"The public beta of 'Ga of Otherworlds' has been running for over a year now.
In the past few months inside Grotto Heaven, there have already been players rising to fa.
Such as Martial Artist Lin Fan, 'Heroine' Xie Biqi, 'Kind Mother' Zhang Xuanyi, 'Demon Dao' He Zudao...
Abroad, there are also 'Valkyrie' Amila, 'Secret Stealer' Jamie, 'Hercules' Ivan, 'One Slash' Liu Shengzongsheng, and other strong individuals.
Whether in or out of the ga, they are all top-tier players.
They naturally have a huge gap compared to ordinary players.
Not to ntion, Lin Fan was a beta tester who had many advantages and didn't quite fit in with the public beta players.
And of course, players are not afraid of death.
Moreover, belonging to the sa Daxia Alliance, Lin Fan didn't hold any official position, so he was technically on the sa level as them.
Therefore, these few public beta players didn't give a damn about Lin Fan and laughed, 'Now, each of us serves a master, and as two armies clash, Lin Fan, if you are still with our Daxia Alliance, then quickly slay this woman to show where your heart lies!'
This attitude of enjoying the drama without fearing its escalation was further mixed with so dark thoughts.
Why?
Why could Lin Fan have been chosen during the beta, having a smooth sailing journey with successful accomplishnts?
We, the public beta players, are not insignificant either.
We have the justification of the great Daxia cause, so what is there to fear?
'Brother Fan...'
Pu Feiling looked at Lin Fan with tearful eyes, 'My master is dead, my sect is about to be destroyed, I don't want to live anymore, please send on my last journey...'
Lin Fan's heart couldn't help but tighten.
...
Below the city walls.
With the help of a few Taoists casting spells, the commanding officer was able to oversee the whole situation.
Xie Biqi also noticed this scene, and couldn't help saying to Shen Mo, 'Aren't we going to do sothing? If this goes on... Lin Fan will beco disheartened...'
'No need to hurry, just wait a bit longer, let's see so more...'
Shen Mo, however, was completely unmoved, as if he intended to let the conflict explode.
In his heart, he combined recent intelligence, and ca to a conclusion.
'Old players are becoming arrogant from their achievents, and recently they seem to have so secret plans…'
'And... Lin Fan is also very problematic. During that Five Uniques dungeon, the East Sea Swordsman disappeared without a trace, and their legacy vanished too... At that ti, everyone was a suspect, but Lin Fan the most!'
'This ti, perhaps, his true colors can be forced out...'
Shen Mo pressed down his palm, representing his own intention.
Beside him, Wan Donglin, Chen Tianxin, and the others silently watched, exchanging glances, and made up their minds.
...
Atop the city walls.
Lin Fan's expression unchanged, raised his hand and pressed down.
Boom!
A Heavenly Phenonon descended!
Above him, the clouds swirled, forming a funnel, as if a tornado was erging.
And in the eye of the tornado, was himself!
Second Grade Martial Artist—Heavenly Phenonon Realm!
'You... say that again!'
He looked at those public beta players and soldiers of the Black Tiger Army, his voice deep.
'Say it a hundred tis and it'll be the sa, Lin Fan, do you dare betray the Daxia Alliance?'
Those players felt as if they were facing a towering mountain, and couldn't help but want to kneel down.
But they would not die. After being daunted for an instant, what surfaced in their hearts was the anger from being humiliated.
'Then let it be treason, what of it?'"
Under Pu Feiling's shocked gaze, Lin Fan extended his hand and lightly pressed it against those few gars.
Crack!
Those gars instantly turned into dust.
Boom!
Accompanying this, a large stretch of the city wall collapsed thunderously.
Within the tens of thousands of soldiers, Shen Mo looked on at this scene and suddenly shook his head, "Finally... it has co to this..."
He gathered his energy with a heavy voice, his voice echoing across the battlefield, "Lin Fan! For betraying the Daxia Alliance, you shall be severely punished!"
His voice thundered and rolled across the land.
The Special Review Bureau Director, who now was impressively a Third-Grade Martial Artist at the Vajra Unbreakable Realm!
"Where are my Daxia Alliance protectors?"
Shen Mo roared in fury, and his whole being surged forward.
More than a dozen shadows followed behind him. Xie Biqi hesitated for a mont, but followed suit.
Below the city, where the defeat of the Red-Ear Army had already been decided, Mu Yuanliu, hair in disarray and seemingly crazed, exclaid, "Divine Domain, White Tiger Sect... you have betrayed !"
Although he had long known that the Daxia Alliance was strong, he hadn't expected it to be this powerful.
There were more than a dozen Third-Grade Martial Artists!
Mu Yuanliu had already arranged his sect's succession, and when he went to battle this ti, he did so fully prepared to die. It wasn't his own life he was worried about, but rather, he felt resentnt!
Resentnt towards those white gars and the White Tiger Sect for not taking action!
"You must leave! Hurry!"
From atop the city walls, Pu Feiling looked on at this scene, heartbroken yet moved, frantically calling out to Lin Fan.
"There's no escaping,"
Amongst a roar of anger, Shen Mo with a dozen experts had already surrounded Lin Fan. "The sword heritage from the five great dungeons, have you kept it to yourself?"
He had long suspected this, and had quietly investigated afterward.
He found that Lin Fan and a foreign gar nad Edward were the most suspicious!
Of course, he couldn't rule out the possibility that it had fallen into the hands of native Martial Artists.
Moreover, Lin Fan was once the top fighter of the Snow Viewing Tower, a celebrity among the old gars, and the number one figure in the real world's ancient martial arts scene; his influence was significant. Shen Mo rely guessed, without evidence.
But this ti, the opponent had finally exposed himself.
"The inheritance of Martial Arts goes to those who are fated, Director, you are being too harsh..."
In a flash of movent, Lin Fan wrapped his arm around Pu Feiling, his voice cold, "A Martial Artist cannot be humiliated. I, Lin Fan, have acted today with a clear conscience!"
"Excellent! A clear conscience indeed!"
Shen Mo paused, then suddenly burst into an angry laugh, "You are truly insane!"
"Though I am only a Second Grade of Heavenly Phenonon, the cultivation technique I truly practice is — 'Wind and Dew Technique'!"
Lin Fan raised his left hand, and a blazing orb of light, like a mini sun, imdiately appeared in his palm. "Well-developed in this technique, one could reach beyond the superior ranks. I barely managed to cultivate it to a minor degree after ascending to the Vajra Unbreakable Realm... where I can turn the tide at will, dine on wind and dew, with positive cultivation being nuclear fusion, and reverse cultivation being... nuclear fission! At this mont, I can create dirty bombs and nuclear bombs with my hands, with scarcely any difficulty..."
He smiled at Shen Mo, "In reality, I have already reached the Third Grade, the minimum criteria to reverse cultivate the 'Wind and Dew Technique'... would you like to try it?"
The 'Wind and Dew Technique' has two ways of cultivation, direct and reverse, with reverse cultivation actually being easier.
It was only after ascending to the Third Grade that Lin Fan discovered this.
Shen Mo froze for a mont, staring at the miniature sun in Lin Fan's hand, suddenly feeling pain everywhere.
In the ga, it goes without saying, his plan was to control Lin Fan in the real world.
For gars, living and dying in the Xuanming Sky had little aning.
But now... in the blink of an eye, had Lin Fan turned into a walking humanoid nuclear bomb?
Even if he was just a humanoid contaminant source, if it went off in a major city, the trouble would be imnse!
"I know you don't believe , Director, so I specially invite you to experience this move, 'Nuclear Split Fist'!"
Lin Fan looked towards the large army outside, his face wearing a sly grin, "Would you like to try out its destructive power?"
When the ti cos, gars might at most die once, but the auxiliary corps of twenty-five thousand, it would surely be a catastrophe!
The Daxia Alliance would be severely wounded, and it would likely take a year and a half to recover!
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