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Chapter 56 movements

It's been almost fifteen minutes since Sioux City left the Sea Shark Tavern.

And even in the chaotic street battles, Sioux City relied on the concealment of his actions given by the [Night Instinct], and chose to move through the dark alleys along the way, he still walked through these fifteen minutes without danger.

Without the slightest slackness, he had been carefully walking through the bloodstained alley, as if it was about to ooze blood. His steps are as light as a cheetah before a hunt, precisely avoiding the entrails and human stumps on the ground, and his feet are powerful but silent.

From the screams and roars that filled the alleys, Sioux City could tell that the killing had spread to every corner of Mawas. No one can dodge, and players in the realm of the dead are like a vast net under a blood-colored canopy, and no one can escape until the last prey is strangled.

After walking a little more vigilantly, Sioux City suddenly found that the roar of magic in front of him was getting louder and louder, and this meant that he was not much away from the central battlefield of Maswas.

At a corner of the alley, Sioux City suddenly stopped the standard military boots that he was about to step on, and quickly retreated from where he came, turning sideways and hiding in a depression in the wall.

The dark red canopy obscures the sky and the sun, buffing players in the realm of the undead who are accustomed to fighting in the dark, but the darkness allows Sioux City to hide itself perfectly, as if it had disappeared into thin air.

At the same time, things were just as Sioux City had expected, and after the faint sound of fighting, a white man in a cloth shirt broke down the door with a bang. The man fell in pain in a pool of blood, holding his right arm, which was missing his palm, trembling like a lightning strike, and his mouth let out a heart-rending scream:

"Ahh Yes! My hand...... Oh my hands! ”

The sound echoed through the alley, but it didn't last long. After a few angry curses, several sharp sounds broke through the air, and then the alley quickly returned to a brief period of calm.

In fact, this is not the first time Sioux City has encountered this situation.

In the previous ten minutes, he had encountered a total of eight players from the realm of the dead, and that was because he had only been moving through the alleys, otherwise there would be more. Among these eight people, only three acted alone, and only two of the three were exposed to flaws, and there was no one around at the time, so he instantly got close to him in a Fiore-style cut and twisted his head.

In Su Cheng's opinion, this time the country of the undead sent more personnel than he imagined, and it could almost be regarded as making most of the elite players on the battlefield pour out, but the situation of the battle was unexpectedly stale, which made him fall into deep thought.

Thinking of the canopy in the sky that had no effect except for dimming the light, Su Cheng suddenly felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart, this feeling of moving forward in the dark in the fog made him almost crazy, and even the whole person slowly became irritable.

He grimaced, feeling as if he had missed something.

However, he didn't think about it for too long, but after thinking about it for a while, he chose to let go of this thought. Just because he, as the hope of everyone in the tavern, must grasp the current battle situation, and in order for this qiē to come sooner, he must be more focused and quicken the pace.

Soon, Sioux City, who had come to the end of the alley, left along the winding path, and he endured the filthy path until he finally stood on the dusty street. In fact, under the continuous explosion and shock, the old town of Mavas was actually half destroyed.

The empty and dilapidated houses have collapsed, leaving the once bustling streets of prosperity in ruins, and no longer the quaint western town.

Sweeping his gaze around, all he could see was the dark red blood flowing all over the ground. The scraps of wood soaked in it, like a boat in a sea of blood, floating and sinking beside the corpses of people and monsters, slowly floating and sinking.

However, the fight is not over, the dead can rest forever, but the living have to fight for their lives to let more people sleep forever.

A player in torn leather armor runs wildly not far from Sioux City, his face contorted with fear, but in the game, that doesn't make him faster. So he didn't go far before an inky black spear caught up with a piercing thud, striking him in the back with a terrifying explosion of flesh and blood, piercing him through and pinning him to the ground.

But just as Sioux City thought the battle was over, the player struggled with red eyes, trying to pull out the spear that had pierced him. However, he was not given any chance, and the next moment, a sharp whistling sound came from far and near, and an iron arrow that came from a distance hit him with precision, and the terrifying kinetic energy even directly shattered the player's head.

Swallowing his saliva, Su Cheng looked at the still trembling corpse, nervous and puzzled. Nervous, because even with the [Night Instinct] in his body, he could not guarantee that he would be able to react to that arrow.

Puzzled, but incomprehensible about the efficiency of the dead kingdom. Just because in Sioux City's view, the high-end players of the Realm of the Dead have obviously mastered the firing points located in high places, and when combined with the same quality and quantity of troops on the ground, the Realm of the Dead definitely has the conditions to end the battle quickly.

The problem is that the kingdom of the dead doesn't do that. Instead, they are arrogant and foolish in spreading their forces apart, leaving the player units to fight on their own, allowing them to fight fairly with the players in the town.

And this is completely illogical.

It is important to know that the battlefield players of the realm of the dead gave up a large number of daily battlefield tasks for this raid, and gave up a heroic magic skill book that is too precious to describe at an indescribable price, so that the players of the Orthocrucian Sect can relax.

Therefore, in order to succeed so ruthlessly, how could they make the mistake of underestimating the enemy at such a critical moment, in the eyes of Sioux City, even ordinary players, it is impossible, let alone them.

However, the current fact is that although they have made huge sacrifices for this mission, the high-end players and clubs in the realm of the dead have inexplicably turned a blitzkrieg with an astonishing advantage into a positional battle that makes people speechless.

And this connection is so smooth, as if everything is playing normally.

Shrinking his entire body into the gray and black smoke that entangled him, Sioux City leaned against the wall and walked slowly. Completely hidden in the darkness, he did not hurry up his pace, even if he was stained with blood and mud, he did not care in the slightest when he fell into deep thought again.

Sioux City knew that the realm of the dead was guiding, or tempting, some people with their terrible battle command.

And it wasn't until they reached the vicinity of the central battlefield that Sioux City came back to his senses from deep thought. He stood on the edge of the battlefield and looked closely, only to see that the earth was centered on the center of the town, and the small buildings around him collapsed, and the tall samurai stone sculptures nearby also disappeared.

Some are just man-made basins, as well as the flames of war and gunsmoke.