The red-armored player was a factory worker, or rather, one of the initial mbers of the player organization "Gap".
Step by step, he had watched the Gap grow to its current size, from accidentally developing Mobile Ghost Tricks Technology to seizing control of the platform.
"Gap" had evolved from an insignificant group of just three mbers into the controller of a platform.
There were no fewer than thirty player organizations secretly trading with them, including so large organizations from the Guild rankings.
Even on the Ghost train, those players of a Different Race showed goodwill when faced with "Gap".
Yet now, soone had brazenly wreaked havoc within his treasured factory.
At that mont, the intent to kill had already risen in him, even if the one causing trouble was Li Ba, the General known as the Crownless King on the Battle Power Rankings.
"Are the doctor and Longfei still unwilling to make a move?" the red-armored player had asked just a few minutes ago.
"They still have no intention of taking action, but rather want us to negotiate with the other party first. According to the information, although Li Ba has contact with the officials, he is not one of them. Perhaps..."
"Negotiate my ass!" the red-clothed player snorted coldly, clearly dissatisfied with the doctor’s plan.
"The doctor also said that if the other party is willing to negotiate, we can offer sufficient compensation. If they’re unwilling... then we proceed with the plan to kill him." His teammate replied, "I can hide and carry out the assassination from the shadows. I should be able to take him down."
Thus, the present situation had arisen.
They planned to use equipnt that could counter the Immortal Cavalry summons, and then use the terrain to seal off the Falling Stars.
Before the disaster fog, they knew nothing about Li Changhe.
But now, they had started to target Li Changhe’s abilities based on the intelligence gathered from various places.
Being too famous had its downside; the Title of Crownless King indeed inflicted a sense of oppression on enemies.
At the sa ti, it had also imposed limitations on Li Changhe.
"Without any surprises, summoning armored warriors and ultra-long-range support must be Li Ba’s Title Skills. With these two Title Skills sealed, he probably doesn’t have many moves left," the red-armored player thought.
After all, he was the Crownless King; those two skills were extrely troubleso when used together. On one hand, he could summon vast numbers of the Great Tang battle groups, and on the other, he could deliver devastating long-range attacks.
If they had to fight him on an open plain, barely anyone within "Gap" could get close to him. Who could withstand the bombing from the sky while also breaking through those defense forces of the Great Tang battle groups on an open battlefield?
But... now that his abilities were sealed, and with so many of their own people here, killing a player whose Title Skills were locked should be easy, right?
However, thinking that sealing off so of Li Changhe’s abilities would be enough to deal with him was too naive!
The teammate that hid in the dark, planning to assassinate Li Ba, had been shot dead by an arrow from Li Ba.
As Li Changhe called out, the pitch-black shadow of his, with its eerie crimson eyes, suddenly opened.
At the sa ti, black mist suddenly surged out from every corner inside the factory workshop.
The workers were filled with uncertainty; amidst the black fog, they seed to see indescribable ghastly figures.
What was that...
"Your Sequence Tingdaros Hound?" the red-armored player’s complexion slightly changed. He had witnessed the scene of those cursed by it being devoured and couldn’t help but exclaim in horror, "Get out of the workshop, quick!"
This was a strange creature that existed within the ti of lines and corners, a bizarre, undying entity. It could traverse the long river of ti and appear beside its prey within any angle less than or equal to 120 degrees.
And in this workshop, there were plenty of angles for it to erge!
However, as soon as the red-armored player finished speaking, the screams of employees could already be heard.
One after another, monstrous shadows surged out from the mist in the corners, opening their huge maws filled with sharp teeth and bloodthirstily tearing into the nearest factory employees.
Instantly, the workshop turned into a hunting ground for Ghost Eels, dark bizarre shadows erging from every corner, grabbing employees to bite and drag into the shadows.
The employees fought back desperately, gunfire blaring in their hands.
Yet those shadowy beasts within the Black Fog ignored the swarming bullets.
An employee’s thigh was bitten by a shadowy beast, his fractured bone jutting through the skin. He scread and pointed his gun at the shadow biting him, firing wildly. But the shadow relentlessly dragged him into the corner’s Black Fog, and he was heard no more.
An employee got bit on the shoulder by a shadow that appeared on a beam, pulled up abruptly, and he screeched, waving his firearm in an attempt to shoot. But he drew the attention of several shadows, bit in mid-air, and ripped into pieces amid his terrified screams, his blood and viscera scattering on the ground.
So employees stared in shock at their colleagues being ripped apart, devoured, from their throats ca eerie laughter.
Then, picking up a firearm, they aid it underneath their own jaw. ’Bang,’ a shot blew off their own skull.
The red-armored player was filled with dread, and with a fierce growl, his blood-red long blade swelled larger, slicing one of the weird shadows approaching him in half.
He roared as he charged at Li Changhe, "You’re clearly not one of the officials, so why the hell are you ddling! I’ll kill you!"
He didn’t go to rescue his subordinates; he knew that the Tingdaros Hound was an immortal existence. Only by killing the one who summoned it could the monster be banished.
Watching the red-armored player rush toward him, Li Changhe was not surprised, for he had summoned Dog Brother precisely to clear the field.
In the Disaster Fog, Li Changhe’s Will of Desperation was shattered by the Crying Hero, and he was thrown into the Sea of Black Mud, forcibly mastering the Black Mud. At that ti, Dog Brother unusually did not abandon him and flee.
Maybe it was because Dog Brother devoured too many Terror Devils in the Disaster Fog and thought it could benefit from Li Changhe, its long-term al ticket. Or maybe it was because it saw the Crying Hero, a being capable of killing it.
As Li Changhe lost consciousness, Dog Brother quietly hid in his shadow, even lending a hand to help Old Zhao, who was nearly killed by the Terror Devil.
It wasn’t until Li Changhe awoke that it silently departed.
Perhaps it was an investnt...
Although he harbored resentnt for Dog Brother’s desertion in Great Tang, Li Changhe still chose to call upon it.
For players nearing or above LV10, even if they couldn’t kill this immortal being, they could withstand its attacks. But for the non-player factory employees, the Tingdaros Hound was virtually an invincible existence. They would all die excruciatingly in the jaws of the Tingdaros Hound!
They had once tortured and killed too many people in an underground space to accumulate resentnt and build their platform.
Now, they too would die in excruciating pain.
Looking at the red-armored player raising his sword, Li Changhe also raised his Sin Dragon Mo Blade.
Indeed, he was not an official player.
Zhao Jiu believed that with great power cos great responsibility, so she traveled the world to drive away harmful evil spirits.
Yang Dong felt the sa way, so in the Blood Tide, he rushed to the city walls at all costs, wishing to contribute his strength.
But in Li Changhe’s view, with great power cos great responsibility, and at the sa ti, greater power!
Like now, he had the easy power to decide the fates of these beasts!
So, faced with the challenge of the red-armored player, Li Changhe’s response was a strike of his blade...
"General’s cloak!"
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