Crime Prison Island
Chapter 118 - 45: Breaking the Balance

Chapter 118: Chapter 45: Breaking the Balance

"What’s going on!"

Inside the black base, Sofia’s big eyes widened in shock.

"How could he be killed instantly?"

She wanted to eliminate the person opposite, so she had an undercover agent produce a Gladiator.

But as it turned out, it was her own man who died?

Because there were floor-to-ceiling windows, she could see that her subordinate was killed by an instant kill.

However, she didn’t know what kind of instant kill it was.

Many thoughts surged through her mind.

"Can’t enter the opponent’s base? No... It should be possible to switch bases."

"The rules never mentioned anything about instant kills, and in this game, if you can’t change bases, it would mean the two sides can only fight from a distance, lacking many variations."

"So, is it that Gladiators can’t enter bases? It should be so, otherwise if a Gladiator just hides inside a base, the game progress would get stuck."

"But that Gao Xin also entered the base, right? Why is he fine?"

Sofia kept reviewing the rules, and suddenly, she figured it out.

"That’s it, that guy... He’s not a Gladiator!"

"Damn it, I’ve been had."

Sofia understood Gao Xin’s maneuver.

It was simple: the white side never chose a Gladiator. Gao Xin was just pretending to be a Gladiator and walked out.

The rules just state that during non-gladiator periods, no one is allowed to enter.

But during gladiator periods, they could, and it was never said that only Gladiators could enter.

It’s just that entering is very risky.

In this game, once you enter the Duel Arena, life and death are out of your hands.

You might be killed by someone from the other side, or you might not make it back.

Gladiator voting is also a kind of harmful voting. If there are no teammates in your base to ensure they can open the door from inside, then leaving is almost tantamount to execution.

Therefore they never thought that during the gladiatorial period, everyone could just run outside freely.

Gao Xin used this to his advantage, pretended to go into battle, and at the last moment before automatic defeat, lured someone into the base and killed them! A direct traitor vote!

From start to finish, there was only one Gladiator, and they never entered deathmatch mode.

"Tch, has the undercover been exposed?"

Sofia muttered with a frown.

Just then, Xing Shiping connected with her.

"Miss, it’s a traitor, a traitor... he didn’t become a Gladiator."

Xing Shiping’s tone was urgent as he explained what happened.

But it was too late, and Sofia angrily said, "Why didn’t you tell me sooner?"

Xing Shiping replied with a grievance, "I... I didn’t think of it."

"I was just following your orders, and my brothers, we all voted for him."

"Then he also went out, so I thought he had already become a Gladiator."

"I only just realized... damn it, there must be a brother who didn’t listen to me. I thought all four brothers would vote with me, I didn’t expect someone to have already secretly told Gao Xin... about my defection."

Sofia’s heart sank. So the undercover had been exposed long ago, and they had been outsmarted?

Indeed, Gao Xin’s strategy could at most be used once.

And if someone deliberately ran out, it would be too suspicious. As a glass cannon, it would be tantamount to suicide.

Then she would have thought it over; her subordinates weren’t fools either, they would definitely wonder why the other side didn’t avoid battle this time, and upon seeing the opponent flee into their base, they would become alert.

But it just so happened that it was she who ordered the undercover to bring Gao Xin out.

So nobody thought that Gao Xin could actually not be a Gladiator.

She clenched her teeth and said, "They can unite their five men, but you can’t even control your own people. What are you playing at!"

"I... I..." Xing Shiping sounded pitiful and weak.

Sofia was furious. She wanted to use the third round to get rid of Gao Xin while stirring up overt confrontation between the two factions inside the white base.

This way, she could focus on dealing with the Viking Gang.

But instead, her plan backfired.

She had lost a subordinate instead!

This was bad. The Viking Gang would surely choose one of their own as the Gladiator in the next black offense.

Now that she had lost one of her own, if she forced another out... the Gladiators at the black base would be three against three!

"These Viking Gang members are tricky; my three idiots stand no chance against them. If I get chosen as a Gladiator, I’ll be in great danger."

"No, I might not even get the chance to become a Gladiator. If I lose blood this round, they might vote me to death right here."

"After that, if another one is forced out, it’ll be a three against two situation..."

Sofia’s big eyes turned towards Louis, her blue pupils emitting a faint glow.

Louis seemed unable to control his laughter, his mouth almost splitting with joy.

"What a pleasant surprise. I thought I would have to intentionally lose the fourth round to use the traitor vote to take one out."

"I didn’t expect that the glass cannon on the other side had some tricks, and he’s just helped me eliminate one right now!"

Thinking to himself, Louis tightly gripped his hammer.

He had already injected a Class-C nano-healing agent, and the various injuries on his body were healing rapidly.

Even the arm and portions of his torso that had been blown off were visibly regenerating.

Because this was a repairing effect, not healing.

The healing agent can regenerate limbs; as long as one wasn’t completely dead, any missing part could regrow.

Sofia blinked her big eyes and suddenly pouted, "Big strong bro, I know what you’re planning."

"Now you see, I’ve already lost a subordinate..."

"How about you don’t intentionally lose the fourth round of invitations? Please?"

"Let the opponent waste a drop of the black side’s blood for free, why bother?"

"Give me a chance for a 3V3! Like this! I’ll volunteer to be the Gladiator in the fifth round!"

"Let my people, and your people have a showdown. The six men fight, a real man’s 1V1 battle! Please?"

Her eyes welled up with tears, and she began to beg pitifully.

Louis laughed heartily, "Deceiver, stop your fakery, you still have four people, yet you’re telling me you’re willing to go 3V3?"

"If I were you, I’d fight right now!"

As he spoke, the notification for the fourth round of invitations sounded.

It was the white side’s turn to launch an attack.

Sofia crouched down and buried her head, bursting into tears, "I was wrong, big strong bro. Let’s win together, shall we?"

"If we join forces, we can definitely win, and everyone will get five thousand. You can have all these NPCs, I don’t want them anymore."

Louis’s hammer smashed heavily onto the ground, "What were you doing earlier? Why didn’t you say that when you were screwing me over?"

"Shut up. If you want to fight, then fight. Anyway, this round, I won’t vote!"

Sofia had been sobbing with her head buried.

Suddenly, she lifted her head.

Her eyes, unbeknownst to anyone, had already begun to gather red light.

At this moment, they finally concentrated fully and burst forth!

"What!" Louis had no time to react as his chest was already pierced through.

It wasn’t over yet; Sofia’s head moved and she violently tossed it upwards.

Louis’s chest to his neck was sliced open. Had he not instinctively dodged, his head would have been split vertically in two.

Even so, his neck was almost completely severed.

His entire head was nearly falling off!

"Uh ah..."

Louis reached for his neck and fell to his knees; his spine was also broken.

"Boss!"

The remaining two from the Viking Gang were stunned.

Then, overcome with rage, they charged at Sofia, fighting desperately.

But now, Sofia’s side still had four people. How could the two of them easily overcome that?

"You woman, I will tear you to pieces."

The two went berserk, their organs operating at overdrive. This time, they were fighting till the end.

"Hee hee hee hee!" Sofia laughed shrilly.

Her eyeballs were scorched and dripping, even the skin around her eye sockets burnt off, revealing the gruesome and terrifying laser eye mechanism.

"Letting you see my ugly form, I am the one who will tear you to pieces!"

Speaking, Sofia’s eyes began to mist with red light again.

This gathering process seemed quite lengthy, no wonder she had pretended to cry and be coquettish, burying her head between her legs.

All of it was to lull the opposition, to buy time for the lengthy charge up of her laser shots.

"Round four, black base accepts the duel." The prompt sounded.

They were still fighting furiously, and clearly, because a minute had passed without everyone entering the voting chamber, it was taken as accepting the duel directly.

"Send them into battle! Get them into battle!"

"Go vote for the Gladiator yourself, otherwise I’ll slaughter you all!"

Sofia ordered the NPCs while firing her lasers again.

Her target was still Louis, planning to focus and kill one first.

However, Louis, nearly having his neck cut off by the laser, suddenly moved and dashed away, narrowly evading.

"The spine is already repaired?" Sofia was somewhat surprised.

Even with a C-grade nano-repair injection, it shouldn’t have been so fast. Did he have a natural regenerative power as well?

Louis, one hand on his neck and the other swinging the hammer, brought it crashing down.

With great momentum and tremendous force, Shattering the Sky.

"Boom!"

Sofia awkwardly leapt aside, the spot where she had been standing smashed into a depression.

One must remember that this was a space crafted from special metal, yet it was dented by the impact.

That strike had at least a five-ton force.

"Die!"

Louis swung the hammer as if it were as light as a toothpick.

Moreover, the hammer itself had motorized acceleration, now sweeping across the floor with a howling sound.

Sofia hastily blocked and got knocked, sent flying by the blow.

In terms of physical strength, she was no match for Louis, perhaps the weakest amongst all the Radiations in the game.

However, she was still a cyborg.

After taking a heavy hit from the hammer, her arm was twisted, exposing the metal structure beneath, yet she still held her gun steady.

Her arms were prosthetic; unless thoroughly damaged, they could still function.

And even the most common prosthetic materials were stronger and more resilient than a wolf-level muscle and bone.

"Bang Bang Bang!"

Sofia fired her dual guns as a counterattack.

Louis put the hammer in front of him to block the bullets, charging forward like a rampaging buffalo.

While they battled fiercely, an NPC suddenly came down from upstairs and ran towards the main gate with all his might.

He was small and skinny; it was Han Qing.

The Radiations from both gangs were too engrossed in their fight to pay him any heed, allowing him to escape.

Han Qing was originally too scared to go into battle.

But he received a private message from someone on the white side, instructing him to vote himself as a Gladiator.

Furthermore, Sofia had just issued the same order.

Han Qing dared not disobey and now was figuratively tiptoeing into the Duel Arena, hiding behind a metallic low wall for cover.

"What are you hiding for? A Gladiator must be brave. The destiny once you enter the Arena is only to fight to the death." A voice came from above.

Han Qing looked up sharply and saw Gao Xin squatting on top of the wall, looking down at him with a cold sneer.

"Wuu Wuu Waa Waa!" Han Qing’s eyes turned red in an instant, as he cried out.

With blood in his mouth and his tongue cut out, he exerted all his strength to mumble unclear words.

"No... isn’t... it non-lethal for us?"

Seeing Gao Xin, his heart went cold.

Two Gladiators in the Arena must fight to the death, only one could survive.

There was nothing else to think about; he was sure to die, and he immediately questioned the promise made during their private conversations, calling them liars and betrayers.

"Hehe..." Gao Xin didn’t explain, instead his laugh grew fiercer, his eyes flashing with a desire to kill, which terrified Han Qing to a deathly pallor.

He jumped down from the wall and knocked him to the ground with one palm.

Then, grabbing Han Qing by the back of the neck like a chicken, he dragged him away.

Their destination, black base.

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