The World Trade Center is about eighty ters high and is the tallest building nearby.
Li Changhe, on a residential rooftop about ten ters above the ground, naturally couldn’t hear the words shouted by the Archer who was shot in the knee.
However, the warning black hawk in the sky saw the scene of the Archer suddenly disappearing.
"Ah, this..." Li Changhe was no less surprised than Qiu Wentian. According to the original plan, even if it was impossible to persuade the other [Players], the Knight could still bring a certain degree of deterrence.
At the very least, it would make the [Players] attacking the Sword Rank stop. If they wanted to continue chasing, Li Changhe would provide long-range sniping.
With Black Hawk Summoning, Li Changhe would be the most difficult opponent to deal with if he used the chanical bow in this environnt.
However, plans don’t always go as expected. The Archer disappeared in less than three seconds, and the three-second man had no effect on the battle at all. He probably didn’t even reveal any information.
"Was he forcibly transferred away?" Li Changhe glanced at the helicopter leaving in the sky. This was the support personnel dispatched by Carn Heavy Industries in order to assist their own heroic spirit in achieving victory. But now, they were quickly flying away from the battlefield.
"Carn Heavy Industries is in trouble! They don’t want us to rescue the Sword Rank at all, let alone allow the Knight Rank to reveal any information." Li Changhe frowned, as the possibilities were too many. Was Carn Heavy Industries attacked by soone? Or was there a traitor within the company?
Either way, the only certainty is that the rescue mission has now beco even more difficult.
"Damn it, do they want , an Archer, to go face it?"
...
On the other side, the elevator on the top floor of the World Trade Center slowly opened, and a bloody hot wave burst out.
A tall figure, holding a mangled corpse, slowly walked out of the elevator.
He emitted a high temperature, evaporating the blood quickly, and giving off a nauseating sll of blood.
"If Archer and Knight are a group, then the Caster and Assassin have also shown their faces. So what’s left..." Suppressing the sudden palpitations in his heart, Qiu Wentian calmly looked at the tall figure: "Is it the Berserker Rank? How is he so oppressive!"
"That’s... Flamingo?" The Assassin hiding in the shadows couldn’t help but frown.
At this mont, Flamingo gave him a very bad feeling, far more terrifying than the last ti they t, and his appearance had also changed a bit.
On the night the two attacked the Archer, Flamingo was still their ally. The original plan was for Flamingo to make a feint attack to attract Li Changhe’s attention while the Wildcat assassinated the Contractor Luca.
However, the sudden change in the situation made Wildcat change his target.
He gave up on hiding in the defense asures against the Archer and instead attacked Flamingo, who was cursed and within range of the Archer’s attack.
During that attack, Wildcat cut off Flamingo’s triangular helt and saw his face.
He was a dark-eyed Caucasian man with brown hair, whose curly brown hair had now turned black and fell loosely, hiding his expression.
There shouldn’t be any [Players] who would change their hair color and appearance in the storyline world, right?
"Has the Knight left?" The tall figure threw down the mangled corpse in his hand and looked around, the deep voice said: "That old man really took redundant actions."
Then he spoke to Qiu Wentian, "So you are the second strongest, Sword Rank Heroic Spirit Qiu Wentian. A girl? Well, I’ve been waiting for you."
"Waiting for ?" Qiu Wentian saw that he didn’t attack imdiately, and breathed a sigh of relief, taking the opportunity to recover and asked: "Are you waiting for the chance to besiege ? You’ve co at the perfect ti."
"A siege? Only the weak band together. I was once weak too, so I suffered a bit at the hands of the Archer. But now..." Flamingo chuckled, "I just want to see what the gap is between and you."
With that said, a black liquid spread down his arm, finally solidifying on the chain.
The next mont, the last blade in Qiu Wentian’s sword case behind her let out a dragon-like hum.
Qiu Wentian’s face changed, the effect of the sword case was special, and its usage requirents were very strict.
Especially the last Ship-Slashing Blade, the demanding usage requirents ant that even Qiu Wentian hadn’t been able to use it many tis.
But now it is making an urging sound like a sword’s hum.
Without hesitation, Qiu Wentian drew the Ship-Slashing Blade, which was taller than herself.
She activated the skill [Northern Ocean Ship-Slicer]!
The guy in front of her was extrely dangerous, and she had to use all her strength!
Qiu Wentian raised the Ship-Slashing Blade high.
Red flas burst out from her body, and behind her, a vague figure nearly five ters tall appeared.
This vague figure only had an upper body, and also held a sword in both hands, slashing down together with Qiu Wentian.
"Slash!"
"Hahaha, bring it on! I can’t wait!" Flamingo laughed, the black mist on his body surged, his black hair spread wildly, and his violent aura soared to the sky.
Instead of retreating, he rushed towards the red giant.
Wildcat’s face changed, no longer worrying about whether his whereabouts would be exposed, he instantly jumped out from the broken floor.
He was supposed to hide in the dark and watch the battle between the two, always ready to deliver a fatal blow.
But he felt a strange sense of fear.
All the muscles and organs in his body were warning him: run! Stay away from them imdiately!
"Kaka..." The corpse puppets in the stairwell that were still making eerie noises suddenly fell silent.
"They actually have this kind of strength?" Hundreds of ters away, in an underground room, the gray-robed figure who had been controlling the corpse puppets suddenly stood up: "Too amazing, too amazing. If I can get your corpses, I can even threaten LV10!"
At the sa ti, Li Changhe also saw the red giant appear on the top floor of the World Trade Center.
"A Gundam? Cheating? How is this Sword Rank so powerful?" Seeing this, Li Changhe couldn’t help but exclaim.
Imdiately afterward, a sense of danger falling from the sky made him change his expression once again.
It was sowhat familiar, as if he had felt it sowhere before.
But there was no ti for him to think.
A violent air current exploded on the top floor, and it seed as if the World Trade Center was crushed by so kind of force, with countless broken stones and steel bars falling like a teor shower.
Arcs of electricity flickered on Li Changhe as he dodged the falling rocks. In the corner of his eye, he saw a small figure falling from the sky.
It was Sword Rank... Qiu Wentian.
She... lost!
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