In the dark purple night soaked in the flames of war, the countdown to the end of the B-tier Sequence game was particularly prominent in the night sky.
Players held on to the hope that "as long as they endure until the end of time, they will be safe." Perhaps this is the only mercy of the Sequence game, or maybe it's the malicious manipulation of the initiator, the Witch.
Near the brightly lit elevated bridge, "Shadow" stood with hands in the pockets of his dark cloak, his gaze calm as he looked across the river to the corporate building on the other side.
The Public Security Bureau had already sealed off the area around the corporate building before taking action.
Yellow and black warning lines surrounded a large area, forbidding anyone to enter without permission.
Even now, when the situation was out of control, the sound of sirens and the red and blue neon lights still enveloped the night, and the police outside were implementing traffic control with all their might.
The Seventeenth Bureau, however slow they may be, should have dispatched enforcers by now.
But the fact that it hasn't been resolved yet means trouble for sure.
Sometimes, Alister truly admired the intensity of the system's "visual blockade." The situation hasn't caused panic in the North District of City A.
Alister could also imagine that later, the authorities would cover up the truth of the Sequence game with the reason of a "fire and serial explosions caused by hazardous materials stored in the corporate building."
But no matter what, their opponent this time is very powerful.
At least strong enough to leave the enforcers of the Seventeenth Bureau helpless, probably a top-tier Sequence game player.
However...
The shimmering river reflected the neon lights, making "Shadow" even darker and more mysterious in the shadows, shrouded in an air of mystery.
"It doesn't matter. I'll take action."
Closing his eyes, Alister perceived every detail of the world, and all his trump cards appeared in his mind, crystal clear.
First is his abilities.
"Shadow Monarch," "Ultimate Senses," "Power Substitution," "Hypnotic Iris."
Then come the items.
"Himizuki's 50 million bank card," "Illusion Prism Fragments."
Alister mastered these trump cards in just nine days, and nine days ago, he was an ordinary person "shielded from the visual world."
Perhaps Alister can now call himself a genius, at least so far, he is qualified to say so.
The evening breeze played with his dark hair, and "Shadow" narrowed his eyes, leaving only the presence of the corporate building in his sight, then his gaze gradually converged...
"With the evaluation weight of the Sequence game and a powerful top-tier player as my opponent, I should have enough to become the number one in the E-tier Sequence..."
As he thought this, shadows from all directions swept in like countless black dragons, submitting to their sovereign.
Under the moon's vertical pupils torn apart in City A and within the sealed boundaries of the North District...
"Shadow" lowered his hood, and the corporate building in his perception became even clearer.
"What we call late night is nothing but the domain of shadows, isn't it?"
So, the outcome is already determined.
"The game is over."
With this declaration, "Shadow" crossed the boundaries of space and unfolded the world of shadows under his dominion.
At any time, he must hold the confidence that he is the winner.
...
...
War is not a game—this is a belief that Death's Leader had long abandoned.
Human nature is a troublesome and useless thing—this is Death's Leader's most profound realization.
Mastering human nature is the key to winning—a task that Death's Leader is working on now.
In the deep night, amidst the flames of war, Death's Leader looks down on Ji Yi and the enforcer team with disdain, smiling kindly and unfathomably profound.
"In this situation, what would you do?" He asked with great interest.
Then, using hostages as leverage, Death's Leader closed the distance without any scruples, manifesting a Vector submachine gun in his right hand and venting his firepower without restraint.
Thus, they found themselves in a helpless situation.
A dense barrage of bullets threatened Ji Yi and the enforcers' lives, but they could only retreat and evade, for if they showed any intention to counterattack...
"Why not abandon your humanity?" Death's Leader would then point his gun at the little girl in his arms and mockingly inquire.
"Damn it..." Ji Yi gritted her teeth, tightly gripping her Damascus Tang Sword, "Using an innocent little girl as a hostage, you truly live up to the title of the world's number one war criminal!"
Hearing this, Death's Leader laughed several times and tormented the little girl like a puppet, saying:
"Thank you for the compliment. During war, we don't care about the means used, do we?"
"You fucker, you kill people on sight, but now you're resorting to these tactics?!" "Talisman Paper" cursed.
"Oh dear..." Death's Leader's narrowed eyes showed no emotion. He spoke in the tone of a kindly uncle, "Little one, they told me to kill you, you know?"
"Wah... waaah..." The little girl cried loudly.
Death's Leader poked her head with the gun, friendly as if teaching a naughty child, and said:
"Silence means consent."
Death's Leader put on a pitiful and sorrowful expression as he aimed the gun at her head, his finger already on the trigger.
"Stop!" "Taiji" stepped forward, "If you want to shoot, shoot at me!"
Death's Leader shifted his gaze, the corners of his mouth on both sides lifting high in an exaggerated smile as he aimed his AKM assault rifle at "Taiji," threatening nonchalantly, "If you dodge once, I'll kill her and continue this game of death and resurrection."
In any case, Death's Leader was confident in killing the obstacle before him, but why not take the opportunity to experience a new way of playing? After all, isn't this what games are all about?
Hahaha, this is a game...
Right before pulling the trigger, Death's Leader deliberately looked at Ji Yi, "mask," and "Talisman Paper," reminding them in a nonchalant tone:
"If anyone makes a move, don't blame me for ending the hostage game."
The gunshot rang out, piercing through "Taiji's" right arm. Death's Leader spoke with interest:
"See, just an insignificant life, but it leaves you all helpless."
Before he could finish his statement, he was interrupted.
"Since it's such an insignificant life, why not choose to give up?" Suddenly, "mask's" ability cooled down and he launched it again!
"Let's swap appearances, you and I!"
A featureless white mask suddenly took over Death's Leader's face, depriving him of control over his body, and the little girl in his arms fell to the ground!
"Talisman Paper" took a step forward, instantly reaching Death's Leader's side, taking the little girl away, and simultaneously using Talisman Paper to bury Death's Leader once again!
Ji Yi also moved at the same time, gathering her martial qi into the Damascus Tang Sword, vowing to kill this dangerous world war criminal!
"It's not enough for all of your exploding charms to not believe that I can't kill you. Explode for me!"
"Go to the underworld to atone for your sins."
Boom!
As if a supernova compressed to its extreme, a dull and heavy explosion turned the ground into a barren wasteland, causing the surrounding terrain to twist like an earthquake!
At the same time, a Tang Sword filled with martial qi was plunged into the bottom of the deep pit, and Ji Yi gasped for breath as she obliterated Death's Leader's ashes.
"Is he dead?" "Talisman Paper" asked while standing near a tall building, holding the little girl.
"Overspeed regeneration also has its limits. If there's no excess flesh and blood, he's probably dead by now." The ground around Ji Yi was all turned into molten black soil.
After all, it's overspeed regeneration, not unlimited regeneration. As long as all his flesh and blood are instantly eliminated, Death's Leader can't possibly come back—
Suddenly, Ji Yi's thoughts stopped!
"Hahaha, your mail, please sign for it!"
The candies in the little girl's pocket rapidly regenerated, and Death's Leader appeared in front of "Talisman Paper" with a Saiga12K shotgun manifested in his hand!
"Goodnight, farewell."
Death's Leader's mournful face was just inches away from "Talisman Paper," but "Talisman Paper" no longer had the strength to resist, as he felt a brutal and excruciating pain!
Bang! "Talisman Paper's" chest was blown into countless pieces, and blood splattered the night sky!
"Taiji" lost his ability to move, "Talisman Paper" was half-dead, and "mask's" ability was in cooldown again.
"You bastard, go to hell!" A hysterical Ji Yi charged forward with her drawn sword.