The night was thick, and the fog was thick.
By then, it had been more than two hours since the start of the match.
In the sky, the already dim moonlight … for some reason, it dimmed even more.
"Captain, do you feel like … our surroundings have suddenly darkened?" Final Assault, who was resting next to the pigsty, pinched his nose and asked in a muffled voice.
"Probably the guys from Underworld Frontline have triggered some kind of scenario." First Assault, who was squatting next to him, was in a similar state. He lifted his head to look at the sky and said, "Based on my prediction … the moonlight will not change. It is the 'barrier' that has changed."
"Oh …" Final Assault nodded and said, "Then I hope they trigger a few more death flags. It would be best if they lose two or three of their own …"
"Based on the difficulty of this scenario, that is indeed possible," First Assault said. "Of course, no matter what the situation is, we still need to follow our own pace. We need to recover the Life Points and Stamina Points that we have lost first." He sighed. "Phew … After all, we have already escaped from the ghosts. At least we have stopped the situation from worsening."
"Yes …" Final Assault said. "But the price that we have to pay is a bit …" When he said that, the disgust on his face was palpable.
Obviously, rolling around in a pigsty was not a comfortable thing, and it was definitely not something to be proud of. However, First Assault's idea did work. They successfully covered their bodies with a smell that was thicker than the smell of blood, and that helped them escape from the monsters.
"Stop complaining. We are professionals. This kind of 'price' is nothing," First Assault said. "Think about it … If it was Feng Bujue, perhaps he would have jumped into a manure pit without hesitation."
"Hey, hey … Can we not compare ourselves to a madman?" Final Assault narrowed his eyes and grumbled.
Just as the two were chatting, suddenly!
"Hmm?" Final Assault's expression shifted, and he jumped up from his seat. "Captain! Do you feel that? "
"Feel what?" First Assault was confused. It looked like he had no idea what his teammate was talking about, but he had already noticed that something was wrong. "What's wrong with you?"
"I can't really explain it …" Cold sweat slid down Final Assault's forehead, and his Terror Points were climbing. "It feels like … somewhere … there is a pair of eyes staring at my back."
"Could it be …" First Yewei stood up and looked around. "Someone used a mental interference skill on you?"
In the blink of an eye!
Before the two from Zombie Blade understood what was going on, a shadow was already rushing toward them.
That figure was as fast as lightning and as quiet as the wind. In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed from the darkness nearly fifty meters away to the front.
In that split second …
"Hmph … trying to sneak up on me?" After all, First Is King was a top-notch expert. Even if his skills were limited, his physical skills and reaction speed were still strong enough. He immediately snorted and drew his sword to meet him. "You'll have to get through me first!"
In the next second, his sneer froze on his face, and the confidence in his heart … shattered in an instant.
Because Wang Tanzhi had really "passed" him. And after passing him, he took Final Assault's life with one slash.
"This is impossible!" First Is King turned his head around in fear and saw his teammate's head fly up, and blood splattered everywhere.
The blood splattered on First Is King's face, and it made his expression look incredibly bleak.
Two seconds later, Wang Tanzhi's figure appeared behind Final Assault's body that was still standing. "It is meaningless to comment on something that has already happened." Due to the speed of his attack, the Touch of Altair that he used to complete the assassination did not even touch a drop of blood.
"You …" First Is King stood with his sword. In this dangerous situation, a thought flashed across his mind. "… You can use your skills without restriction?"
"No wonder you're a professional. You immediately came up with a logical and correct speculation," Xiao Tan answered honestly.
Indeed, if it had been in a situation with limited skills, it would have been impossible to achieve such a feat …
First, before Xiao Tan launched the attack, he had used Cross on Final Assault to increase the damage. Secondly, he relied on Shadow Soul Seeker, which had been enhanced by Death Knell's Shadow of the Death Knell. Other than that, when he used Shadow Soul Seeker to get close to his target, he had to use Shadow of the Devil Bat to get through First Is King's defense.
In conclusion, this seemingly short and simple attack was actually an extremely difficult task. It not only required the cooperation of three skills, but it also required extremely accurate prediction and god-like reaction time.
To be fair, an ambush like this, even if there was no restriction on both sides, it was possible to achieve an instant kill.
With this attack alone, all the professional and non-professional players who were watching this match could confirm that Wang Tanzhi was definitely one of the top Assassins in Thriller Paradise.
"Looks like … you plan to deal with us alone …" After a few seconds of stalemate with Xiao Tan, First Ye Wei Wang confirmed that there was no other enemy around them, so he decided to test the waters.
"That's right." Wang Tanzhi was a good young man who did not like to lie. In the current situation, there was no need for him to lie. "But … I have to remind you, there is no 'you' anymore. Now, there is only 'you'."
His words were very appropriate, because at the same time he said these words, the Final Assault's corpse turned into white light and dissipated.
"Okay …" First Is King raised his sword with one arm and pointed the tip at his enemy. "Since things have come to this, I have nothing more to say. Let's see who's the real deal!"
…
Ten minutes earlier, inside the stone courtyard of Liu He Temple.
Boom!
A loud explosion pierced through the night sky.
At that moment, the stone wall on the sixth floor of the tower exploded. Two black shadows wrestled with each other and fell from the sky.
Ruo Yu, who stood at the bottom of the tower, looked up and quickly identified one of the two as the Blood Corpse God.
As for the figure that was fighting the Bloodcorpse God … it was an unfamiliar humanoid creature.
"I told you …" About two seconds later, Feng Bujue poked his head out from the gap in the tower and yelled at Ruo Yu, "In at most ten minutes, you'll be able to help." Then, he jumped down as well.
Then, Xiao Ling's figure appeared at the gap. However, she did not jump down. Instead, she took out her sniper rifle and chose to stay at the top to provide support.
On the other side, the Blood Corpse God and the creature had fallen to the ground several seconds ago. When these two boss-level monsters landed, they caused the ground within a hundred-meter radius to tremble and create a large hole in the ground. But … one second later, they stood up like nothing had happened and continued to fight.
Not long after, the sound of fists hitting flesh and feet hitting bones could be heard in the stone courtyard.
"Hmph … this multiverse is really interesting …" While the Blood Corpse God was fighting, he was still talking with ease. "I can't believe I've met another guy who can ignore my 'fear projection' …"
The unknown creature was not to be outdone. He replied with a hoarse voice, "Ha! I didn't expect a monster like you to be so good. "
After the two of them flattered each other, they seemed to have reached a consensus. Then … they started to get serious.
As soon as they finished speaking, the strength and speed of the two "people" instantly increased by a level.
About ten meters away …
"What's his background?" Ruo Yu looked at her Brother Jue who had just landed and asked.
"He's an enlightened monk. His Buddhist name is Xuanhong," Feng Bujue replied.
"The one who killed the demon?" Ruo Yu's mind was very sharp.
"Yes, that's him." Brother Jue replied. Then, he changed the topic. "Unfortunately, he's just a spirit that's been parasitized by a demonic instrument." As he said that, he raised his hand and pointed at Xuanhong who was fighting the Blood Corpse God. "Look at his chest."
"Ah, I noticed it from the beginning." Ruo Yu replied casually. "Is that the Hexagon Mirror?"
"Yes." Feng Bujue replied.
"So …" Ruo Yu looked at him and asked, "… what's your plan?"
"It's simple." As Feng Bujue spoke, he took out the blade that was necessary to break through defenses. "I'll take care of him in ten minutes. Then … I'll take the mirror and study it. The rest will be for the Blood Corpse God's supper."
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