Outside the Multiverse of World #8, some players suddenly noticed that the White Light's kill count had increased by 6 again, jumping from 27 to 33.
The increase in kill count isn't surprising, but the key point is that this "White Light" was being hunted down by the Phoenix Guild, wasn't he? Other eyewitnesses said that dozens of people were chasing him, and he was still a low-level character when he went in.
Dozens of people ganged up on one person, and six of them still got killed in the process. You guys are pretty good at this!
The players outside the tree hole silently looked at the Phoenix Guild leader, their expressions conveying their doubts: Are you guys really that bad?
Chapter 820, Dominating the Battlefield!
When faced with Qing Chen, they couldn't help but think about a question: what would happen if they encountered such an enemy in the real world, on the battlefield, or in the Forbidden Forest?
Without a doubt, this is the most troublesome enemy on the battlefield.
Someone whispered, "This kind of person is definitely not from a noble family; he must be a retired elite special forces soldier from some army group."
"Which army group could it be?" someone asked in a low voice.
"By the way, don't you guys feel that his style of doing things is a bit like that of the Black Knights of Silver City?"
"The same damage?"
"Could it be that one of the Black Knight's apprentices has come out of seclusion?"
The Phoenix Guild players walked cautiously through the woods; the more arrogant they had been when they arrived, the more frustrated they were now.
The white light they faced seemed to have become one with the forest, appearing and disappearing without a trace.
They are always ready to deliver a fatal blow.
The players gradually gathered together, no longer searching in different places. They whispered among themselves, seemingly making some kind of plan.
Soon, the Phoenix Guild players dispersed again, but this time it seemed different; the dispersed formation contained a clever logic.
These veterans finally began to treat Qingchen with the utmost caution.
The highest-ranking soldier in the team immediately took over as captain. He silently gave tactical hand signals, and people on both flanks dispersed to scout, while others in groups of five quickly moved closer.
He took out an LCD screen and sent a message to the outside world, seemingly still trying to call for reinforcements.
The group slowed their pace, and soon new members joined the group. The captain said, "Don't panic, wait for him to come out. He's hunting us now, not the other way around, so he'll definitely come back."
The captain immediately recognized their roles: they were prey fighting a desperate counterattack, not hunters.
Just then, a player accidentally fell into the trap.
But none of the players looked at him; instead, they were all focused on other directions.
It's as if the player who fell into the trap wasn't their teammate.
Because they know very well that if the White Light wants to continue killing them, it will be now.
In an instant, a figure hung upside down from the tree canopy at the edge of the formation.
He hooked his legs around the thick branches, bent down, and just in time, slit a soldier's throat with his dagger.
However, this time, nearby players responded quickly, only to find that the tree he was on was instantly wrapped in frost, with all the leaves and branches frozen, as if it had become a hard iron tree.
This player reacted incredibly fast.
This is the combat quality that retired soldiers should have.
Qingchen tried to crawl back into the tree canopy, but the frozen leaves cut his face and tore his clothes into strips.
He immediately gave up and jumped down from the treetop, running into the depths of the forest.
"Have you marked it?" the captain asked a player.
“We’ve got him, he can’t escape,” the player said.
This player's class is Assassin Hunter, and their D-level skill is to mark other players with tracking marks, specifically to guard against stealth assassins.
The group set off, heading straight for Qing Chen. This time, no matter where this "Light of the White Man" ran, he wouldn't be able to ambush them again.
Along the way, some people fell into traps, but none of the players paid any attention to their teammates who were trapped. Instead, they charged forward frantically.
The distance between them closed rapidly; Qing Chen's level was too low, and he couldn't outrun them at all.
"Be prepared to find an opportunity to kill him in one blow," the captain whispered. "Don't give him a chance to fight back."
But just then, a cliff appeared in front of him, and Qingchen jumped in without hesitation.
The cliff was over fifty meters high, and he leaped lightly into the river with minimal splash.
The player who was chasing after them looked at the height and his pupils contracted: "Should we jump after him? We might die if we jump."
"Jump! We can't let him escape the two-kilometer range marked by the hunter. We have orders to kill him! Obey!" Without hesitation, the captain jumped in and was swept downstream by the rushing river.
Other players followed suit, but five or six people fell to their deaths in the river on the spot...
At that height, without diving skills, people would die!
In the swift-flowing river, the captain's head emerged from the water, trying to find Qingchen's whereabouts.
To his surprise, Qing Chen was not downstream of him, but upstream.
The captain stared intently and, through the clear river water, saw the white man, wielding a short knife, swimming swiftly towards his teammates!
After falling into the river, this white man stopped running and, relying on his strong swimming skills, clung to a rock, steadily hiding in the shadows and surfacing to breathe, waiting for a new opportunity.
As soon as the Phoenix Guild players fell into the water, he immediately plunged into the water with a short knife in his mouth.
In just five seconds, Qing Chen grabbed a player, slit his throat underwater, kicked him in the chest, and used the force of the kick to rush toward another player.
The player targeted was startled and immediately tried to unleash his skill, but a sudden burst of lightning from the river stunned him.
Before the player could even react, Qing Chen was already beside him, slit his throat, and used the momentum to escape in one swift motion.
After killing the two men, Qing Chen did not continue to harass them, but quickly swam towards the shore, deciding to stop while he was ahead.
The captain shouted, "Chase him! He's about to go ashore! Keep chasing him!"
As Qingchen swam, he looked up at the sky.
The captain followed his gaze and saw an airship sweeping across the sky, dropping airdrops in various areas.
After landing, Qingchen didn't linger and headed straight for the airdrop location.
The captain's heart skipped a beat. He swam desperately to the shore and chased after them with the remaining teammates.
"Where did the marked target go?!" the captain roared.
The assassin hunter pointed towards 11 o'clock: "There!"
"Chase him! I saw an ice arrow pierce his shoulder. Even if he gets the gun from the airdrop, he can't keep fighting," the captain shouted.
The group crossed the woods on the opposite bank of the river, following the hunter's markings.
However, when they saw Qing Chen from afar, they saw him kneeling on the ground, one arm unable to lift because the nerve plexus in his shoulder had been pierced, but his other hand was assembling an automatic rifle with unusual dexterity.
The captain squinted slightly as he ran, because from a distance, he felt that the white man's demeanor changed after he touched a gun.
Calm and confident.
The other person knelt on the ground, their expression no longer showing any distress or panic, but only determination.
The captain said, "Approach quickly and get within casting range! Don't be afraid, he'll have a hard time hitting us at this distance. If we rush in, at most half of us will die, and the remaining half can take care of him."
But at this moment, Qing Chen had completed the final step of assembly. He held the gun in one hand, used his teeth to bite the bolt and chamber a round, and muttered to himself, "Why are the weapons dropped by the airdrop still just parts? Isn't this deliberately making things difficult?"
As he spoke, Qing Chen had already raised the gun with one hand and pulled the trigger without even aiming.
The captain was secretly pleased when he saw that he wasn't aiming.
Holding a gun with one arm without aiming it means the gun is just for show!
But the next second, he was shocked to see a player next to him fall backward, with a narrow bullet hole between his eyebrows.
The captain instinctively fell to his left.
Before he could come up with a solution, everything went black before his eyes, and he woke up from the virtual pod in the real world!
"It's no coincidence, the other side has an absolute feel for guns!" the captain shouted.
In the superconducting world, Qing Chen knelt on the ground, carefully calculating each trigger pull to ensure that one bullet could kill a player.
The remaining players finally realized something was wrong and hid behind the tree, never to come out again.
Qing Chen slowly retreated, carrying his gun, and then turned and ran after reaching a certain distance.
Although he was only one step away from achieving Level B, he still chose to retreat. There was an airdrop 800 meters away, and he wanted to go see if there were any medicines there.
Dawn was approaching, and as the steward, he had to log off. The poison circle was slowly closing in, and he needed to find a safe place, a place the poison circle couldn't reach within 12 hours, before logging off.
According to calculations, the poison circle will take at least 6 more days to force everyone to the Red River Valley in the center, so Qingchen still has plenty of time.
The problem is that once you enter the instance, your character won't log off when you log out; you have to find a very secluded place.
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Outside the multiverse of number 8, everyone watched as the White Light's kill count increased by 17 in just 12 seconds.
Black Spider looked thoughtfully at his subordinate: "He has already revealed a lot of clues. Go and check which of the sharpshooters in the military logged into the Superconducting World at this time. Also, have our spies recruited in the Eastern Continent confirm whether the Joker is still in the Eastern Continent Federation."
Chapter 821, The Demons Who Cherish Each Other in Zhongyu
A perfect feel for gun control is not something everyone can have.
According to intelligence, White Light obtained an automatic rifle at the airdrop location, quickly assembled the weapon with one hand, and fired it with one arm, hitting headshots every time.
No one can get close within 400 meters.
Only those who truly understand professional soldiers know how terrifying this is. No matter how powerful an extraordinary individual is, as long as they haven't reached Level A, they would still fear being suddenly shot in the eye by someone like this from 400 meters away.
When the King's Landing crashed, she had always suspected that someone had smuggled themselves over from the King's Landing, but she had no evidence.
But when has a ruthless intelligence chief ever needed evidence to do her job? As long as there is even the slightest suspicion, she will keep searching for clues.
Now, a white light suddenly appears, appearing around the same time as the King's Landing took off, and possesses absolute gun skills and invincible close combat talent. Could this person be the Joker?