Chapter 577: Flying Knife
Translator: Dess Editor: EbonyFrost
The moment the door on the carriage was opened, the players inside shifted their eyes at the door.
When they saw Kieran walk into the carriage, the players stood up as if they had been waiting for a long time.
Their actions were in sync, causing their front garment to shake in unison.
Souu.
Malicious gazes and dense killer intents were fired at Kieran at the same time.
"Kill!"
A sudden loud shout came from one of the players.
Right at the next moment, pitch black gun barrels were lighted up with muzzle flash ceaselessly.
The bullets were like heavy rain, pouring down at Kieran who immediately dodged behind the seat beside.
The bullets followed Kieran's movements as well, that row of seats was instantly turned into a hornet's nest. Even the alloy forged carriage wall started to dent because of the bullet shower.
Ding Ding Ding!
Sparks splashed everywhere as the bullets ricocheted from the carriage wall to the parts of the carriage.
Shields were held up one after another in front the firing players, followed by long knives appearing from the seams of the shields.
The long metal knives were glaring coldly under the lingering light within the carriage.
Then, the players then moved forward in unison to the seat where Kieran was hiding, trying to surround him.
But…
There was nothing behind the seat!
The players who attacked were shocked, yet before they could react to the disappearance, darkness enveloped the whole carriage.
[Shadow Cloak]! The supernatural darkness assaulted the sights of the players.
However, through their longtime teamwork, the players instinctively stuck their back to one another. The shields were held high after one another, not even sparing the space above their head.
Kang!
When the held up shields came in contact with the alloy floor of the carriage, a defensive dome formation without any dead angle was formed, similar to a tortoise shell.
Under the situation that they couldn't see anything, a zero dead angle defensive formation would be a decent choice, if formation was impenetrable of course.
Fuuu!
A blazing fireball burnt fiercely on Kieran's left hand, it expanded rapidly within a breath's time.
Inside the supernatural darkness, all light was absorbed but the heat from the fireball brought up a wave throughout the carriage. The players inside the defensive formation felt something was wrong. Yet their longtime teamwork had made them believed out of habit that their defensive formation was unbreakable.
Therefore, when the Powerful rank Devil Flame exploded in their face, the players were assaulted by [Flame Burst] and unbelievable screams sounded all at once.
"Aaaargg!"
"What kind of fire is this!?"
The undying Devil Flame was like a plague, spreading between the players rapidly and devouring their life force. Whether was it rolling or beating the flames, none of their efforts could put out the fire.
Under the agonizing cry, the burnt stench started to fill the whole carriage.
Kieran frowned at the scene though. It wasn't that he wasn't used to the burning scene since he had trained up himself out of his own will, the horrifying burning scene could totally be ignored. He was just curious about the backgrounds of those players.
Close teamwork between players and precise roles divided among them, it wasn't something a common organization could achieve. Especially inside this underground game, such teamwork between players would be even rarer.
Of course, it wasn't good news for Kieran.
If Kieran was still guessing before, now he was certain that the curse dispeller had crossed some terrible player organization and Lawless was dragged into this mess. Most importantly, it was because of him.
Fuuuu!
Kieran spat out a heavy breath and rubbed between his brows uncontrollably.
Before solving the problem with Broker, Kieran's own intentions were not to get involved with other player factions. However, changes always surpassed plans.
The eight bodies on the floor disintegrated into light particles and presented Kieran with another 60,000 Points 20 Skill Points plus eight room keys.
At the same time, another notification popped up on his vision.
[Player involved in battle within the train!]
[The conductor authenticated your action as self-defense!]
[Categorized as Honor Kill!]
[Sanction waived…]
...
"The conductor?" Kieran raised a brow.
Then, he saw a man-sized robot walk in through the off-limits locomotive direction with a train uniform followed by a bunch of smaller robots behind.
"Dear passenger, please hold on a moment!" The train attendant robot spoke through its loud speaker in a mechanical tone.
"Okay!"
Kieran replied with manners since he was used to dealing with robots in real life.
Then, he saw the smaller robots restore the whole carriage back to its original state. The seats were renewed, the floor, the wall was removed of any visible dents.
"Have a pleasant trip!" The train attendant robot said before bringing the smaller robots back to the locomotive area.
Kak!
The door was slowly closed.
Kieran then picked a seat and sat down.
"The robots are much smaller than the Union announced construction robots, and their capabilities exceed them even more!" Kieran commented.
He touched the seat that he sat on but he couldn't feel any marks of repairs.
Though, he mocked himself soon after.
"This is just a game! A game! Everything that happens here is purely virtual! I don't need to compare with those in the real world!" Kieran reminded himself.
But…
It wasn't really effective.
He took in a deep breath and opened his PM tab, and contacted Rachel.
He needed something to divert his attention for the time being.
"2567: Rachel, You know any player organization that wears black cap and mantle plus has great teamwork?"
Kieran briefly described the players he encountered in the message, he thought with Rachel's vast experience, she would know easily.
However, out of his expectation the moment he sent out the message, Rachel went offline.
Kieran was stunned.
"Did I step on her tail?" Kieran thought uncontrollably.
Kieran then continued sending messages to other acquaintances, yet got the same outcome.
None of them replied, even Blacksmith, Hanses and Coll.
Based on Kieran's understanding of them three, as long as they were online and not caught up with something, they would definitely reply.
"Is the situation that bad?" Kieran slightly frowned.
...
Was the situation that bad?
Much worse than Kieran had imagined!
At a crossroad of Donaville Street, Small Path Square, the guns, and explosions sounded together.
Bullets flew in all directions, smashing the walls into rubble.
Explosions went off loudly, creating big craters on the ground one after another.
Groups of black cap mantled players were in a special formation, pressing forward in unison.
Hanses and Coll, on the other hand, were hiding at one of the houses aside and were pinned down by the bullet shower.
"God F*cking Damn it! How the hell are the Black Robes getting so much firepower!"
Hanses cursed loudly while holding his shield up high. He then looked at Coll beside him who was staring at a LED monitor on his LED screen controller.
"Still haven't located the others? Hurry up! Otherwise, both of us will be shot into a f*cking sieve!"
Hanses urged Coll.
"Almost there, I… F*CK! My robot dog exploded! I…"
A moment ago, Coll was still calm as water yet he cursed out loud at the next. However, before he could finish his rant, Hanses dragged him along and rolled away.
KABLOOOM!
A huge explosion sounded.
The house that both of them were hiding in together with a couple more besides were leveled to flat ground.
...
"Hahahahaha! Saw that explosion Blacksmith? You sure you want to keep up us? With that handful of you trying to fight Black Robes with almost two hundred elites, ain't you guys feeling a little delusional?"
A scrawny man was standing before a floating lady, mocking her with a ridiculing tone.
Different from the black cap mantled players around, although the man was also in black, his outfit leaned more towards casual wear. He was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, almost identical to the common folk on the street.
Except for the bloody, long flying knife in his hand.
Droplets of blood slid off that cold sharp edge, causing the ground to be wet.
As the dark and red intertwined, the lady's red mantle became more eye-catching.
A series of twisted feelings from the man resonated with his flying knife.
Then…
Souu!
The flying knife was hurled out.
Chapter 578: The Unclear Face
Translator: Dess Editor: EbonyFrost
The flying knife went forth like a bullet.
One of the gemstones from Blacksmith's side flew out and tried to block the flying knife. However, the flying knife distorted in a weird sense and passed through that gemstone and plunged right into Blacksmith's shoulder.
Pum!
Blood splashed out.
"Hahahahaha! Did all that embedding make you stupid, Blacksmith? After taking hits from my flying knives, you dare resist me further?"
The casually dressed man laughed out loud and at the same time. He raised his hands up and threw out his knives again.
It was not one but six flying knives at once!
His right hand swung upwards, throwing three knives from his palm and his left hand swung downward, throwing another three knives.
Six flying knives intertwined as they shuttled through space and swirled around Blacksmith like butterflies.
Wunng!
A couple of gemstones vibrated fiercely, giving out a different color of luster.
The luster felt real as the gemstones turned into palm-sized shields.
The casually dressed man laughed coldly at Blacksmith's resistance. He didn't hurry on with a follow up as he wanted to crush Blacksmith during her most confident moment.
Was it grudge that lead to man to such state?
No, both of them didn't even meet before this incident.
Yet why did the man push Blacksmith so far?
It was just the man's habitual action to crush his opponent during their most confident moment and watch them collapse without getting back up, especially when his opponent was a lady.
The moment he thought about the tender, soft cry coming from his prey, he couldn't hold back his excitement.
The gemstone shield took form right before the swirling flying knives were fired out.
As the man had expected, his flying knives pierced through Blacksmith's defenses without a single bit of delay, leaving cuts after cuts on her tall, slender body.
Her red mantle became brighter as her blood gushed out more.
After suffering continuous damage, Blacksmith couldn't maintain her floating state anymore. As she fell on the ground, the pain from her wounds assaulted her, causing her to frown.
Her heavy panting even stated that she was in a terrible condition.
"Hey girl, anything you haven't used yet? If not…"
KABOOOM!
Before the casually dressed man finished his sentence, an explosion went off.
Two of the gemstones from Blacksmith had flown out towards the man's feet suddenly and exploded without a sign.
Kabang!
The blast wave from the exploding gemstones sent the man flying, crashing into one of the houses close by.
Five more different color gemstones were fired into the crash site as a follow-up attack.
KABAAAAM!
An even bigger explosion went off, blasting the whole house into the air!
But…
The casually dressed man didn't perish from the huge explosion. Or more precisely, the man was steps away from death.
The man was tainted black and had blood all over his body, yet he walked out in a staggering manner.
"So this is your counterattack? It ain't useful!"
Before his voice even subsided, a beam of green light was fired at him from afar, healing his visible wounds in an exponential rate.
After the green light vanished, the man's wounds were completely healed other than his ragged T-shirt.
"See this honey? This is the power of teamwork! The heights that you lone wolves will never achieve!" The man then clapped his hand as he spoke.
Dak Dak Dak Dak!
A series of footsteps marched over quickly, revealing a group of black cap mantled players arriving before the man. Each of the players was holding automated weapons that shared the same color.
"Let's play a game shall we, honey? The game is… Bullet Dodge!"
Malicious laughs sounded from the casually dressed man once more.
Then, his eyes shifted towards the night sky and he heard wings fluttering.
"A birdie?" The man was surprised.
The man knew clearly the special methods that other players in the game possessed.
In the big city, stray dogs and cats were all over the place, birds were no exception.
Birds, however, were aviary with higher intellect, they wouldn't appear on the streets at night, especially after explosions during battles, the birds wouldn't even come near to the place.
If any birds would come near to the battle scene, it would definitely be under some player's instruction.
"Oh look at that, there is some bold idiot prying over the Black Robes?"
The man laughed deeply.
He eagerly gave out the orders to his men to fire.
When new prey entered the scene and with much more excitement and freshness, his interest towards Blacksmith dimmed down completely.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Muzzle flashes lighted up ceaselessly from the players' automated weapons, the bullets fired out even formed a giant net of death and enveloped Blacksmith.
Gemstone after gemstone flew out from Blacksmith and turned into shields, blocking her from the bullets.
Ding!
The first bullet landed on the gemstone shield and ricocheted in another direction.
Even though the first bullet was blocked, it didn't mean the others would follow.
When the fifth and sixth bullets landed on the gemstone shield, the lustrous shining shield started to crack. The seventh and eighth landed as well and splintered the gemstone shield into pieces, that was not the end of the gunshots.
To the firearm players with at least twenty more bullets in their magazine, it was the time they really showed off their destructive power.
Dak Dak Dak Dak Dak Dak Dak!
Gunshots were fired relentlessly, Blacksmith's eyes could even clearly see the bullet's trajectory yet she couldn't move her body to dodge them.
Since she operated her powers with a special power, her style of battle has already decided that she wasn't a player that relied on her body but her gemstones!Unfortunately, she consumed too many of her gemstone stocks during the last embedding for Kieran, it went as far as turning the situation that she could easily handle into a difficult one that exceeded her expectations.
The scent of death was already lingering around her.
Sigh!
Blacksmith sighed heavily in her heart.
She was unwilling, unyielding to death, yet she was helpless.
Until…
A black figure suddenly appeared before her, blocking all the bullets trajectory. The crow feathers from his mantle were fluttering under the night breeze and were glittering in a deep glint under the stars.
The fluttering from the feathers echoed in Blacksmith's ears, it also overpowered the firing sounds of the guns.
"How are you holding up?
A deep but powerful question sounded like a palm reaching out to her from the void. The voice also gathered Blacksmith's scattered thoughts in an instant.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Gunshots sounded in her ears again, at the same time the blury face before her became clearer yet not to the point that she could recognize who it was.
"It's blur… The system blur…" Blacksmith muttered softly.
"What?" Kieran was surprised.
Kieran has no idea why Blacksmith would say something like that during such a moment.
Still, she collected her thoughts right after her blabbering.
"Careful, his flying knife can pierce through space!" Blacksmith reminded Kieran.
"Leave it to me!"
Kieran took out a [Healing Potion] and handed it to Blacksmith with a warm smile.
He then sized up the players behind him and kept away his smile as he glanced over them with a cold glare.
Kieran slowly walked towards the players.
An indescribable wicked aura erupted from Kieran's side as he walked. Each step he took forward, the wicked aura would get denser.
Even the night couldn't overpower such wickedness.
The players felt like they saw the devil rise up from the abyss and break free from the shackles of the material world, crawling towards them with a rampant and chaotic presence.
Chapter 579: Perforated
Translator: Dess Editor: EbonyFrost
[Deadman's Gaze]!
[Fear Illusion]!
Following the thoughtless stare at Kieran, the black cap mantled players all fell into a whirlpool of death. Each of them felt like a giant hammer smashed through their chest, gushing mouthfuls of blood and plunging to the ground, absent of any signs of life.
All fell except one.
[Fear Illusion: Target's Spirit has failed authentication, the target's intuition has passed authentication. Target will receive an attack equal to the wearer's Spirit attribute rank. Detected target has Talent "Stubborn Brain", prioritized talent, judging triggered, the target is freed from Lethal attack…]
The black casual dressed man gushed out a mouthful of blood but he didn't fall and limp, instead, he turned and ran for his life.
The man ran even faster when the green light filled with life energy shone over him.
He was recovered to his prime form within an instant and didn't forget to hurl out three more flying knives as he sprinted away.
Sou Sou Sou!
The flying knives flew out like bullets, aiming towards Kieran's face and throat.
Kieran, however, didn't even dodge as if he didn't notice the flying knives were aimed towards him.
"Careful!" Blacksmith warned him out loud.
After their confrontation, Blacksmith knew how scary the flying knives could be.
At the very next moment, Blacksmith's jaw dropped before she could even keep away her awe.
The three flying knives were caught by Kieran with his bare hands without missing a beat. He moved so fast that even Blacksmith couldn't see how he did it.
Eventually, all she could see was Kieran thrashing the knives like paper, rolling them into pieces of junk metal and flung them aside.
"Pierce through space? It's nothing but deceiving tricks to the eyes!" Kieran said calmly.
With his energy overflowing, the moment Kieran arrived the hostile Donaville Street, he didn't even turned off his [Tracking] vision and with [Tracking] activated, most things before his sight would be revealed to him in extreme detail, including the knives that he trashed.
The knives were really able to distort light and deceive one's eyes yet the hidden trajectory would not change.
Sou!
A pitch black negative energy chain appeared out of nowhere beside the casually dressed man and bound him on the spot.
[Spectre Grip, Shadow Chain]!
Despite how the man struggled, it was useless before Kieran's absolute strength.
"I…"
The man spoke as Kieran approached him.
Whether was it threats or begging, unfortunately, Kieran had no intention to listen to what he said.
He raised his leg and stepped down on the man's head.
SPLAT!
The man's head burst open like a watermelon crushed by a truck, the white and red brain fluid became mushy and even stuck to Kieran's boots.
Fortunately, when the body disintegrated into light particles, the mushy brain fluid vanished as well.
[Player Killed: Terry]
[Treated as self-defense through authentication]
[Categorized as an Honor Kill]
[Detected target has limit broken character model template!]
[You will receive 150% of the Points and Skill Points of the player…]
[Total: 30, 000 Points and 10 Skill Points]
[Received the player's house key]
[Granted the right to use the player's house]
[All the player's belongings are returned to their house]
[Honor Kill: 84]
...
Together with the previous group of ten's contribution, Kieran current points skyrocketed to 400,000 Points and Skill Points were at 115!
After mumbling "murdering, arsoning yet awarded with a golden belt" in his heart, Kieran's attention was caught by the line [Detected target has limit broken character model template!].
He quickly went over the battlelog notifications and saw the man's talent.
"Talents…"
Kieran muttered the term from his mouth but his heart had started to burn fiercely about the "Character Model Template Limit" missions.
Judging from the current information he gathered, once a player completed "Character Model Template Limit" missions, talents would be bestowed upon them and the player's strength would go through a drastic change.
But when the reminder from Lawless rung in his head, he frowned.
Right after that thought, he quickly shook his head, discarding the useless thoughts out of his mind.
"What happened?"
"I'll tell you on the way!"
Kieran asked Blacksmith as they were shuttling through Donaville Street.
Blacksmith frowned before the question though, seemingly wanting to say something else but when the words escaped her mouth, it became the answer Kieran was seeking.
...
"Plek! Plek!"
Coll was climbing out from the rubble of the ruined house, struggling to get up with his ash-covered face.
"Damn it! How was their strike so accurate! I…"
"Hanses! Hanses! You dumb cow, are you fine!?"
Coll was grunting frustratedly but when he saw the broken shield and a bloody Hanses beside him, the grunts turned into a surprised cry.
After the blastwave struck Coll, his head was still ringing hard yet he quickly staggered over to Hanses with wobbly steps.
"If I say I am fine, can I really be fine? You dumb cow! I'm really dead, you think you still can see me eh?"
Hanses caught the crying tone within Coll's voice and just as Coll was about to cry a river before his chest, Hanses pointed at the tall building ahead.
More precisely, the turret at the top of the building.
"See that?"
"Yeah!" Coll nodded.
"I'll go divert their attention, you think of a way to get rid of that turret!"
Hansas finished his words quickly and started to sprint towards one side.
Dak Dak Dak Dak Dak!
KABOOM! BOOM BOOM!
Gunshots and explosions sounded all together, trailing Hanses's movements.
Coll stared blankly at Hanses's figure disappearing through the complicated streets. After three to four seconds, he only came back to his senses of what he had just done.
Pak!
Coll slapped himself and quickly made his move.
"I can't wait anymore! Hanses is risking…"
Pak!
Another slap from himself stopping the discouraging words escaping his mouth.
The movements of his hands became faster as well.
A small remote control car similar to a kid's toy dashed out towards the turret at the tall building under Coll's control.
Coll had entered his special trance mode when controlling the remote control car. It felt like he was controlling his own arms, not only did he easily avoid the usual enemies' sight, it even dodging stray bullets and explosions shrapnels from other places with ease.
Soon enough, the remote control car reached below the tall building.
Ding!
Coll pressed the button on his remote control and the flame booster lighted up below the remote control car.
Right off the bat, the remote control car flew up high like a rocket.
"Yes!" Coll clenched his fist in excitement.
However, another voice sounded behind Coll at that moment.
"Hmph! Childish!"
The voice wasn't high pitched but was enough to make Coll feel like he had fallen into an icy abyss, causing his body to shiver.
Coll clearly felt the presence of the person behind him was cold and humid like a snake climbed over his neck.
He instinctively reached out to the gun at his waist but before he could touch the handle, a long sword stabbed through his abdomen.
Puk!
Coll tilted down at the blood dripping long sword through his stomach.
KABOOM!
The roof of the tall building afar exploded brightly like a blooming flower.
Chapter 580: Small Path Square
Translator: Dess Editor: EbonyFrost
The flames burned fiercely yet the turret on the rooftop was unharmed.
A force field barrier formed in the nick of time and protected the turret from being blasted to hell. Even though the explosion did quite the damage to the barrier which caused it to wobble, the turret was still operational.
"See that? You lone wolves have gotten so used to being alone, how would you people know what great teamwork is…"
KABOOM!
Before the sword wielder's words could finish, he was interrupted by another explosion.
A figure suddenly appeared above the rooftop with dual wielding fire and ice swords.
The left flaming sword slashed opened the wobbling barrier and the right freezing sword was swung towards the turret, freezing it in an instant.
"Ra...Ramont!"
Coll's eyes shone brightly, his words stuttered from his mouth because blood kept gushing out.
Ugh!
The longsword stabbed that through Coll's abdomen was drawn out quickly. Coll was like a ragdoll that went out of control as he plunged to the ground. The sword wielder was infuriated because of the embarrassment, he wanted to slice Coll's head off.
The stinging embarrassment on his face made the sword wielder abandon his game of teasing as he wanted to end this quickly.
He wanted to kill Coll before going after the other who destroyed the turret. He would not stop his relentless pursuit of the latter because the mission assigned to him was to ensure the turret's proper operation.
Souuu!
Just as the sword was inches away from taking Coll's head, a strong wind struck the sword wielder from behind, forcing him to swing his sword the other way.
Bang!
The brick that was hurled at him was sliced but the powder from the brick and the coated lime powder exploded upon impact.
The dusty cloud instantly shrouded the sword wielder's face.
"Argh!"
A painful cry came from the sword wielder but he didn't alter his sword stance.
After that, sprinting footsteps were approaching the sword wielder rapidly.
"You think you can win me with these petty tricks?"
The sword wielder replaced his blinded sight with his hearing, the moment his words ended, he swung his long sword down in a flurry. He wanted to teach the person who ambushed him a lesson, informing him of the gap of strength between them.
But…
His swing was powerful and quick but the longsword missed its target.
The person dashing towards the sword wielder didn't attack the sword wielder as expected, instead, he threw himself over the sword wielder's feet.
His target was the heavily wounded Coll on the ground.
Hanses managed to grab Coll and roll away from the sword wielder, drawing distance between them.
At the same time, he poured a tube of high quality [Healing Potion] into Coll's mouth.
Gulp Gulp!
Coll finally opened his eyes after a few coughs, he had to clear the lingering blood from his throat.
"Hanses!"
Coll overjoyed when he saw his comrade saved him from the brink of dying.
Hanses, however, saw Coll's wounded chest as his outfit was torn apart by the sword wielder. Without further ado, Hanses took off his coat and covered the exposed chest.
"Hold on a minute will ya!" Hanses then stood up and went over to the sword wielder.
The sword wielder had regained his sight and he saw Hanses approaching him. He also saw Coll who escaped death yet still couldn't move around.
"Hmph? Your girlfriend? It's really nothing you know, she fell on the ground bleeding out after a small stab from my sword." The sword wielder mocked Hanses with his vulgarities.
Undoubtedly, the sword wielder wanted to provoke Hanses. It was quite common among the veterans, using verbal attacks, the more common the method, the more effective it would be.
The sword wielder laughed when he saw Hanses dash towards him.
He then thrust his sword forward at Hanses.
The sword flashed brightly after the motion. It should be a long sword but it bloomed like a peacock's tail and its tip was as sharp as a viper's fang, jumping onto its prey to attack all its target's weak points.
The sword wielder mockingly laughed again when he saw Hanses's arms suffer multiple bleeding wounds.
"The Shield Wielder Hanses? Take that away and what are you? You bunch of idiotic lone wolves, what are you without the hot boiling thoughts? You can't even think properly!"
The sword wielder seemed to know Hanses quite well and because of that knowledge, the sword wielder showed a disdainful gaze as his charge.
However, when the bouquet of swords was caught by Hanses despite it was being swung in a flurry, the sword wielder couldn't believe his eyes.
"Other than unable to think straight when my blood boils, I have my own nature of battle and also my ACE!" Hanses yelled loudly and punched the sword wielder's face.
Amidst the bone crackings, the sword wielder was punched up in the air, he was more than a meter away from the ground and before he could fly further away, Hanses grabbed the sword wielder by the leg and dragged him back.
BANG!
Hanses dragged the sword wielder's leg and slammed him down on the ground like a giant hammer.
"Apologize to my friend Coll!" Hanses shouted.
Yet no answer came from the sword wielder as the man disintegrated into light particles.
The scene went quiet for a while.
Hanses scratched the back of his head and turned around awkwardly to Coll who was struggling to stand up.
"I'm sorry, I didn't hold back…"
Hanses went over and helped Coll up.
"Remember, help me keep the secret!" Coll signaled to Hanses.
Why don't you tell the others that you are a female player? Aren't female players quite common? And… Okay… Fine, I get it!"
Hanses gave up immediately when Coll stared at him quietly. He quickly shifted the topic.
"This place is filled with Black Robes men, that Lawless really thinks he is above all laws, how could he even cross the Black Robes? Besides, even a sub scroll of [Blade of the Daybreaker] is involved… The Black Robes will never just let him go like that! We only have two options left…"
"Let's find Lawless!"
Before Hanses could finish, Coll interrupted him.
"I will not be a burden to everyone! I am not skilled in battle, after all, machines are my only forte! Bring me to the turret spot!" Coll said.
"Okay!" Hanses nodded.
Hanses carried Coll up and headed towards the tall building.
He did saw the turret was frozen by Ramont's ice sword but he knew Coll must have an idea. What he had to do was deliver Coll to the turret.
...
After freezing the turret, Ramont dashed down the tall building by sprinting on the wall.
When he was less than 10 meters off the ground, he tapped on the wall with both his legs and instantly sprang himself away horizontally from the wall and crashed onto the ground.
"Fire!"
But before Ramont could land properly, a loud shout came.
The Black Robes nearby fired at Ramont without a second thought.
"Tsk!"
Ramont quickly swung his swords in a flurry, forming a sword barrier around him.
The bullets couldn't even pierce through his flurry blade defenses.
Dak Dak Dak Dak!
Sou Sou!
Under the heavy Gatling gunfire, two distinguished air-breaking whistles reacted to the downpour of bullets.
Then, the Black Robes gunner screamed in agony.
"Healing!"
"I need healing!"
…..
The agonizing screams were ceaseless but what they got in reply was slashes from a sharp claw.
Moments later, when the whole bunch of Black Robes were disintegrated into light particles, Raven the loner walked out from the shadows. Beside him was two fox-like leopard cats following him around.
"Done?"
Raven glanced over Ramont and landed his sight on Small Path Square's direction.
"I've dealt with the turret. The heal though… I have no idea but I hate that Chosen One who shut off our communications! Don't let me find him or I'll crush his balls!" Ramont said angrily.
"The healers should be dealt with but the communication blocker is hiding elsewhere and our reinforcements should arrive any moment now."
It was quite rare of Raven uttering a long sentence.
"Reinforcement? Whatever, let's stick to the plan and head towards Small Path Square!" Ramont said.
Raven didn't object but the moment both of them moved out, a great thundering growl sounded at that very direction.
The ground even shook fiercely following the growl.
A giant 20-meter twin-headed snake rushed into the square like an ancient rampaging beast.
Chapter 581: Clashing In Every Direction
Translator: Dess Editor: EbonyFrost
The Fire Raven dived from the night sky with an uncommon tweet before it landed on Kieran's shoulder.
The power from the contract allowed Kieran to share a special link with the Fire Raven, thus he immediately got what he was after.
Kieran advanced forth even faster.
To be honest, when Blacksmith told him what was going on, he wished he could be twice the normal speed faster or even thrice!
The Title Dungeon sub scroll was related!
Kieran would never have thought the scroll was at stake but a sudden realization soon followed.
Only an item of such caliber would force one of the Supernovas, Black Robe to make his move.
Black Robe, Rayerwent. An unusual player among the Supernova.
Unlike from other team players or lone wolves, Rayerwent admired the huge organization and its power.
He attracted the struggling players to join his side with his title, thus expanding his forces. The Black Robes, which was Rayerwent's men, took over one of the corners of the big city and lurked around like a monster of the dark, waiting for the opportunity to devour its prey.
He was somewhat similar to a discounted version of Broker.
However, even though Broker did many of his malicious deeds out in the light, he would conceal his tracks and doings.
The Black Robe wouldn't. Similar to how he acquired the title of Supernova, Black Robe was a direct person.
"What's yours is mine if I like it."
Such an ideal was shackled down in the real world by laws and regulations.
But inside the underground game?
The shackles were released the moment he came into the game and the beast was unleashed.
From Blacksmith's brief explanation, Kieran knew Black Robe had grabbed the things he wanted more than once and this time around the target was the curse dispeller.
While using the curse dispeller as a lure, it dragged Lawless and the other lone wolves player, plus Kieran himself, into this battle.
Undoubtedly, Black Robe had been plotting this for a long time.
Kieran, however, had no idea where the details went wrong but he knew what he must do at that moment.
Eliminate Black Robe's healer! As long as the healer was a factor, the Black Robes army with more than 200 hundred men will suppress the lone wolves player with sheer force.
Sufficient quantity would trigger a qualitative change.
Kieran didn't deny that, especially when 200 men kept being healed up and possessed a myriad of different attackings means. The qualitative changes this time would definitely send the lone wolves into the deepest part of the abyss.
Souu!
After Kieran dashed out from a small alley, the sight before him opened up brightly.
Then, an air-breaking sound headed towards him but it didn't stop his movements.
Kieran jumped up like a nimble sparrow and dodged the incoming arrow together with the explosions that followed.
KABOOM!
Kieran managed to dash out of the explosion range.
It wasn't a mine but a remote bomb that has been planted early on.
The combination of A+ Intuition and [Tracking] allowed Kieran to familiarize himself with close quarters combat. Regardless of how good the enemies hid, everything was exposed under Kieran's sight.
For instance, the bomb that was buried under the debris.
It was very obvious because of the footprints and handprints around that single spot.
Similar to the net that was floating in mid-air. The net was black in color mixing with a dash of grey, allowing it to perfectly merge itself with the night sky but under [Tracking]'s vision, it was nothing but a bright white net.
Shaa!
The net was hurled down from the sky and Kieran leaped out in mid-air as well a moment before the net caught him. Kieran was able to step on the formless air as it was leveled ground because of his boots.
Souuu!
Kieran dived down like an arrow let loose from mid-air, shooting himself towards the bunch of players on the ground.
Four of the black cap mantled players were grouping up there.
Although there were a dozen more similar dressing players surrounding them, the magic circle under the four player's feet plus the magic staff in their hands were enough to prove everything.
They were the healers of Black Robe.
Dak Dak Dak Dak Dak Dak!
A couple of machine guns fired at Kieran, the intertwined firing shrouded Kieran completely amid his dive.
Then, the Black Robes saw Kieran got shot into a sieve.
The scene was very realistic as blood and flesh flew in all directions and his body turned into a mushy pile of meat. It would be the real deal if there wasn't a bubble popping in the end.
[Illusion Puppeteer Ring]!
"Guards up!"
Regardless of how stupid a person was, they would know they were tricked.
The Black Robes quickly spread out in a disciplined manner, bringing out their official formation which they had been practicing for a long time.
The healers were placed behind the dozen other Black Robes and a metal barrel formation was formed around them.
Any movement in any directions will not escape their sight.
So, when Kieran reappeared once more, he was noticed at first sight.
Guns were fired once again though none of the bullets could obstruct Kieran's forward charge.
[Reckless Charge]!
When the armored rhino mirage formed behind him, the land beneath Kieran's feet started to tremble and when [Arrogant Word] was treated as the horn of offense, his attack would never fail.
The metal barrel formation was crushed within an instant.
The four healers within the formation formed a lustrous light around them.
It was neither dazzling nor radiating with brilliance but it was tenacious enough, for most of the players though.
It wasn't enough before the sharp edge of [Arrogant Word]!
Chiii!
The bewitching red edge pierced through the lustrous light but it didn't shatter as expected.
Cracks appeared lightning from the point where [Arrogant Word] was stabbed, it spread outwards like an expanding spider web.
The cracks spread bigger and further, even Kieran who was at the hilt's position crashed into the lustrous light.
BANG!
As the primitive force of nature trembled, the shattered lustrous light pieces danced under the night sky.
Kieran hadn't forgotten [Reckless Rush]'s attack authentication and that was why he chose [Arrogant Word] to act as the horn.
A Legendary rank weapon had not only the sturdiness but the sharpness as well.
With such a sharpness as the charging point, Kieran's [Reckless Charge] would never fail.
Of course, Kieran also considered all sorts of disadvantageous situations and the worse outcome before striking. He had to as the four healers before him were obviously Chosen Ones but up until now, they only displayed their healing abilities.
However, Kieran would never believe the 4 Chosen Ones came to battle with only healing abilities under their sleeves.
There were quite a number of guards around the healers but none of them really had decent abilities.
Yet they relied on such guards to protect four Chosen Ones?
It may be too careless of them.
Judging from Blacksmith's description, Black Robe wasn't a careless person.
So, the answer was self-explanatory.
Black Robe believed the four Chosen Ones had the ability to protect themselves.
Kieran dared not underestimate Chosen Ones when they obtained the trust of their superior.
But he was lacking options and what Fire Raven saw through its sights told him that he was running out of time.
He needed to deal with this fast, so he had to take the risk.
Kieran tried to utilize his battle style to deceive his opponents, trying to make them careless. He acted like he was a reckless warrior type with a little mind behind his actions and he did it perfectly!
The moment the lustrous light shattered, the four Chosen Ones did effectively dodge the charge instantly. Kieran even heard the laughs of contempt from their mouths.
However, such laughs halted the moment they were caught by a flaming spider web.
The spider web tightened up immediately and gathered all four struggling Chosen Ones before Kieran's charging trajectory.
Despite great danger was befalling them, the four Chosen Ones didn't give up. They were ready to risk it all with their last ace card!
Yet, Kieran's eyes were glaring with an unusual light.
[Deadman's Gaze]!
It wasn't as successful when it was used on the common players, the four Chosen Ones relied on their skills and items and quickly freed themselves from [Fear Illusion], but it was enough for Kieran.
When Kieran realized he was facing four Chosen Ones, he never expected [Half-dead's Gaze] would ring a dent, all he needed was to stall them for a second because he was still in [Reckless Charge]'s effect and the Chosen Ones were within range.
Bum!
Bang!
The slashing sound from the sword's edge and the crashing from the brute force sounded like a melody.
The Chosen Ones died a restless death. They never thought they would die in such a lame way.
In fact, everything unfolded as Kieran's expected. The guards around them were less than useless because the Chosen Ones still believed in their own abilities. After all, they were the ones that were different than the other Black Robes member. The Chosen Ones did get Black Robe's prioritized training though, they didn't just excel in the group itself, they also possessed outstanding knowledge.
That was the reason why they could spot Kieran's weakness with the first sight: his charge could only move in a straight line.
Based on that weakness, the four of them indeed had exchanged opinions and already planned out their next setup, all they had to do was wait for Kieran to step into their trap.
But, the outcome was far from what they had imagined, it turned out like they were the ones who fell into Kieran's trap instead.
That fake reckless charging was used to pull off the flaming spider web above their head!
They were deceived the very moment they saw Kieran!