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Chapter 447 - 123: I Must Kill You

Chapter 447: Chapter 123: I Must Kill You

"Riding A?" Knee Shot felt insulted.

Especially considering that the other party caught up with his motorcycle on a women’s bicycle, this feeling was even more apparent.

If it weren’t for their current cooperative relationship, Knee Shot really wanted to get this annoying guy out of the way first.

Li Changhe, of course, had no intention of provocation, and the women’s bicycle was also something he could not help.

As a [Player] who has [Riding A], it’s only natural to prepare some vehicle for use. Cycling seems to be the most suitable choice.

So a mountain bike was always prepared in his [Backpack].

During the [Mysterious Island] task, a bicycle was turned into scrapped by the enemy [Player] who used gunfighting skills.

The second one was affected by the curse of [Unlucky Streak] in Qiaodu City.

It blew a tire halfway through, causing Li Changhe to fall. When he got up, he didn’t even know where the wheel had rolled.

It’s not easy to buy a bicycle during Lunar New Year’s holiday. Fortunately, Bai Luohe likes to ride a bike and hang out with her cats in her spare times, so she provided a woman’s bicycle.

Luckily, for Li Changhe, as long as there is a bike, it’s okay. He doesn’t care about whether it’s a woman’s or not.

"You go for the rescue." Li Changhe didn’t notice Knee Shot’s emotional change and quickly laid out the plan: "If you can reach other [Players], leave and tell them what we know. If they are willing to cooperate, go to your Carmen Heavy Industries to meet up. If they still want to attack you, run. I can hold them back!"

"What about you?" Knee Shot, not suspecting any deceit, noted that the current situation suggested that they were on the same side. The Archer, however, was clearly not suited for charging into enemy lines.

"Long-range support, don’t worry about me."

Knee Shot looked down at his bicycle and nodded, "I believe that."

Someone who can ride a bicycle this fast is not so easy to catch.

"Then be careful. I bid you farewell." Li Changhe twisted the handlebars of his bicycle and dashed into a small alley.

"I hope you’re right," Knee Shot thought. "Otherwise, I wouldn’t dare to hold back at all when dealing with you, a high-mobility archer."

After witnessing Li Changhe’s Riding A, he became more cautious towards him. If he is correct, the enemies of the players are not each other, it would be a good thing to have a strong teammate.

But if he guessed wrong...

"Rider, we noticed a unit appeared next to you just now. What is it?" At this moment, Carmen Heavy Industries contacted him through his helmet.

"Don’t worry about it, just a fairy of the track." Knee Shot stiffened and then asked, "What’s the situation there?"

"We can only confirm that the Sword Rank was summoned on the roof of the World Trade Center, but our people couldn’t infiltrate quickly enough before the fight broke out. Then the appearance of the humanoid... puppets caused me to lose several members."

Upon seeing the fireworks, Carmen Heavy Industries immediately took action. The helicopter took off immediately.

Unfortunately, they were still too late. The opponents had good control over the timing and didn’t allow any outsiders to interfere.

"Where did those puppets come from?"

"They appeared from nearby residences..." The voice from the other end was full of terror. Even the magician, who was not very human, felt the horror of this incident.

"You’re saying, they were originally humans? They were transformed into this?" Knee Shot frowned as he recalled the title of the Caster Rank Heroic Spirit (Player).

[Corpse Demon Leader Crossing the River]...

Knee Shot was taken aback, and a surge of killing intent suddenly erupted as he yelled at the distance: "Archer, I don’t want to recruit this kind of person. If you want to recruit him, our alliance ends here! Did you hear me?"

The voice was full of killing intent, and there was no pretense in it.

"Ditto." A cold voice came from a distant rooftop – it was Li Changhe.

"Good!"

...

From the title, one can somewhat discern the opponent’s abilities. This is also the ultimate goal of players hiding their nameplates.

Like Li Changhe’s [Hundred-Headed Shooter], it is clearly some kind of long-range output method. If the opponent knew about this, they could take defensive measures accordingly.

As for [Corpse Demon Leader Crossing the River] and these ordinary-looking humanoid puppets in front of him, they had already given everyone enough indication.

This guy refines Corpse Demons using living people as material!

"We won’t be allies with this kind of [Player]. If they dare to stop us, just kill them." Li Changhe thought.

Although it’s not rational to think this way, he really doesn’t want to get in touch with this kind of [Player] who tramples on human nature.

It’s already rational enough that he isn’t seeking justice for others. If you put the Moon God, a [Player] with a temper, into the equation, you’lll probably see her preparing to charge into enemy ranks.

Li Changhe doesn’t consider himself a good person, nor does he feel anything for the people of this world.

It’s just pure disgust... he rebels against the existence of such people.

"Moreover, allying with such a dangerous guy is seeking one’s own death. Corpse Demons... If a [Player]’s corpse turns into a Corpse Demon... or should I say, is the opponent preparing Corpse Demons made from [Players] for battle?" Li Changhe rummaged through his thoughts quickly but accurately took out the M1919 Browning Heavy Machine Gun he had seized in [Mysterious Island].

Right now, what is important is to rescue the Sword Rank Heroic Spirits first. Or to make contact with other [Players], of course, excluding that beast of a Caster Rank.

On the other hand, the rooftop of the World Trade Center had turned into a bloody hell.

Qiu Wentian, wielding a bronze sword, was fully capable of both attack and defense. As the second strongest among the seven, her fighting power was naturally not to be underestimated.

Up against the siege of dozens of enemies, she remained calm.

All kinds of sword arts and sword moves were endless.

"She’s really too strong." A sneaky assassin named Wildcat, who was hiding in the dark and watching with amusement, couldn’t help but shake his head.

In terms of frontal fighting power, she was the strongest Wildcat had ever seen.

"She’s already used [Attack Type Skill] four times, yet there’s no hint of exhaustion. Seems like her strength is more than 13 points, so she can control the consumption. Besides, there’s still one weapon in those scabbards that hasn’t been unsheathed yet, looks like she’s still got a hidden ace." The predator in Wildcat’s eyes was fierce. He had seen through some of Qiu Wentian’s strength and even inferred the effect of the scabbards.

The first weapon she used, a soft sword, served as a warning and fast attack. It always rings when she encounters danger.

The second one, a Samurai sword, was presumably for counterattacking.

The third and fourth, bronze swords, were for front-line fighting.

As for the last one... it looks like a giant sword, or a ship-slashing blade?

"What a pity, excessive sympathy makes you no longer invincible." Wildcat sighed.

He held his ground because there was no benefit to exposing himself in this situation. And as he’d pointed out, Qiu Wentian’s aura of invincibility was beginning to falter.

Because those puppets pounced at Qiu Wentian, shouting while sobbing.

"Why did my hands and feet start moving on their own?"

"No, daddy, save me!"

"Don’t kill me, no..."

"Please, I can’t control myself."

"Murderer, you murderer!"

Qiu Wentian, who was fighting in blood, looked slightly stiff.

"Bastard, Norton! I will kill you!"

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