"Lv Shu?" Edward glanced aside, looking at him indifferently, "We haven’t yet held you accountable for arbitrarily transferring the position of Guild Leader. Although the Guild Congress wasn’t established at that ti, your capricious behavior, casually handing the Guild over to a dangerous fellow..."
"He is not a dangerous fellow!" Lv Shu looked at them furiously, "He is a good person—how exactly is he now! I want to see him!"
"...It’s a sha to see such Combat Power go to waste on a lapdog." Qiao Liya, playing with her hair, her eyelashes fluttering like a Mantis, added, "If you’re so keen on becoming a Light Pursuer, then go ahead. Why not die together with your Lighthouse that’s already turned to ashes?"
The Mantis on Lv Shu’s shoulder trembled.
A flash of blue, and he launched an attack straight at the heart of it all—towards Edward!
"Ignorant." Contempt flickered in Edward’s eyes as he faced the highly acclaid strongest assassin from the outside world, his expression sowhat listless.
He raised a hand, as if ushering an invisible wave.
Then, Lv Shu found that he had completely lost control over Bi.
"You people will never understand." Edward smiled, slowly straightening his cuffs, the three distinct Perfect Pass marks on the back of his hand glaringly obvious, "All that top-tier spiritual power, all those spells and elents, all the Cloning skills... the strongest ability is always..."
Lv Shu felt his movents beco extrely slow.
Forget attacking; even moving was difficult.
He lifted his head, looking at the figure that seed so at ease, and realized what sort of skill this second-generation "Number One Player," who had always been nurtured, possessed.
...Ti.
A power that transcended elental swordsmanship, a force derived from the rules themselves.
A sword appeared in Edward’s hand.
The blade pointed straight at Lv Shu.
"Yet another pitiful soul ensnared by Su Ming’an’s words." Edward looked at him, "You zealously pursue him, yet you can’t see your own predicant. You hardly look like soone who can keep secrets, so go ahead, take your ideals with you and die."
Lv Shu clenched his teeth, glaring at him.
The others looked on, wavering sowhat. Eni raised his hand slightly, but ultimately let it fall.
Edward’s figure stirred slightly—
The next mont, an utterly plain voice ca from deep within the corridor:
"...Wait."
Lv Shu instantly recognized the newcor, and while the others halted simultaneously, Edward seed to anticipate this, imdiately redirecting the blade straight towards the corridor, hurling it with precision!
The sword lit up with a dazzling white light, brightening the entire hall, and the figure in the depths of the corridor flickered just for an instant before the sound of clashing tal echoed.
"...You’re still alive, good." Edward revealed a smile, "I wouldn’t want to be nad the Number One Player without a fight. Defeating you will prove once and for all that I am the strongest..."
Su Ming’an stepped out from the shadows.
But he wasn’t alone.
Before him stood a person enclosed in armor, holding a pitch-black shield, blocking the long sword that had been thrust forward.
"...How is there another Player here?" The group stared at the armored figure in surprise—they rembered not leaving anyone inside.
"No, that person... the equipnt is a bit too sophisticated." Hubert spoke from the side.
The Players’ equipnt usually ca from various instances, making it difficult to assemble such a complete set of standardized armor, and few would actually wrap themselves in armor—most would drag it into the equipnt slot without actually wearing it.
And moreover...
"The patterns on this person’s equipnt are exactly the sa as those on Boss Rabbit’s body! This is an NPC!" Edron said in a heavy tone, "Su Ming’an, you are indeed the Organizers’ lackey. In order to drag you out of this predicant, you’ve finally exposed yourself..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the "Organizers’ lackey" in front of him wave.
"Goodbye."
Su Ming’an said.
Two flashes of white light streaked past simultaneously, bursting out of the corridor like arrows!
"Wait... there are others..."
Edron only managed to utter that much.
His follower, Luke, made a quick knife-hand chop, and Edron collapsed to the ground, unconscious in an instant.
Follower Nina’s poisoned dagger slid across several people’s skin, bringing an imdiate spread of numbness over them.
"Stop him—!" Qiao Liya’s hands frosted over, but the next mont she was knocked out cold by a suddenly appearing Clone with a palm strike. Hubert quietly backed out of the fray, trying to take the chance to take a screenshot when Luke’s figure quickly caught up with him. In a few crosses, the extre suppression of combat power knocked him down directly.
When the three followers with a thousand Combat Power each took action, the destructive force they brought was devastating. Even though Su Ming’an had instructed them not to kill, blood gradually spread across the white floor, staining it a fresh red.
"Kill Su Ming’an first!" Andre surged forward, the ground swelling up instantly beneath him. Like riding the waves, he moved fiercely, pushing aside Lin Xiao and his greatsword aid directly at Su Ming’an!
Su Ming’an looked at him with cold eyes.
The light of space flickered for an instant.
[HP-890! (ntality Suppression! Dizziness!)]
Invisible light waves overflowed, and as soon as Andre’s figure approached, he froze on the spot, and then passed out in the spatial fluctuations.
With a Spirit as high as 61, and with the extre bonuses under Shadow State, it was hard for anyone to withstand this blow infused with a full 500 Mana Points.
A gust of wind ca from behind, Adolf’s palm wind approached in an instant, with sharp intensity. Su Ming’an felt himself locked on, unable to even Teleport. Under normal circumstances, Adolf’s strike would have to be taken in full.
...A judgnt akin to sure-hit?
A light flashed in his eyes as he used the ntality Shock skill from his Equipnt, chanical Heart.
[HP-200! (ntality Suppression! Dizziness!)]
The next mont, he quickly turned around and slapped Adolf in the chest, extinguishing a bloodstain with a flash at his fingertips.
If it weren’t for his reluctance to kill, that strike could have taken Adolf’s life.
But the next mont, he felt his movents slow down.
An invisible wave swept over the area.
"...You’re very impressive, you truly are strong, Su Ming’an."
Edward walked leisurely from amidst the fallen bodies, his pace extrely relaxed.
Beside him, Enid hesitated to make a move, as did Lv Shu, and even the scholars with little combat power stiffened in an instant.
"...However," Edward raised his hand, smiling radiantly.
He walked over blood, yet his appearance was like that of a noble son strolling through a banquet hall.
"In the face of ti... all skills are in vain." He spoke with absolute confidence for a mont, looking at the person in front of him, his eyes alight with a fighting spirit.
"Did they only nurture your chuunibyou?" Su Ming’an asked.
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