Foolish Game of the Chapter 510: This Is What I Was Waiting For!

Jiang Chi was at the breaking point.

He wasn't a Hero of Today. He wasn't a Druid. He didn't have bottomless reserves of spiritual power.

That he'd fought one-versus-four for this long already proved he deserved the word "peak." He'd actually found a gap to break out — only for the Chaleon to spring the biggest trap of all.

The [Silence] follower had silenced every possible escape route. And it was a blanket, indiscriminate faith-silence.

That ant even the caster himself had lost all active talents. So when Jiang Chi stumbled into the zone in shock, the two of them had resorted to the most primitive form of combat.

Da Yi hadn't noticed either. The hunter's trap was simply too well-concealed. He only realized it would be a pure brawl after stepping inside and having his own talents silenced.

But for the martially gifted Da Yi, this was no problem — especially with that lord still in the city. He had zero reason for fear.

So he charged in again. Like a warrior.

Jiang Chi saw Da Yi's shape bearing down. Knowing his own strength deficit, he didn't fancy a head-on collision with this power-specialized assassin. He deflected the Chaleon's bow, then dragged his wounded leg outward.

His agility didn't match the hunter's, but his timing was impeccable. The Chaleon, thrown off-balance by the parry, couldn't close the gap in ti — and Jiang Chi actually managed to open so distance.

But just as he prepared to vault off the rooftop and duck into an alley, another figure materialized in his path. One he absolutely did not want to see.

The Fate Weaver!

The one who'd likely killed the Screaming Earl. Standing right there, idly twirling a scalpel, plugging the road ahead.

"Cheng Shi!" Jiang Chi's movent stuttered. His face was stone. "You and I have no grudge—"

Cheng Shi snorted, cutting off the moral monologue: "Yep, sure. I'm the villain, I only kill good guys. And oh what a sha — you look like a good guy to ."

He flicked a scalpel, which embedded itself at Jiang Chi's feet.

"..."

Jiang Chi's gaze sharpened. Clearly, there was no room for negotiation. Without complaint or further protest, he pivoted instantly and sprinted toward the outer wall.

He didn't think he could beat soone who'd defeated Gongyang Jiao head-on. What he didn't know was that Cheng Shi had already switched back to priest — making him the weakest link in the three-sided encirclent.

Jiang Chi held his breath in razor focus and ran. He was planning to leave Kannar entirely, withdrawing from the Gift of Sores competition.

This place had lost every shred of safety for him. Continuing the trial was impossible. But could he escape five hunters?

'Difficult!'

Because the instant he'd changed direction, Gongyang Jiao broke free from [Ti]'s restraint and blocked his path at the base of the outer wall!

Now — with Poison still pinned to the wall — four of them had Jiang Chi boxed in across the Silence Domain's breadth.

Despair flickered across Jiang Chi's face. But he harbored no thought of begging or surrendering.

He simply held the short blade before him, mustering every last scrap of focus and willpower to guard every angle.

At least within the Silence Domain, no one was moving too fast. The gradual tightening gave exhausted Jiang Chi a sliver of breathing room.

But he knew this might be his last breath.

"Fate Weaver — you can't kill !"

Jiang Chi fixed Cheng Shi with a grim stare. The tone wasn't bravado. It sounded like the calm statent of a fact.

Cheng Shi scoffed, unmoved, and kept advancing.

'I don't need to kill you permanently in one trial. Stripping one life from you is satisfying enough.'

'Peak players could resurrect, sure. But they couldn't do it forever, could they?'

'Every life was precious. Taking even one would hurt.'

'As for grudges... the other side hadn't worried about making an enemy of him. Why should he overthink it?'

The other three followed Cheng Shi's pace, continuing to close the circle. When he stopped at a not-too-close, not-too-far position, all four halted in sync.

Though Cheng Shi hadn't verbalized the plan, everyone present was an expert. They understood intuitively: wait for the right mont.

And that mont was the Silence Domain shattering.

No domain or barrier lasted forever. This wide-area silence couldn't hold much longer. The instant it collapsed and divine blessings returned — that would be Jiang Chi's greatest crisis.

And that instant... was now!

CRACK.

The domain crumbled. The sound rang in everyone's ears. Five peak players' eyes flared with sharp light. Every body tensed and moved as one!

The fastest react belonged to the assassin, without question. Da Yi hurled his Iron Thorns instantly. To counter Ti Stagnation, the six projectiles flew on wildly different trajectories.

The instant they launched, Da Yi himself followed the light-trails — aid at the airspace above Jiang Chi's head.

Second-fastest was the hunter. The Chaleon had drawn his bow taut long ago, patiently waiting for this mont. As the trap's creator, he knew the domain's duration better than anyone. His arrow leapt from the string a fraction before the collapse — and by the ti it reached mid-flight, [Silence]'s power had re-imbued it!

Gongyang Jiao was close behind. Perhaps from long partnership with the Chaleon, the instant the hunter's arrow blazed forth, the Screaming Earl had already launched. By the ti the domain shattered, he'd transford into a howling hurricane, sweeping toward Jiang Chi at the center.

Only Cheng Shi stayed motionless. He stood rooted, even slowing his scalpel-twirling. To anyone looking, he was openings incarnate.

But when the openings are this obvious — can they still be called openings?

No!

This was clearly "besiege three sides, leave one open."

Anyone who'd read a single page of military strategy knew this was the old lure-them-into-breaking-out trick. Jiang Chi at the center understood this perfectly. Even if Cheng Shi hadn't made the gesture so blatant, he would never have tried to break through toward "a priest who could kill peak warriors."

So Jiang Chi moved. Under the crushing weight of mortal peril, his sharp instincts found the most advantageous angle. Pouring everything into one final effort, he dodged [Silence]'s arrows and [War]'s Iron Thorns, and charged headlong toward [Corruption]!

He detected that Gongyang Jiao's aura was the weakest!

The attack might be the most terrifying, but compared to the assassin's agility and the hunter's precision, a warrior was the only target he could realistically face head-on and break through.

And so, within the very second the domain collapsed, two warriors collided with an earth-shaking crash.

Gongyang Jiao's claws buried themselves in Jiang Chi's shoulders. Jiang Chi's short blade pierced clean through Gongyang Jiao's chest. The two warriors t and imdiately went for the kill — a ferocity rivaling Cheng Shi and Gongyang Jiao's earlier duel.

But team fights weren't turn-based. When you locked up with an opponent, no one else was going to wait politely. The instant Jiang Chi's blade caught in Gongyang Jiao's ribcage, Da Yi was already plumting from above!

Six spinning Iron Thorns descended in arcs of light that bent like a warping cage, engulfing both grappling warriors. At this velocity, one small pull and both fighters inside would be diced into undifferentiated at.

Jiang Chi obviously didn't want to die. Trapped between three converging threats with zero room to dodge, he had no choice but to harden his gaze and raise the pocket watch in his left hand.

And in that very instant, Gongyang Jiao grinned savagely.

"This is what I was waiting for!"