Serial Player
Chapter 636 - 309: A Determined Death

It was the heterochromatic man, with blood filling his mouth as he bit off the tip of his tongue to get rid of Magic Eye’s backlash.

He just wanted to escape the scene as quickly as possible. He didn’t care to guess the outcome of the Scarred Woman anymore. Hopefully, she would buy some time for him?

All he wanted now was to survive!

"Just a little bit more, just a little bit more!" The heterochromatic man yelled in his heart. As long as he made it out of the alley, he could escape from the Present Disconnected Space. Then he would still have a chance to live!

That [Player] wouldn’t risk being discovered to chase and kill him, would he?

However, just as he was about to leave the alley, he saw a figure holding a long spear, approaching him head-on.

The newcomer was not disguised or protected in any way, just wearing ordinary winter clothes, and underneath his slightly curled short hair was a handsome face.

It was He Feng, who had come to help.

He had just arrived home when he received the intel, and hurried here immediately, blocking the heterochromatic man’s path.

"Tsk, not quite what I imagined." He Feng shook his head, holding the Insight Mirror, "This is just too weak, right?"

Feeling the astonishing pressure, the heterochromatic man was horrified. He knew the other side had a Sequential gene expert!

"Wait, it’s a misunderstanding!"

"No misunderstanding, I just want you dead."

He Feng grinned, his eyes turning into intimidating vertical pupils.

...

At the other side, ’bang’

The heavy impact crushed the front part of the car.

Blood splashed on the windshield, sliding down to form a tree-like shape with a twisted blood trunk and numerous branches.

Wang Lan, who was caught off guard, was left covered in dust by the suddenly inflated airbag.

As he struggled to escape the business car, he saw a face covered with blood and twisted in fear.

It was the Scarred Woman!

She was directly hit by some powerful force onto the car. Her body was twisted at various places, and her bones were obviously shattered. Her once cold face was now filled with horror.

"Drive... Run!" She spat out blood, her terrified and hoarse voice devoid of the domineering manner Wang Lan remembered.

Wang Lan was dumbfounded, unable to comprehend what had happened, or why the heterochromatic man suddenly fled.

Soon after, his gaze shifted forward to see several towering figures, with billowing steam spreading around them while the lethal chainsaws whirred, playing a terrifying rhythm.

These formidable war bands were slowly advancing, seemingly aiming to crush everything in their path.

What... What happened? Did their plan fail? Wasn’t Li Changhe supposed to be very weak?

Wang Lan’s mind was a mess. He couldn’t reconcile ’very weak’ with Li Changhe, seeing the army in front of him.

They had made sure this operation was foolproof. Why choose such a terrible opponent?

Wasn’t this even stronger than all of them combined?

Wang Lan was completely dumbfounded.

As for the Scarred Woman, when she launched her attack, tens of armored warriors appeared out of nowhere.

Azure flames spewed from the gaps in the armor, like a demonic army returning from the Netherworld.

The Scarred Woman, who had recklessly charged into the army, met with several powerful punches. Her curved blade could only leave shallow white marks on the warriors’ armor.

However, her body couldn’t withstand the warriors’ punches. Just a single confrontation shattered more than a dozen of her bones.

At this moment, she could only watch in horror as Wang Lan hurriedly started the car, trying to escape the terrifying alley with her in tow.

However, Wang Lan, trembling, couldn’t even move his fingers, let alone help her leave. He knew full well how dreadful [Players] could be, and fleeing at this moment would surely mean certain death!

Li Changhe, on the other hand, felt somewhat bewildered when he felt the anomaly in the air and instantly understood that the enemy was using some kind of skill.

After confirming that he hadn’t triggered any counterattack Task, he decisively activated Indomitable Ride of Hundred Tigers, intending to hold out until He Feng and others came to help.

Meanwhile, Black Hawk flew to the designated position, ready to use Shadow Step to dodge the enemy’s attacks and then deploy the White Mist Tactic.

Even if both of them were LV10 experts, the White Mist combined with the armored warriors would still be able to slow them down.

But... he didn’t expect that the Scarred Woman, with such a fierce momentum, couldn’t even breach the army formation.

That heterochromatic man had disbanded his skill in an instant, running away frantically. Li Changhe wasn’t worried about him escaping since the box was nearby.

However, the situation was too bizarre.

Li Changhe treated both of them as LV10, even preparing to use Black Mud Divinity.

But the power they displayed made him doubt the situation. They were too weak, eerily so.

For a moment, Li Changhe wondered if this was all just a show.

The Scarred Woman’s attributes were not high, her movements not perfect. She seemed fast, but she didn’t even have the proper turning reaction, running headlong into the army formation. Her level probably wasn’t high.

If Li Changhe had confronted her himself, he could’ve cut off her head within ten seconds. With his skills, he’d be even quicker.

The heterochromatic man’s skill of turning air into a gel-like state was interesting, probably intended to hinder Li Changhe’s movements, allowing the Scarred Woman to attack.

But that didn’t cause any consequences either. He just ran away.

"So you’re telling me, you came to me just to become a [Player]? Is that all?" Li Changhe used Shadow Step and appeared in front of the Scarred Woman.

Her face filled with fear, she swung her twisted arm, her voice hoarse and panicked, "I can give you anything..."

Li Changhe’s hand had already swung his horizontal blade, directly beheading her.

Facing [Players] who were hostile to them, it didn’t matter whether they were male or female - they deserved to die.

As for using them as pawns, Li Changhe had never considered such a possibility.

Being a [Player] himself, who knew when they might betray him? Those [Player Organizations] who dared to cultivate pawns often ended up dying in their hands.

Moreover, this Scarred Woman already knew his appearance and name. She didn’t even have to do anything particular. As long as she posted in the [forum], Li Changhe would be thrown into the abyss.

How could he let her live?

Also, they didn’t even want to communicate and just attacked him. So, Li Changhe decided to give them what they wanted.

Were the weak only meant to suffer? Then suffer under my wrath! For it’s you who are the weak ones!

Li Changhe used his elbow to hold the blade horizontally, slowly wiping the blood from the blade.

The next second, a horrifying roar erupted from a short distance away, like a dragon’s cry!

It was the box; their fight over there was over too.

The heterochromatic man’s chest was pierced by a hole the size of a bowl, dying decisively.

After the death of the two [Players], the so-called crisis was over. The remaining individuals weren’t even [Players] and couldn’t transmit any information in this Present Disconnected Space.

"Now, we can finally talk properly." A smile could be heard from the voice behind the Azure Flame mask. Like the sound of a bell, it sent chills down Wang Lan’s spine as if he were in an abyss.