Chapter 362: Chapter 358: Order Player
The giant raised its palm high, poised to strike the tide of evil spirits once more.
With the previous three attacks, it had already wiped out nearly a hundred evil spirits, so Su Changxing had to disperse them to avoid further concentrated damage.
Zhou An also noticed the effectiveness of the previous attack and imdiately threw another flying saber towards the "Priest."
The "Priest" looked in Zhou An’s direction, raised a single hand, and easily caught the flying saber with precision, mocking:
"Just child’s play."
"Bang~"
Before his voice faded, a gunshot rang out, freezing his expression as half of his head exploded under the impact of the bullet.
The giant’s action again halted midair, as the intricate runes on its body flickered continuously.
Su Changxing stood atop a high point, aiming the handgun at the priest’s head and pulling the trigger again.
He had thought his opponent would be very strong, but it seed that was not the case—unable to avoid Zhou An’s flying saber or his bullet.
The Big-headed Ghost exclaid: "Divine Envoy... are you okay?"
As he spoke, the "Priest"’s head exploded again, completely vanishing.
This sudden change left everyone present stunned, even the new humans were dumbfounded—could it be their Divine Envoy was defeated just like that?
"Gunsmith?"
The "Priest’s" body did not fall, still standing upright. The neck where it had been cut glowed with dazzling golden light, exactly like how it appeared when Anshan Bridge died.
As if he hadn’t died.
"Boy, you’re courting death!"
A voice akin to static-laden electric pulses echoed in Su Changxing’s ear, identical to the sound he rembered, as if from the sa person.
What kind of existence is this?
The headless body tapped its fingers in the air as if typing on a keyboard?
Su Changxing felt the other was indeed typing on a keyboard. The notion seed comical, yet it was anything but in such an environnt.
Golden light continued to spread from the severed neck, coalescing into the likeness of a head—a handso, long-haired man with deep-set eyes.
Very beautiful.
Very perfect.
Without flaw.
That was Su Changxing’s first impression.
The nightti wind, accompanied by the sky’s "white snow," intensified as Su Changxing suddenly opened his eyes wide, facing the dim light and running forward without hesitation.
"True Knowledge" pulsated slowly, revealing two keywords.
[High-Tier Order Player is remotely controlling... extrely dangerous...]
A player?
A ga?
Su Changxing suddenly recalled that they seed to exist within a doomsday ga.
If there’s a ga, then players must exist. Could it be the opponent is the real player, and they were rely a group of naless NPCs in the ga?
No, no.
This place wasn’t enveloped by the doomsday ga at all...
The so-called doomsday ga might just be a branch; here, it’s pushed aside by sothing else.
Simply put, this place doesn’t belong to it.
Possibly, he truly got it wrong!
An astonishing hypothesis appeared in Su Changxing’s mind: perhaps this wasn’t a place they should have co to at all.
They should have stayed in the city, obediently waiting for the ga to end, with the dead being rely a selection process.
This area isn’t covered by the doomsday ga—not because the ga can’t reach here, but because the designated area is solely within the city.
To make it more understandable, this place probably serves as an instance of so higher-level ga, unrelated to them.
They are the unintended intruders.
Perhaps the player on the other side has realized this too, and from beginning to end, they’ve been quite courteous to them.
There may be a punitive chanism, preventing them from interfering with other gas.
In that case, everything becos logical—it’s no wonder the actions of the other side have always been intended to drive them away.
They likely are low-level players and thus not subjected to such constraints, simply because they are too weak.
"Bang~"
A bullet shot out in an arc, directly targeting the "Priest’s" current head.
A crescent-shaped golden light appeared in front of him, deflecting the bullet effortlessly.
[Holy Light Protection: Absolute Defense.
Note: Before reaching a certain energy level, you cannot breach it.]
"Ha ha, insects are just insects, this is no different from tickling ."
The giant roared loudly, his voice echoing throughout the entire ruins.
What a truly vile personality...
Su Changxing knew he was destined to be unable to communicate normally with the other side because they aren’t even on the sa level.
Would a normal human patiently communicate with a monkey?
Obviously not.
The "Priest’s" fingers continued tapping ceaselessly, and the sense of oppression grew stronger.
The giant’s palm, accompanied by a strong wind pressure, slapped towards Su Changxing, casting a shadow that concealed his figure, hitting the ground and raising dust.
Su Changxing’s body flew backward like a baseball, entering a semi-phantom state, immune to half of the physical damage, withstanding the blow.
This was an ability stolen from Xu Wenfeng.
At the sa ti, another card shattered in his hand, with Huang Biao’s face on it.
Three-three-six.
[Stolen Wind of Resurgence: Restore sixty percent of lost life force within a short period of ti.]
Under the dual effects of treatnt, his injuries visibly healed, and upon landing, he sprang back up, continuing to race toward the "Priest."
"Huh~"
The "Priest" squinted at Su Changxing, finally noticing sothing was amiss.
This bug’s capabilities were too diverse, even though he was just a Tier Eight Extraordinary.
Why is this?
Even in the Extraordinary World, everything adheres to its inherent rules; anything unreasonable stands out, warranting attention.
"A Tier Eight Extraordinary, even with maxed promotion cycles, is impossible."
He smirked, looking at Su Changxing, and shouted:
"Hmm, you must have so secret. Tell , and I’ll fulfill a request of yours. You must have co here for so reason too."
It was just a probing inquiry, but enough to captivate.
People exhaust everything only when in dire straits with no way out, whereas most retreat when they have an escape route.
Su Changxing understood what the other ant, knowing why he asked.
His position was problematic; as a Deceiver, his position was ford using heretic matrix, enabling him to effortlessly steal others’ abilities.
This ability was in defiance of norms, akin to a bug, not abiding by Extraordinary rules.
But he didn’t trust this unknown entity at all; even if discovered, he wouldn’t reveal his secrets.
Finding a way to kill the opponent was the right path.
After so many days of slaughter, his thoughts beca increasingly domineering; if a problem could be solved with fists, it seed unnecessary to be overly complicated.
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