Chapter 5 Piercing
[Dead Gaze]!
[Illusion of Fear]!
With the casual eye contact with Qin Ran, the players in the black hood cloak in front of them fell into the whirlpool of death, and they all seemed to have been smashed in the chest by a sledgehammer, vomiting blood and falling to the ground, losing the breath of life. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
However, another difference!
[Illusion of Fear: If the opponent's mental judgment fails, and the opponent's perception judgment passes, the opponent will suffer an impact equal to the wearer's spiritual attribute level, and the opponent will be judged to have a gifted 'stubborn mind', and the opponent will be protected from deadly attacks......]
The man in black civilian clothes spurted out a mouthful of blood.
But he didn't stop on the ground, on the contrary, he turned around and ran.
Even, when the emerald green light full of life force came, the man in black civilian clothes ran faster.
The other party in his heyday threw out three flying knives without looking back.
Sou! Sou! Sou!
The flying knife was as fast as a bullet, shooting straight into Qin Ran's face and throat.
Qin Ran didn't dodge at all, as if he hadn't seen the three flying knives at all.
"Be careful!"
The 'craftsman' reminded loudly.
The 'craftsman' who fought with the other party understood the horror of the opponent's throwing knives.
But the next moment, the 'craftsman's mouth', which had not yet closed, opened again.
Three flying knives, none of which were missing, were pinched in Qin Ran's hands like this.
The speed was so fast that the 'craftsman' didn't even see the process.
What she finally saw was that the three flying knives were pinched in Qin Ran's hands, as if they had been crumpled into a pile of scrap iron and thrown aside.
"Through space?"
"It's just a trick to deceive the vision!"
Qin Ran said lightly.
On the premise of having sufficient physical strength, after coming to Donwell Street, which was full of enemies, Qin Ran never closed his [Tracking] vision.
And under the vision of [Tracking], most of everything is invisible to Qin Ran.
It's like a throwing knife in his hand.
It can distort light and deceive people's eyes.
But......
The hidden trajectory will not change.
Sou!
A chain of pitch-black negative energy appeared out of thin air next to the man in black civilian clothes, binding him in place.
γDemonic Grip. Chain of Shadows]!
No matter how the other party struggles, in the face of Qin Ran's absolute power, it is useless.
"I ......"
Looking at Qin Ran who was approaching, the other party opened his mouth.
I don't know if it's a threat, or a begging for mercy.
It's a pity that Qin Ran didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with the other party at all, and raised his ...... Step on.
Burst!
The head of the man in black civilian clothes seemed to have been run over by a truck, and it directly became sparse, and the red and white stuck to Qin Ran's shoe.
Thankfully, when the other party's corpse turned to light, the fragments disappeared with it.
[You kill the player to benefit!] γ
[Judged to be a self-defense counterattack!] γ
[It's an honor kill!] γ
[Determine that the other party breaks through the limit of the character template!] γ
[You get 150% of the opponent's remaining points and skill points......]
[You gain 30,000 points and 10 skill points]
[You get the key to the other party's room!] γ
[You get the right to use the other party's room!] γ
[The opponent's weapons and equipment and miscellaneous items will all be classified into the opponent's room......]
[Honorable Kill: 84]
β¦β¦
Even with the contribution of the previous ten-person team, Qin Ran's points at the moment have directly increased to 40w, and his skill points have reached 115 points.
After reciting the murder and arson gold belt in his heart again, Qin Ran's gaze was naturally judged that the other party had broken through the limit of the character template! Tempted, he then flipped through the previous battle prompts.
"Gifted ......"
Qin Ran silently recited this word, but in the bottom of his heart, he had a trace of eagerness for the task of breaking through the 'limit of the character template'.
Judging by the available information, once the task of 'Character Template Limit' is completed, each player should have a talent, and then, the strength changes drastically.
It's just that......
Towards the lawless warning, Qin Ran frowned.
Immediately, he shook his head quickly, throwing these chaotic thoughts out of his mind.
"What's going on?"
"Talk as you go!"
Qin Ran said to the 'craftsman', and the whole thing had already begun to shuttle through Donwell Street.
The 'craftsman' frowned, clearly wanting to say something.
But when the words came to his lips, they became the answers that Qin Ran needed.
β¦β¦
"Phew, phew!"
The grizzled Cole struggled to his feet from the collapsed ruins.
"Bastard, how did you hit it so accurately, I ......"
"Hans! Hans, are you alright? β
Cole's muttering turned into an exclamation when he saw Hans, whose shield was shattered and covered in blood.
Cole, whose brain was still drowsy after the blast, was unsteady on his feet, and his body staggered towards Hans.
"If I say it's okay, is it really okay?"
"Are you an idiot? If I'm really dead, will you still be able to see me? β
Hans grabbed Cole, who had been snotting on his chest, and pointed to a tall building in the distance.
Or, more precisely, the turret above.
"See that?"
"Hmm!"
Cole nodded.
"I'm going to get the attention of those guys, and you're going to find a way to take out that turret!"
With that, Hans ran to the side.
Da-da-da-da!
Boom Boom!
The sound of gunfire and explosions instantly rang out, chasing Hans's figure.
Cole watched in amazement as the figure disappeared into the intricate streets, and it took him three or four seconds before he realized what he had done.
Syllable!
Cole slapped himself in the face and sprang into action.
"No time to waste!"
"This is Hansna......"
Syllable!
Cole muttered to himself, but before he could say anything, he slapped himself again, and then the movement of his hand became faster and faster.
A small, child-like remote-controlled car, under the control of Cole, rushed straight to the turret of the tall building.
Cole, who has entered a certain state, is really like an arm and finger for this remote-controlled car, not only easily avoiding the sight of ordinary people, but even the bullets and exploding shrapnel that fly from it are easily dodged.
Soon, the remote-controlled car came to the bottom of the tall building.
Drip!
Cole pressed a button on it, and a burst of flame burst out from under the remote-controlled car.
Suddenly, the remote-controlled car soared into the sky like a rocket.
"It's done!"
Cole flicked his fist excitedly.
But at this time, a voice came from behind Cole.
"Tsk, that's naΓ―ve!"
The voice was not high, but it made Cole tremble like falling into an ice cellar.
Cole may even clearly feel the breath of the person behind him, no temperature, clammy and cold, like a snake crawling on the back of his neck.
Cole subconsciously reached for the pistol on his waist.
But before his fingers could touch the hilt, a long sword pierced his lower abdomen.
Burst!
Cole looked down at the tip of the bloody sword.
Rumble!
On the roof of the building in the distance, a flame bloomed amid a roar. (To be continued.) )