived. A huge blazing fireball whizzed past, directly shooting into the opposite room. It was released by O 'Connor! Ellie's dark witchcraft curse had also landed on the heavily injured Sidang. Phelps was a summoner, under his command, 3 huge grey wolves with glossy fur bared their fangs and saliva flowed out as they pounced towards the black-clothed Auland who had just returned.
At this moment, the sprinting Sheyan suddenly changed his direction, tossing aside the door in his hands as he dove straight into a nearby residential building! Without a doubt, his pounce had exposed his 3 support type contestants to Diaz's gun muzzle!
This turn of events was abrupt, if Sheyan had continued to run forward, then Diaz would have no choice but to continue firing at him. If not, once Sheyan had charged into Venter's wooden building, then he would have entered Diaz's blind spot. He would have attracted the firepower of Venter and the rest, allowing the 3 support type contestants to unleash their unbridled bombardment. But at this moment, he had suddenly fled ….. without a doubt, O 'Connor had become Diaz's primary target!!!
A grim gunshot resounded once again, mechanical, rigid and cold.
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